Jinx Trains Piltover's Finest (Trap)

Vi's apartment was small enough, a modestly sized affair dwarfed by the crude garage affixed to its side. Unlike her shop which laid bureaucratically organized, even if a tad messy, her house was but a shade of her workspace's efficiency. A moth eaten couch dominated that squat living room, while a small table stand separated the recliner from the couch. Tucked into the corner of the room and facin' the front door and kitchen, they sat there, illuminated in the pale green light of the hextech lamp. Jinx was sitting on the windowsill, grinning in at Vi. She'd been meeting her like this for the last few weeks, enjoying the private li'l moments together more than she'd readily admit.

 

"It looked like Caitlyn's knees were bruised in the match today, probably from sucking too much dick!"

 

"More along the lines of from her kneeling down to snipe a certain wannabe anarchist," replied Vi.

 

"Mmhmhm... It's not like I didn't happen to see that stuck-up gal kneelin' down in the bushes and decided to creep up behind her, yank her head back by her hair and then sit down on her dumb, fat face!"

 

Jinx giggled naughtily when he saw Vi's expression of shock, eagerly continuing, "I'm quite a dainty little thing, my butthole does require frequent attention from female tongues to keep me well polished... And who better to do it than Piltover's Finest, hmm?"

 

He expected Vi to boot him out, leaning forward a li'l bit to see if anger was already slowing spread across Vi's features, when instead the thug gal turned towards her... Vi allowed herself a slight grin, wry and playful as it teased its way across her lips. "Well, Piltover's Finest is technically Caitlyn AND Vi, suga'. Now, unless ya sayin' ya feel a need for a bit of two on one.."

 

Jinx's face lit up as the suggestion made his mind turn to the crudest, most filthy things... Both of those stuffy, stuck-up bitches who were always ruining his fun, each broken in beyond repair as his bitches, obediently providing their faces as support for Jinx's juicy butt... And both those hot, wet tongues squirming up his asshole at the same time... "Nnngh... F-Fuck... M-Maybe I am! I like two of everything!"

 

Vi laughed, and truly it was a soft and playful sound, lighthearted even as it rumbled from her chest in so smoky a sound. A laugh as thick and full bodied as that mercurial grin, a shit-eating expression that tugged at the corners of her mouth, almond lips peeling back to reveal the faintest glimpse of the brawler's crooked teeth. Ah, there was an amusement to her features, a permeating yet fickle amusement that lingered about her as she eased forward, a calloused hand idly rising to her own cheek, cupping it as she gazed upon her newest treat. "Ya know, suga', I can see this quickly gettin' fun."

 

Jinxy was squirmin' like crazy as that prowling tomcat sized her up... He was allllways thinking about slipping it to those two cops, gripping their juicy fat hips and just pumpin' into them until it felt like his goddamn dick was gonna fall off! And now here was Vi, supposedly a noble enforcer of the city Jinx loved to terrorize, acting like a total sleazebag! "Hey... This better not be some kinda trick, cop!" At this stage, it was practically just a formality. Jinx would've probably strolled right into prison if Vi was waiting inside with her legs spread.

 

Vi entertained the thought for a moment. Hell, Violette would of been lyin' if she said she hadn't considered using her own body once or twice during her misspent youth in the slums and backwaters of Piltover. It wouldn't of been her first time, either. Though, it wasn't exactly a pleasant note to dwell upon. Nonetheless, the Piltover Enforcer paused for that moment, sucking upon the inside of her cheek as her arms awkwardly shifted, one arm settling on the counter before her and the other shifting, her palm sliding from her cheek to the faint swell of a chin. Perched upon it and wearing that oily grin like a badge of honor, the brawler scrutinized the li'l shithead before her, drinking in his every detail as her light blue eyes trailed along his frame. Movin' up and down from the slender yet defined legs of a runner to the undefined expanse of his chest. Tch, he wasn't exactly her normal choice when it came to men... yet..

 

"Nah, it ain' a trick. Piltover's Finest facing off against Zaun's very own anarchist."

 

Jinx's slender, demure frame was exactly the kind of body that made gals go into heat, combining delicacy with this kinda raw energy that made him seem like he was just constantly aching to be nestling between a mature lady's thick thighs and working up a juicy, heated sweat pumping away at her plump body. So springy and energetic, he could barely stay still as Vi was teasin' him.

 

His whole body begged to be soaked by female tongues, like that flat, titless chest that stretched out that lewd li'l bikini top so teasingly, but even moreso those jaw-droppingly tight, hot abs below that. It just seemed unfair a "boy" could look like that, all that creamy, flawless skin on display, showing off where he'd been dipped in inks and paints to make those cutie cloud tattoos. And below that, those tight fuckin' shorts that would no doubt just peel off to reveal a juicy, fat thigh-slapping schlong-baton that would give any Piltover gal the internal beating her womb was craving. He was just so fucking cute it made 'em wanna cry!

