Hotel Chaldea Ep. Suzuka Gozen & Tomoe Gozen

Chaldea having a soapland was new.

"Isn't it odd?" you asked. "I mean, with it being such a staple of the Japanese, ahm, entertainment and pleasure industry, and Ritsuka being Japanese to begin with, I would've thought that she would've implemented one a long time ago."

"Well, yes, but also, no. We had a 'traditional' Soapland type establishment," Tomoe explained, a bright smile on her face, "but we didn't have a 'proper' Soapland type establishment," she added, gesturing with her hand.

As she walked in front of you, it became immediately obvious that the swimsuit she was wearing was not hers. In fact, you were pretty certain she had borrowed it from Nero, because it was designed for someone considerably shorter than her, but that came in handy, because Nero's jubblies were a bit larger than hers and the difference in height made it sit just right on Tomoe's own chest.

The red sling bikini was basically just a set of strings with thicker parts covering her nipples and part of her breasts, and a thong pulled taut around Tomoe's pussy, showing her cameltoe quite prominently.

"I'm surprised you're working here," you explained. "I got the impression you were a lot more at peace with the Hotel work lately."

"Ah, yes, I made peace," she said, her body twitching a little, "with my history... with my lord Yoshinaka," she said, closing her eyes, raising her hands to her chest, "and though I was not blessed with a good history, I have to live my life knowing that in another world, Yoshinaka and me did not have such a bitter end," she spoke.

She walked forward, her ass sashaying as she did, and she smiled at you over her shoulder, gesturing with her hand at the traditional wooden doors that looked almost at odds with the white steel environment of the Chaldea hallways that hadn't quite been converted to the proper soapland look.

"I've even thought about quitting the scorned housewives' club," she spoke. "But I could not part with my dear friends," she said. "And the biscuits."

You snorted. "Medea won't stop raving about them," you said, shaking your head. "Still, I'm glad to see you're doing better in general."

"Quite," Tomoe said. "And I owe my recent shift in employment to my partner for today's festivities," she spoke, as she reached the final room on the right, and put her hand on the knob, turning it until it chimed, and opened, the spell granting her and you entry as you stepped into a much more traditional Japanese bathroom, complete with a bath tub built into one of the walls, and a large space in front of it.

What took more of your attention, however, was the dark skinned, fox eared and tailed beauty in a ridiculously sexy leopard print bikini, adjusting a set of pink glasses on top of her head to keep her fringe out of her eyes. The fox woman turned to you. "Oh me oh my, if it isn't the Debt Collector," she hummed. "I assure you I've, like, paid back every loan I've taken, except the ones from the Moon Cell but I have a payment plan for those!" she said, smiling brightly and raising her hands, her bracelets clinking as she shook them, her tail swinging, her pinkish blonde hair shaking and releasing its sweet, pheromonal fragrance.

"Oh, so you've been working with Suzuka?" you asked. "I guess this is in your purview as a devoted JK?"

"You got it in one!" Suzuka replied with a wink, shooting fingerguns at you and winking. "Tomoe's a complete natural too," she said, licking her lips.

"I'm surprised you're on this side, I would've expected you on the more, ahm, explicit side," you admitted freely.

"You kidding? Being a cocktease is like, my reason de trait," she said.

"That was absolutely awful French and if Napoleon was here, he would be offended," you said.

"Yeah but he ain't!" Suzuka giggled. "Aaanyway, that's what, like, splits a proper JK, from a shitty pretender," she said, wagging her finger, "Right Tomoe-sis?"

"Yes?" Tomoe replied. "I suppose, you would know best, you are the expert."

"'Course I am!" Suzuka replied, laughing as she brought her hands together and wrung them while biting her lower lip, "anyway, 'nuff of that! Get off those bulky non-trendy 'n boring ass clothes, and put on some sexy treads!"

You rolled your eyes, and then took off the work uniform, revealing that you were already wearing the special set of trunks that you'd been gifted quite some time ago by a certain kinky saint, which already were proving their worth by essentially hiding nothing.

With the two extremely hot women in sexy swimsuits, was it any wonder you were already starting to react? Your cock was only slightly tumescent, but it would only take a little bit of stimulation to get started. "We'll start with getting you spiffin' clean! Thank you for choosing Chaldea Soapland," Suzuka said with a wink and striking a pose, learning forward with her hand beside her face and puckered lips, tapping two fingers to her lips, then smacking her lips to blow a kiss.

Tomoe blushed.

"Ah, yes, right," she said, "thank you for choosing us at Chaldea Soapland, please enjoy our service!"

