Office Fun With White Fox

Nora had noticed that Roger enjoyed novelty and variety in his partners. Even if she attempted to isolate some common factor between his most preferred partners, she could not meaningfully identify one. While a supermajority of his sex partners were heroes (which spoke well of his taste), Bup was not, and he had been happy to have sex with May quite a lot when he believed she was not Fals (a supervillain) but instead just an ordinary human.

Although this would at first appear to be bad for her, as it meant that Roger would likely always want to have sex with women who were not her, she actually thought it was good for her. After all, Nora could easily dress-up and roleplay as a wide variety of different women, allowing him to enjoy sexual variety while in a monogamous lovey-dovey relationship. The only other woman she was aware of who could accomplish the same was Priscilla, but Priscilla's relationship with Roger was clearly casual, as Roger enjoyed casual sex.

However, she had noticed Roger had brought over a new sex partner to his apartment. Himari Takamachi, AKA White Fox. She did have some worries about the woman, as she was an ex-yakuza and thus might still be a bad person, she would not state them aloud. After all, stating them aloud would increase the probability that Himari would feel excluded and ostracized, which would increase the probability she would relapse into crime. It was thus her responsibility to act as an encouraging teammate, particularly given Himari had not done anything wrong. (Sleeping with Roger did not count as doing something wrong, even if it upset Nora, as Roger was an adult and allowed to sleep with whoever he wanted, even if it upset Nora.)

The important thing, however, was the realization that she had something that Nora could not easily replicate: namely, the heavy tattoos that covered her back and arms. It was an elaborate Japanese style of tattoos, and Nora could appreciate them aesthetically. She wondered if Roger enjoyed looking at them while his partner was naked? As Roger was very visually sexually for a man, and tattoos were a highly polarizing trait - people tended to love or hate them - it seemed likely that he did enjoy them in a partner. Perhaps she should get a tattoo or tattoos? She would only need to get them on one body, and if Roger ended up not liking them, then she could simply use that body whenever she needed to recklessly throw a body at an enemy, until it was killed.

However, she did not actually know if Roger was bothered by Himari's tattoos. In fact, she should learn what sorts of tattoos Roger preferred before she got one.

* * *

Himari was a surprisingly enthusiastic texter. The closest equivalents I could think of were Kate and Gillian, but even there, she outdid them. She texted all throughout the day at random, asking me this or that about myself or America or whatever. It seemed like whenever she thought of me, she'd shoot me a text, and I tried to reply back.

It was a little weird. I tried to mentally switch the genders - the guy in a new city constantly texting the girl he's sleeping with. No friends? Or maybe trying to show off his interest? She probably did have no friends.

As I contemplated that question, my phone buzzed. I glanced at the new text.

Hey. Thinking of you.Kinda crazy how hot you are. You busy?

No. Why?

I was thinking about how last time we fucked, you did everything and I pretty much just came my brains out.You like blowjobs, right?

Yes

How about I come over to your office and give you a blowjob?Just for fun?I like making my man feel good.

I'm not your man, but you can come over. I'd definitely appreciate it.

Hey, I wasn't lying when I said that I wasn't busy!

* * *

Himari looked as good as ever, as she casually shrugged off her jacket. She was wearing a tank top again, showing off her full tits and cleavage. There was this casual note to her movements and swagger as she approached me at the desk, trying her best to feign nonchalance. A little smirk was on her lips as she slid up in front of me.

"Hey, Roger," she said, her butt on the edge of my desk. She kicked off her boot, raising the foot up and placing it against my groin. "Wow. Hard already. You really like blowjobs, huh?" She asked, as she rubbed her foot against my dick. "Ha. Thought I'd have to do more to work you up... most guys need a little more foreplay to get this hard," she noted, casually testing out the size of my dick with her foot.

"Not this one. This one wishes you'd stop with the foreplay."

She actually laughed at that, a big grin on her face. "Yeah? Find this a little teasi-mmf!" She was surprised when I yanked her down towards me, forcing her lips against mine. She wound up bent over awkwardly, letting her foot fall back down, but she didn't resist the kiss, panting softly into my mouth as my tongue invaded hers, sliding along her gums, tasting her sweet spit as we made out for a good few seconds.

I popped my lips off hers, and she was actually blushing a bit - either from arousal or embarrassment, I couldn't say. "Yeah. It's teasing. So get down there, and do what you promised."

"Hey, I didn't promise fuck all," she said - though she did get down on her knees. "I just asked what you thought of the idea of me coming to give you a blowjob." She reached up for my pants, unzipping them. "Sheesh. Can't take a little teasing?"

