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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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“Oh, Connie,” Steven moaned as the brown-skinned girl licked his penis from base to tip, one long, thin hand working his balls softly. She smiled up at him and took the tip between her lips, sucking the head hard enough that her cheeks sank in. He groaned again and wrapped his fingers in her hair, taking care to not pull too hard. The last time she had done this to him, he had gotten too enthusiastic and nearly choked her with his overly large cock.
She settled down lower on the bed, spreading her knees so that she had easier access to her pussy with her free hand. She fingered herself quickly, more for the brief burst of pleasure than to seek her own orgasm just yet. Her fingers pushed up inside her sodden pussy, and she had to take care to not bite down on Steven’s penis when she gasped for breath from the feelings.
Steven stood over her, his penis level with her mouth and using the top of her head to keep his balance as he shifted back and forth on the soft bed. Connie brought her hand up from between her legs and wrapped the moisture-slicked digits around the base of Steven’s shaft. She stroked up and down while sucking the tip, working her tongue around the sensitive head. She still couldn’t get all of Steven’s cock into her mouth, barring the time she had accidentally deep-throated him when he got too worked up, but what would fit in comfortably was given quite the workout.
Steven moaned more deeply as Connie’s pace quickened, her hand jacking him while she brought her mouth down deeper and deeper onto his rigid penis. She managed to get about half of his length into her mouth before the tip started touching the back of her throat, then she slid back off, letting enough of him out of her mouth to get a quick breath before letting him invade her again. Back and forth she went, sucking and licking, in and out. The whole time, she never slackened the pace with her hands, rubbing his balls and stroking the base without slowing.
“Connie, I think it’s happening!” he cried, and she could feel his ball sack tensing on her palm as his orgasm hit. Connie quickly pulled his cock almost all the way out of her mouth, keeping only the head inside. Her drool spilled out around the head of his penis and across her hand, slickening it further as she jacked him off. She needed to make room for his massive load of cum, and she intended to not spill a drop this time if she could help it.
She didn’t have to wait long. Steven’s hands tightened in her hair, pulling almost painfully, as his cock began to convulse. The first blast of semen hit her on the tongue and splashed the inside of her mouth. She moaned around his shaft at the sensation and the taste. Steven’s cum had a faintly sweet taste to it, like salted candy, and the thickness was like warm custard. Connie thought it was delicious. She let go of his member and brought her hands around his waist to clutch at his soft ass, holding him in place as shot after shot of semen poured out of him and into her waiting mouth.
Finally, feeling his legs beginning to shake under her grasp, she let go of him. Steven gasped for air and let go of her hair, stepping away from her and pulling his deflating cock out of her mouth with an audible pop. The last strands of his thick, white jizz left a smear on Connie’s lips as he slid free, and she swallowed rapidly, not wanting to let a single drop of his tasty cum go to waste. She licked her lips for the last drops of it, then scooped up what little had splashed onto her chin and sucked her fingers clean.
“That was awesome!” Steven exclaimed as he collapsed onto the bed, his sweaty hair hanging in his eyes. He held his fists up in a triumphant gesture that Connie knew all too well, and she giggled a little at the sight. “I’m so glad the Gems were out today!”
“Me too,” she said, crawling up the length of his body to curl up against him. She enjoyed the softness of his body, such a contrast from her own lanky frame. She lowered one hand to his smooth crotch, toying with his softening penis and eliciting a noise somewhere between a giggle and a groan from him.
Since their first time trying out sex stuff, they hadn’t had a free moment alone together with Steven’s guardians out of the house. Lately, they had been taking him on more missions, which was good for Steven’s confidence but terrible for their sex life. Not that they had really had sex yet, technically speaking. Connie was still convinced that trying to fit Steven’s immense member in her vagina would split her in half, but in the meantime they could have fun in other ways.
“Not done yet, are we?” she asked, leaning over and giving him a quick kiss on the lips. Her pussy ached with need now that she had finished him off. She was almost always horny anymore, but it seemed that drinking Steven’s cum made her even more so. “What about me?”
“I just need a second to rest,” he replied before slipping his tongue across her lips then licking her nose playfully. “You kind of wore me out.”
