Deals being made (Lucy & Mirajane x stranger's)

Mirajane and Lucy thought their day was going to be quite a smooth one, only to find out their plans changed. Well, Lucy's plans changed, Mirajane's went exactly as planned.

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"Thank you for letting me accompany you Mira-chan." Lucy told her older friend as they entered the photography studio where the stronger mage was hired for a photoshoot.

"No problem, Lucy-chan." The waitress replied happily. "Mr. Rottenborn has good friends in the literary world, and your story's fresh and entertaining, he will get you a spot there."

Both beauties walked in their common outfits, The blonde with a short blouse that exposed her flat belly, with a considerable neckline that let everyone see part of her impressive bust, as well as a short skirt with the belt where she had her celestial keys and long stockings completed her outfit.

Mirajane on the other hand wore a long reddish dress with a ribbon in the middle of her neckline, showing breasts as impressive as those of the Heartfilia, the dress of the S-class mage reaching her knees and hiding the impressive figure of the Strauss.

Both women entered the building, with the blonde looking everywhere excited while her favorite friend and idol greeted the staff, receiving greetings from everyone.

The duo soon arrived in the photo room, and entered the place to walk towards a man in his forties, quite obese and bald, but with a friendly smile towards the Strauss, who smiled placidly while Lucy stood behind her friend, somewhat shy.

"Garth-san, we're sorry for the lateness." Mirajane spoke. "Some Vulcans tried to attack us on the way and we lost some time."

"It's alright Mira-san, you arrived just in time." The man scratched his chin. "Is she the writer you wanted to introduce me to?"

"Yup." The Take-Over user brought her friend to her side. "Don't be shy Lucy-chan, introduce yourself."

"H-hello Rottenborn-san." The mage bowed. "My name is Lucy Heartfilia, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure is mine my dear." The man answered her. "Let's see Mira-san, why don't you go to prepare for the session, while Lucy explains to me about her book to see what I can do?"

"Sure." The blue-eyed woman hugged her friend. "Good luck Lucy-chan."

"Thank you." The blonde smiled hopefully.

Her first published book looked possible for the first time.

X – X – X

"Very well Lucy-san." The chubby man spoke. "Tell me about your story, what audience is it aimed at?"

"Well..." The blonde twisted herself in her chair. "It's about the adventures of a guild, a quest where the important thing is the journey, not the reward at the end."

"I see, did you use your guild as inspiration?"

"Yes, I did..."

The two continued to talk about the book's theme in the Rottenborn's office, while watching on camera as the girl's friend posed with two men for a summer edition.

"The idea isn't bad." Garth mused. "But the problem is that mage stories aren't very profitable, especially when you don't have a goal at the end of the tunnel."

"I understand, but what I try to show is the idea of friendship and companionship, and how that motivates the protagonists of the story to keep going through their struggles."

"That's not good." The bald man reproached her. "People like tangible things." The bald man pointed to the camera. "For example, look at our mutual friend."

Lucy watched the camera, seeing Mirajane posing between two men wearing swim-shorts, and the blonde admitted that the models looked attractive, though nothing compared to her male friends from the guild.

But the obvious star was Mirajane, sporting a tight pink bikini with flowers, with a reddish short of the same shade as her dress, leaning forward and highlighting her ample bust for the cameras, who took photos from every possible angle.

Garth's TV went off, and the man turned to see the disillusioned blonde.

"People like to see tangible things." The man repeated. "Women will buy the bikini thinking they will look as good as Mirajane, and men will do the same with the shorts, thinking it will help them get girls."

"Bu-but..."

"A story where everything is solved by the power of friendship is interesting only at the beginning, then it becomes tedious as problems are solved by a plot armor."

"Are you saying the story wouldn't work?" Lucy bowed her head.

"I didn't say that." The man's answer made the blonde stare at him. "The story would sell well, but the following stories wouldn't, as it would just be about the same thing, right?"

"And what can I do?" The blonde felt the urge to cry.

The Heartfilia knew that getting into the market was a tricky thing when you don't have a good product, something she learned on her father's knees when she was the heir to the family fortune, but hopes are always the last thing one would lose.

But Garth had other ideas, and without the woman noticing, a condescending smile formed on his normally gentle face.

"I think you're a very talented girl, but there are times when talent isn't enough." The man explained to the attractive young woman. "In this industry, you have to do favors to get favors."

The man turned the screen one, showing the studio where Mirajane did her photo shoot.

Lucy's eyes widened as she saw the image in front of her.

X – X – X

"Fuck, Mira..." Owen McIntyre, one of the models who posed with Mirajane, cursed out loud.

"Ufufu." The albino giggled, looking up at the brunette with her big blue eyes. "I can tell your little friend missed me."

