She is Turned Around(sequel to Turn Right, Stupid)
Blackout Moments
Chapter 6: Blackout Moments
Blackout:
Shinji sitting on the table, his cock slathered in butter and syrup, Asuka and Misato sitting on the floor (where Misato had been crying the night before) giggling and slurping the sweetness. Asuka guiding his balls into Misato’s mouth. Misato had never done that before. Not with Kaji, not with any man. Not even her Papa. Had she done it now with a 14-year-old boy? But she did it for Shin Papa.
Blackout:
Asuka, one leg bent at the knee balanced on chair, Misato happily kissing, practically devouring the teenaged girl’s pussy while Shinji pounded away at her from behind. Or was that Maya Ibuki she had performed oral on? Had Maya been there? Impossible! She hadn’t done oral on another woman since that weekend with Ritsu & Kaji, when they were in college. She remembered the taste, the smell so well, but was Maya ever here? No. Couldn’t be… Could it?
Blackout
Had they asked her questions about her life, things she had never revealed to another person? She told them about every lover, every man, woman or vegetable that had been inside her. She happily told them every secret at NERV she had ever discovered. Had Asuka asked what it was like to be in a catatonic state for years as a teen. Being conscious and aware, but unable to move or talk. The attendants who had raped her… the abortions. (Had Asuka actually asked her how to put someone in a catatonic state so they couldn’t react when you beat them and fucked them?). No, not possible.
Blackout:
Had she really begged Shin Papa to invite his friends over to fuck her? Asuka said she did. Was she that perverted that such things could even cross her mind? Did she actually start crying when Asuka called Suzahara and he’d refused to come because she was such an “haggard old fuck bag”? Well, she’d show him who was a “haggard old fuck bag,” she swore. Her Shin Papa just laughed.
Blackout:
They were on the roof of the apartment building. Misato had never been up here before. She was bending over the railing, her heavy breasts hanging over. Shinji was behind her, his cock buried deep in her twat, her cunt. She loved hearing him grunt as he plowed her. Or was she the one grunting? He reached over, digging one thumb into her nipple until she cried in pain. “God, it hurts so nice!” she exclaimed. She straightened up, stood over a head taller than the boy that she loved. He asked her, “If I asked you to climb over the railing, would you do it?” She shivered and began climbing.