 

His long, mascaraed eyebrows fluttered at her suggestion, his tongue lashing over those full-painted lips. "Hyaaahahaha! Fathands wants a fat fuck! Mm, what if I say no? You gonna chase me, Fathands? Huh? Huh?"

 

Vi yanked a certain li'l twink up and off his feet and down into her lap as she plopped back into her recliner. "Maybe I will! But no need when I've already caught you, now there is?"

 

"Nngh! Ah, hey!" Jinx got CC'd enough already by this big-armed muscle bimbo, being pulled into her lap was the last thing he wanted! "Z-Zap! Flame Chompers! Grrrr!" He couldn't help but squirm around helplessly. "Stupid Vi!"

 

Allowing that grin to ease its way across her almond lips, the officer lingered there, lazily reclining back and into her chair as a single arm laid possessively curled about the criminal's waist, her fingers gently kneading at the uncovered expanse of his navel. "Quit'cha whinin', pop rocks."

 

Jinx's hot little midriff was totally exposed in that naughty li'l slutty gal outfit he had on, with the tiny bitch shorts and the too-tight bikini top; kinda silly given how vulnerable and weak he was there. His flat, tight as a drum belly was one of his favourite spots to be touched, the skin so pale it was almost grey and feeling absolutely silky-soft. He chewed his lip a li'l, unable to keep a giddy smile spreading across his face. His boyparts were twitchin' like crazy inside those slutty shorts, throwing themselves at the fabric like they wanted to bust out, the denim hurting his fat fuckin' cock as it grew and grew from Vi's belly rubs. He was panting like a doggy in heat from all this attention.

 

Vi was more than capable of putting a squeeze on someone without the crude ingenuity of her gauntlets, hell, Vi cut an impressive enough figure to handle herself more than well without them. Her fingers were rough, thoroughly calloused. The strong, wrench worn hands of a mechanist cut by the odd femininity of her finger's structure, slender and long as they gently stroked and squeezed the bare expanse of flesh beneath her fingers. Her motions were gentle enough, almost absentminded as her nails trailed along ashen flesh, dimpling the flat, undefined expanse of Jinx's stomach. "Ya know," A warmth dribbled from her voice as she began, a warmth thickened by the slight drawl typical among Piltover's slums, "Ya ain't half bad at this." An idle enough comment, innocent and perhaps a bit off canter as she writhed beneath the anarchist's weight. Shifting herself as her spine slouched against the welcoming embrace of her chair, her chin dipped down and settled in the crook of Jinx's neck, her lips lingering a hair's breadth away from his ear and her breath a playful zephyr that teased the front of her throat.

 

Jinx gave a naughty li'l giggle as he  settled more comfortably into Vi's lap, noting just how much larger the woman's hips were than his QT slutboi booty. Fuckin' unreal. What a total milf this pig was. It made his dick ache like crazy wanting to pop-pop-pop off deep inside of her... He swirled his tongue in a circle, then grinned playfully as is reached up behind him, resting a finger on Vi's chin.

 

"Nnn, hey now, cop lady, you don't want an inch of me inside you! I'm probably half your age, and a virgin... Nn, I never go out in the sun, I just stay home and jack off six times a day, 'cause I'm a total deviant pervert, heehee! I bet some mainstream sporty gal like you would rather a dumb jock like Jayce, even if his "Mercury Hammer's" smaller than my pinky! Mmmmhmhm!" He teasingly unbuttoned the top button of his tiny shorts, as he continued to stroke Vi's chin. "That's why I gotta commit crimes instead of holdin' down a job, 'cause I'm sooooo fucking H O R N Y all the time! Instead of going out and meeting gals, I jack off thinking about sitting on their faces and making them fuck their tongues up my butthole, or, mm, penetrating me with big, powerful strapons! And, best of all, making them FAT."

 

He tilted his head all the way back up, his crazy, fucked-up eyes glaring straight into Vi's expression. His grin was so big it was a li'l bit scary. "Any gal I meet up with, she's gonna have a constant struggle to keep herself protected! I wanna make you and that bitchy Sheriff gal super-fat and round with a squirming li'l litter full of my little shits!" If Vi looked past Jinx's face right now, she'd see his shorts were literally on the verge of breaking apart as that titanic cock was thrashing around inside of them as he vividly imagined Vi and Caitlyn both massively pregnant with twins, or triplets or more of his spawn. "So you should think about that if you really wanna take me to bed, cause... condoms are MADE to be broken, Fathands!"