The man's brown eyes diverted his attention from the Strauss's gorgeous face to watch as his cock disappeared amid the large breasts of Fiore's most desired model, the woman moving her breasts back and forth as he moved himself against Mira's cute face, sitting on the toned stomach of the S-class mage.

Mirajane sighed happily as she felt her lover's hard cock throb in the middle of her babies, lying on the white blanket where until a few minutes ago she posed with Owen and Dorug, the other model.

After the session, the team went to the meeting room to discuss what clothes she would wear, giving the woman two hours to relax, which she took advantage of when she asked the brown-haired man to keep her company for a few hours in the room.

The man groaned, moving quickly against the bust of the Strauss, holding back the urge to cum ahead of time, something impossible when the extremely soft and firm tits of the precious mage shook against his prick, rubbing his cock from the base to its big head, the laughter of the woman accompanying her lustful actions.

"I missed you all this month." The white-haired woman pouted, lifting her tits by squeezing them and then lowering them to lower the pressure. "I had to indulge myself at the motel because of you after the last session."

"God, Mira-chan!" The brunette arched, ramming hard against the bust of the woman, hitting her chin. "We are at 5 of June, not even a week has passed since the last time we fucked."

The girl just giggled, giving Owen's glans small kisses as he rammed into her round breasts, the mage slowly wagging her breasts to amplify the male model's pleasure.

The man just closed his eyes, resting his hands on the tits of the S-class mage, the size of them allowing both stars enough space to press on the pale breasts, making Mirajane moan a little.

But Owen knew that was just an act, and a woman as crazy about sex as Mirajane wouldn't be content with a simple groping of her second-best assets, so he straightened out and began to move with all his might against the woman.

His thighs collided hard against Mirajane's round breasts, the sound of flesh against flesh eclipsing Owen's moans, and the brunette's expression of pleasure being overshadowed by the beautiful model's expression of amusement.

"That's it honey." The mage's smile widened. "Enjoy my big babies, move that yummy cock."

Mirajane released her tits to let the man enjoy her bust without her hoarding space, and she just caressed the model's thighs, watching as the cock disappeared among her twins when the man leaned back, and then appeared in an instant, allowing her to give a short lick to the thick prick before the man started his swings again.

The McIntyre's movements were brutal, causing the tits of the eldest of the Strauss to flutter in the grip of the man, who could barely hold them in his hands.

"Do you like my big titties?" The Strauss asked the man, running her hands all over the model's thighs and butt. "How they feel around your huge cock?"

"Y-yes." The man said self-consciously, as if ashamed of what he was gonna admit. "They're perfect."

"Don't be shy, they are all yours." The woman brought her face closer to her bust. "Don't hold back."

"What a slut. " Owen thought excited and scared at the same time.

The man moved as hard as he could, even moving the body of the white-haired with each thrust, reddening the woman's tits with the impact between their bodies.

But the woman looked completely calm, licking his cock while he sweated like he ran a marathon, his eight inches of cock rubbing hard against Mirajane Strauss's perfect knockers.

The man won't endure much longer, and the white-haired woman only sighed as she noticed her lover slow down, breathing heavily.

"This's the bad thing about being used to mages." Mirajane thought disappointed. "Normal men can't keep up with them."

Luckily, the woman created a special spell for this type of occasion, and without Owen noticing, the woman injected some of her magic into the man.

The male model's thrusts suddenly increased in speed, now hitting Mira's tits brutally, molding the woman's breasts around his cock, which hardened even more, the veins visible under the appreciative gaze of the Strauss.

"Finally!" The woman raised her voice, slapping the thighs of her colleague. "Harder!"

The brown-haired man's hips looked like a blur from the speed he used, his fingers squeezing the Strauss's breasts, marking the pale skin with his fingers, not forgetting how these already looked cherry red by the force which he used to move between the woman's breasts.

Mirajane only felt her pussy get wet as she fell victim to Owen's brutality, staining the shorts she was meant to continue promoting.

"Well. " Mirajane thought. "That magic that Cana-chan taught me will finally be useful."

An evil smile appeared on the perfect face of the Fairy Tail's mage, scaring the man for a few seconds, before anger flooded him.

How can such a short and slutty woman make fun of him?

The man roared, ramming a dozen thrusts against the chest of the Strauss, moving the breasts of the woman against his body to double the impact, the friction between his cock and the glorious bust being almost a torture ...

Causing the man to suddenly rise from the girl's stomach.

"Ara ara..." The mage saw the man curiously. "What happened--?"

Mirajane couldn't continue speaking when the McIntyre grabbed her head, wrapping his hands with the hair of the curvy model, before bringing the woman's mouth to his cocks, moving roughly against the skull of Fairy Tail's most admired mage, hitting her throat with each thrust.

