OutBreak Survival

You laugh softly while moving forward, fingers curling around Albedo's alabaster horns - smooth, warm beneath your grip - and pull her into a kiss. Her yellow eyes widen briefly before her lips part against yours, tongue meeting yours with deliberate hunger. When you break away, she's breathing harder.

"The bed," you say simply, already dismissing your clothing slowly into the inventory as you cross the into the bedroom.

Maria's clothes fall piece by piece as she follows - skirt dress pooling at her feet, stockings peeled away, bra unclasped and dropped. By the time you settle onto the four-poster mattress, she's naked and climbing over you. Her violet eyes lock with yours as she straddles your hips, pussy already slick and hot as she grinds against your erection.

"You heard Albedo's directive," Maria murmurs, angling her hips until your cock slides between her lips. She rocks forward slowly, coating you in her wetness. "I mount your cock. They take your face."

She sinks down in one smooth motion, enveloping you completely. The wet heat of her cunt grips you as she settles with a satisfied exhale, thighs spread wide across your hips. "Perfect."

Albedo moves first, her white gown vanishing into her inventory as she approaches the bed. Her pale skin contrasts against the deep burgundy sheets. Black wings fold behind her as she climbs up, positioning herself above your head with elegant precision. Her thighs bracket your face - smooth skin and the scent of arousal immediate and intense.

"Begin," she commands softly.

You don't hesitate. Your tongue finds her already-wet folds, tracing along her slit before pressing inside. She tastes clean, slightly sweet, her body shuddering as you work. Maria starts riding you with slow, deliberate strokes - rising until only your head remains inside before dropping down to take you fully again.

Albedo's breathing quickens. "There - yes, exactly there -" Her voice breaks as your tongue circles her clit, then flicks rapidly. Her thighs tremble against your head. "Don't stop -"

Maria leans forward, bracing her hands on either side of Albedo's hips, changing the angle so your cock drives deeper with each downward thrust. The sensation is exquisite - Maria's pussy gripping you rhythmically while Albedo grinds against your mouth, her arousal coating your lips and chin.

"He's gotten better at this," Albedo gasps, her composure cracking. Her wings flare slightly. "Very - ah - very skilled -"

You focus on her clit, sucking gently before returning to rapid flicks with your tongue. Her entire body goes rigid. She comes with a sharp cry, thighs clamping around your head as she pulses against your mouth. You keep licking through her orgasm until she finally pulls away, breathing hard.

"Bulma," Maria says without stopping her riding. "Your turn."

Bulma climbs onto the bed next, her blue ponytail swaying as she positions herself above your face. Her thighs spread wide, and you catch the clean scent of her arousal before she settles down. Your hands move immediately to her hips, fingers digging into soft flesh as your tongue finds her already-wet folds.

"Oh - that's -" Her voice catches as you trace along her slit, then press inside. Your hands slide upward, palms cupping her breasts through her shirt. She's not wearing a bra. You squeeze gently, fingers finding her nipples through the fabric and circling them until they stiffen.

Maria continues riding you with slow, deliberate strokes, her pussy gripping you rhythmically. The dual sensation - Bulma's taste flooding your mouth while Maria's heat surrounds your cock - makes you groan against Bulma's clit.

"He's - yes," Bulma gasps, grinding down against your mouth. Your fingers knead her breasts more firmly now, alternating between gentle massage and harder squeezes. "Very - ah - very thorough -"

You suck on her clit, tongue flicking rapidly, and her thighs tremble. One hand releases her breast to slide down her stomach, fingers spreading her lips wider so your tongue can drive deeper. She tastes slightly salty, clean, her body responding immediately to every movement.

"Don't stop - right there -" Her breathing quickens. You focus on the spot that makes her hips jerk, licking with firm pressure while your other hand continues working her breast. "Oh fuck - I'm -"

She comes hard, her entire body going rigid as she pulses against your mouth. You keep licking through her orgasm until she finally pulls away, collapsing beside the bed with shaky legs.

Kurumu takes her place immediately, purple underwear already discarded. Her wings flutter once as she straddles your face, blue hair falling around her shoulders. "My turn, Master," she says breathlessly.

Your hands grip her waist, pulling her down firmly. She's incredibly wet, arousal coating your lips and chin as you begin working her with your tongue. Your palms slide up to cup her breasts - fuller than Bulma's, soft and warm. You massage them in slow circles while your tongue traces patterns against her clit.

"Yes - just like that -" Kurumu's voice carries a desperate edge. Your thumbs brush over her nipples, feeling them harden instantly. You pinch them gently, rolling them between your fingers while sucking on her clit.

Maria leans forward above you, changing the angle so your cock hits deeper with each thrust. The sensation makes your hips buck slightly, and Kurumu moans as the movement rocks her against your face.

"He's making me - oh god -" Kurumu's thighs clamp around your head as she comes, her pussy pulsing against your tongue. You keep licking, hands kneading her breasts firmly until she finally lifts off with a satisfied whimper.