 

Vi knew more than a few ways to describe herself; Caustic, gambling, thieving, bullheaded, ignorant, arrogant, egotistical, sadistic, and even a bitch. Yet, mother wasn't exactly a word that had ever been stapled to her. Hell, it was almost enough to wrench her guts as a ripple of shock all but audibly wracked her frame. A moment's confusion as powerful frame tensed, her fingers nearly bruising Jinx's stomach as her fingers curled into uncertain talons. A moment's shock that left her every muscle on edge, tense as her expression trembled, threatening to dip into a scowl. What in the fuckin' world was wrong with that dirty little brat? For a moment, Violette almost didn't know how to respond. Condoms were meant to be broken? What sort of cheesy fuckin' pun was that? Then again, what had she truly expected from that little nuisance? Then again, who could of expected life bringin' them to this.

 

"Filthy li'l shithead." The warmth had fled from her voice, yet only a cold anger edged her word. Yet, alone, that sentence resonated with so much meaning. "Keep that up, and I'll have no choice but to crush that li'l twig of yours and take ya down to the vet. Get ya snipped up and calmed down a bit. Yeah, that sounds just 'bout right." Vi muttered as she shifted beneath him, her fingers trailing from his stomach and away from his frame. "Up and off me ya fuckin' loon. I'll need somethin' to drink if ya expect me to put up with that type of nonsense." Griping, simply complaining for the sake of hearing her own voice. It was one of Vi's little flaws, and even something she had picked up on and noticed over the years. Not that it'd done much to stop it.

 

"Off." She repeated, her hand shifting back to his stomach and giving it a slight pat. An innocent enough movement till her hand drifted off and away, her fingers just barely grazing across his crotch as it passed towards her thighs. A sticky, humid warmth met her knuckles as it grazed across Jinx's crotch, eliciting a little twitch from her as she shifted about, her gaze narrowing as she peaked down and over his shoulder... and glanced upon that swollen, twitching spire that deviantly filled every last inch of those short's inner leg.

 

Jinxy just grinned. This was so classic Jinx, it wasn't any different from back when she'd announce beforehand she was gonna rob some place, and encourage fat, boneheaded Vi to come out and just tryyyy to stop her. Nothing made robbing the people of Piltover blind feel better than watching that stupid ox's tiny brain having to come to terms with her "Violence solves everything" attitude being so very right. Who loved violence more than Jinx? Well now he  wanted to bring their tussle to Vi's bedroom, openly announcing he was gonna try to sneak his dick in bare, or even pick holes in the condoms, and just daring Vi to stop him. If this was anything like some of their encounters in Piltover, Vi would be broken in again, collared, leashed and reduced to nothing more than a fucksleeve for this hot little trap. This could only end in humiliation. Humiliation and probably also her thick, muscular thighs locked tight around Jinx's ridiculously skinny, pale-skinned butt as she drove herself home in Vi's unprotected pussy.

 

It was hard to believe he was in sooo much danger, really! When she touched off on that huge, masculine-smelling cock, Jinx's whole body went stiff, her back arching, his tongue unfurling and both his hands rising up to lock supertight around the back of Vi's neck, clenching her flesh tightly as she slowly wound down, relaxing from the contact. He was a hot-bodied li'l pleasure pet and there was no doubt the right woman could train him like a dog. Some dominant milf with a juicy fat rack and a penchant for cramming black-toned foot-long strapons into hot and wanting boypussy... Yeah, Jinx would be on his knees in no time, eating out of that bitch's hand... But Vi might not be cut out for that kinda thing... Just like their cops and robbers games, it'd almost certainly end up the kind of relationship where one week Vi drove Jinx's face into the floor, broke his boypussy and brainwashed him into a big-dicked pleasure pig, and then the next week Vi would end up drugfucked stupid from electrodes attached to her pussy and titties, while Jinx lashed and whipped her so hard she'd be bruised and welting for weeks. Well, they were already doing stuff kinda like that anyway, but none of it had gotten Vi pregnant, at least!

 

Jinx eventually relaxed, his addled brain recovering from the prick-touching enough to breathe normally again, and he whined at Vi, "Wh-What if I don't wanna? What if I want you to touch my dick some more, pig? I bet it's hard enough to hang six or seven of those donuts you like so much off of, you wanna eat 'em off? Aaahahaha!" She giggle-snorted from her own stupid li'l joke as she kept wriggling around, clearly quite happy to stay in Vi's lap until she was thrown off!

 

A deep grumble sounded in Vi's throat, moments before she pushed Jinx firmly from her lap. Then she waggled a finger at the twink, glaring down at her. "Now sit back down and I'll give you a treat, sugar." Vi knew she shouldn't do this, but... She was really, really raring to go. Soon, she was on her knees in front of Jinx and easing the twink's fat dick out into the open. She gently kissed along the fat, twitching shaft of the brat's uncut cock, her lips contoured to the bold, faintly ribbed, base of her lover's cock. Her lips pursed in a gentle kiss, she tore herself between loving suckles and teasing kisses, fluttering up and down the base of his large, musky cock, while the fey nibble left ruddy flesh a darkened shade of crimson.