"Right, right," you said. "So-"

Tomoe cleared her throat. "Come over here sir," she said, gesturing to one of the walls where there was a shower with a detachable showerhead, and a bath stool besides a set of bath oils, shampoo, liquid soap and a large bottle just labeled "Bubbles".

Shrugging, you followed her direction and sat on it, and Suzuka moved to your side, pulling the showerhead and turning the faucet to open the flow of warm water. It felt actually quite nice, the temperature was just right to be comfortable and warm you up some. "Betcha it feels nice huh? This water's special, you know, it's foxgirl bathwater~ I like, soaked in it just for you~!"

"How would that even work?" you chuckled.

"Magic, I don't have to explain it," she shot back, winking at you. "Just enjoy it mmkay?" she said, "'cuz this is is top grade service, people kill just to sniff my panties yanno?"

"Used or clean?" you asked.

"Does it matter?" she giggled, as she blasted you all over with the showerhead, wetting you entirely, and then as you spread your legs a little, your knees bending a little as you adjusted your sitting position. This gave her enough space to pour water all over your crotch, the showerhead getting close enough that you felt the strong spray of the water, a strange pleasure, especially through the trunks, but not a bad sensation at all.

"I'll soap you up now Customer," Tomoe said, "please relax and feel good from my body," she said.

"No no, Tomoe-sis," Suzuka said, "you need to be more confident, more forward, remember, it's aaaall about raising the customer's heat level until they climax~!" she said, "Like, use your lower tones, speak from the heart mhm, no, no not that, not the heart, speak from your pussy!"

"From- my pussy?" Tomoe responded, clearly confused. "But..."

"Yep yep! Speak from your pussy! Your heart says Yoshinaka, but your pussy, your pussy is just beeegging for that big, nasty, strong, powerful Debt Collecting cock to like, totally plow that fertile field and make a deposit in your womb and like, I think this metaphor ran away and went to die somewhere horrible," Suzuka said. "Whatever! Just, use your horniness to your advantage!"

"I- errg-" Tomoe took a deep breath, "o-okay, I'll try," she said, shaking off the nerves. "Customer, please," she moaned throatily, "enjoy me to the utmost," she moaned, as she poured the Bubbles bottle all over her front, her almost entirely exposed body immediately starting to bubble up as Suzuka sprayed her with the warm water, and then she approached your back from behind, and pressed her body against yours.

Her arms wrapped around your body and her breasts mashed against your back like soft, pillowy washcloths that foamed and bubbled up and felt incredible even as her hands began to roam your torso, spreading more of the soapy bubbles around.

"Good! Good! Make sure to casually touch his dick sometimes too!" Suzuka said, clapping her hands, her ears twitching, biting her lip, "just like this," she said, her own hands joining in, running along your thighs and all the way to your knees, then back up to your crotch, making a point to run along the length of your now totally stiff prick, soaping it up but not dwelling on it.

Tomoe joined in, her hands digging into the mass of soapy bubbles that hid your cock from view, stroking along it before running her hand along your balls.

"Customer, please remain firm- ergh, still," she moaned into your ear, raising her hands again to grip along your midsection and then pushing herself on her knees to push her breasts against your back, starting to use them as if they were sponges to rub along your back.

"Mhm, mmkay~ That's good~" Suzuka mewled, her tail swishing behind her, a load of soapy bubbles that you didn't even know how they got on her fur being thrown off. "Let's wash the soap off, and move on to the proper cleaning techniques! This is just preliminary after all!"

You nodded. "Alright- to the mat, right?"

"Yeppers~"

"Please don't ever say that again," you said.

"That bad huh?" Suzuka said, giggling.

"I agree with our dear Customer," Tomoe said.

"Alright alright, I hear ya, I hear ya~!" she said, "but like, I'm totally gonna do it again when you least expect it to ruin the mood," she said giggling. "Or maybe I won't, who knows?"

You rolled your eyes and let her and Tomoe guide you to the inflatable mat, laying down on your back on it, your cock standing proud, covered in the special magical fabric of the black racing speedo type swimsuit.

Suzuka and Tomoe each took a bottle of bath oil, and while making sure that you were watching them, poured it over their fronts, and then they hugged each other, their chests mashing against each other, the contrast of chocolate and vanilla, the pale Tomoe and the dark skinned Suzuka, making the show all the more intense, especially with the ultra sexy swimsuits they wore.

They both moaned and looked at each other.

"Sheesh Tomoe-sis, you're uber hot yanno?" Suzuka commented.

