Chapter 1

Wet Dreams and Thunderstorms Vanilla Ver.

Mamoru Chiba was a lucky guy. He was handsome, the crush of all the ladies, and in secret he was the superhero Tuxedo Mask. Whatever misfortune he suffered early in life losing both his parents and dealing with amnesia was nothing compared to what he had going for him now. He felt like a king.

But there was one other problem. Namely, Usagi Tsukino and all of her hot friends. As much as he liked to dunk on Bunhead, she wasn’t the real apple of his eye. No, his real attention was on Makoto Kino. That aloof air she had mixed with that classic beauty would get any guy’s attention. Nothing like Usagi, as sensible as Ami, straight laced like Rei, and drop dead gorgeous like Minako. But the real thing he liked about her were those breasts. No matter what mood she was in or how modestly she was dressed, there was no hiding her big chest.

Despite his refined persona, his crush had gotten so bad that he would sneak around tailing Usagi and her friends so that once every day, he would be nearby. “Hey, I think Mamo-chan is stalking me!” Usagi would flail about. He’d just smirk and shake his head, saying, “Whatever Bunhead,” and that would be the end of it. The others started off teasing her, but lately they would say they only wish a dreamboat like Mamoru was stalking them. But even an airheaded girl like her was onto something. Seeing pretty ladies like them was always a treat. The real prize though, was Makoto.

He’d see them a lot at the Crown Arcade in Juban. Usagi would be playing at the arcade while her friends would equally tease her and cheer her on. Sometimes they would be competing with each other too. Even with that conservative long skirt of hers on, whenever she’d bend just a little lower, that ass of hers would stick up in the air just right. And the light would shine on her so good that he could see her nubile sexy form through her clothes.

He had a bold idea in his head. He liked to imagine her looking away from them and locking eyes with him as he stared at her. He wouldn’t have minded seeing her break away while they were occupied, see her look at him and smile. She always did look more beautiful when she did that. Maybe she’d join him while Usagi and the others were having their fun.

If she did do that, he would have loved to see her get a more devilish side to her than whenever she was around Usagi. She’d find herself a new friend, a guy friend. If that time ever came to pass, he knew she’d take him on the offer. She’d be the envy of all the others. He couldn’t begin to imagine the look on Bunhead’s face then.

And he knew she’d capitalize on that. Maybe while Usagi was off fuming with the others, Makoto would naughtily flip open the hem of her sailor fuku, showing those big tits of hers underneath. He wouldn’t be surprised to know a headstrong girl like that probably didn’t even wear a bra. He could only begin to imagine how big her nipples were.

Then the real fun would start. He wouldn’t mind unzipping his pants right back, showing her what heat he was packing in turn. They’d sneak off so that he was sitting at one of the tables with her crawling underneath, hidden from the naughty eyes of anyone else there. But there would be plenty of naughty happenings going on.

He wouldn’t mind moving his head back, feeling those hands of hers, soft as they were strong, unzip his pants and pull out his penis. She’d stroke him, getting him harder than he already was, he couldn’t begin to imagine how good she’d work him. All the while he’d just be sitting back, chilling with some food, everyone else there totally oblivious to what was really going on.

Though however good her hands might feel, he knew that it would be nothing compared to her mouth. He wanted to look down at her and cup her cheek, neither of them saying a word, but communicating what he wanted to her perfectly. And she’d lick her lips suggestively and open that mouth of hers wide and take him totally inside of her.

He imagined it might be pretty hard keeping things incognito while that was going on. That soft wet mouth of hers would be good enough on it’s own, but after the weird friendly rivalry he had going on with her girl gang, he liked to think she would be sucking him off like a champ. The two of them would be having their own little secret fling and her under the darkness of the table with everybody else having their fun, nobody would suspect a thing.

