The Power Of Tits (Monogatari)

The Power Of Tits (Monogatari)

A/N: The Power of Tits was a commissioned one shot originally written back in December of 2020. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!

Summary: When Hanekawa offers Araragi her tits in order to motivate him to go and fight Kiss-Shot... this time around he takes the opportunity available to him. Everything changes.

Themes: Tit Play, Rough Sex, Fucked Silly

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"I-If it'll help, you can touch my breasts! If that's the sort of motivation you need!"

Araragi's thoughts skip a beat at that as he stares at Hanekawa Tsubasa in fragrant disbelief of what the bespectacled young woman is offering him.

"W-What?!"

Nodding resolutely, with a determined look on her face that completely bellies the situation, Hanekawa hefts up her own massive milk jugs towards him.

"H-Here they are! But... you can only touch them for one full minute! Not a second more!"

To put a little context on things... Hanekawa was one of his only close friends. Which meant she was also one of the only people who knew about Araragi's circumstances, and the fact that he needed to go and fight and defeat his Vampire Mistress, Kiss-Shot Acerola-Orion Heart-Under-Blade. And that was why Hanekawa was offering him her breasts now, like getting to touch them would somehow give him the strength and motivation necessary to fight the woman who had turned him into a vampire in the first place.

Staring at her proffered tits, the young man honestly thinks about it for a long moment. If this were another universe, another timeline, Araragi would chicken out on touching Hanekawa's chest at the very last second. But in this universe, in this timeline... he doesn't. From seeing Hanekawa's panties, to the porn mags, to almost dying a virgin... all of these factors come together and lead him to grabbing a handful of titty apiece.

Hanekawa lets out a gasp as he takes her up on her offer, her determined face immediately melting into embarrassment, before contorting into red-faced pleasure as he begins to play with her tits. He hefts them up in his hands. He cradles them between his fingers. He even rubs at the nipple of each breast, flipping it on his pointer finger.

He becomes utterly lost in Hanekawa's gorgeous titties; truth be told. They're just... so damn perfect. But at the same time, Araragi is a good man. In the back of his head, like a clock ticking down towards doomsday, he feels the seconds slipping by. His hands don't ever grow rough or violent though, he's always gentle and firm with Hanekawa, even as the time eventually comes to an end.

Fifty-Eight... Fifty-Nine... Sixty...

With some struggle, Araragi forces himself to back off. Hanekawa certainly doesn't demand it, the bespectacled brunette Class Representative gasping for breath, doing interesting things to her exposed breasts as she blushes all the way down to her chest, biting her lower lip.

"... Your breasts are perfect, Hanekawa."

She sputters at that, but Araragi continues on, unable to help himself.

"They're the perfect size for my hands, a mixture of soft firmness that I just can't get enough of. They're like two glorious, perfectly round orbs. And their heft... they're the perfect weight as well, along with being so very perky. Despite their size, they haven't sagged at all yet. And even when they do start to sag a little, I can imagine them looking just as good as before."

Hanekawa is squirming in place at his monologue, but more importantly... all this has done is give Araragi the boner to end all boners. It's almost painful, the way it's currently tenting his pants, and it doesn't take long for his friend to notice what she's done.

"O-Oh, you're... erect..."

Araragi looks down from where he'd been staring longingly at Hanekawa's breasts and blanches.

"Shit! H-How am I supposed to fight Kiss-Shot like this now?!"

"S-Surely it's not that bad!"

"We're doomed! I can't beat her with all of my blood flowing to my cock! This is a disaster!"

Hanekawa blanches as well at that declaration, and for a moment silence falls before she cries out.

"I-I'll help! You can... you can place your erection between my breasts until you cum, if you like!"

Araragi's eyes widen at the idea, his cock jumping in its confines. Settled on her course at this point, Hanekawa drops down to her knees right then and there. With her busty chest already exposed, she reaches for his belt instead, and in moments she has him unbuckled and his pants unbuttoned and unzipped. Yanking his trousers down his legs, followed by his boxers, she very nearly gets smacked in the face by his substantial erection as Araragi lets out a truly heartfelt groan of relief from finally having his throbbing, pulsating member freed from its confines.

"Fuuuuck..."

Blushing up a storm as she looks at his dick, Hanekawa sits up on her knees, bringing her breasts to bear. She carefully and with clear inexperience wraps her perfect tits around his cock, and Araragi lets out a follow up groan, much hoarser than the first as she begins to work her beautiful globes up and down his length.

From the way she shakes and spasms in his grip and clenches down HARD on his member, Araragi can tell she's cumming again. He just grins, enjoying the feel of her pussy tightening up while also playing with her tits. However, a moment later, Hanekawa is tearing herself out of his grip, pulling forward until he's forced to let go of her breasts.

For a moment, he's worried she's upset with him... but she doesn't actually get up off of his dick. Instead she merely leans forward, planting her hands between his spread legs as she begins to truly and properly ride him cowgirl style. At first, Araragi regrets losing access to her beautiful, perfect breasts. At the very least, if he's not going to be allowed to play with them, let him watch them bounce up and down as she rides him to kingdom cum!

But that only lasts for a few seconds before his gaze is attracted to something else. Araragi finds himself mesmerized as he watches Hanekawa's ass bounce up and down. Where she'd tried to start out slow, it seemed like the brunette had given that up as a lost cause and was now trying to go as fast as she possibly could. It was like she was trying to achieve something, like she had something to prove.

