Steampunk Harlots Ch. 41

Easy tasted Mari and the seed the man inside her had spilt into her belly. Quickly taking advantage of Mari now free of any men for a moment, she yanked her by the breasts to pull her close enough for a kiss.

The next man flipped Mari over and took her by the hips so the kiss continued while he pushed into Mari. The men hollered and cheered at the kissing women, their breasts pressing together as men behind each of them slammed themselves into their bodies. Sensing an opportunity, another man stood on the bed and shoved his manhood between the kissing lips and felt both tongues wrapping around him as each mouth took turns admitting him. It didn't take long before Mari and Easy shared the seed on their faces, licking each other clean while also cleaning the manhood they shared.

Easy fluttered her wings as she felt the seed being pumped into her belly before another man took his place within her and another slid between her kiss with Mari. This time, she slithered her tongue down Mari's throat deeper than a man could ever get. When the man in their kiss missed their faces, Easy pulled out and ran her long tongue over their breasts to clean them off while continuing the kiss. She was still licking seed off her own and Mari's breasts when the next man took his place in their kiss. For Easy, it was the ultimate expression of love for her and Mari to have men inside them while being intimate with each other.

"I love my whore so much," Easy whispered while Mari took her turn with the man in her mouth.

Mari let the man withdraw from her mouth before forcing Easy to take it hard down her throat where she felt him blow his load immediately, "And I love mine. I so badly want to see you with as many partners as possible."

Now that the lovebirds had their goal, they made sure to work hard at it.

****

Emma was pleased that her first magical creation was working so well. Every client that came in looked at her breasts although she wasn't certain how necessary it was. All that mattered was that the image of the girl they would enjoy the most appeared for her. If they were occupied, she could just swipe her hand right to show another. Of course, the volume of clients made it difficult for her to assign them to their best match or even second choice. What mattered was that it worked.

Foxy kept guard at the door. Everyone who showed up seemed to act respectfully towards her, and whenever there was some excitement-related rowdiness they calmed down at her command. All in all, things seemed to be going far better than they had expected when they landed. She saw Hope coming up the ramp and smiled.

"Soften up their man?" Foxy asked, once Hope got through the crowd.

"Then back to hard again," Hope replied, using a finger to clean the corner of her mouth as she wiggled her eyebrows.

Foxy smirked and nodded as Hope passed to go get out of her armour to better see clients.

****

Hannah had swapped guard duty with Harriot who desperately wanted to see clients. The idea of working through so many appealed to the new girl. Now Hannah had to keep watch over Ving as her racing fan fulfilled a long-held fantasy. Though, instead of jumping right into the sex, he was showing her news clippings and race stats. Hannah could tell her girl was aching to get some action by the way she shifted her weight and held herself close to him.

"...then here is the first time you placed on the podium," he commented at the picture.

Ving tried not to cringe at the picture. She remembered what she was thinking about when it was taken and how scared she was to leave public view. "It was a big day for me, helped establish me as a serious contender."

"Your odds of winning permanently improved after that. Was it more pressure for you?"

"Not really, I always just wanted to be going as fast as I could." She paused, "It felt like the faster I went, the further away from my troubles I got." She looked at Hannah, who would know what troubles she referred to better than the fan who wouldn't have understood.

"One of our fighter pilots here says the same thing," he remarked. "Maybe I should introduce you to her."

"It would be nice to meet one of your fighter pilots," Ving replied and glanced at Hannah again. "But it can wait until we are done here."

The man smiled and nodded, oblivious to the not so subtle pushing out of Ving's chest that she had hoped would entice him to admire the cleavage.

Hannah smirked and shook her head, and went off to check on things elsewhere.

****

Vile kept close to Liddy as she browsed in the warehouse, occasionally lifting heavy crates or opening them for inspection. There were a lot of fine pieces, but few she would want to keep on her ship. Marble statues were heavy and took up space. She considered sending Blaze to find Hope and see if any of them used to be people.

"I'd prefer paintings or other art that doesn't take up so much space. Ideally something salacious." Liddy pouted a bit, not finding something she wanted was disappointing.

"We might have a portfolio back in the office. I can collect it and see what we have," the man guiding them suggested.

