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Nami had noticed something.
The day had started so innocently. A day of sand and sun, with an empty beach on their first proper Grand Line island, known for its warm climate and good people. Zoro was training his body, Sanji was doting on her between cooking on the barbeque, Usopp and Luffy were playing around in the shallow parts of the ocean, and Nami herself was sunbathing.
The sun was curving down her body perfectly, helped along by the ocean water still coating her body from the little dip she had just performed. Nami’s blue and white striped bikini hugged her skin like it was painted on, softly gripping her breast tissue to spread her dripping pudge around it. Her cleavage, sideboob, and under boob all looked perfect from whichever angle you could view her from. The lower bottoms also covering her most intimate areas. She was enticing incarnate. A body she could finally display without fear of Arlong’s mark ruining her day just from viewing it. Nami could truly bare all proudly… even if none of her friends were really looking.
A part of her wondered why the boys never really seemed to stare, but just chalked it up to personal reasons. They were good people that weren’t going to ogle their nubile friend just to get a cheap sexual thrill. Besides, Zoro was too focused on getting stronger, Luffy was some level of asexual, Sanji was more focused on getting her romantically, and Usopp… well, he was probably too much of a coward. Not that she judged him, they were all adults but just barely. She herself had never really had a sexual encounter, outside of vague threats by pirate crews or those she stole from. Usopp being inexperienced was just who he was, and she didn’t want to tease him for such a banal fact.
Then, as she idly cast her eye towards the two men wrestling around in the ocean. Usopp was trying not to get Luffy too wet and floppy from his devil fruit curse, but after so much play fighting it was clearly one drop too many. The captain of the crew fell back, grabbing what he could on his way down and pulling on the cord around the Usopp’s green and white stripy trunks.
In a moment that should have been rather hilarious, the swimwear of the sniper began to slip. Forcibly revealing himself to the world of this secluded beach.
And revealing the biggest penis Nami had ever seen, swinging about between Usopp’s legs.
“...what the fuck?”
“Nami-swan?” said Sanji instantly, practically leaping to her side in case she needed him to be chivalrous. Kneeling beside her deckchair with deep concern under his swirly brow, “What is it, my beautiful summer rose? Are you hurt?”
She shook her head, unable to stop staring at Usopp in the distance despite him pulling his pants back up, “N-nothing… I just…” Nami trailed off, astounded far beyond words. Surely it had been a trick of the light? But then, how does light make it look like a pole that size and girth that wide came down below his knees? Something that insanely huge… she had to find out more. Her mind drifting back to Sanji just as a dripping wet Zoro walked over confused as well. “Um… does… you guys must have seen the size of… Usopp’s, you know…”
The pair looked at her confused, after a quick mime of her crotch, Zoro asked, “What about it?”
“W-wha-?!” She gave him a shocked reaction, not understanding his tepid response, “It’s huge!”
Sanji tilted his head, standing up away from her deckchair to give Zoro a brief look. Ever the lady’s man, Sanji tried to let her down easy, “Um… Nami-swan, we have seen it. But, I’m sorry, I didn’t really notice anything strange about it?”
“Yeah, seemed like the same size as mine,” said Zoro, reaching down to the nearby ice box where several beers were located.
“Mm. Same.” agreed Sanji.
Nami blinked. Then blinked again.
The image of Usopp’s cock flashed in her mind again. Her navigational eyes were always very good at judging distance and size of objects, so she truly did believe her own mind when it came to recollecting such a bizarrely sized schlong. The heft of it, the weight to its swing, the rugged texture of dark bumpy skin with veins protruding along the shaft, a purplish cockhead, adorned with massive bulbous balls set to burst. Nami had seen dicks before, and they were nothing like Usopp’s. Normally they were only six inches, maximum, but often smaller when not erect. She’d occasionally had guys walk up to her and try and ‘proposition’ her by pulling down their pants, and they always looked like acorns in shrubbery down there. Even from the brief flashes of Arlong’s crew full of ginormous fishmen were nothing compared to what the sniper had.