The thought of it got him so hard. He was still in the Crown Arcade sitting there eating his lunch, they were off on their own at the arcade minding their own business. But he was staring at her like a hawk, nursing a mean boner in his pants. When she went to leave with Usagi, she momentarily looked back at him. She gave him a polite little smile then looked away. His eyes followed that tight ass of hers the whole way until she was out.

Needless to say, he beat off like crazy as soon as he got home.

And that wasn’t the worst of it. She had that perfect mix of innocent and alluring when she was in her school uniform. But in her outfit as a Sailor Scout, she was drop dead sexy. He’d seen all of her curves when she was in her Sailor Jupiter persona, he saw her lovely hips and every inch of her breasts, it was a miracle he was able to function as Tuxedo Mask at all. He saw plenty more of her too, those long lovely legs, that ass of hers hanging out of that miniskirt, she might as well have been naked.

The next day they were fighting the youma, the two of them had gotten separated from the rest of the Sailor Scouts. They were in an alleyway, cornered. These youma were pretty tough too, and they were forced to fight, back to back. She smiled at him. “There’s nobody else I’d like to have my back,” she said. Even in the danger of the current situation, he stifled a blush and hoped he didn’t get too hard. These monsters would be sure to capitalize on that one.

They fought like hell to get out of that situation. By the end of it, they were both sweating and exhausted. But they had won. Makoto smiled at him and suddenly pulled him into a big hug. He was frozen, this warrior goddess was right up against him, her big tits were squishing right up on his chest and she was clutching onto him hard. He instantly popped a boner and he was too afraid she would notice it to hold her back. But as time went on, the other Sailor Scouts didn’t show up, she was still holding him, laughing. He wouldn’t put this one on hold any longer. Maybe something else might happen than an innocent little hug.

But just as he began to hold her back, he heard the other Sailor Scouts in the distance. She quickly separated from him and rejoined her friends. He instantly turned away, not wanting them to see him pitching a tent. He looked back at the others. Usagi and her entourage were damn fine too, but he couldn’t begin to imagine playing up some ladykiller persona without one of them poking fun at him trying to act like that and ruining the whole mood. He never thought he’d actually be cock blocked by other girls.

That night he was feeling too defeated to really fantasize about anything. He fell asleep pretty easily. But then as he was dozing, he was back in that alleyway with her, and they had just defeated the youma. She was hugging him and he returned her embrace, feeling all over her body, so tight and lithe in that form fitting outfit of hers. His dick was rock hard in his pants and he ached for more.

While they were still hugging, she looked him in the eyes. He wouldn’t wait for anyone else to ruin the moment this time, he held her close and stole their first kiss. He deepened that embrace, moving his greedy hands to her long legs, reaching up her little skirt and cup that tush of hers under her skirt, squeezing it. It was Makoto who opened her mouth, letting his tongue in, and they went at it for several wonderful minutes, nobody bothering them. By the time they were done, they had passionately making out like the two horny teenagers they were, and there was a thin line of spit between their tongues.

Looking into each other’s eyes, they were holding each other. At that point he wasn’t shy about his wants, he was feeling all over her, that suit of hers really did so much justice to her body. She was returning the favor too, massaging his hardness in his pants, and then she took initiative. She unzipped the fly of his pants and pulled out his naked dick, those gloves of hers were just as smooth and tight as the rest of her suit and they felt so good on his shaft as she jacked him off, looking at him with a lewd smile.

That was his breaking point. That little suit of hers might have been built to withstand all kinds of punishment but it had taken a hell of a beating in their earlier fight and now it was nothing to him, he viciously tore off the top of it, exposing those naked hooters to his hungry eyes. Before she could react, he sucked on them like he had always wanted to. They were so big and her flesh was so pillowy and soft, and as he ate her chest like a beast, he devoured her. He tasted her hard nipples, proof she was enjoying it.

There was another sign she was welcoming this new side of him. She had been jacking him off all the while, feeding his bestial lusts. He looked up at her, her beautiful visage still in her torn up Sailor Scout uniform would look so vulnerable and erotic at the same time like she was some kind of pinup model. He knew exactly what he wanted and it was right here in front of him.