Liddy tried not to reprimand him for not mentioning that sooner, sensing him to be a bit dim. "That would be lovely, thank you."

He scurried off, leaving the three women alone with the art and other objects in the storeroom.

"He could have said that sooner," Vile commented.

"We could have asked just as easily," Liddy countered. "Besides, I doubt they have everything conveniently organised. We walked through that office, and it was a mess."

"Maybe if we knew where we were going next, we might buy things that we could sell there." Blaze suggested.

"Well, I did plan on going to Eighth, but I have no idea what might be in fashion there." Liddy shrugged.

"Locals might know." Vile suggested. "Almost wonder why they bothered to steal all of it in the first place."

"They steal the ships as well, you would think they would ship it all out with them," Blaze added.

"The locals might know it's stolen, so it might be best we don't unpack anything we buy until after the next city." Liddy was suddenly relieved she thought of that fact before docking at the next city and not after a client noticed it.

"Should we really buy anything then?" Vile asked. "Anyone we meet might know it's stolen, even a city far away months from now."

"Agreed, we won't buy anything with a signature or that's identifiable as unique. We would be better off just commissioning our own art for the ship. So let's ask about picture frames. Something that blends in with the ship."

"We will have to wait for our guide or find him first." Blaze looked around and saw no sign of him. "But I see something we can't ever put on our ship unless we want to make the clients feel inadequate." She lead them over to a statue of a man standing proudly over his fully erect manhood sticking out.

"Surprisingly soft texture..." Liddy admired as she touched the stone shaft.

"Let me see," Vile stated as she lifted her dress and faced away from the statue before lifting her hips slightly and sliding herself down on it. "Perfect height for me, and feels really good."

Liddy admired the sight of the demoness working her hips on the statue as she pulled her breasts out to play with them. She didn't make Vile wait long for her mouth to take over and urged Blaze to do the same. The two women each had one of the massive red breasts of the demon who held them in place with her powerful hands. Liddy felt the poke of a tail exploring between her legs and stepped slightly to admit it inside her before moving her legs closed again to trap it. She could hear Blaze moaning as a tail explored her as well, and reached around to hold Vile by the waist.

Blaze hadn't considered Vile before, thinking Inky's lover was off limits, but feeling the tail inside her womb and sharing the experience with Liddy was intense. She reached over to hold Liddy by the bum and squeeze tightly before slapping it hard to hear a pleased gasp from the mouth ravishing the nipple before her. Looking up, she could see the demon moaning as she worked her body on the statue and could feel the shiver of the climax as it moved through her body to her face.

"Your turn." Vile grinned as she looked down at Blaze.

They backed off to let Vile pull herself off the statue, who then took Blaze in her arms and lifted her up with one hand under each thigh to spread them wide.

Liddy freed Blaze of her bra to reveal her breasts as she stood to the side to admire the sight of Vile pushing the soldier onto the statue. "How's it feel?"

"Good, so good." Blaze moaned as she struggled to accept the marble member into her body.

Liddy reached down to massage Blaze between her legs to help stimulate her and make sure fitting it inside her was as pleasurable as it could be. She leant over to kiss her breasts as Vlie made slow motions to Blaze so she had a steady rhythm to the thrusts. As she did so, she felt both tails pushing inside her and bit Blaze slightly on her breasts as they started to wriggle around inside her.

Vile found the sight of using Blaze on a statue while Liddy teased her to be amusing and laughed as the head resting between her breasts moaned and screamed in pleasure when she finally came to climax. She was gentle when pulling her off and set her down to rest. There was little need to be so careful with Liddy, who almost lept into her arms and slammed herself down on the slick stone and held Vile by the breasts as she braced her body.

Blaze was sitting under Liddy, watching her body move, almost making out the bump in her skin where the statue stretched it as it pushed into her. She wanted to reach up and touch Liddy but the powerful legs in front of her were far too tempting. As Vile held Liddy, Blaze poked her head under her dress and had her first taste of the demoness as she worked her tongue between Vile's legs. It tasted strange and different but she held the powerful legs tightly as she struggled to get her face as deep between them as she could.