And now she finds out these two crew members all shared similar lengths?
Her eyes instinctively drifted down to their shorts, and the massive bulges she somehow missed before. Nami’s eyes were locked on the swim trunks clearly containing their larger trunks. She could feel an increase to her heart rate as she thought about their cocks.
“...huh?”
“Sanji! When’s food!?!”
Their conversation was cut short by the approach of the other two men. Luffy bounding up faster than Usopp with the promise of BBQ meat in his belly on the horizon.
The chef strolled back to his cooker, “It’s about done, we were just chatting to Nami.”
Nami felt so warm as Usopp approached. Zoro and Sanji were apparently just as big, but she’d actually seen first hand how huge he was. He was so lithe otherwise, yet the image of his massive flopper still made her face feel flush, “Oh yeah? About what?”
“She said your dick is big.”
“Zoro!” She snapped, feeling even more red in the face while glaring at the green haired man sipping his beer.
“Is it?” asked Usopp, pulling up his shorts again idly, “Kaya used to say something similar, but then always ended up riding me all night anyway.”
Nami’s neck once more snapped around in surprise, “Y-you-?! You and Kaya have done it?!”
“Oh yeah,” he nodded, sitting down on the sand casually. Usopp’s tone wasn’t even really proud or beaming like Nami expected, just stating it like it like pure fact, as he grabbed his own beer from the ice box. “A lot.”
“Nice,” said Zoro, giving Usopp’s beer a congratulatory clink with his own, “How’d it start?”
“One day I was telling a story about how I managed to put out a forest fire piss, she demanded to see my dick to ‘prove it was big enough to contain that much liquid’ or something. As soon as I pulled my overalls down, next thing I knew she was sucking me off. Then every day after that too.” Usopp casually regaled the tale like it wasn’t the most mind blowing thing Nami had heard today. By this point, Sanji had returned to hand out various kebab skewers, with Luffy in tow munching down on a piece of meat larger than his head. Usopp finished his story by adding, “Having Kaya around really saved money on buying the village whores.”
“Mmm, I hear ya.” agreed Sanji.
“Lucky.” Zoro smirked.
“W-whores?!” Nami exclaimed, barely even registering the kebab in her hand, “You all… did that?”
“No,” said Zoro through the bites of his delicious meal. His admittance made Nami feel a little relieved until he also said, “We all do that.”
“...huh?”
Usopp snapped his fingers, “Speaking of, I think I saw a brothel on our way through town today.”
“Oh good,” hummed Sanji, “I wonder how Grand Line escorts compare to the ones in East Blue?”
The sentiment seemed to be shared by all three of the men. Not only had all three of them had sex, repeatedly, but they paid for it too? And they’d bonded over this fact too?!
Nami’s mind went only to one place.
‘Wait… am I the…? Am I the only virgin on the crew?!’
Getting lost in thought was the perfect time for the only member of the crew still a question mark to strike. His stretchy hand yanking only the meat portions of her kebab with expert precision before munching down on it in one gulp. Sanji’s foot met his skull almost as quickly, but Nami’s attention was only on one track right now.
“L-Luffy!” She exclaimed while the lump on his head grew, “Are you… are you joining the others?”
“Hm?” He asked, “Where you going?”
“Fuck some whores,” replied Zoro.
Luffy tilted his head, unsure what he meant. “What?”
“Oh thank god…” Nami quietly exhaled in relief.
“No come on, you know,” said Usopp, snapping his fingers while trying to recollect, “Ahh, how did you say it last time? We’re gonna, uhh… drain your family jewels! That was it.”
“Ohhh!!” Luffy cooed, looking rather excited with his big meat stained grin, “Yeah yeah yeah! My jewels have been feeling really backed up! We going now?”
Sanji lightly bonked him on the head again with the backup kebabs he had just retrieved, “Let’s eat with Nami and go in the evening. It’s rude to just leave her behind.”
