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Anything For Her Husband Aftermath
🕑 Added 2022-08-30 04:01:01 +0000 UTCFollowing their little excursion into the alley outside, Lulu was led back into the building and down its many, snaking corridors. Blitzball had grown even larger since the defeat of Sin, however, its status as a unifying symbol of Spira having quickly taken a more cynical, business-oriented direction. What had previously been one of the few bright spots for a people beleaguered, chased by the shadow of death, had slowly become simply another aspect in an ever growing world, full of its own issues and contradictions.
In that sense, even the veteran's league now sported a sizable headquarters, and Lulu quickly lost track of exactly how many turns and twists they had passed, before she was finally let into what amounted to a small meeting room. A whiteboard, some pens, a few rickety chairs, and an old communication sphere instead of a phone showed how it perhaps hadn't seen the largest recipient of budgetary priority, but Lulu didn't much care - opting to sit down on the edge of the table, which looked the sturdiest out of all the furniture there.
"Just wait here... the lads will be over soon." The mustachioed man noted, before walking off with a slight limp alongside his companion. Lulu smirked and stretched where she sat - if the others were similarly old, if spirited, this would be significantly easier than she'd ever imagined it would be.
"Here we- oh shit."
The claim of Soon had turned out to be quite accurate, Lulu eyeing the small cadre of councilors as they entered through the doors. She cleared her throat, noting that among them, only a few seemed to be in the ancient age range of the alley lovers - and although none of them seemed to have less than two decades on her, there were some noticeably more... burly elements present.
"I... assume you've been filled in?" She managed to say as silence settled in the room, the door ajar as the people in front had stopped at the sight of her, her voice coming out surprisingly confident. Time seemed to stand still for a moment, then, as if a spell was broken, a particularly burly man in a white shirt took a few steps up to her and, with little ceremony, grabbed a handful of her right breast - his large, calloused hand squeezing her through her dress as she gazed up at him.
"Oh, we've been filled in alright... and consequently, we're here to make sure you are as well."
What followed was, as far as Lulu was concerned, a disorganized mess not befitting of anyone purporting to be in the business of leading just about anything. A rush of bodies, hands grabbing and caressing, members already outside of pants and rubbing against any part of her that showed skin. She found herself stripped of her dress, naked back laying up against the cool table as one found his spot between her shapely thighs, rubbing his member excitedly against her puffy lower lips.
"Mmmhh... that's a good girl, right there..." Amidst the flurry of men around her and the mist of pleasure, she noted the burly whiteshirt once more, his frame blotting out the light of the roof as he knelt on the table. His hand once more came over to give her ample bosom a rough, excited squeeze - Lulu's hand in turn snaking up to find his member, her eyes widening as her delicate fingers cupped one of his peach-sized balls. He shivered from her gentle touch, Lulu's other hand finding a similarly engorged member, this one belonging to someone who might well have been her grandfather judging by age - his log hard as iron, eyes boring holes into her where he stood, simply letting her work her magic on him.
"Feel that? That's goin' inside you later..." The burly man murmured, and Lulu could swear she felt his balls churn with seed against her fingers and exposed wrist. A moment later, she was entered, her back grinding against as her lover grabbed a vise-like grip on her knees and began to thrust hard inside of her. Pleasure shot up her spine, and she leaned up to give the burly man's member a kiss and a lick, which earned her a groan and a twitch in response.
Time ceased to have meaning, Lulu only vaguely aware of the seed trickling inside as the first climax of many washed over her. Her plump lips was at all times busy with a swollen member, hands finding someone to handle, her breasts fondled at every turn as the men groaned and grunted in a cacophony of pleasure around her, punctuated only by particularly loud, excited gasps and commentary as they shot their load inside of her.
It seemed that for each moment she ordained to look down between her thighs there was another man there - a pair of abs, a hefty stomach, a wide and hairy form, a thinner and frailer shape - they all blurred together into a slideshow of debauchery, simultaneously vague and cemented forever into her mind.
"Mmmh... what'd I tell you?"
And then it was his turn.
Her burly lover had, seemingly, been savoring the moment for quite some time. As she looked down between her breasts she noted the glister to his member and was wholly unable to contain the shivers running up her spine as he rubbed it against her. She'd nursed him, above all others, with her mouth, Lulu's purple lips carrying a similar sheen to that of his swollen log as lips and member, over time, both found themselves coated in a mixture of pre and saliva.
