•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)

Spoken submission(51)

Märta taps her heels on the sides of Brom and begins a slow trot down a slight hill, heading to the beach. Aizawa is pacing slightly on his feet then watching then pacing. So much trouble but so much beautiful bare skin and the twins are identical.

Temptation is a Goddamn bitch sometimes...Fuck it.

Aizawa makes up his mind, he will purse this odd sexual challenge. He doesn't know where it's going but Shota at least want to see, if it even means not having sex, but talking and call him a dick every once and awhile.

The underground hero is glad he wore boots with the sand. He sinks down more but overall it's better. He 'hoofs' it down the beach until he sees them. Aizawa arrives as Märta is sitting on a grassy spot up from the beach working her boots back on. Marna is leading Brom out of the water a short distance away.

That's it!

Aizawa is done being all pent up for the last two months and five days. He's done being teased by two nude twin sisters. So time Miss Märta Hamasaki finds out why he has rules. It's to keep her safe from...him.

Märta just looks up in time, to see button fly pants open all the way to a dark hairline of a small happy trail and more hair than what should be showing usually. Her eyes open and get large, as she scrambles to her feet. They slip out from under her.

"Shota! Why are you.."

"I wasn't planning on staying for longer than two minutes so didn't need to put any on. That's your fault, getting to me to go commando every once in awhile," he growls. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Away?"

"That's long past my dear..." he rumbled as his black shirt comes off. "Take it out and stroke me."

Märta does as he tells her. Her fingers grasp his growing erection. The tip is already wet from drops of precum. The horse woman is tall enough to have his hand fisted in her thick hair. His mouth is not gentle in his capturing of hers. The raven haired man is like a beast possessed.

Shota pulls his mouth away, a saliva trail between them, "Hard enough?"

"Oh yeah, not sure how going that all stuffed in," she says half teasing and half serious.

"Up. Now." is all he says.

Märta puts her arms around his neck then does a little hop so his large hands gain a hold on her thighs. The horse woman holds on tight as Aizawa uses his left to drag his cock head through her wetness. A few drags then a swift shove in and dropping of her hips. Her body doesn't get time to adjust, its stuffed to the balls.

"Aah fuck Aizawa! It's been awhile..." she hisses.

"Then you shouldn't have teased me. Riding fucking naked, where anyone can see what's between your legs?" Shota growled low then bit her shoulder.

His hips bounced her rough and hard. Long, hard strokes up in and dragging back to repeat. "Tits. Show me those tits!"

Märta yelps, Aizawa is in quite the mood. This isn't Dom Aizawa. This is a feral beast and he's in a claiming... currently. She turns her body enough and because of size,Shota can reach his mouth to suck on her right nipple. The pro hero sucks hard, pulls his mouth off then moves to a spot he can leave a dark.

Märta has a pain fetish so her head goes back and she lets out a loud moan. Aziawa pulls his cock down, not quite out and simply does small short strokes at her entrance.

His dark eyes are blown out disks that shine with carnal need. "You ready to take it? Huh? Use your words girl..."

Märta shakes her head,"I am Sho...Sir."