I don't own Street Fighter
Still day 15. At a grungy, but acceptable motel. The owner sat at the front desk, lazily watching his tiny TV on his desk, and sighing tiredly. There weren't many guests today, sure there was the occasional hooker hook-up, but booking for a couple of hours wasn't the same...
He didn't even look up from the sounds of squealing tires roaring into the nearby parking lot behind the motel. Probably another drunken horny idiot eager to plow some street meat. He looked just in time to see some foreigner rush into the motel, "I need a room." He said, nervously as he looked at him blankly... not understanding a WORD...
That's not true. He understood SOME of that, but English wasn't his first language, not even his 4th. So he imagined the panicked-looking individual wanted a room. He raised his fingers, pinching and rubbing them together in the universal symbol of money, and the English speaking customer reached into an old purse he had been carrying and slammed down a collection of bills... he raised an eyebrow at him, before a pair of blonde visions looked into the main office, wearing little more than body glitter and flag bikinis...
...He stared at the twin blondes, before reaching for a key fob on the wall, handing it to the guy, he looked like he needed a win and those blondes seemed to be the ones to give it to him. He can count the money later. "Thank you." He said quickly rushing out with the twin blondes moving eagerly after him...
...
Jay flopped onto the bed and groaned as the girls curiously looked around the tiny motel room. "Oh my GOD..." he bemoaned, "Now Mercenaries are hunting us down? We need to get to the US Embassy. But now they're looking for us!" the twins sat on the bed, sitting around him as Sammy grabbed the TV remote and turned it on, curiously watching it with excitement... even if the cartoon that showed up was in Swahili. "We're probably stuck here for a... while." He mumbled as Pammy began nuzzling him happily, squeezing him around his waist as Sammy watched the TV...
"...I guess there are WORSE things..." he mumbled as Pammy began kissing his cheek... leaving stripper glitter... and possibly blood. "Uh. MAYBE... we should use this opportunity to take a real bath?" he said, gesturing to the bathroom. "...Since we haven't had one in a while, and jumping into the sea didn't count. And considering all the stripper glitter now peppering the bed that might be a good idea... also there was only ONE big bed, but that wasn't a big issue... it's not like Sammy and Pammy haven't crawled into smaller beds with him before.
The twins looked at him, then each other, before turning their attention back to him as he made his way into the grungy motel bathroom to slip into the shower/tub. Undressing himself and shaking out the body glitter still clinging to his clothes. He turned on the water of the shower, it spluttered at first but soon a steady stream of moderately warm water hosed into the tub before he stepped inside, hosing down his sweaty sticky skin.
Sammy and Pammy looked at each other, listening to Jay wash himself, and trying to swat away the body glitter which somehow resulted in Sammy spanking Pammy, so Pammy pinched Sammy's face cheeks and stretched them. So Sammy smacked her sister's hands away before spanking her again... then they were just spanking each other. Until finally Pammy smacked his sister's hands away rubbing her red buttocks and frowning at her smirking face.
She won the battle of wills... sort of, but Pammy soon removed her Union Jack swimsuit and left it on the floor. Sammy raised her eyebrow only to find that Pammy tripped her and stuck her tongue out at her, before she skipped into the bathroom ahead of her. Her thick now technically 'stripper' booty wobbling enticingly as she stealthily beat her sister to jump Jay's bones once more.
"Eep! Pammy! There's not enough room for you!" he mumbled, but that didn't deter the lovely blonde as she pressed her breasts to his chest and promptly ruined his efforts to scrub away body glitter by applying more still on her breasts... since a majority of her 'clean up' with Sammy was 'ass smacking' not a lot of body glitter was removed from the rest of her.
A flaw in their strategy that only led to yet more sisterly 'competition' I'm sure that'll work out... Jay was certainly enjoying himself despite his brief misgivings. Pammy's tongue immediately spread open his mouth as she kissed him, water splashing everywhere as Sammy rushed into the shower after her sister.
"MMgh!?" Jay squeaked against them as Sammy tried to interrupt Pammy's tongue massage and to apply her own. The serpent-like organs wrapping around his and fought each other as they began to rub at his body glittered rubbed chest, his erection twitching as Sammy and Pammy fought to grab it first. Before both settling to interlock their hands together and stroke him in sync.