Looking down, Liddy could see Blaze under the dress Vile was wearing. Looking at Vile, she could see she was enjoying the attention down there. Liddy grabbed her by one of the horns that had grown significantly since they had first met and pulled her in close for a kiss. The long tongue filled her mouth as she kept slamming her hips hard on the statue and feeling her breasts tug in the demon's grip.

Vile felt her tongue being slightly bitten down on by Liddy as she climaxed and couldn't help but feel another in her body thanks to the surprising talent of Blaze. She had to help Liddy down off the statue and set her next to Blaze where the two shared a kiss that her tails got in on. Seeing two women sucking on her tails while they kissed was always a favourite sight of hers.

"I was worried our guide might interrupt us. Seems like we still have time," Vile commented after looking around.

The women below her didn't seem to care as their kiss kept going with the tails.

****

Leira wasn't a big fan of how dark the water was as she walked along the lower docks that housed the smaller boats. On top of that was the fact that the metal and oil of maintaining the boats meant the water probably tasted like it as well. Still, the chances to swim were limited and she could always swim outside in the light so the discomfort would be minimal. She passed by the boat at the farthest end when she noticed a mechanic working on it and smiled. As he turned to face, her he knocked his toolbox into the water and didn't notice until it was already lost from sight.

"Oh damn," he cursed.

Leira felt sorry for him; he seemed genuinely hurt that he had lost his tools and it was a little bit her fault. He was an older fellow, balding, and past his prime. It wasn't difficult for her to see he had some kind of sentimental attachment to his tools. So Leira decided to help.

"I'll get that for you!" Leira announced cheerfully.

He was about to protest when she let her dress slide to her feet and lept into the water naked. On the boat, he waited and wondered if he had really seen what he had seen. Suddenly, out of the murky depths came the mermaid who gripped the edge of the boat before pulling the toolbox out of the water and placing it on the edge where it had been.

"Wow, that wasn't easy to do in the dark. Also, some other tools were down there and I put them in the box. Hand?" Leira offered her hand and pulled herself the rest of the way out of the water once he took it.

"I ummm..." he trailed off, looking at the naked mermaid.

"Yeah, I have gills so I can breathe underwater. Happy to help!" She noticed him blushing and turning away from her. "Oh don't mind me, I like it when people look. Lets me know my curves are in the right place."

"Haven't gotten to see a woman like you in a very long time," he mumbled while taking a furtive glance.

"What about touching?" Leira asked as she saw the bulge in his coveralls grow. "I'd hate to deprive you of that kind of reminiscing as well."

The man looked at her in surprise, not saying anything as she unclasped his clothing and let it fall off. It wasn't until she started undoing his shirt that he spoke up. "Why would you want an old man like me?"

"Well..." Leira paused. "You did get me wet."

He cracked a smile, getting the joke as she sat him down on a crate and straddled him on his lap. The sight of her moving her body downwards and feeling himself slide into her felt like a dream come true. When she was face to face with him, she looked in his eyes and smiled as she moved up to slide him almost out before lowering herself again. Her nipples ran through the hair on his chest and he couldn't believe that the noises she made were from her pleasure.

"Can't have you forgetting what this feels like." Leira kept her rhythm steady so she didn't finish him too quickly.

"I don't think it has ever felt this good." He looked down at her breasts, "May I?"

"Of course! Playing with myself is fun but having someone else's hands on me is always better!"

The man gripped Leira by the breasts and held firm as she kept working her body over him. His thumb and forefinger pinched her nipples lightly before he took them into his mouth to taste and tease with his tongue.

Leira bounced her body, again and again, to feel the man move inside her until he finally decided to take charge and laid her down on the bench. Without his larger belly in the way, it was easier for her to feel him push deeper into her and she felt the forceful thrusts shake the boat. She loved how alive the man had gotten once his confidence came to him, and when his seed finally flowed into her she moaned hard and begged for more. He did his best, but his age had sapped his stamina and he flagged. When he pulled out, Leira got to her knees and took him into her mouth to taste the two of them. Her own hand got to work between her legs and made sure not to let him out of her mouth until she screamed her climax out.