Mirajane just smiled happily, receiving the cock in her mouth with pleasure.

How easy it's to get what you want from men.

X – X – X

"Mira-chan..." Lucy said her friend's name, completely shocked.

"Mirajane's a beautiful woman, but she's not the only mage with those attributes." Garth told the blonde as he got up from his chair. "She's the highest-paid model because she does what it takes to get what she wants."

The woman said nothing, staring as her friend swallowed a fat cock as if it was nothing, them not caring about her fellow mage being unable to breath.

The blonde felt how the fat man stood behind her, but didn't react to it, nor when large hands began to grope her huge tits from behind, the man talking as if it was the most natural thing to grope a person he had just met.

"What will you do then Lucy-san?" The Rottenborn asked, caressing the blonde's melons. "How willing are you to get what you want?"

"I-I" The woman felt disgusted at the thought of what the pig behind her was asking for.

But to see how the S-class mage she admired so eagerly sucked a cock, the blonde swallowed her saliva and closed her eyes for a few seconds, drowning out a moan when the man put his hands inside her blouse to play with her nipples, before opening them with a determined look.

The girl got up and turned to the man, noticing for the first time that he's only slightly taller than her, before reluctantly kneeling in front of the smiling bald man.

"It's all for my book and my future career." Lucy said to herself in her mind.

The manager just grinned at the sight of the blonde beauty on her kneed.

If this girl was as skilled as his favorite model, publishing a book would be the least he would do for her.

Lucy untied Garth's belt and pulled down his pants and boxer quickly, seeing Garth's cock in all its glory.

His cock wasn't the biggest cock Heartfilia has ever seen, not even close, but it was quite thick and the blonde only sighed before taking off her blouse.

The huge tits of the celestial mage were then showed in plain sight of the Rottenborn, who quickly crouched down a little and placed his thick cock in the middle of her round breasts, before squeezing Lucy's well-endowed bust against his cock.

"Shit." The fat man looked up at the sky, slowly moving against the girl. "Your tits're as good as Mirajane's."

"D-don't talk about another woman please." The woman said to him angry and embarrassed. "This's already awkward enough without you talking about my friend."

"Ahaha." The man gently patted the breasts on his hands before pressing them again. "Sorry my dear, I'll just talk about you."

"Hmmhp." The blonde pouted, lamenting her luck, before resting her hands on the manager's hands, helping him in manipulating her twins.

The faster she finished this, the faster she could have her book published in bookstores.

Garth moaned as he settled into the woman's chest, moving up and down, his cock disappearing in the huge tracks of land of Lucy's tits, which completely eclipsed his cock.

The manager laughed before hitting the Heartfilia's breasts with his thighs, pressing her knockers against the other to increase the pressure on his cock, with Lucy spitting over the valley of her breasts to facilitate the Rottenborn's movements.

The blonde had a red face, a mixture of the humiliation and shame she felt for being on her knees in front of a pervert who enjoyed her breasts, with a smirk that made her want to give him a Lucy kick.

"Your tits're so delicious." Garth closed his eyes, maintaining a strong rhythm in his movements. "Do you like how my cock feels in them sweetie?"

Lucy didn't respond, rolling her eyes at the dirty words of the manager, who acted like every older man who has ever been lucky enough to enjoy her round breasts.

"Why do men become idiots when they use my breasts? " Lucy asked herself. "Macau, Wakaba, even Master Makarov lose their intelligence when they can try them."

But boy's wasn't that something that didn't do a favor to her pride.

The girl smiled a little, thinking of simply enjoying the feeling of Garth's penis rubbing against her breasts, and leaned her head down, placing her hands on top of her bust to flatten them against the thighs of the Rottenborn.

The bald man began to sweat from the intensity of the movements he was making, and took advantage of the fact that the woman rested her hands on the breasts of the celestial mage to take off his smoking, leaving him with a white t-shirt completely wet by his sweat.

Heartfilia pressed her breasts against the crotch of the Strauss's manager, in order to see the head of the thick cock show from her round tits, licking the man's urethra to see him writhe from the sudden sensation.

Like Mirajane, the busty blonde was used to fucking mages whose stamina surpassed that of a normal human, so she wasn't surprised when the chubby man began to curse and move more erratically against her gorgeous bust.

"Are you gonna cum?" The blonde asked him between licks, turning her head to continue enjoying Garth's thick prick. "Go ahead, I can't fall any lower anymore."

Lucy made sure to turn her head in such a way that she can both suck Garth's thick prick and look at him with her big brown eyes, putting on a look with enough 'humiliation' and 'submission' to excite the man more.