As she bounces on his dick, riding him reverse cowgirl, Araragi groans, feeling her tightening up along his length again and again. Multiple orgasms rush through Hanekawa's body over the course of her turn at the wheel, so to speak... but in the end, Araragi has NEVER been a bystander. He's not the kind of guy to sit back and let the girl do all the work. He just doesn't have that in him.

Grabbing Hanekawa by the hips, he begins to thrust up into her from below, causing the bespectacled class representative to squeal and shriek as he takes things to a whole new level. She may have been going as fast as SHE could, but she wasn't going as fast as HE could, and certainly she wasn't going as fast as the two of them together could. With her riding him with all her heart and Araragi thrusting up into her from below with powerful precision thrusts, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh are almost loud enough to overcome Hanekawa's loud, feminine voice calling out towards the ceiling time and time again.

Almost, but not quite. Hearing her cry out like that for him, it's what ultimately sends Araragi over the edge yet again. But even as he cums deep inside of her for the second time, adding another load of hot, white seed to the first, Araragi knows it's not going to be enough. He wants, no, he NEEDS more... and so, this time it's Araragi who initiates.

Pushing Hanekawa onto her back, he slides right back into her after the repositioning, filling her with his cock as she moans and writhes beneath him. Her glasses askew, her face flushed with arousal and covered in his dry cum, she looks absolutely sexy and utterly ravishing. He wants to ravage her; he wants to fuck her until the day comes to a close.

Taking control back, fucking Hanekawa on her back, Araragi gets to enjoy the view of her gorgeous, perfectly formed orbs bouncing along with his thrusts for a bit. But it's not enough! It's never enough! Once again, his hands fall upon her gorgeous milkers, groping and squeezing at her tits with reckless abandon as she squeals and mewls beneath him. Moaning quite wantonly, Hanekawa cums around his cock time and time again, even as Araragi mauls her breasts, playing with her nipples and her tits to his heart's content.

As they both begin to reach the final stretch of this latest position, his cock throbbing almost painfully on its way to yet another release, Hanekawa gasps and moans, and manages to speak up through stutters and pants.

"I-Is this... is t-this all you got, Araragi?"

That does it. That brings him to a new height, the challenge in her lust-filled, horny voice causing Araragi to growl as he summons up all of his lust, all of his primal desire. Letting go of her tits for a moment, he reaches back and grabs her by her ankles, pulling her legs up and into the air, and then bending them back towards her.

He mating presses her right then and there, fucking her even harder, even faster. Hanekawa's eyes roll back in her head and her tongue lolls out of her mouth as she ahegaos quite spectacularly, his cum still on her face. This in turn sends Araragi over the edge, the combination of her clenching pussy and her fucked silly face leaving him unable to hold back any longer.

They climax together, a mutual explosion of pleasure in which Araragi fills Hanekawa with her third load of his cum, painting her already cum-coated womb even further before he's finally finished with her. Except... are they really finished? Panting, near-breathless, utterly red-faced, the two young people look at each other with wide eyes for a moment. And then... they keep going.

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Many, many hours later, Kiss-Shot growls as she finds herself waiting at the school area for her wayward minion to arrive and finally put an end to it all. After all, that was what she most desired. For him to end it. For him to finally do what so many others had failed to do. Kiss-Shot had lived a long time as a vampire, but for quite a lot of it, she'd been searching for a proper way to die.

Needless to say, getting her limps chopped off and stolen by hunters was not 'proper'. But having her one final minion kill them all and bring her back to full strength, before giving her the death she truly deserved in glorious combat... that would go a long way to absolving her of her guilt regarding her first minion from long ago.

It was a perfect plan, as far as Kiss-Shot was concerned. And it was still in the cards! Except... maybe she would make it hurt a bit more before the end. Because thanks to her inherent connection to her wayward minion, Kiss-Shot Acerola-Orion Heart-Under-Blade had spent the last SEVERAL HOURS being forced to experience his sexual releases and the pleasure he was feeling at the hands of some bitch!

Whatever happened to minion loyalty, huh?! To be fair, Kiss-Shot had worked hard to make sure Araragi would kill her when the time came, so she wasn't expecting loyalty of THAT sort... but she was beautiful, was she not? She was gorgeous, right?! Since when did minions' eyes stray from their glorious, gorgeous mistresses?!

Hm, probably since his first interaction with her had been her limbless torso, and his interactions after that had all been with her child-like self before she'd regained her full power. D-Damn it all, of course he'd strayed under those circumstances.

Still, that didn't mean Kiss-Shot was willing to just forgive and forget. She was angry... angrier then she'd been in a while. Her minion, who was SUPPOSED to be putting her out of her misery, had instead spent several hours PROLONGING her misery while she waited for him to get done playing hanky panky with some skanky skank!

... Kiss-Shot wasn't even sure that Araragi was going to be the one to kill her anymore. Maybe he would be, but first, she was going to make him pay. Oh yes, she was going to make him PAY.

Off in the distance, the centuries-old vampire can see a figure approaching. She feels it, she knows that it's her wayward minion. Araragi Koyomi has finally arrived to regain his humanity at the expense of her life. As Kiss-Shot stands ready to face him, she lets her lips curl into a fang-y smile, ready for it all to end, one way or another. Either he would die here today, and she would continue looking for her proper death, or he would be her ultimate demise. One way or another, one of them was leaving happy.

Except... as he continues to close the distance, the smile fades. Something she's sensing through their connection feels... off.

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