"Thanks, you're quite attractive yourself?" Tomoe replied, more confused than anything else. "I'm sorry I'm not really that good with this flirting dialogue."

Suzuka giggled. "Your honesty's all I need~!"

You coughed, clearing your throat and reminding the babes that you were waiting.

Tomoe blushed a little in embarrasment, but Suzuka seemed to just melt off of Tomoe's grip and glide to your side.

"Alrighty Tomoe-sis, just follow my lead, and remember, speak with your pussy, not your heart or your brain~!"

"That still sounds wrong!" Tomoe protested, but she joined Suzuka except on your other side.

Each of them grabbed one of your arms, and then Suzuka lead the way by straddling your arm and then running her lotioned up bikini-clad cunt lips, her soft, sexy cameltoe, against the skin of your arm. It was actually a surprisingly pleasurable experience, one you wouldn't have expected, the oil lubricating the entire thing for a smooth ride as her crotch approached your face, some bubbles forming as well but nowhere near as many as before.

Tomoe then followed up by doing much the same, though with her thinner, smaller swimsuit, it was no wonder your eyes were caught by the movement that almost heralded a slip as her cunt made contact with your wrist and you felt something like a kiss from her lower lips as she dragged them along the muscles and skin of your arm, letting out a lewd moan as she did.

They did it again, stroking your arms with their oiled up cunts as if they were washing you.

"Customer, feel free to... mhm... participate too!" Tomoe said, as she humped your arm.

You tensed your muscles and pushed against them, giving them a more intense, pleasurable sensation and feeling an odd surge of excitement and arousal that came from it, especially as Suzuka broke her composure and mewled sloppily, and then decided that that was enough.

She stepped off and then moved onto your leg, making you spread them a bit more, your feet nearly reaching the edges of the inflatable mat, and then the two pressed their chests, their almost entirely naked breasts, against the top of your feet, before dragging the soapy, oiled up and terrifyingly well lubricated lumps of feminine charm up your legs, this time simultaneously and with great coordination.

Tomoe's face was now totally red, her mouth was a little open and her eyes were locked onto your face, she seemed to be taking careful gauge of your reactions, and Suzuka was grinning a grin that was a cross between naughty and nasty, happy and evil, like she was the cat who ate the canary and wanted to get caught. Or rather, the fox in the henhouse?

Whatever the case was, they rubbed their wonderful tits up and down your legs and that was the important thing. Slowly but surely, they went further up with each stroke, until their breasts' weight pressed against your covered crotch, and you actually found the stimulation so insanely potent despite the ghosting touches that it almost brought you to the limit, to climax, right then and there.

"Oh fuck this," Suzuka moaned, opening her mouth and engulfing your cock.

"ACk- Senior Suzuka, we're not supposed to do that!" Tomoe shouted, reaching with her hands even as Suzuka clamped down and applied pressure with her lips, like the labia of a pussy, on your covered cock at the same time as she applied vacuum suction that almost made you feel like she was sucking your soul out through your dick like a straw.

So you popped in her mouth, and the speedo did absolutely nothing to stop the geyser of semen, exactly like it was supposed to, nor did it do anything to prevent Suzuka from swallowing and sucking even more semen out of your overtaxed balls.

It seemed like she had a neverending thirst for ball juice because she sucked you so hard that your balls might've actually shriveled up for a moment there.

Tomoe approached her, and as she did, she was caught by Suzuka, who moved swiftly, putting her hands on her shoulders and then mashing their lips together for a kiss, which quickly became an open mouthed one that allowed you to see that Suzuka had passed a large helping of your dick milk to Tomoe, who blushed bright red and then swallowed it, making a goofy, satisfied face for a moment before you realized she had just cum so hard that it looked like she had pissed herself, if it wasn't for the fact servants couldn't piss you'd even believe that.

Tomoe shivered and shook in place.

"B-But, we're not, supposed to," she moaned, "not on this side..."

"It'll be okay as long as nobody finds out," Suzuka moaned, turning to you, a saucy gaze that promised more as she licked her lips, and then straddled your crotch, pulling her gyaru-style leopard print pink bikini bottoms to the side and revealing her glorious slutty foxgirl jk pussy.

Tomoe looked at you for a moment... but didn't waste her time speaking. She straddled your head, her knees sinking into the inflatable mat's cylindrical sections, and then she sat her swimsuit covered ass and pussy on your face, the scent of a married woman's pussy invading your nostrils.

Later, they would get thoroughly scolded for having sex in the side of the soapland that wasn't supposed to involve that.

But until then, you would fully and thoroughly, completely enjoy them to the limit.