 

Despite having the body of someone who was undergoing gender reassignment therapy, Jinx's dick was one of the most masculine and musky in all of Valoran, with a bulbous fat head and soooo much size and heft to it. It was a fat fucking cock. And it was sweaty... Jinx hadn't even thought to wash before coming here and salty sweat prickled on that fat whore's tongue as she sucked him off. He bit his fat juicy lip and Let Vi do the work, grinning down at her. "Nn, Vi's a fucking horny pig... You can't even keep my dick out of your mouth!"

 

 

Vi laughed beneath her breath, her eyes half veiled as she lingered there upon the couch with him, one arm loosely curled about his waist and the other lovingly cradling the searing warmth of his fat, churning nuts. Curled along the small of his back and dipping over the edge of his edge, Vi laid there, almond lips curled along unwashed flesh, lovingly suckling upon its edge and drawing it taut before she nibbled upon it. A moment's relaxation that had eased its way across her entire body, half dressed and uncarin' as she laid there in a rather masculine pair of boxers, a simple affair of black cloth, and a sweat stained shirt that lifelessly clung to her body. More than a bit of sweat lingered upon her frame, yet the humid warmth smearing her features were hardly her own. With a gentle sigh, Vi dipped lower, her head delving deeper and along that shaft, smearing her inked cheek against its twitching length as her tongue lolled forth and delicately traced the bulbous swell of his nut. "Says the twitchin' pig ready to blow a load." She muttered into his flesh.

 

Jinx couldn't help but grin when the word "Vi" rolled over his sloppy fat cock like Vi was trying to write her name on him, but if anyone was getting stained by the other, it was going to be Vi! Jinx slapped her cheek firmly with that fat cock, drumming it on her face, then greedily tried to push it back down her throat. He froze though, when her tongue encountered his fat, salty seed pods, and just trembled as Vi continued to tongue and lavish every inch of his criminal dick. "Nnngaaah!"

 

He arched his back, giving the most precious li'l cry, and prematurely ejaculated! He would've made this pig of a cop drink it like piss, but she caught him off-guard and he didn't get what he wanted at all. So instead, rope after rope of his musky hot sperm sprayed up into the air, splattering shamelessly all over Vi's face, coating her in dripping, hot jizz... It drooled down her cheeks, her hair, her tits... And it got up her nose, too, the hot stink driving her poor brain wild... No gal should have to have her brain stimulated that badly by a cute trap's fertile, oozing jizz.

 

Vi was taken aback, yet how couldn't she be when that unwieldy obelisk of flesh happened to go off alongside her. She felt it before she even realized it, the sudden surge of those plump, attractive balls, the tensing of his lower body as that bloated little prostrate, all but abused from too much milking' and pegging, worked up so thick and virile a load. Then, it went off, a literal geyser that sprayed up and into the air, a filthy deluge of off-yellow seed that sprayed up and into the air before gravity caught it. Turning each and every glob of congealing spunk into a sweltering drop of pelting liquid, striking down and across her face, painting it in viscous hues as thick chunks of chewable spunk wadded itself up and into candy locks. A splatter of warm, oozing seed that stained the throat of her shirt and the side of a breast, seeping the fabric down and against sweaty flesh, while the rest either puddled down and onto the couch or Vi. Honestly, Vi should of seen it comin' with that pig. He always did have a hair trigger...

 

But all across her fucking couch?

 

That moment's shock threatened to turn into blinding rage, her fingers curling up and into trembling balls as she shifted herself, awkwardly snorting back a thick wad of gelatinous gunk as she tried to rise, feeling her cum sodden shirt awkwardly cling against the curve of a breast, lining the soft little nub of unhardened flesh in filmy glaze. "Ya li'l' shit head." Vi muttered, or would have if the cum in her nose didn't make her almost snort and gag halfway through the sentence. Her eyes watering and wincing as she drew back, the Piltover Enforcer glared a dagger at the li'l' shit head as a cum stained hand rose up to her nose, smearing it up and around and working a glaze of cum across her lips and just beneath her nostrils... While that thick, masculine stench permeated her every breath. A heady perfume that stoked the fires of her unforgotten desire... God damn asshole.

 

"Brat." She grumbled.

 

Jinx's lip just curled up into a naughty little smile, the slutty twink loving how she looked just dripping with his hot, oozing jizz. It made him sooo fucking horny, his dick didn't go down an inch. It was almost weird how he could cum like that and just stay rock hard afterwards... All he did in response was spread those legs, one with that cutesy bright pink stocking, and squeeze his toes as he grinned up at her from the couch. Fuck his cock was big. That towering pillar of flesh wobbled, swinging lewdly from side to side, still pissing out droplets of baby batter as the trap just purred, rocking back and forth.