She actually seemed genuinely annoyed, so I tried to course correct. I slowed time as she undid my belt buckle, giving myself several seconds to think through my response before speaking. "Sorry. The main girl I know who teases like that is a complete brat sub, so... when you tease me, I just want to push you down to your knees and have my way with your mouth."

Talking up how sexy she was and how horny she got me worked, because she grinned at that. "Well, I'm not a sub, but I getcha. Can't tell you how many times I've gotten frustrated with some cockteasing guy in my life and wanted to do something like that..." She pulled my pants down at last at that point, dragging my underwear down with them, and my cock burst free into the open air. She let out a soft breath as she stared at it, then shook her head and leaned forward. Her lips softly kissed my cockhead. It was a gentle thing, the softest peck possible, and my dick twitched in response. She swallowed, then wrapped her lips around my cockhead.

I groaned softly in response to the sensation, as she suckled on my tip. She was definitely taking her time and teasing me, but I wasn't about to look a gift blowjob in the mouth. As those lips of hers began their slow, languid descent down my cock, I soon entered her throat. Her tongue sashayed back and forth along the underside of my dick as she took me further and further into her mouth.

I just sighed and enjoyed myself, and soon enough, she was all the way down my cock, my entire length having vanished down her throat. My balls tapped against her chin, and she wetly swallowed around my cock, her throat pulsing up and down in a way that stimulated my whole length. I reached down for her head as she held herself down there, softly petting her in place, and there was a cocky look in her gaze as she held herself down there, tongue slithering around. She hummed around my cock - and then, finally, peeled herself up and off. My cock came free of her mouth with a wet pop, and she spoke again.

"Roger," she said, casually wiping at her mouth with the back of her hand. "You shouldn't be so quiet while a girl's sucking your dick. Would you like it if you were going down on a girl, and all she did was pant and twitch? That's for exhibitionist sex. When it's the two of us, you're supposed to praise the gal sucking your dick."

She dove down my cock again, and I cast my head back, my hips bucking up into her face a moment later. She swallowed around my length. "That's good," I breathe out. "Fuck, you're actually really, nnn, good at this," I told her, as she held herself down there, hands clamping onto my waist. At this angle, I could actually see her ass, currently balanced on her heels, and it was a damn nice view - something I decided to inform her off. "Your ass is fantastic, by the way. Fuck. Actually, can you take off your top? I want to see your tattoo while you suck my dick."

She slithered off my length at that point, taking her time, her tongue sinuously sliding back and forth along the underside of my cock. Her cheeks caved inward as she sucked on my length, the intense pressure increasing the pleasure of my dick sliding out of her throat. Once my cock popped free altogether, she spoke up. "That's better. For a guy who likes having his dick sucked, you're not that good at it," she said, which was actually somewhat hurtful - but any hurt was soon forgotten as she grasped the base of her top and pulled it up and over her head. Her tits were still contained in a sports bra at that point, but that was soon gone too, revealing her luscious big breasts to open air, the things heaving softly with arousal as she remained kneeling in front of me. She casually licked her lips - and then leaned forward to suck my cock all the way up again.

She moved fast on the downstroke. It was always a quick, smooth movement, a devouring of my whole length as she absorbed my entire dick into her throat. "Ahh, fuck," I grunted, my hips bucking up into her face again. "God, you're so hot," I breathed out, honestly intensely aroused. I had edged myself towards the very tip of my seat, so in the current position, I could feel her tits brushing against my thighs softly as they hung low on her body. Her hands slid down to my thighs, helping me stay in position. Her tattoo was upside down at this point, but it looked beautiful, stretched across her naked back. "Your tattoo is nice too," I grunted. "It really compliments your, ahn, skin, and you're good with your tongue, and-"

She hummed around my cock, cutting me off. I almost came, but managed to avoid doing so by activating my power. It did leave me stuck inside her tight, wet throat as her hum played out in slow motion, a gentle vibration around my whole dick that had my eyes peeling back. I tried to mentally steady myself, and the process took quite a while - but I did, eventually, succeed. I let time come back to normal, and instantly, the sensations around my cock intensified. "Ah, fuck, fuck, you're so- nnng, God, I don't want to come yet," I gasped out.

She slid back and off my cock at that point, popping off with a small wet noise. Her tits were exposed like that, casually shown off as she looked up at me. "You don't want to come yet? So all that talk about hating teasing was a lie, then?" She leaned in towards my cock, kissing at the very base. "You want me to drag you around in pleasure, keep your dick nice and warm and wet and hard, but you don't want to come?" She slid her tongue all the way up my length, a long, laborious movement, the last little flick of her tongue making my dick bounce. "Well?"