He pulled down her panties and shoved his cock right inside of her. She moaned loudly, enough to get the attention of any nearby bystanders, but neither of them cared at that point. He was plowing her cunt like he needed it, and she had wrapped herself around him totally, clinging to him, wanting it just as much as he did. There was nobody around to disturb them.

Their mouths were open, their tongues flicking up against each other. He had gotten her up against the wall of the alleyway, fucking her ruthlessly, her ass was chafing on the surface but neither of them cared. With her holding onto him so ardently and her between him and the wall, he grabbed her breasts again and fondled them like a beast while they were making out. She was so tight on his dick, and one of them was going to cum soon.

It was him. He burst his load into her, and she screamed loud enough now to wake the neighbors, her cum filled cunt squeezing bad on his dick. Let them look. He had nothing to be ashamed of.

They both looked into each other’s eyes. Their faces were so sweaty and flushed in that hazy mix of euphoria and desire, and they kissed again, melting into each other’s presence. Then he heard a loud voice in the distance. He couldn’t make it out at first, it was unimportant, but then it got clearer.

“Jupiter! Tuxedo Mask! What are you two doing!”

It was Usagi. Before he had the chance to say something, maybe take her too as revenge for earlier that day, he woke up. He was covered in sweat, there was cum on his blankets. And he was still alone.

“Cock blocked by Bunhead again,” he mused to himself.

He turned back to go back to sleep. That wouldn’t last for long, he’d doze off no problem and wake up with no more bothersome dreams. He wanted to get more rest but the sun had already risen high enough for daylight. He figured he’d get up now and wash while he was at it. While he was in the shower, the water and soap on his body felt so good. He felt a presence, and with it, a tingling in his penis.

Then he heard footsteps in his washroom. He couldn’t see who it was on the other side of the glass but he knew it was a woman’s form, just as naked as he was. She opened the door without asking to be let in.

It was Makoto. Her hair was down, she looked just as gorgeous as he expected. The look on her face was warped and demonic and she shut the glass door behind her. Clearly she hadn’t forgotten their little tag team against the youma and was looking to repay him. Before he could say anything, she got down on her knees and playing with his burning hot penis in her hands, fondled it, rubbing her face on it. Her soft moans were touching something in him beyond his desire.

She got down on her knees. She took his pecker in between her breasts and went to work from the get go. As he stood there, speechless and locked in his delight, she started sucking him off.

He could only stand there, crying out like a little boy with his first crush. With how she was going down on him, her long wet hair covering her whole expression and him only able to see her lovely lips sucking him off, she looked like some insatiable succubus, one of those demons that would come to kill you in seven days after watching a cursed video tape. If this was how he was gonna go, he had no regrets.

He burst before he expected to, shooting all of his cum down her throat. Even as he was blowing his load, she kept on going at it, bobbing her head and using her tits to work him good, swallowing every last drop of his jizz that she could. As she took his manhood out of her mouth, he shot several final shots in her hair, and she took her long mane and wrapped it around his dick, cleaning it off perfectly.

She looked up at him with a look that was both helpless and almost ravenous in it’s hunger. The pouring water washed his cum out of her wet locks. Locked eyes, she stood up so they far closer.

They mashed their tongues in a hungry depraved kiss. He could taste his spooge on her tongue, he could feel her skin on his for real, and it was going to be so good. Stepping things up a notch, he grabbed her hips and jammed her down onto his cock.

She moaned like a demon too, growling deeply at the sensation of him being inside of her. He pushed her up against the glass, if anyone was on the other end they would have seen her sexy ass and big squishing up on the surface. That dream of fucking her in the alleyway but having her for real was another thing entirely. Her naked tits were rubbing on his bare chest, her long hair was falling on his face and shoulders, and they were still licking at each other like hungry dogs. Her naked body was wrapped around his and nothing felt more right.