 

"Vi-Vi! I think it's time for your interrogation, mmhm! Now I've got ya pinned down under a hail of fire and all!" As she said it, a big dollop of sperm oozed down Vi's cheek and splattered on her fat, milfy tits. Jinx shuddered as the breast wobbled, wanting to just suck on it all damn day, but she had to stay focused. "You're gonna be my prisoner and answer any questions I want to ask! About Caitlyn, heehee!"

 

He reached down and peeled his foreskin back, pointing his lewd dick right at her, letting her see the fat tomato-sized head, all drooling fertile cum down the shaft... "And if you don't cooperate, I'm gonna stick this all the way in and make you a big, fat, breeder mommy to Piltover's Most Wanted! We'll take that empty womb and stuff it full of babies with ol' Fishbones here, won't we?" She wiggled her cock at Vi, still grinning like an imp as she looked up at the woman.

 

"Yurh! Dat's right, Jinx!" she mimed, speaking out of the corner of her eye and looking sheepishly at the ceiling in the world's worst ventriloquist act. "Vi's jurst a big ol' stoopid fatty who's gonna git soooOOOOOooooOOOOooo addicted to making babies she isn't gonna wanna stop! Duurrrrrr, her fat-ass hips are so childbearingly, STOOPIDLY big, that she's gonna quit the Piltover Police 'n'just be a dumb breeder sex-bitch furrrevah!"

 

"Oho, is that right, Fishbones?" Jinx asked with a grin, her dick releasing another shot of sperm that soaked Vi's fucking coach with more of his ballbatter. "Well, you always were such a simply perfect judge of character!"

 

He sat back on the couch and spread his slender thighs apart with a grin, pointing a finger right at his dick with giving Vi the most shiteating, smug grin imaginable. "Git on."

 

Vi at times had no idea how to respond to his hijinks, hell, at times, that li'l' firecracker bordered upon the insane. An unstable, bubbling, and ever insatiable lunatic whose flippant desires changed as quickly as the moon. It was at times chilling, and enough to bring an uneasy tension across her guts, a moment's worry that had her thinking that maybe, just maybe, that li'l' fucking lunatic really should be in jail and simply locked up. Thrown off and into some dark little padded cell and isolated away from everyone. Gods, what would Caitlyn even think if she knew about this? Oh, that thought wrenched a knife in Violette's heart, deepening that uneasy scowl that rested upon her cum glazed lips. Yet, it brought that match all the closer to the building fire of her desire, tantalizing as it weaved closer and closer to the fat, puffy lips of her sex, trailing just inches from the warm, heady juices that threatened to broil over with her desire. That li'l' shit head really was a monster.

 

Yet, it brought a thin grin to her lips as her baby blues settled upon him... and lowered to that schlong-baton that ever so lewdly twitched between his legs. A ruddy obelisk that rose from between creamy cheeks and lewdly rose above that needy sack, almost audibly churning with desire as it pissed thick globules of heady cum from its tip. A straining desire that overflowed the messy, loose expanse of his foreskin and drooling along the long expanse of his cock, leaving it to glisten in the pale light of Vi's living room. Yet, his desire pooled, turning his nuts and ass crack into a boggish hell, a mixture of pre and his seed staining his flesh even as it strained against the cool of her apartment, begging for more as it rose up and before her, begging for attention. While that flat chested little tramp went on and on, talking about fucking her up and sowing a whole mess of kids upon her. Of fuckin' her stupid and pregnant, degrading her down to some sow, unwilling to so much as say no as he hungrily pumped up and into her, hammering against her cervix... Vi trembled, her cheeks flushing as a wet spot blossomed along the crotch of her pants. Her chest uneasy as a trembling sigh escaped her lips and a hand descended, awkwardly fumbling across her pussy. Warm, watery juices clung to the fabric, outlining the fat, motherly expanse of her cunt. An intoxicating soft cunt trimmed with fat, puffy lips fat and needy with desire that better belonged on some sex crazed bimbo than one of Piltover's Finest. "Shut it." Vi groaned, leaning forward and pressing one hand down and against Jinx's stomach while the other lewdly crawled beneath the edge of her own boxers. There was a moment's pause before a wet, heady noise filled the air, the sound of her own fingers lewdly squelching against her cunt as her eyes rolled up and into the back of her head, trembling as she pressed down against Jinx, refusin' to let him up as she slowly pleasured herself before him, ruining the show with those wet yet existent boxers... Lewdly stirring herself up and leaving those folds to hungrily suckle at her fingers before she moaned anew, leaning forward and against him, her arm shifting to press a forearm down and against the base of his throat as she sandwiched his cock against him and her covered chest. "Ya don' make the rules." She growled as she shifted, murmuring a soft sound of pleasure... before drenched fingers, warm and sticky with desire, wormed their way down and along Jinx's balls, rolling them with a hint of sadistic glee as her thumb pressed down and against an oversized egg, threatening to pop it for the merest second before her ring finger stretched downward... Crudely pressing itself against his taut pucker as the rest of her hand supported that fat, low hanging sack.

