Chapter 4 - On Proving Yourself: Chapter 4

On Proving Yourself
by Volpone

Chapter 4


          About a minute later, he was again out of the bath and drying off.
          The five remaining women exchanged looks. Quinn had caught snatches of their
conversation, both earlier and more recent, most of which had been mildly unladylike and
almost all rather complimentary. Early portions had involved his fighting style, which none
seemed to be able to fault except when they caught him pulling his punches. The later
comments had been of a considerably more personal nature, but which he could not take as
anything other than being a verbal ovation.
          Again donning his gi, he crossed to the mat and took up an identical position as he had
earlier. The way he moved looked like an instant replay to him, but for the women who were
used to animation, there was nothing unusual about it.
          “And who will be next?”
          Again, all five women hesitated. True, they were rather eager to try him out
horizontally, but they were all intimidated, both by his fighting ability and his erotic capacity.
          Finally, Azure said, “What the hell? You only live once.”
          Quinn didn’t tell her this wasn’t true for members of Phoenix.
          Again, the same formal bows were exchanged. Again, they fell into opening stance.
          And again, the woman attacked first.
          Azure was much more traditional in her approach. Quinn took her measure, but then
started challenging her to see if she would improve against a worthy opponent. Surprisingly,
she managed to do quite well. She was in Fantasia’s class, or possibly a bit better because
she didn’t have quite the same tendencies to telegraph. This was probably due to the fact that
her chest was a bit smaller, though still exceptional.
          This gave Quinn a thought. He knew she was doing fairly well, but she wasn’t treating
him like a serious opponent. She was behaving like they were sparring, not as if she really
wanted to hit him.
          He decided that she needed a bit of motivation. The next time he could get inside her
guard, instead of pulling his punch, he got in and grabbed a handful of very nice woman breast
and gave her a quick squeeze.
          Azure’s eyes got large and she muttered, “Bastard!” as she tried to backhand him in the
face. He dodged and the side of her fist barely brushed by his cheek.
          Good. Now she isn’t going to pull her punches.
          Now she came at him much more aggressively, and if he had been slower she likely
would have kicked him in the side of the head at least once or twice.
          The third time she tried to kick him in the face, he again slipped inside and grabbed,
this time taking her by one breast while his other hand cupped her between the thighs right
over her pubis, his fingers covering the area of her lower lips. But rather than just squeezing,
he lifted and gave her a flip. He did it in a way to allow her to recover, and sure enough, she
turned the fall into a full flip, landing in a crouch but not falling.
          Her eyes flashed, and he knew she was pissed.
          Still, she kept her head and didn’t let herself fight emotionally. She kept after him,
trying her best to knock him right off the mat.
          Excellent. She was the kind who might make a very good agent.
          Now it was fun time.
          She went into a spinning back kick, aiming right for the center of his chest, but instead
of moving aside, he dropped low and swept her leg, her foot passing a good six inches over
his head as he took her support from under her.  (It was a mistake so many opponents made
when facing him.  He was six feet tall, making most who faced him shorter.  It also gave
him a better reach which made his low line attacks to effective.)
          Azure slapped the mat hard, and he kept his own momentum going so that he could
spin around and drop full length on top of her.
          “Enough?” he asked softly.
          Her breathing was labored, and she hadn’t quite forgiven him for the tricks he’d played
earlier. It was just insulting.
          “I don’t think I’m going to…”
          He stopped her finishing the thought with a kiss.
          At first she was ready to throw him off angrily, but his kiss wasn’t forceful. He didn’t try
to shove his tongue in her mouth.
          It was a nice kiss.
          Oh, shit, she thought, and put her arms around his neck to return the kiss.
          Over the next thirty seconds, the kiss went from nice to nice to very nice to hot and
heavy to “let’s fuck”.
          Quinn realized that he couldn’t play Azure the same way he’d played Fantasia. Trying
to dominate her after what he’d done in their match would trigger her anger again, and he
wanted her to enjoy herself, not let her stung pride get in the way.