"Shit, shit..." The Rottenborn moved as fast as he could against the woman, his cock almost burning from the friction that formed with the Heartfilia's breasts. "You really want to post your little story, huh?"

The bald man struck Lucy's breasts on both sides, waving them against his cock before spitting into the valley of Lucy's breasts, missing with his saliva hitting the Heartfilia's cheek before falling down her collarbone.

Lucy didn't answer, licking the man's cock to avoid saying something that would take away the opportunity offered, and she only had to wait for a few seconds before the man orgasmed with a loud cry of pleasure.

A surprisingly abundant amount of cum filled her mouth, and Lucy could only swallow the thick, salty cum as she ignored the palpitations of the hard cock in the middle of her bust and how good it felt.

The man spent a minute catching his breath, moving against the bust of the woman with his semi-hard cock, before falling into the chair that the blonde was occupying, completely exhausted.

"Mmm..." The blonde finished swallowing the Rottenborn's cum, before getting up. "So, did I get the favor?"

Even if she tried, Lucy couldn't mask her disgust when she asked the question, something the bald man noticed, and instantly his cock hardened again.

The manager loved to deal with women with attitude.

"With what you have shown me, I can have your book on all the shelves of Fiore." The man began to masturbate, blatantly seeing Lucy's breasts being subjected to the might of gravity. "If you do a few more things, you will be famous from Caelum to Pergrande."

Lucy just snapped her tongue, crying comically inside, before leaving her belt on the table and taking off her skirt and pink pants, being dressed only in her boots and long stockings.

Garth stared at the voluptuous figure of the celestial mage, from the huge tits he enjoyed with his cock just a few moments ago, to Lucy's wide hips, perfectly formed, and gave a long look at the woman's crotch, shaved almost completely, except for a small part of the pubic hair cut into a triangle shape.

Lucy blushed at the sight of the manager's lewd look, and only approached the man, her hips moving from side to side, hypnotizing the bald man, before standing in front of the man, who was masturbating quickly.

The potential writer looked at his cock with a mixture of excitement and disgust, before turning around and pressing her shapely behind, just as blessed as her higher assets, into the crotch of the grinning Rottenborn.

Garth only enjoyed how the girl grinded her perfect ass against his hard cock, and quickly let go of his prick to grope Lucy's tits, his grin widening when he provoked a moan from the gorgeous girl.

Lucy only frowned at being unable to silence her moans, and quickly grabbed the thick cock under her, and lined up the fat glans with her pussy, before sitting on the manager's crotch.

Both the woman and the man couldn't help but moan when the cock of the latter slammed into the tight vagina of the former, the thighs of the yellow-haired beauty colliding with a loud echo with those of the fat man.

The blonde quickly overcame the pleasure, and began to move up and down on the bald man's cock, while her moans began to rise in tone and volume.

Garth squeezed Lucy's huge tits tightly, making sure he had a firm grip on the masses of flesh so that he could enjoy the entire body of the celestial mage.

The blonde stuck to the bald man's fat stomach, bouncing off the man's six inches of flesh, resting her hands on her lover's legs for better balance.

The blonde's moans were quickly overshadowed by the sounds brought about by the clash of her thick, toned thighs against the man's fat legs beneath her, her fat buttocks conforming to the man's body shape by the force of the bounces.

Lucy's tits quickly fell prey to the Rottenborn's experienced hands, fat fingers squeezing her hard nipples, making her squeal and interrupting her bounces, making her fall hard on the man's cock, unable to move for a few moments.

Garth wiggled the vixen on his cock by grabbing the woman's round breasts, rubbing the woman's clitoris with her fat, hairy balls before the blonde bounced back off his crotch, turning to see him with an annoyed look.

A look that immediately changed to that of a look of contained pleasure, with Lucy admitting in her mind that Garth's cock filled her in exactly the way she liked.

The brown-eyed woman grinded her ass against the Crotch of the Rottenborn, using her hands to stroke the man's legs before getting back up, almost pulling the cock out of her wet pussy, before falling with another sit-on.

The bald man's cock wasn't the largest or thickest the blonde has ever pleasured, but it was thick enough to hit the tender points inside her pussy, and unlike the S-class mages, Lucy has never liked cocks so long they would hit her uterus with a simple thrust.

"Garth-san feels great." The blonde moaned, looking for the right words. "The way you fill my pussy's the best thing in the world."

"Damn, dear." Garth hugged her by the tits, giving her kisses to the neck between the bounces of the voluptuous mage. "Those words are magic to my ears."

The blonde just 'giggled', grinding her hips against the man's for one last time before bouncing back off the fat cock.

"So good!" Lucy screamed, closing her eyes and tilting her head upwards to exclaim to the roof. "God, it's so good!"

