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Smutty Universe	By : AmberSerpentine Category: +S through Z > Steven Universe Views: 50531 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Steven Quartz Universe had been through many strange adventures in the year or so that he had been living with the Crystal Gems, a group of aliens who had been his mother’s constant companions. He had fought monsters from space, almost drowned at the bottom of the ocean, been exiled on a tropical island, faced a horde of animated watermelons, and repeatedly faced his own death. He lived a magical life, one fraught with peril but full of joy and wonder.
Nothing he had ever done before prepared him for the moment that Connie Maheswaran ran her tongue along his penis.
The two of them had been left alone for the day, more or less by accident. And it was also more or less by accident that they had started fooling around, leapfrogging their growing relationship from “friends” straight to “friends with benefits.” Connie knew a lot more about the facts of life than Steven did, and she had been happy to explain them to him—and to show him, when necessary.
Steven had just finished fingering Connie to another intense orgasm when she suggested something new. He hadn’t really understood the appeal at first. He could kind of understand someone touching his penis—it felt amazing!—but the idea of touching it with their mouth… It was a little strange.
“Are you sure you want to do that, Connie?” he had asked her, a bit nervous about the whole thing. What if he tasted weird? Or what if she bit him down there? “I mean… I kind of pee from there.” She had giggled a bit and gripped his hardening cock even tighter, bringing forth a groan from her new lover and wearing down whatever small resistance he might have had to the idea. Connie looked directly into his starry eyes, never letting go of his erect member.
“You haven’t peed lately, right?” she asked, already knowing the answer. He nodded anyway, just to confirm it for her. “Then it’s no different than kissing any other part of you. And I like kissing you.” To show her sincerity, she leaned in and pressed her mouth hard against his again, thrusting her soft, warm tongue into his mouth. Her hand kept up a steady pressure on his cock as she passionately made out with him, stroking his girth up and down.
Steven moaned into her mouth. It felt like his body was burning up, and he was ready to tell Connie to do anything she wanted, anything at all, as long as the feelings she was producing would keep happening. She broke the kiss and looked into his eyes with an intensity that Steven had gotten used to seeing when Connie was trying to get him to read a book she really liked. It was good that he was willing to give in; when Connie got like this, it was almost impossible to say no to her.
Fortunately for both of them, what she wanted was something that turned out to be great.
He nodded at her, giving her permission to go on, and she smiled broadly. Connie kissed him again, a shorter kiss this time, before letting go of his penis. Steven let out a small sigh of disappointment as Connie crawled down the bed to line her face up with his crotch. She pushed his short legs apart and scooted up on her hands and knees to get into the best position she could manage. Her breath brushed against Steven’s smooth, hairless cock, making him shiver with anticipation.
Finally in a comfortable position on her stomach with her long brown legs sticking almost over the edge of the bed, she reached up again with both hands and grabbed hold of Steven’s immense member. Neither of her hands could completely encircle it, even though her fingers were long and thin, befitting a violinist. Stacked one atop the other, like she was gripping a baseball bat, the head of Steven’s cock still poked well above her hands. Once she had gracefully gripped the shaft, she began to jack him again, slowly and languorously, just an inch or two at a time.
It took everything Steven had to not writhe on the bed. He was doing his best to hold still since Connie was on her belly between his spread legs; he didn’t want to risk whacking her in the head with one of his knees. But it was incredibly difficult. The strain of keeping his legs out while she manipulated his hard cock was almost overwhelming. After a moment, he was able to rearrange himself so that his feet rested next to her flanks, his knees folded out to the side. It was more comfortable, but he still couldn’t completely relax—not that he really wanted to.
When Connie leaned in, hesitantly extending her tongue toward the head of his penis, he wasn’t sure what to expect. He hadn’t realized how good it could feel to touch yourself before today, or how much better it felt to have someone else touch you instead. At the moment her soft, wet tongue caressed the underside of his cock, he suddenly realized that he had known nothing at all. The powerful surge that pulsed through his body almost made him come on the spot. He felt his balls tighten and his cock twitch with the force of the feeling.
Steven realized that he was moaning aloud, and when he was finally able to open his eyes and look at Connie, she was looking back at him. Their eyes locked across the top of his penis. Without blinking or looking away, she slid her tongue up his length. When she got to the top, she parted her lips and slipped the very tip into her mouth, sucking on it like a straw. Steven couldn’t avoid his head jerking back, clenching his eyes tight at the intensity of the feelings she was inducing in him. He felt like his penis was on fire, but with pleasure instead of pain.
One of Connie’s hands left his cocks and trailed down to cup at his smooth, hairless balls. The sensation was almost ticklish as she gently cradled them in one hand, playing with them lightly as her other hand stroked him up and down. Steven had a brief moment of clarity where he wondered how she could keep up with so many things at once; it seemed almost like trying to pat your head and rub your stomach at the same time, and he had never really gotten the hang of that. Then he was submerged again under rolling waves of sensation, all thought blasted away by the gut-tightening feelings pulsing up from where Connie was doing her work.
Connie had barely done anything at all to him, really, but as soon as he felt her tongue tease him, he knew the fight was already over. Between her slow strokes on the length of his penis and the warm wetness of her mouth encircling the head of his cock, he was done for. Connie’s tongue slipped forward to snake around his cockhead, twirling it like an ice cream cone. Unable to resist any longer or to even warn Connie about what was about to happen, Steven’s hands shot forward and gripped in her long hair as he came.