If they could do an entire choreographed dance perfectly in sync that could give a hand job... and BOY could they. Pammy and Sammy stroking away, soon went back to kissing and licking Jay's face giggling girlishly as they got him nice and erect. The water splashing down around them and finally rinsing off the body glitter before both of them dropped onto their knees in the cramp tub, licking at is cock once more, sliding up and down alternatingly. When Sammy was at the base, Pammy was at the tip, sliding up and down faster and faster as Jay groaned at their tending...
Pre-cum oozing from his tip, Pammy dove on it first. Wrapping her lips around it and sucking it out before sliding down to the base, pushing aside Sammy who glared at her sister. But quickly stood up, turned around and pushed her thick backside against Jay's hand, wiggling and shaking it enticingly against his body in a parody of a lap dance... still sexy but clearly not exact.
Smirking knowing she continued to gyrate and grind on Jay as Pammy sucked on his cock, getting hit in the face by her sister's twerking, grinding ass glaring at her only to pop off Jay's cock, standing up and turning around before doing the exact same thing, grinding her thick ass against Jay's legs, pushing his cock between their thick ass cheeks, still stroking him as they put their new twerking stripper skills to work...
They didn't even have to be taught to twerk, they saw it and then they knew... Jay wasn't complaining as their soft, backsides and silky skin tried to rub one out of him. But he quickly grabbed them both, wrapping his arms around them both, cupping their breasts, and pulling them upright as they continued to wiggle against him.
"You know... we really should be resting, or taking this moment of silence to recover properly... maybe wash off the blood?" he mumbled as the girls just stared at him with stoney faces. And then Pammy began kissing him again, and Sammy started grinding. Jay sighed. "It was worth a try." He noted tiredly, as the girls giggled and began playing with him again... until suddenly turned off the water and he rushed out of the bath. Narrowly avoiding falling over and cracking his head open, he grabbed the towel and tried to get into the main room. But the sexy twins immediately followed and, still very wet in the literal and sexual sense, tackled him from behind and onto the bed.
"Oof!" face down on the bed, he had landed on his erection so that hurt but the pair of blonde sitting on his back kind of made it better. "...Ow." he mumbled dejectedly as the girls removed their pillowy rears from his back and flipped him over. His erection pointing up in the air they sat on either side of him and watched it wobble... like cats ready to pounce on a toy...
...Not entirely wrong...
Finally, somehow, they seemed to come to some sort of decision, Pammy pouted as Sammy triumphantly raised her arms and swung her leg over Jay, showing off that magnificent ass as she straddled him reverse cowgirl, kicking her sister playfully away.
"HMPH!" Pammy frowned at her and soon blocked Jay's view of her sister's ass by stuffing his face full of her pussy. Massaging his head with her finger as he reflexively licked her wet pussy as Sammy rode him hard. It was a shame his view was blocked because Sammy's thick wobbling ass cheeks clapped down against his waist HARD, her insides squeezing him tightly as she continued her reverse cowgirl ride, pounding down harder and harder as Pammy fell forward, clinging to Jay's face as he continued to eat her out, his hands swinging up to clap and squeeze on her ass cheeks... mostly to try and get her off so he could breathe.
Whap whap. His hand clapped loudly on Pammy's rear as she wiggled happily on his face. Sammy sped up as if to distract him from his oncoming unconsciousness, her muscles working overtime on him as she gripped the bed tightly, her hips echoing loudly around the room as her head rolled back, mouth open, and howling as she dropped her body onto him and convulsed in pleasure... Pammy doing the same, happily shooting off of Jay's face and thrusting back against Sammy and giving her a hip attack worthy of Rainbow Mika.
"Bwah!" Sammy fell forward onto the floor, face first and still twitching in orgasm as Pammy dropped herself down on Jay's cock instead. He gasped, sucking in fresh oxygen as she dropped onto his body, rubbing her breasts on his chest, sliding against his body and sliding her tongue into his mouth and tasting herself and his saliva with a cheery smile on her face. Moaning louder and louder her body tensed up shaking on him before mooing erotically, her head shooting back as she gasped...
Jay, finally, managed to focus, grabbing Pammy's ass cheeks and rolling her over. She squealed delightedly, as he mounted her, bouncing of her body as he pressed her to the bed, Sammy frowned and crawled on the floor, coming up behind Jay and curiously sliding her tongue along his swinging ball sack smacking against her sister's thick ass cheeks.