“Why doesn’t she drain her jewels?” He asked, tilting his head towards her openly shocked maw.
“Girls don’t need to do that, idiot.” Usopp scolded.
Luffy looked confused again, “Really? Dadan’s lady bandit friends kept saying that’s why they needed to do it with me.”
Zoro nodded, “You’re right, some girls really seem to need it. I basically had a bounty of my own going between the girl hunters trying to track me down.”
Usopp scratched his chin, “Hmm, after I switched to only doing Kaya, I guess I did have some of the village whores paying me to fuck them again…”
Sanji was still holding the kebab to present it to Nami, despite her attention clearly being elsewhere, “Some of the ladies visiting the Baratie would buy a meal just to see me again. I think a few of them nearly skipped eating entirely, but I made sure they didn’t waste the food.”
Nami saw all of her friends in a completely new light. Suddenly the group of goofy guys not being that interested in women were a quad of muscular adult pirates that pleasured the world with their huge cocks. And somehow she’d gone from feeling like their sexy female friend to the lonely unloved virgin.
“So… you’re all just, like, really good at sex?”
“I guess,” shrugged Usopp, still eating his kebab.
Nami bit her lip, gripping at the deckchair nervously but a building excitement inside her, “Well… if you guys are paying for it anyway, maybe I can be convinced-”
“I’ll pass.”
Nami was shocked.
They all passed at the same time? She hadn’t even got out her full proposition yet!
“What?!” She exclaimed, looking briefly down at her sexy body to confirm she didn’t have any horrible scars she didn’t know about, “Why?!”
“You’re our friend,” said Luffy.
“Yeah, friends don’t pay each other for sex,” agreed Usopp.
“If it goes wrong we’ll be living in the same damn ship,” said Zoro.
“Also it’s always good to be safe medically, and we don’t have a doctor on board,” hummed Sanji.
“I brought plenty of lube though! I even made up my own special concoction that mixes in a light aphrodisiac for the woman.”
Zoro nodded at Usopp’s preparedness, “Nice. Bring that along.”
“Hey! I feel like you’re ignoring me here!” Nami once more protested, “So I’m just the only one not good enough for you four?! Maybe I do need to drain my jewels, huh?!”
They all collectively gave each other a look before responding.
Zoro was the one to ask first, “Do you actually want this or are you just lashing out from a sense of inferiority?”
“Buh?!” Nami was taken aback by the man that was so usually focused on swords being this insightful, “I… what does it matter to you?!”
Zoro continued, “Because it’s important. Are you trying to initiate sex or wanting someone to fuck you? They’re two different things. Sex is intimate and explorative. Just because we pay to fuck doesn’t mean we’re complete fools on the matter.”
“We only just dealt with Arlong, so you might be feeling emotionally vulnerable. You shouldn’t just leap at us because we’re here.” said Sanji.
“I don’t wanna hurt Nami like those girls who tried to do it with me just because they saw I had a big family jewel!” Luffy agreed.
“...well, you guys just have all the answers don’t you?” huffed Nami.
It did make her think though. What did she want? This was probably all happening too fast, with her fast heart rate not helping matters at all. These were the four that had saved her from a world of pain and suffering, embers of lust had already sparked inside her for each of them individually just from being around them naturally. Now she finds out they are certified sex gods with proven track records and oversized dicks, so she couldn’t really blame herself for feeling naturally curious. If there was anyone she trusted to do the right thing, it would be them. Youthful excitement bubbled inside her even now, but her pride was too high to simply ask them for sex.
With a flip of her hair, Nami replied, “Money is money, and I’d rather not buy a male escort to get myself off… so, do you guys mind paying me to do stuff too?”
She knew she probably sounded a little too hopeful with that final question. She gulped her throat when the four all quietly looked at each other then huddled up, a series of whispers occurring out of her earshot as they talked about her offer. It felt demeaning, especially that they weren’t chomping at the bit to be with her, but she had to respect their respectfulness.