          He let her take the lead, which was just as well since she was already pushing him back
onto the mat. When he was lying on his back, she knelt upright above him and reached up to
skin off the tight red knit top she wore. She did have very nice breasts. Every bit as nice as
Avis or Fantasia, though Fantasia still had the edge in pure volume.
          Azure’s hands went down and she pushed the gi back from his chest, her hands
slowing as she ran them over the smooth skin and firm muscles beneath. Her fingers fumbled
with the knot of his belt, but she soon had it undone and tossed aside.
          They wouldn’t be needing that.
          He sat up enough to finish removing the top of his gi, and he moved forward until he
could kiss her wonderful chest. This must have been what she wanted since she tilted her
head back, eyes closed as she gave a throaty moan. He paid close attention to her fabulous
nipples.
          But Azure seemed impatient to move beyond the preliminaries.
          Again, she pushed him back, hauled his pants off, and then added her own distinctive
blue pants to the pile. She had them both naked when she straddled his chest facing his feet,
leaned down and proceeded to suck his rapidly hardening cock. It was a nice cock, long and
proportionately thick, and she loved sucking it. She wrapped both hands around the base like
it was a baseball bat. This left the top several inches free for her to try to swallow, which she
did a fair job of.
          Her position was one that Quinn couldn’t resist, so he took her by the hips and gave her
already wet cunt a very deep, moving kiss.
          Azure moaned around her mouthful of rigid rod, but she kept sucking, taking as much
of the six inches above her hands as she could. It was a bit of a stretch for her, but she finally
started to get her gag reflex under control enough to try taking him deep. With each descent
of her mouth, she would manage just a bit more. When she came up, she would take a loud
breath and swallow before trying again to take him all the way down.
          Her hips were busy at the same time, moving up and down as he kissed and licked at
her pussy. When he felt she was prepared, he put his lips over her pronounced clit and
sucked… hard.
          It seemed to do the trick since stopped sucking for the moment gave voice to a very
nice orgasm.
          Quinn kept it going for almost a minute before the blonde reached back and pushed
him away from her cunt, needing to breathe before she passed out. She paused as she let
her head fall forward and closed her eyes, her head dropping to the right of his erect cock.
It took her about fifteen seconds to recover, but instead of returning to previous
activities, she got onto all fours and gestured him forward.
          “Here.”
          As he moved closer, she aimed herself so that he knew what she was after, and when
he got behind her, she aimed him at the entrance of her hot, slippery pussy and pushed back.
          “Oohhhhh, fu…..”
          She didn’t try to take him to the hilt. He’d be hitting her cervix long before that, so she
simply took what she could, and then reached back and moved his hands onto her hanging
breasts.
          Taking her lead, he started groping her full chest as he started moving, pumping into
her expectant pussy.
          She dropped down onto her forearms, putting her forehead to the mat as she
concentrated on getting well and thoroughly fucked.
          His hands kept moving, squeezing, pulling, and his rod kept filling her again and again
as she closed her eyes and made growing sounds of pleasure. She was rocking back to meet
his thrusts, groaning out in time until she started getting increasingly vocal, her voice rising and
the wordless moans and cries becoming more frenzied.
          “Oh, god, YES!” she finally exclaimed. It was the last coherent thing she said for a
while, because her orgasm left her unable to form complete words. She came and hunched
hard, her entire body spasming as waves of ecstasy shook her again and again.
          Quinn’s fingers found their way to the hard nipples pressing against his palms, and he
took them both and squeezed.
          Azure gave an inarticulate cry of soaring pleasure and came even harder.
          He kept on in a similar manner for another ten minutes, making Azure squirm and pant
and scream out climax after climax.
          When he felt she’d been well primed for the next act, he stepped up the action by
moving from the lower hole to her upper. The ever-convenient squeeze tube of lubricant
appeared just as it was needed, and he applied a nice slippery coat before pressing the head
of his cock against her tight asshole. She bit her lip and gave a whimper, but she pressed
back hard to force him into the ring of her anus. When he popped inside, she cried
“Ohhhhhhh!” but kept pushing backward until he was buried balls deep in her delicious
derriere. 
          One thing about hentai babes… they all loved anal.