"Ahhh. Ah! Ahhh!!" Pammy moaned happily as Jay planted his hips against her body and unloaded DEEP inside her. "Haah!" she gasped happily as Jay slowly extracted his cock out of her, oozing his cream Sammy ran her tongue slowly over her sister's pussy, slurping up the thick seed oozing out of her before Jay suddenly turned her head, putting his cock to her lips as she moaned, immediately starting to suck him off. She rested submissively on her knees gazing up at him with her big blue eyes and eagerly sucking her sister and his cum off his cock before he grabbed her, and hauled her from the floor...
...Sort of, she's heavier than she looks but that's all muscle and he's a mostly malnourished former enslaved researcher. She got to her feet as he pushed her onto her sister, grabbing her meaty ass cheeks and pounding her wildly from behind as she moaned happily, soon tongue kissing Pammy to silence her eager moans as Jay bounced off her thick white girl clone booty before burying himself into her... and moaning as he gave her as much cum as he gave her sister. She pulled away as he flopped onto Sammy's back she lovingly kissed his head now resting on her shoulder as Pammy greedily tried to suck on his lips to.
Jay, eventually, pulled out of Sammy as the twins cuddled adorably in the bed. With the two satiated, he slowly wobbled back into the bathroom for another shower... he groaned quietly, his troubles with bloodthirsty mercenaries completely forgotten as he washed himself clean. He walked out of the shower to find the girls just sitting there on the bed looking at him curiously. Leaving him just enough space between them to sit down as they patted the mattress together.
He sighed, but then approached them, turning around and sitting down as the girls grinned. "...We should get some rest." He said, "but you know... you two are causing a lot of... Mischief." He didn't want to say 'trouble' even if it was the word he probably should use. He stood up to glare at them... the towel around his waist for modesty twitched slightly as Sammy reached out to rub his obvious girth as he lightly brushed it away. "So! So..." he said, as Pammy saw this as unfair and reached for it too to touch it through the towel. "SO!" he said, shouting a little louder as he avoided their hands. "From now on. You girls have to be CLEAR with me... as best as you can." He said as they tilted their heads at him.
"Do you understand?" he asked as the girls nodded together, then grinned at him. "Okay... now that we've... cleared that up." He mumbled, "...You know maybe we should try speaking again?" he said as they tilted their heads. "I don't think there's anything physically wrong with you two, and you make noises when we... have fun." They smiled prettily, "So you know... maybe we should try? Okay?" he pointed at himself. "...Jay." they pointed at him and smiled. "...Say my name?" he asked as the girls giggled. "...This isn't going to work is it? Whoa!" they grabbed an arm each and easily yanked him onto the bed between them... immediately wrapping their arms around him and giggling... nuzzling his body as he sighed exasperatedly...
But the girls were soon fast asleep and there was no escape for him... so he sucked it up and enjoyed the heavenly feeling of the two buxom blondes... and inwardly hoped no mercenaries would find them... contrary to popular belief he didn't actually want anyone to die... but the girls were like 20 and 0 by now. That was a little disconcerting...
...
It was a long day, and he was just finishing up some paperwork, after he did so he planned to hit the cafeteria for a snack and then head home. However.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Come in." he said patiently as the door opened and the man saluted.
"Sir. I have a report... but it's just stray chatter we picked up in Sierra Leone."
"Uh-huh. Summarize it for me." He ordered, not stopping with his work as the man cleared his throat.
"W-Well... apparently, at a strip club-" he looked up from his paperwork but the man sighed sadly. He knew how this sounded but it was accurate. "...Please let me finish sir, I know how this sounds." He put down his pen and gazed at the man sternly as he continued. "...A collection of Red Viper Mercenaries was... utterly devastated by a pair of... amateur strippers." He said.
"...What?" he replied bluntly, "...The quality of known Shadaloo Mercenaries aside, why is this being brought to me?"
"...Well sir, they were destroyed by a pair of strippers..." he repeated, "...Who looked exactly like Sergent Cammy White." He said, "...EXACTLY like her, sir." He said as if to make that VERY clear.
He stared at the unlucky reporter for a minute and sighed rubbing his eyes. Guess he wasn't going home today. He pulled a comb from his pocket, and ran it through his... very distinctive blown-out blonde hair style before getting up from his desk.
"Send this report to London immediately and make sure Cammy sees it. I'm going to Sierra Leone." He declared as the soldier saluted.
"Yes Sir, Colonel Guile."
End