"Please, fuck me." She moaned, and he was quick to oblige. His hands had largely left her breasts alone after the first of the men had deemed them a suitable target for seed, and Lulu found his grip on her knees even more possessive, more demanding than anyone else had been. Similarly, his girth threatened to send her over the edge immediately, and he wasted no time capitalizing on the matter - setting a hard, firm, pace where he pulled out almost the entire way before going in again. She whimpered and moaned in response, her heeled feet closing eagerly around his back as he made the table shake from his efforts, hands spreading her with absolute purpose.
"1-4 was rough. I'm probably going to have to switch out some fellas, come next season."
Bizarrely, it was amidst all this that Lulu's mind decided to pick up on peripheral conversation. A few of the councilors occupied the rickety chairs, and sat wide-legged, utterly unashamed of their nakedness, discussing what sounded like Blitzball results. Her eyes traveled across their arrangement, and she suddenly realized that there was, in fact, a system to the room's madness - she'd spent effectively all this time on her back, her ample buttocks sore from being slammed into the table over and over, and the chairs were actually ordered in a way that allowed for a comprehensive queue system around the table.
"I gotta check my investments. Owning a smaller team isn't what it used to be, I tell ya." A voice complained from somewhere. She moaned all the while she turned her gaze, noting water and refreshments on the other side of the room, her head leaning back to glimpse, from beyond a huge, swollen member being jerked in her face, a small group of them sipping from bottles like it was game night.
"You aint got time to look around, girl." The burly man moaned, his grip shifting on her knees to spread her even further, Lulu whimpering in response as he kept thrusting hard inside.
"Oh right! Good game last time, big fella!" One of the older men exclaimed from the bench. Her burly lover simply grunted his acknowledgement, eyes fiery as his thrusts grew more and more eager, Lulu feeling him begin to harden inside of her ever so slowly.
"Of course it was, oldtimer..." He moaned, leaning back even further, raising his chin as his face oscillated between strain and bliss. Lulu whimpered, feeling him turn harder still, the constrictions of her incoming climax pushing feebly against his efforts as he kept slamming himself against her mercilessly.
"... the Luca Goers always win..."
Lulu's eyes widened, and a shadow of a smile passed over the man's lips. His hips rolled forward, slamming into her thick butt with finality as his hands spread her legs to her very limit - a hard, hot jet of seed shooting inside her, absolutely painting her insides. The twitching of his member and the feeling of his massive balls straining up against her buttocks sent Lulu over the edge, her back arching and head snapping backwards as the most powerful climax she'd ever experienced hit her like a tidal wave. Losing any semblance of control of her faculties, her eyes fluttered shut as her tongue trailed out, greedily lashing the air as though she had the power coax the moment to last longer.
Perhaps she did. It would be well over a minute of the man simply standing there, his body repeating the process of seemingly losing some of its tension before, inevitably, bristling up again - over and over, and always accompanied by another jet of seed, another moan, until the possessive thrusts turned into twitches, the jets turned into trickles, and finally, through the fog, she felt him begin to soften inside of her.
"... mmhh.. that's a good whore... I'll see about my vote on the matter, mayor... Hell, if you wanna make sure you got me on board, though... oh... perhaps we can talk again after all this is over... in private?"
Lulu simply nodded rapidly, almost feverishly, her breath caught in her throat as the owner of the Luca Goers pulled out of her unceremoniously, leaving a violent torrent of seed to leak out of her, gushing and spilling onto the floor below.
The man who stepped up next did not seem to care.
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Aftermath Wallpaper(s)! I'm scheduling this from yesterday (Monday) in order to take my birthday off, so when you're reading this I'm off somewhere doing some kind of celebration stuff. Figured it was prudent to give you all something in return while I'm off lazying about and being showered in gifts, and since I couldn't really decide between the two poses I made, here's a small gift from me to you in the form of an extra wallpaper in the same scene :)
Thank you, so incredibly much, for your support and for all of your kind words! The next poll will land late (CET) on the 1:st of September, so keep an eye out for that one folks! Now, off to prepare for birthday shenanigans! Hope you're doing well out there!
Take care of yourselves, and each other!
/DH
Comments
Malgus26
Absolutely love these
Gorechuck
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DH!