"I'll get you a deal for a whole fucking saga." The Rottenborn promised the woman.

The blonde kept bouncing off the chubby man, smiling to herself at having gotten what she wanted, before moaning again when the man let go of her left breast to start rubbing her clitoris.

Lucy squealed to the four winds, and to her humiliation her orgasm was much more abundant than usual, wetting the ecstatic businessman's cock and legs.

"Garth!" The blonde screamed her lover's name, writhing in the man's arms, who only hugged her towards him.

The hands of the Rottenborn attracted the woman to his body, and the man began to move her slowly on his cock, kissing the neck of the woman and then getting bored of it and releasing the woman's right tit, grabbing the woman's face to turn it around and capture the lips of the celestial mage.

The manager kissed the woman, not caring that she doesn't kisses back, her hands caressing his fat balls were enough evidence that she enjoyed his attentions.

Lucy only let the man come to his own conclusions, and she devoted herself to massaging the balls in her hands as she recovered from her surprise orgasm, something difficult when the surprisingly skilled hand continued to massage her extremely sensitive clitoris in such a nice way.

The tits of the Heartfilia moved smoothly to the rhythm of the ups and downs of her body, her beautiful body shining from the sweat that began to form by the intense carnal act, something that captivated the man who only admired how the woman became more and more beautiful.

"You're perfect my dear Lucy." The manager told her in the ear afterwards that he stopped kissing her. "Haven't you thought about becoming a model?"

"My book first, Garth-san." The blonde replied, seeing a new opportunity. "But let's talk about it later, please?"

As Cana taught her, Lucy put a pathetic and tender expression to convince the manager, something that worked when the man moved her faster on his cock, to the pleasure of both, while they smiled to their insides when thinking of something.

The other person fell into their nets.

Lucy's moans were the only thing heard in the office, the man slowly moving her against his cock to postpone his own orgasm as much as possible, but it was useless.

Lucy's pussy felt too good to hold on much longer.

The Rottenborn looked everywhere, desperate to find something to help him keep fucking the beautiful mage, before seeing an option on the shelf.

Bingo.

"Hey!" Lucy complained when the man picked her up and threw her on his desk, falling on her chest on the cold wood. "Why did you do that!?"

The blonde turned and crossed her arms, glaring at the man for moving her so roughly from the cock she had begun to enjoy.

Garth just smiled amicably at the woman, his smile contrasting with the almost blackmail thing he did to the Heartfilia, and opened the red potion he had on the shelf, taking it in one sip, and felt its effects immediately.

The man took advantage of the fact that the beautiful blonde had turned around to push her towards the table, spreading the legs of the woman, seeing the pink pussy of the woman before looking at his fat cock, a little wider than before and releasing a slight amount of pre-seminal fluid.

And in a quick movement, the fat man put his cock back into the pussy of the celestial mage.

"Ahhh!" Lucy screamed at the sudden penetration. "It's bigger than before!"

Garth didn't let Heartfilia get used to it, and pulled his cock out of the tight hole of the gorgeous mage, only to reintroduce it with the same force as the previous time.

The blonde began to scream, her huge tits hitting her face with the force with which the man penetrated her, something that only excited the manager more, whose response to such a 'provocation' was to fuck her even harder.

"It's a crime that you have this body." The Rottenborn smiled lewdly, grabbing his new bitch by the hips. "Showing this sinful body in those easy girl's clothes."

The man drilled his cock into the vagina of a speechless Heartfilia, who could only moan and move her hands to the man's chest, trying to push him back and slow him down.

The blonde would have had more luck teaching Natsu to think, because the pig on top of her only used his own hands to move her against his cock, further increasing the impact of the penetration.

"Damn." The Rottenborn cursed as he moved the girl against him. "You Fairy Tail mages are made to receive my cock."

"Ba-bastard." Lucy tried to speak out, to defend her comrades. "D-don't talk like that about my friends."

A strong slap to her buttocks was the bald man's argument, causing the voluminous mass of flesh to flutter against his thighs, before grabbing her back from her hips to fuck her with all the force his body allowed.

The blonde was quiet, and she could only look at the roof while stroking the fat man's chest, realizing why Bisca said that sex with chubby men was the best.

All that mass served Garth to penetrate her with a force that not even Makarov in his titan form could, and it didn't take more than a minute for the girl to reach her second orgasm.

The manager's laughter complemented the squeals of Heartfilia, the man pulling out his cock to watch the woman squirt her vaginal juices all over the desk.

"You brought out your inner slut." The man told the exhausted woman, before telling her… "Your act almost convinced me, but your pussy betrayed you."

The blonde's eyes, closed by the pleasure she felt, slammed open as she heard the words of the Rottenborn, her retort interrupted by the penetration of her sensitive pussy.