After a minute they all turned.
“We’ll pay you only for blowjobs,” said Zoro, still the most confidently assertive of the four, “If you want to go further than that with anyone then that’s on you. We still won’t pay you for proper sex or fucking.”
Considering she hadn’t ever sucked a cock before, Nami felt it strange that her mouth filled with saliva at the idea of sucking them off. With an ‘annoyed’ tone she quickly shook his outstretched hand, “Fine. Deal.”
The five Straw Hat pirates all stood around after that. Nami had never felt quite like the shortest member of the crew until right now, surrounded on all sides by her friends and their potentially huge and definitely close dicks.
“Um, now what?” asked Usopp, filling the silence that had followed.
Nami gulped again, “Well… does anyone want to go first?”
They all turned her down.
It had been a lot of umming and ahhing, excuses to eat food and relax rather than follow her to a secluded part of the beach, until eventually she gave up. She wasn’t exactly ASKING them to let her suck them off, her pride still demanded they ask her… but all of them were either too courteous or ambivalent to actually go for it. Zoro had made it pretty clear he thought she was just doing all this for money rather than any actual desire.
So time continued forwards and the topic was dropped. All with the knowledge eating away at her that her muscular friends (and Usopp) all had huge cocks wanting to be sucked. Where these strange desires had come from she had no clue–perhaps just youthful hormones eating away at her–but they were here now and refusing to pass.
Everyone returned to the ship, ready to set off in the morning once the log pose had been set, but with how restless her sleep was she knew she heard them leave. Forcing her to lie in the woman’s quarters, hot and bothered all night long.
They returned in the middle of the night, quietly not to disturb her, but she knew where they’d all been. The whore house.
She wanted to go out there and confront them, but to what end? ‘Guys, you all chose to spend your money on a different prostitute rather than taking me up on my offer to suck you off?’ It would be mortifying for a multitude of reasons.
Still, they had a few days before they reached Whiskey Peak, surely one of them would crack, right?
Two days later and still nothing.
They’d set sail to a surprise farewell from some of the women from the whore house. Teary goodbyes made from shaky legs to her four companions, some of them begging to let Luffy take them onto his ship. Usopp made some claim to be captain, Sanji declared his love for them, but none of them actually turned the Going Merry around. Which meant Nami was left alone with the four men… who still ignored her.
Nami hadn’t been subtle in her intentions. While they were in a hot climate the amount of sunbathing she was performing increased ten fold. On the second day she even switched to a tighter bikini, yet still none of them approached her.
Life just continued as normal. Sanji cooked, Zoro trained, Luffy played, Usopp worked. There were times when she felt eyes linger on her body a little bit, but whenever she hinted at sucking them off they seemed to lose interest. Licking her pen, touching their legs, giggling at their jokes, any level of flirting was shrugged off like it was just a friend being friendly. The four were as dense as they were girthy, that was for sure… though a part of her believed they were intentionally ignoring her.
Part of her understood it was just a way to make sure she didn’t get hurt, but it was certainly making her feel less sexy. Nami wanted to feel confident in herself too, and around such able bodied pirates surely one of them could provide her with a little bit of fun?
It was when Sanji ignored her while she was lewdly sucking off a popsicle that she decided enough was enough. Marching back to her room to ready her secret weapon.
The see-through bikini was deployed. Clear plastic that covered her nipples only in name, as the translucent material almost made her areola look bigger. Not to mention the sight of her own shaven quim beneath the bottoms. Nami had picked this up by accident while stealing a different bikini, only deciding to keep it out of morbid curiosity. This was the first time she’d actually worn anything so lewd, being practically (if not somehow worse than) naked.
Out of instinct she also threw on a robe. It was coming up to midday now. Technically, she could just sit on her deckchair again and hope any one of them loses the will to resist, but it was also far too embarrassing and exposing for that.
No, instead she decided to hunt down the closest member of the crew… maybe even the weakest member if they really did end up hurting others with those crotchal weapons.