"Yes," I breathed out. "I want a nice, long, drawn out blowjob, not a quickie."

She let out an affected sigh. "Sheesh. You better pay me back later."

"What, with head?" I actually hadn't eaten her out.

"With one of those fuck sessions where you do it so good I come like twenty times in a row." She paused. "Wait, can you do that for head, too?"

"I can, actually," I told her, and she responded by leaning forward towards my cock. Her tongue danced outside of her mouth, sliding across the crown of my dick, slithering along my cockhead. She rotated her head around in a long, slow movement, her tits brushing against my thighs - and my cock, too, for just a moment, the feeling of soft, full flesh teasing and making my dick twitch again. "Oh, that's something," I breathed out.

"Oh, right. You like paizuri too, huh?" She shifted her body up, positioning her tits so they hung low over my cock. My dick pointed right at her sternum, and in that position, I could only swallow, my hands tightening on the arm rests of my chair, while she grasped her tits in either hand and squished them around my cock. I groaned, jerking up into her tits. "You like my big boobs around your dick, don't you?" She intensified the pressure. "Say it."

"I like it, I like paizuri, I like your fat tits crushed around my cock," I told her, and she increased the pressure, starting to shift her hands up and down her breasts as she worked me over like that. "Fuck, fuck, Himari, I'm gonna-"

She let go of her tits at that point, letting my cock just twitch and throb in the air as she shifted back onto her haunches. Her hand went to the base of my dick, tightening around it. "You said you wanted it dragged out," she told me with a cocky smirk. "Did that change? If it changed, you gotta tell me. You gotta say something like - Himari, I really, really want to come on your tits."

I groaned, not quite capable of verbalizing after getting so close to the edge, and used my power, giving me the time and space to recover.

It also gave me the space to realize that coming on Himari's tits was a terrible idea. It wasn't like I had a bunch of toilet paper or paper towels to wipe her up with - she'd just be a complete mess, coated in spunk, not even able to pull on her shirt. So, instead, when I resumed time, I grabbed her ponytail and directed her up to my cock. "No, I want to come down your tight throat," I told her, before driving her down my length. I groaned as I felt myself hilt inside her, and she just hummed and slurped and licked, not upset at all by my forceful grab of her head.

No, from her perspective, this was hot. It was like eating a girl out and she clenched her thighs around your head. I just pumped her up and down my dick a few times, while her tongue, throat, and lips went absolutely wild around my cock. Slurping, tightening, cheeks hollowing, staring up at me insistently, practically demanding I came.

I did. I pushed her down to the base one last time and just erupted straight down her throat, twitching and gasping in my seat as I tightened my grip on her ponytail. Her throat hungrily gulped down every last drop, encouraging me to fully drain my balls inside of her.

Once I was done coming, I peeled her off, panting as I flopped back in my seat. She just smiled up at me, looking smug as hell - and then the door to my office opened.

I straightened up and leaned forward, scooting my chair forward to try to hide the fact that I wasn't wearing my pants at the moment. My dick wound up rubbing across Himari's face, but my attention was on the woman who'd entered.

Nora.

"Roger. I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Ah, this isn't really a good time..."

Nora frowned. "Your computer has fallen asleep, so you cannot be working," she said. "Why is it not a good time?" When I didn't immediately answer, she decided to barrel on. "My question is not very complicated, and I think it is the sort of thing that would interest you."

I let out a soft sigh. I'd just answer her question, and then she'd leave, and Himari could get dressed. "Sure. What is it?"

Himari then chose to run her tongue slowly up my dick from the base. My toes immediately curled. My whole body tightened up. I activated my power to avoid letting out a loud squeak - but of course, in the process, I slowed down the pace of Himari's tongue along my dick to an agonizingly pleasant crawl, her breath tickling my cock in slow motion.

A few seconds later, I recovered enough from the surprise to resume time. Nora was speaking. "...sort of tattoo you like."

"What? Sorry, I think I missed the start of that sentence."

"I said, I am considering getting a tattoo on one of my bodies, and I wanted to know what sort of tattoo you like. I am willing to get a tattoo of your name, if you would like that. Do not worry about it being overly possessive, as I am capable of removing tattoos without spending money."

"You are?" I asked in surprise. Of course, Himari's response was to lick even more enthusiastically along my cock. Not a noisy lick, either - just planting her tongue on my cock and then sliding it along slowly.