 

Jinx giggled playfully and wiggled his hips as Vi settled down on top of him on the couch, one of those thick thighs descending on either side of his body, trapping him. This was it... He was going to fuck the Piltover Enforcer right here in her room, without a condom, just jabbing his fat dick up her baby canal and desperately trying to pump as much semen into her as he possibly could. He was like a fucking rabbit, his fat dick raring and twitching to get up inside her and let loose again and again. He bit his lip as Vi settled her weight onto him.

 

Vi was fucking BIG. Jinx was small as fuck compared to her, he was just a cute little Marskman while she was a hefty fucking slab of bitch, a tanky bruiser who regularly took bullets and swords to the face, while he sat back and daintily plinked at things while keeping himself as safe as possible. He was small, pale, feminine, while she was bronzed, muscled and built like a fucking brick wall. In this sort of situation, as that pussy rubbed against his flesh, he realized it looked like he was totally at her mercy. There was nothing to stop her from cracking him one on the noggin and dragging him off to prison now, but he thought he'd seen the real Vi now. She sure wasn't a pretty lady, definitely not the sophisticated and intelligent woman that the Piltover propaganda made her out to be.

 

Nope, she was a ruddy filthpot, just like him, they were the same really, just he was a criminal and she was a copper, but they both wanted to wallow in perversion and fuck their bodies up for nasty, dirty thrills. His fat cock was up against her body, and he hadn't been shy about his intent one bit, he was going to fuck her senseless if she let him, and she was raring it for. What a fucking animal she was, not much more than the breeding sow he teased her that she was. They were both so fucking horny now, there was no way she was gonna stop this just for some shot at being a fine and upstanding citizen.

 

"Nnngh... That's truuuueeee, I don't!" He reached down to her boxer-clad pussy, fingering it shamelessly through the fabric, before sticking his hand inside and touching the raw flesh. He pushed inside her and shuddered when he felt how dripping wet this bitch actually was. She was sopping down there and it made his dick wanna fuck her up even more. He drew his hand back and sniffed his fingers playfully, before yanking on her boxers with a pout. He got them most of the way down over her hips, but he'd need her help getting her naked from the waist down, the way things were. "I just break 'em! You should know that by now, Fathands!"

 

Vi had an idea of her own, and she was clinging to it as hard as she could despite her body's desires. Gods, she was achin', her gash a sopping mess beneath her boxers, wet and wild and aching for the return of her fingers, for the crude caress of her calloused digits, the sensation of them fumbling along her own clit, gently tweaking it this way and that, and the width of her broad, almost masculine, to her greatest chagrin, fingers as they plumbed her needy pussy. There was no denying it, however. Violette 'Vi' of Piltover was a big woman and more than a few of her lovers had backed down on that fact alone. Add in the scent of her sweaty, unwashed body, the thick, rigid muscles that defined her arms and calves, the greasy mop of shaggy hair that marked her head, and the bitterly caustic personality that Piltover's Police Department forgot to advertise? Yeah, more than a few backed down and left her aching for a man and it had been awhile. Far too long for her likes... Yet, Vi knew exactly what that filthy little shit eater wanted and it sent a knife to her guts. Even as a trickling hint of desire wanted nothin' more than to sink herself down onto that broad, twitching, cum stained obelisk of flesh and feel that wash of filthy butter fill her up, she'd knew she'd regret it... and so Vi clung to her plan, her fingers lewdly squeezing at Jinx's nuts and rolling them about as her pinky finger ground against the musky pucker of his ass.

 

It'd be simple enough, milk the li'l' faggot a few more times and maybe ream that cute, girlish ass of his into a sopping, oil slick mess and he'd be too tuckered out for more. It was Vi's plan and she was clinging to it.

 

Until that li'l' fucker grabbed at her, his girly little fingers pressing up against the sopping box of her cunt, contouring to the womanly folds of those plump, needy lips and leaving stars to fill Vi's vision. For her head to roll from that mere touch as the li'l' bastard groped at her, shamelessly rubbing his finger up and against the crude cloth of her boxers, grinding it up and against the meaty entrance of her cunt and leaving Vi's toes to curl. For cum stained lashes to flutter shut and the li'l' muscular pig to grunt with pleasure, her eyes reeling as the sensations of her body and the thick glaze of cum stained her thoughts in fireworks and pleasures.. And white lighting raced along her spine as feminine fingers dived beneath the fabric of her boxers, curling against her naked cunt. Pressing against the sopping, hairy folds of her body, teasing her all the more before yanking back and at her boxers with a pout... And groaning, her head reeling, Vi wriggled up and against him, those wide, feminine hips rising as she worked down that sodden fabric and tore herself away from her chastity.. and lewdly ground her bare pussy against the cum stained shaft of his dick, her cunt drooling as it settled against his balls, his cock pressed up and against her body, his tip jabbing at her lower stomach. "Shut it, you're mine." She huskily whispered as she rose her hips anew, poising herself above that lewd fuck stick.