Which meant, obviously…
“N-Nami?!” Usopp fumbled with his screwdriver as soon as he saw the barely clothed crewmember enter the men’s quarters. It was a small ship so when Usopp wanted to work in private on his arsenal it was either here or on the deck. “Wh-what are you… d-d-d-doing?”
His stammering made her feel a bit more confident her hourglass body still had it. Subtly she locked the door behind her, making sure to keep his focus on her body with every hip shake and breast jiggle.
“I was just thinking how lonely I was feeling,” said Nami, pouting ever so gently with her puffy lips.
“R-really? Lonely?” He gulped, unable to tear his gaze away from her body, “On this ship?”
“I know. Sounds so cruel when I’m surrounded by such hot studs all around me.” Nami’s voice both purred and hissed each syllable it needed to emphasise her heat. She approached the rigidly stiff man slowly, prowling him, gliding over his bare shoulders with her fingertips while ‘accidentally’ brushing her body against him. “I wonder if there’s anything we can do together… that may benefit us both? Hm?”
Usopp fidgeted, his thicker right pant leg seeming to twitch under his overalls, “I… uh… I’m a little low on f-funds…”
“I’m sure I can discount you,” said Nami, not letting him weasel out of this, “it’s our first time like this, why don’t you just pay me however much you think is fair?”
Then he sighed.
“You’re really not going to let this go, are you?”
Instantly Nami took her hands off of him, covering up her body with her bathrobe again, “Wh-why are you acting like this is some burden?! Am I that ugly compared to your wh-?!”
Before she could leave, Nami’s arms were grabbed tightly. Usopp had stood up to loom so closely to her. His eyes cast in shadow, firmly keeping her close without hurting her. “It’s not a burden.” His voice was low and full of hunger, “You’re… so hot. This outfit is incredible. Trust me, I want to, so badly. But just… feel it.”
Nami gulped. Part of her thought she should just back away, but hearing how desperately she was wanted made her heart pound hard. That curiosity after days of hormonal frustration got the better of her. Hands bridging that gap he refused to bridge himself.
She couldn’t stop her eyes bulging as she felt his bulge. The hardness was threatening to rip Usopp’s overalls apart. Somehow she could feel the intense heat emanating through the cloth, it was like he’d shoved a piece of burning metal down there. Nami couldn’t fully get an idea of how long it was from this angle, but it was enough to confirm that what she saw on the ocean the other day was no mirage.
“The reason we go to professionals, the reason we all agreed to not do anything with you unless you asked and were a thousand percent sure… is that sometimes it’s not worth it. I’d definitely take a life long friendship with you over any quick thrill.”
Lust is a fickle thing. Even before the pantsing incident, Nami knew she’d had at least one sexual dream about all four of the men. Thoughts of what their lives could be like had passed through her mind while drawing her maps or relaxing on the deck. Starting a cafe with Sanji and sneakily sucking him off while waiting for something to cook, letting Zoro train his stamina with long all night fuck fests, teaching Luffy how a woman’s body feels (before she found out he was an expert), and even her fellow liar here had entered her fleeting dreams. The scene had played out far differently in her head, maybe a drunken mishap or him walking in on her, then Nami would seduce Usopp for fun while he timidly went along with whatever she said.
Would she have preferred the daydream? She’ll never truly find out. Right now, Usopp was a lustful pirate whose massive cock was in pain, and this reality was revving her engine like crazy.
“I never did get to say thank you for saving me from Arlong. Not properly,” said Nami, flicking open his left overall strap to loosen his clothes. She could see him gulp, shuddering at her slightest touch as she stroked down his bare arm. Her other hand went to the only strap holding up his clothes, tantalisingly playing with it without releasing it fully, “I want it, do you want it?”
He shuddered again, quietly nodding with a soft grunt at the inevitability of Nami’s desires, “Mm…”
“Come on, let’s ruin our friendship.”
Like a magic trick, all was revealed at once.