Kurumi takes her position next, heterochromatic eyes gleaming as she straddles your face. Her French maid skirt rides up around her hips, completely exposing her bare pussy - she has stopped wearing panties beneath the outfit. The scent of her arousal hits you immediately, sharp and clean.

"My turn, Master," she breathes, settling down with a soft moan. Your hands grip her thighs, pulling her weight fully onto your mouth. She's incredibly wet already, slick arousal coating your lips as your tongue finds her entrance.

Maria continues her slow, deliberate riding above you, her pussy gripping your cock with each rise and fall. Kurumi grinding against your face while Maria works your shaft - sends pleasure coursing through you.

You trace Kurumi's slit with your tongue, then press inside. Her inner walls flutter against the intrusion. Your hands slide up her thighs to grip her ass, fingers digging into soft flesh as you hold her in place. She tastes faintly sweet, her body responding immediately to every movement.

"Yes - right there -" Her voice carries that familiar breathless quality. You focus on her clit, circling it with firm strokes before sucking gently. Her thighs tremble on either side of your head.

Your fingers knead her ass, spreading her cheeks slightly as your tongue works faster. She rocks her hips, grinding down against your mouth with increasing urgency. The wet sounds of Maria riding you mix with Kurumi's soft whimpers.

"Master - I'm going to -" She doesn't finish the sentence. Her entire body goes rigid as she comes, pussy pulsing against your tongue. You keep licking through her orgasm until she finally lifts off with a satisfied gasp.

Hinata moves forward immediately, her miniskirt maid outfit already hiked up around her waist. Her panties already removed. She positions herself above your face with ease, lavender eyes meeting yours briefly before she settles down.

Her pussy is already dripping with arousal. You grip her hips firmly, pulling her down as your tongue finds her entrance. She tastes clean, slightly salty, her body shuddering at the first contact.

"Goshujin-sama," she whispers, the honorific breathless. Your hands slide up to cup her breasts exposed above the maid uniform, fingers finding her nipples and pinching gently. She gasps, grinding down against your mouth.

You work her methodically - long strokes along her slit, then focused attention on her clit. Your fingers roll her nipples in slow circles while your tongue flicks rapidly. Her breathing quickens, thighs pressing tighter around your head.

Maria shifts above you, changing the angle so your cock drives deeper with each thrust. The sensation makes your hips buck slightly, and Hinata moans as the movement rocks her against your face.

"Please - don't stop -" Her voice carries genuine desperation. You suck on her clit firmly, hands kneading her breasts as she grinds down harder. "I'm - oh -"

She comes with a sharp cry, her pussy clenching rhythmically against your tongue. You keep licking until she pulls away, collapsing beside the bed with shaky legs.

You turn your head slightly, catching sight of Rika still standing in the doorway. Her tactical vest is unbuttoned now, revealing a simple black sports bra underneath. She's watching with that same analytical expression, arms crossed loosely.

"Rika," you call out, voice slightly rough. "Would you like to join?"

She considers for a long moment, dark eyes moving between you, Maria still riding you slowly, and the other women recovering around the bed. Her fingers drum once against her arm - a small tell you've learned means she's thinking carefully.

"On my terms," she says finally, her voice carrying that familiar professional edge. "Like before."

"Always," you confirm.

She nods once, then begins unbuttoning her vest completely.

Rika finishes removing her tactical vest, revealing the simple black sports bra underneath. She sets the vest aside carefully, then reaches for the hem of her shirt - but pauses, her dark eyes meeting yours with that same analytical assessment you've come to recognize.

"I control the pace," she says quietly, more statement than question.

"A woman in control," you confirm, your voice catching slightly as Maria shifts her hips, grinding down harder. The wet heat of her pussy grips you rhythmically, her violet eyes gleaming with satisfaction at your reaction.

Rika nods once, then pulls her shirt over her head in a single smooth motion. The sports bra follows. Her breasts aren't much smaller than most of the others, but firm, her nipples already stiffening in the cool air. She approaches the bed with measured steps, unbuttoning her tactical pants as she walks.

By the time she reaches the bedside, she's completely naked except for her panties - simple black cotton, practical. She hooks her thumbs into the waistband, pausing again to catch your eyes before sliding them down her legs.

Maria leans forward slightly, changing the angle so your cock drives deeper with each thrust. "She likes being watched," Maria murmurs, loud enough for Rika to hear. "Even if she pretends otherwise."

Rika doesn't respond to the comment, but a faint flush colors her cheeks as she climbs onto the bed. She positions herself carefully above your face, thighs spread wide, then lowers herself with the same controlled precision she brings to everything.

Your tongue finds her immediately. She's already wet, arousal coating your lips as you trace along her slit. Her taste is clean, slightly salty, her body responding instantly to the first contact. Your hands grip her thighs, pulling her down more firmly as you work.

"There," she says softly, her voice carrying that same professional edge even now. "Slower circles - yes, exactly like that."

You follow her direction, tongue moving in deliberate patterns against her clit. She rocks her hips slightly, finding the rhythm that works for her. Maria's riding becomes more urgent above you, her breathing quickening as she chases her own climax.