"That was... well, I was going to apologize for finishing but you just kept going there."

"Like I said, you know how to make a girl wet." Leira giggled as she sat on the boat, still teasing herself between her legs.

****

Ving instantly forgot her sexual frustrations when she got close enough to touch one of the fighter planes. Of course, she held her hands back as she looked at the pilot who gave her a nod.

"Go ahead, though be mindful that the hull isn't as durable as a racer. It's not meant to bump anyone," she explained.

"Doesn't it get shot at?" Hannah asked as she checked out the mounted machine guns.

"Yes, but we took the people approach and simply try not to get hit at all because adequate armour would make it useless. Dodging instead of finding cover. Plus, between the engine, fuel, instruments, seat, radio, guns, and ammo, its heavy enough as it is without putting metal skin."

"Fair enough. I got saved by one of these things once. Fell off the airship and it dove under me to catch. Almost made it, but I think it took fire or was already damaged so it crashed into the trenches."

The pilot stared at Hannah in amazement, "Seriously? That... would be extremely dangerous. Even if you did crash, lucky you."

Hannah nodded in agreement, under no illusion about how dead she should have been.

"How do you shoot through the propellers?" Ving asked as she looked at the front of the plane trying to figure it out.

"Oh!" her adoring fan remarked. "The guns are hooked up to the engine and will only fire at certain points in the cycle. The bullets pass through while it's spinning."

"I'd love to take to the air with this one. Get a feel for it." Ving wiggled her eyebrows at the pilot.

"Sure, both seats can control the craft so I can ride behind you. I'm due for some free flying anyways."

"I will clear it with control!" The client Ving had almost forgotten about announced. "My brother is the king so they listen to me even though I'm a mechanic."

After he ran off the three women were left alone and the pilot started her check of the aircraft.

"So we hear you like to fly to escape," Ving mentioned. "I used to do the same. Anything we can help with?"

Hannah worked the action on her weapon, not enough to eject the round she had chambered but enough to make the noise and get the point across.

The pilot picked up on the not so subtle hint. "Just memories now. Hardest thing to get distance from. Flying just gives me more pressing things to concentrate on. Also, it's a lot of fun."

Hannah stood down while the pilot and Ving went over safety matters and whatever else needed talking about. When the waterfall was parted again, she watched Ving take to the sky on the fighter. The client returned, suddenly aware that his crush was gone and looked at Hannah trying to think of something to say.

"She mentioned wanting a gun on her racer. What would you suggest?" She asked, trying to keep him focused and forget he was still paying for her time.

****

Tonna was amazed at the willingness of men to put themselves inside her. Of course, she knew that hadn't been an issue before her snake body but it seemed to hold true in spite of it. Some inevitably weren't interested, but even Mari had men turning away from how she looked. It was liberating to feel real men thrusting into her and enjoying themselves. Each one of her hands held another man and would frequently deposit their seed on her breasts that were slowly getting covered as she satisfied the crowd. She had set up in the rear cargo bay to handle the sheer volume of men who hadn't the money to pay for a private room. As the man inside her pulled out to put his seed on her belly, she noticed the next one already getting into position and eagerly awaited him pushing inside her. His entry was smooth from just how much her snake body wanted them.

Cat poked her head down the stairs and saw Tonna enjoying herself, and exchanged nods with Ela working the door after making eye contact. She went back upstairs to report things were fine and saw Hope coming out of a room with a client. Cat pinched the priestess on the bum as she followed her back to the bar, where Emma was still managing the clients at the door.

"Things are good, why don't you haul the take to the safe. I've got this. Then go see some clients," Cat said as she took over at the podium.

"Thank you, I am aching for some fun!" Emma replied.

As Emma went down the stairs with the bag full of money, she was excited to get some clients. When she got to the safe, she saw Sarasha sitting quietly in the corner.

"Are you alright?" Emma asked, concerned.

"You girls are crazy! So much sex!" Her mind was blown.

"Oh, yeah. We get like that." Emma put the money in the safe and then returned her attention to Sarasha. "It's been a long tradition that women we rescue end up working here, but if it's not your thing then no hard feelings. You can stay or go at your leisure."