"Ohhh!" The celestial mage screamed of pain and pleasure, before feeling the full weight of man on her. "Take it off!"

The man didn't accede to the woman's demand, pressing his fat chest on top of the woman, feeling the blonde's spectacular tits against his sweat-covered t-shirt, just as he liked, and began to move.

All the man's weight fell on the woman, who could only moan as she felt her breath cut off, her pussy receiving the man's cock with such a small speed that it felt like torture.

"Did you really think I was gonna buy your small fly act?" The Rottenborn asked her as he began to kiss the girl's thin neck. "Mirajane acts much better than that."

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." The blonde responded amid her moans, trying to push him. "Get off me, you're hurting me."

The man just grabbed more speed, moving the woman's body back and forth on the desk with the force of his thrusts.

Garth directed his hands at the woman's fat ass, squeezing the wide mounds of flesh as he pressed himself against the woman, flattening the screaming mage's round breasts against her sinful body.

"You're lying." The man's warm smile made the blonde want to hit him. "Your pussy's even wetter than before, although maybe it's because of all the squirting from before?"

The pig kept taunting the Fairy Tail's blonde, and all Lucy could do was to shut up and receive the fat man's cock trying to mask her moans.

The pressure against her bust, the brutal grip on her heart-shaped butt, the kisses on the neck, all that only complemented the strong penetration by the manager that drove her crazy.

"I'm gonna cum in your pussy my dear Lucy." The thrust increased in speed. "And you won't be able to pretend how fucking slutty you really are. "

"Ahhh." Lucy tried to talk, but the pleasure had eaten away at her. "Ahhh!"

The woman's sounds were quiet as the bald man raised his head to capture the blonde's lips, sinking his six inches of cock into the wet pussy of Heartfilia.

The potion had a specific duration, and the Rottenborn knew that when the effect was over, the man was gonna pay dearly for it, so he only kept moving against the beautiful girl.

He changed his pace, and as he stuck his tongue as much as possible into the girl's mouth, Garth lifted up and under his hips to the rhythm of the thrust, looking forward to making the girl cum again for a third time.

His hands stroked the reddened Ass of the Heartfilia, marking the pale skin with his fat fingers before luring the woman into his fat cock, looking for a dignified ending.

And he found it.

"Oh yeah!" Garth freed the lips of Heartfilia to scream into the sky, cumming into the vagina of his new 'friend'.

"Ahhh!" Lucy followed the pig's cry with her own, feeling the man's cock pumping a ridiculously huge volume of cum inside her pussy.

The blonde didn't know how much time passed since the manager's first cum, only feeling the fat cock release three shots of cum inside her before the man got up and pulled his manhood out of her full pussy.

Garth watched as a white dot began to form on the woman's pussy before the liquid began to come out of the hole, soaking the fat buttocks of the celestial mage.

"Is it enough?" Lucy abandoned any attempt to disguise a passive attitude. "With this will I get my saga?"

"Yes." Garth just jerked his cock off, wanting to have it hard again. "But what do you think of a live-action adaptation?"

"..." Lucy glared at him. "Heck..."

It's good that Mirajane's photo shoot would last for two days.

The blonde didn't want her friend to find out what she did.

Conveniently, Heartfilia forgot what the S-class mage was doing at the time.

X – X – X

"Oh yes!" Mirajane screams euphorically "fuck me harder, sweetheart!"

Owen didn't respond with words, but with actions, raising the legs of the precious woman until they're on either side of Mirajane's head, before continuing to move against the warm pussy of the Strauss, extending and bending his legs to fuck with the force of gravity on his side the flesh-made sensuality that was the Take-Over mage.

Mirajane screamed and screamed, adoring how the man dominated her by fucking her in a mating press, without giving her any opportunity to move, sinking the eight inches of hard and fat cock into her needy cunt.

The white-haired woman had no control over the situation, as if the McIntyre was meaning to denigrate, declaring that she's just an object to please him.

The eyes of the white-haired woman shone with satisfaction, her moans accompanying the sound of the big balls of the brown-haired man colliding with her pink anus.

Watching her handsome lover's cock disappear inside her pussy every time the man bent his knees was one of the best visions the blue-eyed woman could have appreciated, and the man's muscles tightening with each movement only made the man even more attractive.

Mirajane stroked the brown-eyed man's abs for a few moments, before bringing her right hand to her pussy, rubbing it furiously while her other hand stroked Owen's face.

The Strauss's big tits shook everywhere, against her flat belly, against her chin, against her extended legs at her sides, the movement of both melons capturing the attention of the McIntyre, who still wondered how he hadn't cum yet.

"I love your pussy!" Owen said to his lover, fucking her hard. "You're perfect!"

