Azure And Crimson, Magical Girls Of Light: Season 1Episode 8: Intense Training free porn video
Kristen Flint opened up the door to her dorm room and instantly knew it had happened. There were no sheets on the bottom bunk, the second dresser was completely empty, and the little mini-fridge was gone, but her flavored waters were strewn across the floor. There wasn’t even a note or anything. There was nothing in her inbox on her phone. Her roommate Alice was just gone.
Her heart sunk and her stomach twisted. She’d seemed so nice when Kristen first got there. Sure, she wasn’t like the girls Kristen usually hung out with, but geeky girls are supposed to be cool now. Kristen had tried to be nice with her. She growled to the ceiling in pitiful frustration.
It’s not that she didn’t know this was coming. Kristen slammed her keys down insistent that she indeed knew it was coming. It just hurt. More than she expected in fact. For the first five minutes she wallowed.
“No screw this, I have been playing nice and being sweet for so long, it’s been hard and now...” She paused as the words ‘Long and hard’ bounced around in her head. She thought about Caleb and got a goofy grin. ‘Well, I do have the room to myself now.’
She pulled out her cell phone. ‘No, I can’t just booty call him, I am not just going to use a guy for sex.’ She put the phone back in her pocket. ‘But guys do it all the time and who cares about mixed signals. Guys only care about that stuff if they don’t get laid. If they do they’re happy no matter what.’
“But what about me,” she said with a sigh. ‘Why, what difference does it make, and what do I actually feel about him. He’s kind of dumb and completely not interested in anything I do. Plus he’s super hippy. I could never trust him with my secret identity.’
Her indecision turned to a twisting gnaw in her gut as she stared at the phone and tucked it back in her shots. Finally, she let out another helpless shrieking growl.
She pulled out her phone and just texted him:
>> Hey ;)
No response. A minute later she checked and saw his little bubble pop up. He was typing! No response. Why? What was he typing? Why did he stop? Why wouldn’t he respond. Fuck, couldn’t he tell from the winky face that she was being playful?
>>...
Nothing. Why couldn’t just reach out to her? Was he playing a game? Was he sick of her? Why?
“Screw this, I need to go for a walk.” Kristen was really getting to like Florida weather. Maybe it was a little too warm to wear long pants, but that suited her fine. Short shorts and a tank top and bra was all she needed. Frankly, she really wanted to go without a bra. She had a couple times lately, but the feel of the cotton tank top rubbing against her nipples felt a little too good and she gave a few guys an eyeful. The gals weren’t exactly giving her great looks though. Whatever, she shoved all thoughts out of her mind and went to change.
Kristen Flint strutted along the sidewalk, basking in the glow of the warm sun and tried to clear her mind of stress. Homework could wait. Hell, she was a superheroine, homework could wait forever as far as she was concerned right now.
A guy strode up next to her, “Hey cutie.”
She looked at him, average looking guy, maybe a bit more muscular than the average guy not certainly no real athlete. “Do I know you?”
“No, and that’s a shame, let’s change that, I’m James.”
“Good for you,” she continued walking.
“Okay, that’s an interesting way to play it. But I guess some girls like to pretend to be bitches. Makes it more fun.”
“Ek-fucking-scuse me?”
“Oh don’t pretend to be shocked.”
“Yeah you can go fuck yourself now, bye-bye,” she waved one finger at him. The middle one.
He grabbed her and shoved her up against the wall, “Bitch, your a fucking beta sow, you can’t talk to ME like that!”
Under any normal circumstance, any normal woman of her stature would be terrified in this situation. Kristen didn’t have any of that fear. Instead, she grabbed his arm and just smiled at him as he held her neck and started pawing at her breasts with the other hand. She’d started to gather the power in her hands to burn him, but stopped, “You know something, you’re really lucky.”
“Yeah, that’s better cunt, smile for me. I’m getting lucky right here.”
“Look behind you, jackass,” Kristen had half a mind to transform and melt him, even though she knew she was never supposed to use her powers to hurt innocents or humans. This guy was far from innocent, but still human. But instead she saw a couple members of the football team coming up behind him.
“Is there a problem here?” one of them asked. If she had to guess she’d say, linebacker maybe?
“Yeah, this dumb cunt mouthed off to me, and now it’s time to teach her some respect.”
“Oh hell no,” another replied. He looked more like an offensive lineman. A huge towering barrel of a pacific islander with wrists as thick as her thighs.
She chuckled, “Lucky you.”
But instead of grabbing his arm off her neck, they grabbed her arms and pulled them off his hand and pinned them to the wall. “Beta’s must be punished.”
The other one nodded, “Yeah bra.”
“What the-” Kristen wasn’t having it anymore and transformed instantly with a forgetful flash. The young misogynists were knocked back as she announced, “I am the Crimson Spirit, and you limp dicks are about to burn!”
The Crimson Spirit glowed bright with power, her hair billowing out a bright flame red burst. Her outfit had changed again, this time, it was merely a white sports bra with a fiery “CS” emblem and a short low rise skirt with white panties along with the same laceless shoes with bows. She sped forward and knocked the two football players on their backs. Just for shits and giggles she pantsed them and melted the elastic in their sweatpants. “Have a seat!”
“And you, you little numbnuts,” Crimson grabbed the main assailant by the shirt and lifted him up in the air. Suspended in midair, she ripped off his shorts with a little pyrotechnic aide. The remnants fell aside in flames as she uncovered his stiff rod of a cock. “You wanted to get off didn’t you. You wanted to get your cock all hard and put it into some innocent girl didn’t you? Admit it! Admit it!”