He felt Connie moan in surprise around a mouthful of cock as his pulsing organ shot stream after stream of thick cum into her mouth. He managed to open his eyes and look down at his lover as her hands tightened around his shaft. He saw Connie’s eyes open wide and her expression caught somewhere between shock and lust as she desperately struggled to keep up with his cum blasting down her throat. She finally had to give up, pushing herself up off Steven’s cock and coughing wetly, cum running down her chin and back onto Steven’s crotch.
Steven forced himself to let go of Connie’s hair, allowing her just enough room to lean away and take his next shot of semen right in the face as she struggled to get a breath. Ropy strands splattered onto her cheeks and mouth, making her face a mess of white cream mixing with her sweat and saliva. Connie gasped for air and wound up getting another mouthful of cum instead. Rather than spitting it out as Steven thought she might, she instead made a purring, satisfied noise and swallowed hungrily.
As the last streamers of cum ran free from Steven’s deflating penis, he began to worry that Connie might be angry at him. His worries were dispelled immediately when she leaned back in to begin licking and sucking along his wilting cock, gathering up every trace of cum she could find and drinking it noisily. Even though he had just come suddenly and powerfully, Steven felt another stir in his lower regions as his penis began to reverse course. Before he could get to full hardness again, though, Connie let go of him, rising up to her knees and sitting back on her haunches.
He groaned in disappointment as the brown-skinned girl leaned back to begin fingering herself lightly with one hand. The other scooped his cum from her cheeks, bringing it to her waiting tongue as she sucked the fingers clean. Connie’s eyes were open but seeing nothing, staring vaguely into the distance as she massaged her dripping pussy. Her athletic legs opened and closed beneath her as she stroked up to her clit. Steven saw her shudder briefly, and then she dropped both hands back to the bed.
Connie crawled toward him on her hands and knees, her long, dark hair cascading around her face and shoulders. To Steven, she looked like a stalking jungle cat seeking out its next meal. Her face was still streaky with his semen and her eyes were locked to his. He felt very much like a piece of meat on a platter in front of a hungry animal.
“Next time,” she said as her face dropped down next to his, “a little warning would be nice.” She smiled and kissed him quickly, a darting butterfly kiss that smeared Steven’s own juices on his mouth. He couldn’t help but smile back at her, seeing how happy she looked.
“Sorry, Connie,” he said sheepishly. “I didn’t know I was going to come until I did it.”
“Apology accepted,” she said, so primly that he couldn’t help but laugh. Soon enough, she was laughing too and the two of them were holding each other, naked and slick with sweat, as they laughed at a joke only the two of them really understood.
Steven’s hand brushed against Connie’s tiny breast once they were reduced to merely giggling, and her slight exhalation of excitement made him feel like his penis might yet come back to life for another round. Was there any end to how many times they could do this? And if there wasn’t, then why wasn’t everyone doing this all the time? At least when they weren’t at their jobs or eating food, he supposed.
The idea of food made Steven realize how hungry he was, and his tongue flicked out to lick at his damp lips before he realized what he was doing. The taste of his own semen filled his mouth, a slightly sweet-and-salty flavor with a slimy consistency. It didn’t taste bad at all. As he smacked his lips, he realized there was a vaguely fruity aftertaste to it as well; no wonder Connie liked it. Steven wondered if every boy’s semen tasted so good, and if girls tasted good when their pussies got wet. He figured that he would have plenty of time to find out later on, but for now a different kind of hunger was calling to him.
“Want to order a pizza?” he asked Connie as she sank down to cuddle up next to him again.
“Do we have to put on clothes?” she responded without opening her eyes.
“Probably,” Steven told her, not without a little regret. “The last time I ordered a pizza and forgot to put on clothes before it got here, Jenny forgot to take my money. She just looked at me and got all embarrassed before she dropped the pizza and ran off. I felt so bad about it that I took in the money for the pizza to the shop the next day, but she wouldn’t even look at me for like a whole week.”
Connie giggled at the thought. “Fine, fine,” she agreed. “You call in to make the order, and I’ll get dressed once you’re off the phone.”
Steven kissed her lightly on the cheek and ran his hand down her flank, eliciting a soft sigh from the sleepy girl, before hopping off the bed to grab a towel. By the time he was finished cleaning off and dressing himself, he could hear soft snores coming from behind him. Smiling to himself, he walked around to the other side of the bed and covered Connie up, kissing her on the forehead as he walked away.
He figured he would just let her sleep until the food was here; he would just have to make sure to not let the delivery person in. Sometimes if Sour Cream and Buck were doing deliveries with Jenny, the three of them would come in and hang out for a while, just talking and eating pizza with him, but he didn’t want to risk anyone finding out about him and Connie just yet. Steven thought the Cool Kids might be… well, cool… about it, but Jenny was particularly bad at keeping secrets, and he knew that most adults wouldn’t be as cool—especially if word got back to Dr. and Mr. Maheswaran somehow.
No, it was just best to keep things a secret for the time being. He didn’t much like keeping secrets, even if he knew that other people kept a lot of them from him, but he would do it if he had to. He wouldn’t risk losing what he and Connie had now just because other people thought they were too young or it was improper or whatever other excuses people used to not let others do the things they wanted to do themselves.
But all of that could wait for later. For now, he had a pizza to order.
To be continued…
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