 

Nobody in the world had ever felt soooo fucking good at that moment than Jinx. He just felt like he'd won the fucking sweepstakes when Vi stripped those pesky shorts off and settled her pussy down over his turgid, drooling cock. What a fucking view. His gorgeous, dripping dick, spasming with eagerness as it sat on his gigantic fucking nuts and looming above it, that piece of roast beef she called a pussy. Her cunt was fat and hairy and it stunk like a woman more than any other part of her. And inside... He hissed just at the thought alone of what was waiting for him inside, not even able to keep his cool. His mind was a rush of, "Don't cum, don't cum, don't cum," but... A moment later and he let loose, splattering her bare pussy with his seed. He whined and arched his back like a stupid little animal as ropes of sperm slapped over her pussy lips and crotch, nothing going inside juuust yet, but oh so very close to it. Did he go down finally?

 

Not on your fucking life. Jinx was the most worked up and horny he'd ever been in his short, stupid life, his dick going a hundred miles a minute with anticipation to sink inside of Vi. What else was there left to do? She felt his small hands slap down along the swell of her fat fucking ass and squeeze it commandingly, even as he dragged her down to give her box a fucking dick kiss. The tip of his penis slurched up and down her puffy wet labia, rolling along them as Jinx came to terms with the fact he was actually gonna bareback his long-term rival. How fucking electric! He was panting and on-edge, unable to believe his sheer luck as inch after inch of bandit-cock began to force Vi's pussy open and fuck the steaming-hot insides. "F-Fuck... Shiiiiit..." was all he could say as more and more of him went up inside of her, her cunt very accommodating for such a big dick indeed. Vi's pussy was deep and big, able to fuck really big cocks, totally unlike Caitlyn's little pussy. Vi was just so much more mature and womanly, which was probably why it had come to this.

 

Breeding sex. The Zaunite rabbit and the Piltover pig were having bareback impregnation sex together!

 

Vi knew it had been awhile, it felt like ages since she'd last held a lover in her arms, feeling them groan and writhe beneath her large, powerful hips, twisting and churning with desire as she fucked them. Hell, it'd been even longer since it'd been a cock beneath her and not some doe eyed slut she'd picked up from the slums and taken back from a bar, burying their face up and against her fat, hairy muff and forcing them to choke upon the tangible musk of her sex. Her desire exuded from her in utter waves, a pent up and unwashed edge of filth but cut by the bittersweetness of her honey. Spiced and aromatic as it filled the air, an intoxicating sludge that painted itself across the back of some whore's consciousness and that begged to be snorted up and adored. A high that could be rode on and on and on as she crudely forced them all the harder against her, milking out every last moment of pleasure as their lungs burnt for air. It'd been far too long, and Vi was aching for it even as some little voice in the back of her head set off thirty god damn alarms and warning flags. Here she was edging up on thirty with some half-cocked lunatic panting between her legs like some god damn mutt, begging for a chance to fuck her pussy when he could of been the age of her brat had she'd simply leaned back and took the easy road out of the Piltover slums rather than brawling and fighting her way into money on the wrong side of the law. Hell, she'd seen far too many childhood friends come on up and after her wanting to say something or another and never able to just word it right, edging out some awkward distance between them. She'd even seen some of the filthy little brats that could of been her, some of them just about Jinx's age and more than a few sporting a stretched out womb, their gravid stomachs riding up their stomach and lewdly stretched out to proclaim their new fate as mothers...

 

And here was some li'l' brat just about their age wanting to screw her fat, hairy muff and promising to knock her up. It was enough to make that li'l' voice shrill all the louder but Vi just couldn't bring herself to care. Her cunt ached for it and she could feel the heat of that massive length twitching just beneath her, aching and throbbing with every frantic beat of the miscreant's heart. A solid, thick shaft big enough to be her forearm and promising to stretch her in ways she'd never imagined. Gods, could she even really take that? It was a nagging question almost as easily brushed off as the rest. She wanted it and as those hands rose up to her hips and squeezed at them, she was all too eager to lower herself, to grind the hot, steamy lips of her pussy along the tip of his uncut schlong... Only to feel it twitch beneath her, spraying anew. A viscous glaze of off-yellow sludge painted her pussy in a thick tide of heat, slowly drooling downward and glazing every last inch of her naked pussy in his seed. Thick spider webs of cum stained the brown, greasy locks of her sex, a promise of her natural hair color stained all the more by the li'l' anarchist who rubbed up against her, hungrily dragging her down and onto that unwavering rod. Despite it all, Vi let him, her teeth settling down and against her bottom lip as that warm, searingly hot head ground up against her lips and parted them, a noisy groan just barely muffled as she wriggled downward, shaking her hips in encouragement.