Usopp’s cock sprang upwards like a Sea King bursting from the waves. His underwear’s button completely ripped open, letting the full breadth of meat appear at full mast. The hot pole practically thwacked her in the hip, rubbing up against her increasingly sweaty skin. Rugged veins completely contrasting with her delicate smoothness.
Nami wasn’t even sure when she’d lowered herself to her knees. That deep desire to get a closer look and touch this huge boiling pole drove her, yet now that she was here the intimidation factor was high. It towered over her, throbbing, twitching, leaking, urging her to give in to all her new desires. She never noticed, but drool leaked out her lips to dribble and roll down those idyllic tits of hers. Her body continued to move without her input, as Nami soon found herself analysing Usopp’s incredible length with her fingertips.
“How… is this even possible?”
“Dunno… Kaya said it was ‘genetics’ but one of the escorts on my island let it slip that I was ‘so much bigger than my father’.” Usopp shrugged, only half paying attention to his own words, “Your hands feel good…”
Nami looked up at him inquisitively, “Yeah?”
“Mmmm…” He hummed, closing his eyes to let her ministrations wash over him. Feeling bold, Nami started squeezing the huge girth a little more, watching his reactions to her technique just as much as watching that huge dick. “Do you mind spitting on it or should I get some lube for you?”
“Oh, uh…” This was all new territory for the pirate girl–and having been too focused on stroking him made her only half listen–so Nami just spat indiscriminately on his dick, assuming it was a kink thing. A spray of spittle hitting his cockhead, belly, and leg. “Like that?”
He gave a bit of a pitiable look, “Uh… let me just grab the lube.”
Nami was left on her knees while Usopp walked over to his corner of stuff. The slick sniper undressed his underwear as he walked, grabbing the jar and rubbing its contents on his dick in only a few seconds before returning. He also brought his pillow for her to kneel on as well.
Now dripping with translucent liquid, Nami could feel the difference as soon as she gripped his cock again. Able to run her hands up and down his shaft with ease, now using both of her grippers to feel every inch of Usopp’s mammoth trunk. Still earning more gasps and moans from the sniper as she explored him at her own pace. There was almost no rhythm to her motions. A soft grip that run up and down, up and down, but also around and on the side and then down again, then up, a pause to admire the underside, down but slowly.
It was all a bit maddening for Usopp, but he wasn’t having a bad time either. He knew Nami was an amateur here. He’d had a few virgins in his time, but none as sexy or curious as Nami. Though when she poked his balls a little too hard he did suddenly snap at her.
“Careful!”
“S-sorry!” She squeaked, retreating her hands completely, “Are you hurt?”
“No, it’s fine. But, you know, be careful with those.”
“Right…” She mumbled, feeling a little awkward now, “Hey, just so I know, how did Kaya do it?”
Usopp lowered an eyebrow, “You really wanna know?”
“Well… every dick is different, w-when you suck it.” She claimed, not exactly selling herself as top liar of the crew right now, “So I was just curious if she knew what techniques you liked.”
Usopp could tell she wasn’t exactly trying to hide her lies, but instead just making a believable cover for her not to ask what to do directly. They always could see through each other’s bullshit. “Okay, well… she used to treat my balls nice-”
“I said I was sorry!”
“Do you wanna know what she did or not?!” He snapped back.
With a slightly begrudging frown, Nami nodded. “Fine. Treat them nice, how? Like… this?”
It was definitely the first time she’d ever felt balls before. She had imagined it felt similar to a bunch of beli in a leather sack–a fact she knew Usopp would tease her about–so when she touched them she really wasn’t expecting it to be so warm. So alive. So huge. His pube hairs were cut short, but still fuzzed around his oversized nuts. There was a real hefty weight to those orbs she gently stroked, far more than any moneypouch, filled with far more squirmier beasts than beli.
Sperm. Male essence. The baby making sauce.