“Yes, yes I do, I did!”
She was so angry, so furious, she was definitely going to tear him a new one, only she found herself staring at his cock. It was so hard, so big and ... tempting. Maybe justice would be served if she gave him a taste of his own medicine. She felt her righteous fury swell mixed in with a desire to get her hands on that cock. Maybe she could take him instead, wouldn’t that be only fair? Just the thought of that cock spasming and cumming on her skin gave her a little shiver of pleasure.
“Okay, douche canoe, let’s have a go.”
“Wha-oaahah!”
She flew up to the rooftop of the student’s center and put him down on his back. The shock of it started wilting his hard-on.
“Oh no you don’t,” she straddled his legs and gripped his cock in her hands, “You know what? You think you’re a badass, well now you get a chance to prove it. See, I have been surrounded by weak little men who can’t keep it up and you know what I really want?” Her fingers stroked and coaxed his cock back to life. The warmth of it in her hands and the soft rubbery skin combined with the stiff core gave Crimson a thrill as she stared at the bulbous cock head.
“I haven’t gotten off in forever and I really want a good solid all through the night fucking until I’ve cum so much I can’t walk the next day. That’s what I want.”
Crimson smiled to herself, ‘I’m just going to scare him, he’ll have no clue what hit him.’
He started to get up but she shoved him back without bothering to look at his eyes, “Stay down, I’m not finished.” She continued, eyes fixated on his cock, “I want to see cum spraying out of you all over my body. Then I want to taste you, but that’s just foreplay. Then I want you inside me fucking me and staying hard and I cum over and over again. I want to feel you fill me up with so much cum that it dribbles down my leg and keep staying hard as I ride you over and over. That’s what I want.”
“Oh baby, you are something-”
“Shut up, I wasn’t talking to you,” she spat at his face. Crimson looked back to his cock, her pussy now moist and aching with desire, “But you. You promise me pleasure, so hard now, but it won’t last. You’ll spurt once and you’ll be done, back down to little softie. But I want you to be good and hard, I want you to stay thick and rigid.” She rubbed it faster as her hips began rolling, grinding her cunt lips into his knees.
‘Time to really freak him out,’ Crimson grinned. “Now listen close, I’m going to fuck you, and you better not cum until I tell you to, got it? Because otherwise,” she lifted a hand menacingly and flames rippled from her palm. “Otherwise there won’t be anything left of you to identify.”
The Crimson Spirit continued rocking her pussy against his knees, reveling in the pleasure before her baleful grin set upon him again. “Are you ready for the fuck of a lifetime? Because if so, I’ll mount you right now. But if you’re too much of a numb nuts and you’re scared, I’ll let you go. I’ll show you mercy, more - ooh - mercy than you’d show any girl you’ve assaulted. Come on big boy,” Crimson fell upon him, her lips inches from his face, her hand right by his head holding a fireball so hot it started singeing his hair, “ready to taste my fire or do you want mercy?”
“Oh crap, you’re crazy!”
“Three seconds...”
“Mercy, mercy!!”
“Awww,” Crimson pushed off and sat up. “You’re no fun, but I guess I’ll let you go. But if I find out that you hurt even one more girl, I’m coming back and I’ll burn you alive. Slowly. Keeping you alive for as long as possible. I can do that you know.” As an after thought, she lit his book bag on fire. “Oh well, have fun getting home. Toodles!” The Crimson Spirit flew off leaving her attacker without any pants or underwear on a rooftop with no phone.
‘Okay, was that over the top? Was that too much? Fuck that, he fucking deserved that. I bet he’s assaulted all kinds of woman. Plus he’d never get any real prison time for it, not the way the courts run. Hell, I am the emissary of a fucking goddess, I will deal with this shit any way I fucking please.’
As she flew off in the sunlight she basked in it’s glow, ‘Goddess that felt so fucking GOOD!’ Indeed she was feeling so good that her thin white panties under her skirt here throbbing with heat.
Azure had been surprised at how eager Crimson was to train tonight. Of course, as Crimson landed, Azure’s eyes popped. The Crimson Spirit’s outfit was scandalous, and Azure was getting used to seeing more and more of Kristen’s toned lithe body, but this was quite a bit more. Her eyes lingered on her pupil’s slim torso and the flaring curvature of her hips. Her little vertical navel trailing down to her short skirt. But more than that, it was the aura of power that just emanated from her. Not the fiery power, but an aura of dominance. Azure suddenly felt a bit bashful about her own glances.
“Hey, I’m all in on training, but first, I gotta say, the boys on campus are getting out of control. Seriously, the groping and crap? The harassment’s gotta stop, I am sick of it.”
Azure nodded, “I agree, it is not right. The Dark Trickster is influencing the entire community now.”
“You know, I bet it’s not all him either. It’s all the testosterone poisoning these guys are-” Crimson growled out in frustration. “Stupid boys!”
Azure smiled, “It is true, I’ve never found much use for silly boys.”
“Ugh, alright I just had to let that out. Okay, let’s go to work.”
Azure began guiding her partner through meditation and breathing exercises. Though she was trying to pay full attention to technique, her eyes kept lingering on the Crimson Spirit’s lips. They were slim and moist since her partner seemed to develop a habit of wetting her lips as she spoke. Each time she did, Azure was a bit more captivated by those beautiful wet lips. She pushed down those feelings though. Now wasn’t the time nor the place. Even if she was so beautiful, powerful, and sexy...
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