 

He let go of her ass long enough to yank her shirt up over her boobs and bury his face in them, savoring the sweat that clung to her curves, lapping it all up before he wrapped his lips around a nipple and suckled like a baby right before he started pumping his hips rhythmically, driving his dick up into her and loving every second of it. "F-Fuck... V-Vi, your p-pussy... It's so fucking good!" He looked up at her wide-eyed, unable to comprehend just how good her swampy pussy felt every time he stabbed his dick against her womb, grinding on it with the fat tip of his cock... He wanted to fuck her for forever, fuck her until his dick broke off and leave it buried in her pussy!

 

A ravenous mutt, Jinx took up the enticement, thrusting inward and deep into her cunt. A surge of electricity shot up along Vi's spine, exhilarating as that massive baton shoved its way upward, burrowing deeper and deeper into the hot, steamy folds of her sex with every thrust, claiming every last inch it could as her hips began to roll in wanton pleasure. Groaning as she let her weight ride down and against the li'l' bastard beneath her, sliding her weight off of her legs and up to her hips. Strong, powerful legs quivered with pleasure yet easily moved her, her naked stomach tightening before his eyes, well defined muscle clenching with every frantic breath and ponderous thrust as he rode up against Vi's cunt. Drilling deeper and deeper as he cursed beneath her in pleasure, hungrily drilling the warm aching folds of Vi's body. While, groaning, her head tilted back, her hand lowered, one hand tightening upon her chest, powerful fingers dimpling the generous expanse of her breast while her thumb callously brushed along a hardening nub of her cum stained nipple. The other reaching downward, fumbling above Jinx's groin, messily toying with that proud little clit as it throbbed, just barely peeking out from her clitoral hood. A li'l' bitch node swollen with pleasure and excitement, whose every little twist and pinch left her toes curling and her voice rising a bit higher with glee... Until that fucking little brat launched himself upward, bucking up and into her while latching onto her exposed breast. Suckling and biting at the rough, pebbled flesh of her areola, his tongue bathing the tender nub of her nipple as he fucked her all the harder, his shaft messily squelching back and forth as he rode the cum stained box of her cunt, her needy lips all but flushed with heat and desire as she played with her clit all the harder, groaning into the gloom of her apartment.

 

One thing, though: a few inches of Jinx-dick were still outside of her, his balls not quite able to lewdly slap on her fat fucking pussy just yet... What could be done about it! He gasped and gushed as his hot dick touched up against her cervix, like he was trying to burn it up with friction, but then he just focused on shoving his ding-dong into her as hard as he fucking could... He ground himself up and against that unyielding wall of spongy flesh. It was shocking, a dull and numb pain that echoed across her gut as he thrust up and into her, his absurdly large shaft battering against her and demanding entrance to the precious vault of her body. Finally, it happened... Her second pussy, just as slutty as the first, was ripe for fucking, as her cervix was forced to dilate, wrenched open by Jinx's vault-breaking dick and made to open up and give him entrance to her womb... Finally, he felt the tip of his dick unable to go any deeper, and he felt the base of his cock getting wet as he was all the way inside his filthy Piltover lover. "V-Vi... Nnngh..." He was speechless, all his usual dirty-talking totally lost, for the moment, anyway.

 

"Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck." Vi mumbled, almost ecstatic as stars spun before her eyes, feeling that cock slowly dilate open that spongy doughnut of flesh and wrench its way inside and the final thrust that broke through, his balls messily slapping against her pussy's lips as she convulsed, riding what would hopefully be but the first of many orgasms.

 

When Jinx felt Vi's pussy tighten up and quiver around him, something inside that little shit just went ballistic... He lost all sense and just started cumming, his seed rushing up his shaft and splattering hotly over the luscious insides of Vi's pussy. His instincts drove him to let loose, driven by the need to inseminate this fine example of womankind, leave her massively fat and heavy with child, take away the emptiness in her tummy and fill it to bursting with life! And just once wasn't enough, he filled her pussy and womb with spunk over and over, smearing her insides with that stinking hot broth that she was dragging out of his balls.

 

There wasn't a moment to pause and rest after their lewd coupling, something in Jinx had snapped and he was attacking her with a newfound lust, desperate to be as close to his woman as possible. He got her down on the couch on her back, his hands on her tits and his hot, lipsticked lips plastered against hers, making a hot seal as their tongues lashed together. His hips worked like a maniac, driving all the way inside of her as he nutted a second heavy load. This fucking little shit... She'd let him do whatever he wanted and now he was gonna cum again and again and again, he was gonna break her pussy. And all the way through the rest of the night, that slutty little bitch seemed delirious, moaning that he loved her in her ear, a pretty stark contrast to the way his ravenous dick was beating into her pussy.