Nami was definitely not ready for that conversation, but a girl wonders, she thinks about these things, never expecting to be staring down the barrel of a one eyed beast like this.
“While doing th-that… she’d lick up and down my shaft…”
Oh right, Usopp was still here. She’d sort of just got lost in his nuts and forgotten she was supposed to be pleasing him. For money, right? Something like that. With a quick nod, Nami poked her tongue out and did her best to travel from base of nuts to mushroom tip.
The taste was far greater than she had assumed it was going to be. A man that only washed every two days, running about in the hot climate in overalls, having to jump in the ocean every few hours to rescue Luffy, she’d definitely assumed the worst. And, admittedly, it wasn’t exactly a well seasoned Sanji made pasta meal with tangerine juice. It was sour, salty, and incredible. The taste of a man. Maybe it was the raw powerful pheromones seeping into her tongue, maybe it was the lust for cock that enhanced the flavour, or maybe it was the slight rose flavoured lube that Usopp had spread around. Either way, Nami had no qualms continuing to lick up and down on repeat.
She felt she was starting to get the hang of it. Flicking her tongue around with some style, adding her puffy lips to the mix, going low enough to suck one of his heavy balls into her mouth as well. Seconds turned into minutes as she continued to take her time to explore this dick as much as she could, hearing about ‘how Kaya did it’ and adjusting her technique accordingly. Finding Usopp’s weak spots–his frenulum, his precum leaking slit, one of the more throbbing veins–and hearing him moan each time she teased it made her grow in confidence.
Usopp never thought the high and mighty Nami would ever kneel before him like this, but he’d always secretly hoped. Despite the agreement the men had reached to leave her alone, he wasn’t blind. Nami’s curves were legendary, the type of body that could start a war between the world’s greatest powers. Having her kneel before him was hot as hell, even if she was clearly amateurish in technique.
“How long does it normally take for you to…?” Nami left the question hanging, feeling strange saying the word ‘cum’. Like she’d summon a load as soon as she mentioned it, and she was pretty happy licking this thick dick presently.
“U-usally it takes…” Usopp failed to finish his own sentence in turn. “Nevermind.”
“What?”
He gave a concerned frown, “Well… there’s only one part left, but I think we should leave it for today.”
“What is it, Usopp?” asked Nami, pressuring his pleasure by slowing her hand running along his shaft.
“...deepthroating. But that’s seriously a bad idea, Nami!” He insisted, waving his hands around in front of her face alarmingly, “You’ve done a great job so far! No need to maybe hurt yourself…”
“Oi, I’m a big girl. I can handle…” She gulped, even after licking every inch of this cock clean she felt like she was really noticing how big it was now. Having it go all the way into her throat? That… “...I can h-handle it.”
Usopp was conflicted, but lusts were getting the better of his sense too. He quickly grabbed a nearby chair and sat down on it, with this new position she’d be able to adjust herself a little easier and lean on his legs for support if needed. It also meant he could pull her off his girth quicker. After applying another load of lube he gave a nod, getting her to scoot her pillow closer. “Just… just only go so far as you think you can. Stop and turn back before you hurt yourself, please?”
“Fine, fine. Big worry wart.” She huffed, pushing past her own nerves to grip his cock and aim her lips at it. At full mast she really needed to stretch up to place her lips on it. Precum bubbled into her mouth, practically flooding her tongue with his salty juices. Her cushiony lips had to stretch to just get his tip inside, and though she was beginning to think this was a bad idea, Nami pushed forwards.
“Slowly… slowwwlllyyy….” Usopp emphasised, feeling inch after inch disappear into her gullet. “Slowly… slow-! W-woah… woah!” He had his hand on her head, and at first had tried to physically slow her down to not hurt her throat. What he hadn’t expected was her to keep pushing, keep swallowing his dick, going incredibly deep into her tight, wet, hot throat on the first descent.“HOFUCK!” Usopp exclaimed, having to grip at the chair’s arms as Nami continued to dive. She nearly deepthroated his entire beast before finally retreating upwards for air. Usopp was panting and twitching, having not been prepared at all for such an intense level of pleasure, “Wh-what the hell?!”