Well, the model wasn't gonna question his unexpected stamina if that allowed him to continue enjoying the girl he was in love with.

Mirajane only continued to caress his face, injecting him with minimal amounts of Eternano to increase the stamina of his lover, wanting to prolong the situation as much as possible.

Her wet pussy easily received the cock of the brown-eyed model, and her firm buttocks shook with each thrust of the normal human, while her body was dragged on the white blanket.

"Do you like my pussy?" The Strauss asked the man, seeing how the man breathed heavily from the effort. "How tight it feels around your big cock?"

The grumpy man, pressing the legs of the white-haired model against the ground, leaving her head in the middle of them.

The Strauss just smiled, enjoying how her legs burned from the position, loosening her vaginal walls with a small spell that she created with Levy one crazy night at Fairy Hills, to make it easier for the man to penetrate her as hard as she liked.

Something that the man unconsciously took advantage of, fucking her with all the force he could, his hips moving at a superhuman speed, impacting with the crotch of the white-haired beauty to the point of hurting her.

The gorgeous mage squealed, her pussy squirting around Owen's cock, her juices soaking the man's crotch and her delicate fingers, which she brought to her lips so she could lick them, staring with blurred eyes at her well-endowed lover.

The brown-haired man only gritted his teeth, watching as the girl sucked her fingers, her hand falling from her face to grope the tits that made him drool, giving him a show that only increased his excitement.

If he didn't cum soon, Owen would go crazy.

Something the blue-eyed woman noticed immediately, now using both of her hands to stimulate her round breasts, quickly recovering from her powerful orgasm.

"Owen-kun." The blue-eyed mage opened her eyes as wide as she could, posing as the image of innocence. "Are you gonna cum in my pussy? You gonna fill my hole with your hot milk?"

The dirty words, contrasting with the innocent expression of the beautiful woman, only brought the male model closer to his own orgasm, and he only did the first thing that came to mind.

Owen leaned on his knees, to lean forward and place the woman's legs on his shoulders, crushing the petite mage with his muscular body, moving his hands to lift Mirajane by her round ass, moving her against his cock, and hitting the woman's G-spot with a strong thrust.

"AHHHH!" The white-haired cried of pleasure, releasing her tits to grab the face of the male model. "Owen-kun, kiss..."

And the woman brought the McIntyre's face to hers, kissing him while he moved her against his cock, hitting the woman's crotch with an inhuman strength, the sound of flesh against flesh eclipsing that of the lips of both meeting in a dance of tongues.

The man was about to cum, and having Mirajane's tits against his chest while he was ramming into her took the air off him, the intense kiss just another hit to his willpower, making the man unable to endure the pleasure anymore.

"Mi-Mira..." Owen tried to tell the woman between kisses. "I'm gonna..."

"Do it inside honey." The white-haired woman smiled at him. "I want you to fill my pussy."

The woman's smile wasn't the typical gentle smile she carried, but the smile of the demon woman, the dreaded S-class mage of Fairy Tail.

Mirajane used the counter-spell to the sexual enhancer she used at the beginning while kissing the man, keeping the man's lips attached to her own while the male model's body twisted on top of her, an explosion of semen flooding into her snatch.

Both stars came face to face, trying to catch their breath, the man's brown eyes finding Mirajane's beautiful blue eyes, before they shared one last kiss, the McIntyre trying to express everything he felt for the mage Take-Over.

Owen gave the woman one last kiss before pulling his cock out of Mirajane's pussy, or at least trying, because he fell on his ass in the blanket next to the beautiful woman when he tried to stand up.

The man blinked in confusion, feeling how his body had lost all energies...

Except for his cock, which was still just as hard as before.

"Oh, it seems that the spell had side effects." The white-haired woman said to her lover, breathing heavily. "Cana-chan forgot to tell me that detail."

"Spell?" Owen asked in confusion, watching as his cock looked a little longer than it normally was.

"Don't worry honey." The Strauss said to him as she caressed his face condescendingly. "Let me take care of that minor problem before the team comes back."

The voluptuous mage proceeded to mount the man while turning her back on him, resting one hand on the blanket next to the male model, while the other hand grabbed the McIntyre's hard cock, rubbing it with her soft hand for a few seconds.

"This guy has behaved very bad lately." The mage Take-Over shook the thick prick against the entrance of her pussy. "But it's probably my fault, so..." Mirajane pressed the head of Owen's prick against her wet snatch. "It's my obligation to deal with it."

Owen could only moan when the beautiful woman sat on his cock, moan that was accompanied by the cry of delight from the Strauss, who felt like the man's cock widened her vaginal walls even more than before.

"Well done, Cana-chan. " Strauss congratulated her guildmate in her mind. "This spell's much better than I expected."