          Going forward even more, eyes still shut tight, put the side of her face to the mat and
brought her right hand back to massage her now vacant pussy as he started moving. In
seconds, he was sliding three-fourths of his twenty-five centimeters in and out of her receptive
ass.
          It only took her about thirty seconds to get to her next orgasm.
          Considering how far-gone she was, Quinn was genuinely surprised when she managed
two clear words:
          “DON’T… STOP!”
          He didn’t.
          And then she screamed. Not just a little cry, but one where she buried her face in the
crook of her arm to muffle a real howl of unbelievable climax.
          As soon as she quieted down, Quinn spoke to her for the first time since the start of
their match.
          “Come on, . How many more like that do you have in you?”
          It seemed she had one more in her immediately. She screamed just like the last time
and shook all over as she came… and came hard.
          He wasn’t sure if it was simply getting well fucked up the ass like this or his words or a
combination of everything, but he wanted her to enjoy herself to the fullest.
          “Come on, ,” he repeated. “Give me another one. Come on. Let it go.”
          And she did, howling and thrashing even harder than before.
          “Give me another one, babe. Come on.” And he pinched down on her nipples again.
          That did it. She gave yet another muffled howl and literally bounced so hard in spasm
that they both moved in the process.
          He let her calm down slightly, but she kept burying her fingers into her wet cunt as hard
and fast as she could, rubbing herself off as he fucked her wanton ass so incredibly.
          Quinn was ready to finish as well.
          “Ready, . Now the big one. Really let it go.”
          And he started moving faster.
          Just as she felt his cock buck and send jet upon jet of hot, slippery come into her ass, Azure squealed, then again, and just as he’d asked, buried her mouth in the crook of her arm
again and just let loose. She howled as she had the most incredible orgasm of her life and
flopped hard several times. It took about thirty seconds for them both to finish before she
collapsed forward flat on the mat, utterly spent. Cum oozed out of her well-used ass as she
fell forward, panting in the aftermath of such a phenomenal orgasm.
          Quinn lay forwards on her, not putting all his weight on her but enough for her to feel
the warm body of a man covering her. Then he bent his head down and gently kissed his
favorite spot where neck and shoulder join. She gave a strong shudder and gasped slightly as
he brought another brief moment of orgasm to her over-taxed body.
          As he lay there, he heard Crimson say to the others, “I’m not sure I’m up to this.”
          He curled around Azure, putting her on the inside of a spoon, and without a word she
moved his hands onto her breasts. He was familiar with this. It wasn’t a signal that she was
ready to go again. It was simply that she wanted to be held and desired, even without the sex.
It took about two minutes or so before she had relaxed again. When he felt the last
tremor pass and her breathing return to normal, he got to his knees and scooped her up
exactly as he had both of the previous ladies, carrying her over to deposit her very gently into
the soothing hot water of the tub.
          “Are you okay?” he asked solicitously.
          She looked at him and said, “Do you do this every time?”
          “Do what?”
          “This.” She gestured to take in all of their surroundings. “Take a group of women, carry
them off, take them one at a time and fuck them ‘til they can’t see straight, let alone walk, and
then repeat the whole thing again?”
          Quinn admitted, “I haven’t ever heard it put quite that way before. Actually, this multiple
partner thing is fairly new to me. Until the last year or so, I limited myself to one lady per
evening, and usually the same one for considerable lengths of time.”
          “No one could survive that,” she commented, thinking of going through what she had
just experienced several times in a night, every day for who knows how long.
          “So my wives have told me,” he said with a grin. “They say that I’m like Disneyland… a
fun place to visit but too much to live there full time.”
          “’Wives’?” Azure asked.
          He nodded, and Avis said, “That makes sense. If you have enough love, there’s no
reason not to have more than one wife. Or husband. Or both.”
          He looked at her with new respect. She was going to fit into life on Tertius very well.
          “Avis, you surprise me. Here, you look so sweet and beautiful and sexy that a man can
completely forget that you have a brain. I apologize. I will never forget again.”
          She smiled, then dropped her head and blushed. She thought she had forgotten how.