Rika's thighs begin to tremble. You maintain the slow, steady pace she requested, hands kneading her ass as your tongue works. Her fingers thread gently into your hair and her breathing shifts.

"Don't change anything," she whispers. "Right there - keep going -"

Her entire body goes rigid. She comes quietly, a sharp exhale and a shudder running through her, pussy pulsing against your mouth. You keep licking through her orgasm until she finally lifts off, settling beside the bed on shaky legs.

Maria shifts above you, and you suddenly notice Nami standing near the foot of the bed, orange hair framing her face, arms crossed with mock annoyance.

"You had better not have forgotten about me," she says, though her eyes gleam with playful challenge. She's already completely naked, her arousal evident. "I was right here the entire time watching everyone else get their turn."

You reach up with both hands, palms settling on Nami's hips as she positions herself above your face. Her orange hair frames her expression - mock annoyance softening into anticipation.

"I'll make it up to you," you say quietly, fingers tightening their grip. "Promise."

"You better," she murmurs, but her voice carries more breathless need than complaint now. She lowers herself slowly, thighs spreading wider to straddle your head.

Your arms lock around her hips, pulling her down firmly until her pussy presses against your mouth. She's already soaking wet - arousal coating your lips immediately. You taste her clean, slightly salty, her body shuddering at the first contact of your tongue.

"Oh - yes -" Her voice catches as you trace along her slit, then press inside. Your tongue works, exploring every fold and crease while your hands knead her ass, holding her in place. She rocks her hips slightly, grinding down against your face with increasing urgency.

Maria continues riding you above, her pace steady and deliberate. You thrust gently into the sensation - Nami's taste flooding your mouth while Maria's pussy grips your cock - sends pleasure coursing through you.

You focus on Nami's clit, circling it with firm strokes before sucking gently. Her thighs tremble on either side of your head. Your fingers dig into her flesh, spreading her cheeks as your tongue flicks faster.

"Don't stop - right there -" Her breathing quickens, hips jerking with each movement of your tongue. You maintain the same licking with steady pressure while your hands massage her ass in slow circles.

She tastes faintly of salt and clean sweat, her arousal increasing with every passing second. You slide one hand up to grip her hip more firmly, holding her exactly where you want her while your tongue works. The wet sounds of Maria riding you mix with Nami's soft whimpers.

"I'm close - keep going -" Her voice breaks into a gasp. You suck on her clit firmly, tongue flicking rapidly against the sensitive bundle of nerves. Her entire body goes rigid.

She comes hard, pussy pulsing against your mouth as she cries out. You keep licking through her orgasm until she finally lifts off with shaky legs, collapsing beside the bed with a satisfied exhale.

"Okay," she pants, orange hair sticking to her forehead. "You're forgiven."

You rise smoothly, arms wrapping around Maria's waist as you pull her up with you. She gasps softly against your mouth, violet eyes gleaming with anticipation as you maintain the connection between your bodies. With careful control, you roll - twisting your hips to keep yourself buried inside her as gravity shifts.

The burgundy sheets crumple beneath her as her back settles against the mattress. Her dark hair spreads across the pillow, framing her flushed face. You're still deep inside her, her pussy gripping you with wet heat as you lean down to capture her mouth again.

She kisses you back hungrily, one hand threading into your hair while the other grips your shoulder. You begin moving - slow at first, pulling almost all the way out before driving back in with deliberate force. Her breath catches audibly.

"Yes," she whispers against your lips, breaking the kiss. "Harder."

You comply immediately, increasing your pace. Each thrust drives deeper, your hips meeting hers with rhythmic slaps of flesh against flesh. Her legs rise without prompting, ankles crossing behind your back as she tilts her pelvis to take you at a better angle.

"Oh fuck - right there -" Her voice rises, carrying clearly across the room. You catch a glimpse of movement in your peripheral vision - the other women watching intently from where they've settled around the bed. Kurumu's wings flutter once. Hinata's lavender eyes track every movement.

Maria's moans grow louder, more theatrical. She's putting on a show deliberately - her back arching off the mattress, one hand gripping the sheets while the other traces down her own body. "Don't stop - keep fucking me like that -"

You break the kiss, lips moving to her neck. Your teeth graze the sensitive skin there, not quite biting but applying pressure. She whimpers, her inner walls clenching around your cock. Your hands find her breasts, palms covering them completely as you knead the soft flesh. Her nipples press hard against your palms.

"I'm close," she gasps, her thighs tightening around your waist. "Make me come - please -"

You feel her body tensing, her rhythm faltering as she approaches climax. One hand releases her breast, sliding down between your bodies to find her clit. Your fingers circle the swollen bud with firm pressure while you maintain the same deep, hard thrusts.

"Yes - fuck yes -" Her voice breaks into a cry as she comes, pussy spasming around you in rhythmic pulses. You thrust deep one final time, grinding against her as your own orgasm hits. Heat floods through you as you empty yourself inside her, your fingers still working her clit to prolong her pleasure.

She collapses back against the mattress with a satisfied exhale, legs loosening their grip around you. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, violet eyes half-lidded and satisfied.