She is Turned Around(sequel to Turn Right, Stupid)
The Night Before
Chapter 3: The Night Before
Misato was under house arrest at NERV because of some incident concerning Kagi. Shinji had not been surprised. He had made some friends in the Second Section and had some idea that trouble was coming. He wondered if he should tell Asuka that “her beloved” Kaji was in under suspicion. It would be a test for her.
He was on his back, she was riding his dick, their hands locked. He began to squeeze them and told her, wanting to see her reaction. She looked at him, momentarily pausing her ride up and down his shaft. Then laughed. “You bastard! You like giving me bad news when fucking me, don’t you?”
“Actually, you’re fucking me right now… or you were. Don’t stop. How do you feel?”
“I never meant anything to him. I was just a stupid little girl he was supposed to take care of.”
“He might get himself killed this time, you OK with that?” Leaning over, she began to bounce her small ripe titties in his face, teasing him, waiting for him to snap and bite one of her rosy pink nipples. There was already on fresh bite mark on one and a healing cut on the other.
“If he dies, he dies. He deserves it.” Shinji rolled her over on her back, her long lovely legs stretched over her head, toes pointed downwards. She was so flexible, could tuck her feet against her ears, causing her pussy to gape. Shinji loved that about the cruel German girl. He began pistoning himself into her welcoming pussy as she moaned and ran her fingers through his hair. They were unable to speak for a while, too busy trying to breathe. Then, as he erupted, “I’m gonna fuck you to death, you Kraut bitch!” She bared her teeth, biting his hand. “You wish!”
The next day:
Asuka was at Maya making preparations, though as far as anyone knew she was staying with Hikari.
The phone had rung earlier. Shinji hadn’t picked up, surprised. Kaji-san? He listened to the message as it was being recorded. He wasn’t sure what it was all about. Kaji was leaving her? Something was going on. Something bad. Something final?
He went back to his room and waited.
He heard something. He took his ear buds out.
Crying came from the other room. Hysterical. He’d never heard Misato cry like that.
She was breaking,
Broken.
He went into the kitchen. She was on her knees on the floor, her head on the table. He went over and leaned next to her. Waited.
Holding her. Letting her cry. Just being there for her. She didn’t pull away. She leaned into him, the only object of comfort and safety left in her entire life. Eventually he stood and helped her to her feet, she hadn’t stopped crying, alternately cursing and moaning for Kaji, her Kaji. He took her to his room, lowered her to his bed. She didn’t object as he removed her clothing. The only reaction besides the tears, she bit her lip and turned away. Her breasts were heavy, dark brown nipples hard like diamonds between his fingers. Her tights were torn and he pulled them away exposing her mound, covered by a thick thatch of blue-black hair. It made a nice change from Maya’s sparse brown curls and Asuka’s shaved pinkness.
Even as she pulled him tightly into her, she moaned “No, no, no” over and over. “Yeah, right” Shinji thought, “Not gonna’ happen.” He took a nipple in his mouth. And played his tongue over it. Licking. Sucking.” Crying and moaning in pleasure and release at the same time. Her breasts were soft and heavy.
In spite of her voiced objections, she was frantically pushing down his pants.
“Good,” he thought.
She reached for him, hard as an iron in her hands and began rubbing him into her moistened pussy. She gasped as he slipped inside her. This was a woman, not a girl like Maya or Asuka. She needed to be fucked long and hard. Shinji discovered how deeply he needed to fuck this whore, his latest conquest.
She begged in his ear. “Please, please don’t come inside me. Inside me.” It was far too late for that, not that he would have stopped if he could have. Besides, didn’t seem to bother her that much when her own orgasm ripped through her moments later… at least judging by the way she had clawed his back. “Gotta’ get the bitch to trim those claws,” he mused.
She gasped and looked at him in horror. “What have I done?” she was wailing.
“Stupid cunt! You were fucking me, what else do you think?!?” he wanted to say. But instead he held her to his chest and rocked her like a child, gently shushing her.
His kissed her on the forehead, on the cheeks until she began kissing him back. Harder. More insistently. Her tongue was eager in his mouth. Sucking at his. Then she sought something of his much nicer to suck on. He smiled, “Round Two.”
“She really IS a whore”, he thought as he drifted off to sleep, sometime later. “Too bad she snores.”