Nami was confused at his reaction, “What? You said to deepthroat!”
“Y-you were really… ha…. implying you’d never done this before…”
“I-I haven’t!” She protested, pouting sadly at his dripping dick, “Was it really that bad?”
“Bad?!” He laughed, having to wipe his brow in sheer disbelief, “Nami. You’ve gone further down my dick than anyone I’ve ever been with before! Not even Kaya–after weeks of training might I add–got it that deep without coughing and gagging like crazy! That was fucking amazing!”
Nami blinked, not expecting such praise, “Huh… I guess I’ve never really had a gag reflex…” She reflected, swallowing proudly at her throat before a happy grin spread over her face, “Glad you purchased my services then?”
He was quick to nod, “Fuck yeah. You, uh, you okay to do it again?” He asked, elated to see her mouth return to the end of his dick and begin to descend once more. Saliva spreading further down his pole as Nami stuffed her gullet more and more with his cock, “Mm… damn, that’s such a tight throat. Oohhh…”
Usopp couldn’t hold himself from groaning now. Never had he had a blowjob like this. Nami seemed totally at home spreading her throat around his girth, swallowing repeatedly to tense her neck against his sensitive pole, swirling her tongue against him in a curious manner as if to taste every part of him. It was beyond words. He began to pant and twitch with each thrust of her head down his shaft. Glugs and slurps filling his ears, soft breasts rubbing against his thighs, and burning pleasure beginning to enflame his abdomen.
“Kaya would… go faster…” He mumbled, fluttering his eyes when Nami obeyed, her bob cut bobbing rapidly in front of him. “Kaya would… oh fuck, N-Nami! ”
“Hmm~” She tauntily hummed, vibrating her throat a little against his pole. Drool leaked past his lips, nowhere near the amount the amount Nami was leaking but growing in density the more she skull fucked herself against his dick.
After being at it for so long before the pleasure surge, Usopp’s will was beginning to break. Nami’s slurping and slobbering fellatio was taking its toll, pushing him ever closer to
“N-Namiiii…” He groaned, struggling to get the words out, “I-I’m c-close… c-careful… b-big…”
Boldened by her abilities, Nami decided to complete the way she thought she had to. Speeding up her bj with quick but deep thrusts, forcing Usopp into an o-face as he scrambled to warn her by pushing her off but too late. His head shot backwards over the chair with his hips pushing his dick deeper into her throat just as his jizz erupted directly into her stomach.
Nami instantly felt full. As Usopp’s cum grew his cock further in her throat, a massive load delivered so forcefully that she quickly had to retreat. Due to him cumming, Nami’s gullet struggled to remove the dick she’d just been sucking so hard. More cum flooded her on its way out her mouth, blasting and basting her tongue in a much purer man juice flavour before she managed to pop it from her lips. She could finally see the pure white heated sauce erupt right from his oversized cock slit itself, waving around like a fire hose, first covering her tits then her chin, cheek, nose bridge, forehead, all in one go. Not stopping once loose from her lips, Usopp’s huge nut just kept pumping out over her face with zero mercy. Nami instinctively held her tongue out to catch as much of the amazing taste as she could, trying to aim his hefty beast towards her lips before it finally started to peter out.
Smeared, sticky, and covered in sauce. The ginger pirate looking more semen than woman at this point, a glaze to her body that she quickly began to lick up where she could. It was a bit much for her though, and so she appreciated when Usopp handed her a towel to wipe herself down.
“Are you still hard?” Nami asked once she’d gotten the jizz out of her eyes, “That’s not normal, right?”
“I mean… for me?” He shrugged, trying to not gloat too hard with his smirk, “We can call it there though. Unless…”
Nami gulped, feeling a deep twitch in her ovulating womb as she considered Usopp’s implication. “Unless…”
“ISLANNDDDD!”