The woman began to wiggle her hips, back and forth, to one side and then to the other, making sure to grind her huge, soft ass against Owen's pelvis so that he feels the firm shape of her best asset.

"You feel so big in my pussy!" Mirajane said to the man looking at the roof.

Specifically, where her manager's camera was.

The white-haired woman couldn't stand her own games anymore, and began to bounce off her lover, moving up and down quickly, never moving enough to pull out half of McIntyre's cock out of her, wanting to feel as much as possible the hard thick prick in her wet hole.

Mirajane smiled while squealing, making sure to show her whole body to the camera recording the dirty act she was doing with her lover, resting her hands on the brown-eyed man's muscular chest.

Her fat, big tits moved to the beat of her bounces, the wide mounds glowing from sweat forming on her beautiful body, which reflected the light and only made the camera record the figure of the magazine's star model in a way that would break sales records if the recording were to ever be published.

Owen closed his eyes, enjoying how the woman he loved moved up and down on his cock, trying to recover his energies to be able to touch the body of the mage class S, to enjoy the most beautiful woman of that guild of madmen.

The Strauss continued to ride her lover, moaning for the pleasure that the cock of the brown-haired man provoked her, staring at the camera, knowing that in these moments...

Lucy was getting the favor she wanted.

"I love your cock!" Mirajane turned to her favorite model. "God, what a perfect cock!"

The McIntyre regained some of his energies, and wasted no time in squeezing with his hands the fleshy flesh that made up the Strauss's tight ass, kneading her buttocks against his abs, the flesh almost escaping from his hands by the strength the voluptuous woman used to bounce on him.

But the man kept massaging Mirajane's firm asscheeks, something she clearly appreciated.

"Oh honey!" Mirajane grinded her hips against the man's hands, crushing the digits with her ample rear. "Do what you want with my fat ass!" The girl kept moving. "It's all yours!"

"Mirajane!" Owen roared, regaining control of his legs.

The man rested his feet on the blanket, beginning to move against the woman, ramming upwards to bury his cock in the womanhood of the oldest Strauss.

The woman's body was shaken from side to side, saliva falling from her mouth while her tits looked like a blur from the speed they moved, the woman's hands faltering from the pleasure the man made her feel.

"Wow." Mirajane thought pleasantly surprised. "Owen-kun had an aggressive side after all."

"You're mine!" The man screamed, releasing the woman's ass to hit her thighs. "Your ass, your legs!"

Mirajane screamed in surprise when the man hit her arms, causing her back to collide with his chest, her rebounds stopping immediately by the awkward position.

Position that McIntyre took advantage of to grab Mirajane's large breasts, wrapping the woman with his long arms and crossing them around the flat belly of the female model.

Mirajane's eyes were wide open, while she emitted a silent moan, feeling her lover's left hand squeeze her right tit hard, the right hand shaking her left breast to all sides.

The man penetrated the woman as fast as the position allowed, using the grip he had on the large breasts of the Strauss to move the beautiful mage against his cock, the huge ass of the woman preventing him from putting his entire cock on Mirajane's tight pussy.

The penetration has already lost its speed, but that didn't matter to the man, finally having the whole body of the woman at his fingertips to enjoy at will.

"Oh shit..." Mirajane twitched in the man's grip. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Me too." Owen gritted his teeth, moving the woman back and forth against his crotch. "Together, Mira-chan?"

"Together." The white-haired woman replied, moving her hands to stroke the McIntyre's balls.

The male model's cock exploded in the woman's pussy, a fact that caused the Strauss to reach her own orgasm, the sexes of both stars releasing their liquids while sharing a sweet kiss.

The brown-eyed man's hands let go of the woman's tits, falling to his sides as the man complained of being completely spent.

Mirajane moved forward, the man's now soft cock coming out of her pussy, which began to release the releases of both, wetting the male's abs and crotch, as well as the fat asscheeks of the woman, and turned around to sit on the man's stomach to regain the strength on her legs.

Mirajane laughed, her tits moving to the rhythm of the breaths she took, before moving her hands to caress her lover's face, looking at him in the eyes as they both recovered.

"Do you want to go to the hotel today?" Owen tried and failed to not sound desperate. "Watch a movie or something?"

"I would like that." Mira lied to him. "But let's see it later, ok? We had a photoshoot to continue."

The Strauss had to clean up the mess they left, and invent a good excuse to not hurt the male model's feelings.

Owen was cute, tender and had a good cock, a really good one, but she wanted different things than he did.

"The consequences of being a beautiful woman." Mirajane lamented.

She will have to ask Garth for an idea of how to stope leading Owen on while still fucking him later.

The man's adept at manipulating people, certainly he could help.