"Yes," she agreed. "I simply get the body with the tattoo killed, and then, I no longer have the tattoo. My power resets to a base, so this does not significantly reduce my efficacy in the field."

"I see," I breathed out through gritted teeth. Himari was up to my tip, and she simply wrapped her lips around my cockhead, forming a tight seal - then began to slowly force herself down. She was absolutely enjoying this, wanting to make me squeal or squirm or otherwise give in. I just strained and leaned forward and laced my fingers together, extraordinarily grateful that Nora was autistic. I really doubted a more socially aware girl wouldn't realize what was going on under my desk at this point, as Himari throated my entire cock and began to rhythmically swallow around it. The quiet gulps around my length felt insanely loud to me, but they must have been objectively quiet.

"Yes. Therefore, simply tell me what, if any, tattoos you would like me to try out. You can then have sex with me, while I am tattooed. I will use Priscilla's power to 'preview' the tattoos, so do not be worried about coming up with a design that is not as appealing in real life as in your imagination."

"Right," I said, nodding along. "Tattoos. For Nora. To have. On her body." My toes were curled as tight as fists, as Himari held herself down in my groin, swallowing around my length again and again, each pulse of her throat frying my brain that little bit more as my whole body trembled. "A - a pelvic tattoo, of my initials, inside a heart?" It was the first thing I thought of, my sex-mad brain incapable of coming up with something nicer, like a flower on her butt or something.

Nora tilted her head curiously. "I see. You like the thought of defining a woman as yours very much." She nodded to herself. "That is consistent with many of the other things you have done and said. What sort of heart?"

"I don't know!" Himari was still throating my cock, seeming to enjoy frying my brain this way, wanting me to mess up and make it obvious. Nora actually flinched somewhat at my volume. "Sorry. I don't know. You can - try it out with Priscilla, and I'll - I'll tell you what I think."

"Hm. Priscilla will likely not want to look at my groin in order to make the mark," she said. "Are you sure there isn't-"

"Tell her I'll let her do the thing to me again if she does," I gasped out, hands tightened into fists. "There. Done? Good? That work?"

"I do not know what 'the thing' is, but I will assume it is something sexual that I therefore do not want to know about, as I do not like the thought of you being sexual with other women." She leaned towards me, kissing me on the forehead. "I hope that you enjoy the tattoo, but it is just temporary, so if you do not, that is also the okay."

"Mhm," I nodded, then made a small shooing noise with my hand.

Nora took my gesture to heart and left. The moment the door clicked closed behind her, I grabbed Himari by the hair and yanked her off my cock, gasping for air as I was suddenly relieved of so much tension. My cock furiously throbbed right in front of her face, threatening to erupt at any moment, and she just gazed up at me with the cockiest damn expression she'd yet worn.

"Managed to control yourself, just barely." She idly stroked my cock as she spoke, my length throbbing and pulsing in her grasp, a droplet of precum oozing out the tip. She leaned forward to lick it up. "Fun, huh?"

"Haaa, ha. Fun? Really? What if she'd found you?"

"Then she'd have seen me sucking her boyfriend's dick," Himari said, shrugging her shoulders (which did some nice things to her breasts). "Or whatever you two are."

"You're topless," I grunted, as she stroked my cock all the harder. Given that Nora and I weren't in an exclusive relationship, it probably would have been... mostly fine, if she'd caught us. "Guh."

"Come on. It was hot, wasn't it? Trying to hold back from splurting and coming right in front of her while I slurped on your dick like a champ?"

I don't know if 'hot' was quite the word I'd used to describe it - but it certainly worked up a lot of tension, and Himari's cocky attitude wasn't exactly encouraging self-control, so I grabbed her hair in a tangle and started to just roughly fuck her face on my cock, enjoying the wet feeling of repeatedly violating her throat. She didn't mind at all, humming happily, looking even more smug as she got facefucked on my dick, and I just groaned, enjoying the show, the way her back arched and twisted, her big tits bouncing on each and every thrust.

I wasn't holding back, so I soon blew my load all over the inside of her throat, groaning as I held her down in my pelvis, panting heavily as I fell back in my chair. She pulled herself off, giving my dick one last peck, before she gathered her clothes to get dressed.

"See you later for payback," she said, giving my thigh a little slap, then giving me a wink as she pulled on her tank top. "I'll decide on head or fucking by then."

"Yeah," I agreed, finally slowing down time so I could recover and pull my pants on before she left my office.

I just laid there, catching my breath, and let out one long, ragged sigh.

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