“Awww,” she mock-complained. Her hand began to stroke him in earnest now, and she was gratified to find him already stiffening again under her ministrations. Steven might look soft and pudgy, but his training with the Crystal Gems had given him frankly amazing endurance and recovery time. “This guy seems to think you’re not that tired.”
“I dunno…” he said in a light voice, turning his head to look off into space. She realized that he was teasing her from the small smile he was struggling to keep off his face, and she started stroking him fast and hard in retaliation. Steven sighed deeply from the pleasure as his cock surged back to full hardness, the six inches of it looking simply enormous on his short, wide frame. Connie could barely fit her hand all the way around it at its hardest.
“Do you still not know?” she teased back, watching as he writhed back and forth. She sat up to get a better angle before resuming her attack. She pumped his hardening dick even faster and tightened her grip in a way that she knew drove him crazy. “How about now?”
“Okay! Okay!” he finally relented, gasping for breath as she slowed down. “Do you want me to lick you?”
“I was thinking we could try something different this time,” she said. Connie let go of his cock and crawled up his body before throwing one long, athletic leg over his waist. She put her hands on his chest, toying with his boyish nipples before lowering herself onto him. She lined her pussy up against his cock, flattening his organ so that the tip was pointing straight back toward his gem.
“I thought you didn’t want to have sex yet,” he said, his face becoming serious. “I don’t want you to rush into anything or hurt yourself…”
“Hush,” she commanded. “I’m not putting you inside me—not yet anyway.” She was touched by his concern for her, but an animal hunger had started in her now. All Connie cared about at the moment was feeding the beast that had awakened inside her.
Connie pushed down, letting her knees take her weight as she began to grind back and forth, rubbing her wet pussy up and down Steven’s hard shaft. She moaned along with him this time, the delicious friction causing waves of pleasure to radiate up through her body. She was already turned on from sucking him off, so she knew that she wouldn’t last very long. She didn’t want to last—she just wanted to come, and to come hard.
She looked down at Steven, then grabbed his flailing hands and guided them up to her tiny tits. He cupped the small mounds, playing with her nipples between thumb and forefinger. His face was a grimace of concentration as he struggled not to come again from the intense feelings Connie’s grinding was inspiring in him. Precum leaked out of the tip of his cock, pooling in sticky strands just below the gem he had where a normal human’s belly button would be.
“Pinch them,” she moaned, clutching his wrists in a vise grip. He did as she commanded, lightly at first and then harder as her sighs of pleasure intensified. He rolled the hard, pebble-like protrusions between his fingers, pulling at them and squeezing sharply in a rhythm that pushed her to the edge. Her cunt was almost vibrating from the intensity of the pleasure, and her legs were already beginning to shake. “Oh, god… Steven, I love you!” she cried out.
“I love you too, Connie!” he grunted, lifting his hips up to press the underside of his straining cock tighter against her slick pussy. “I love you so much!”
At his protestation of love, Connie felt the incredible tightness in her lower body come to a head—and then snap all at once. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the world went white from sheer pleasure. She felt her toes curling, and her hands gripped around Steven’s wrists so tightly that she faintly worried that she might leave bruises. The concern was stripped away as fast as it arrived, though, torn from her in a rolling wave of bliss that peaked and dropped and peaked again, like the ocean in a high storm.
Finally, after what felt like a solid minute of orgasms, she started to relax, letting her body settle down on Steven again and releasing his wrists from her death grip. She stayed on her knees, leaning forward to kiss him hungrily. Steven’s hands, so recently freed from imprisonment, snaked around her waist to cup at her ass. He played with the taut muscles he found there, fingers roaming across her sweat-slicked skin.
“Thank you,” Connie whispered primly into his ear. As her breath stirred his lobe, she felt his cock—still hard as diamond—twitch against her tingling pussy. “Seems like you need to get finished off again, though.”
“Just hold still,” he whispered back.
He moved his hands down Connie’s buttocks, cupping her thighs and gently lifting her as he sat up. She marveled at his incredible strength; she seemed to weigh nothing at all to him. Connie extended her long legs, her knees popping after putting them through so much strain, so that the two of them were sitting face-to-face, Steven’s hard cock trapped between their bellies. She wrapped her legs around his back and laid her hands on his shoulders for balance.
Steven leaned in and locked his lips to Connie’s, their open mouths letting their tongues play freely. He lifted Connie again with seemingly no effort, then let her slide back down, using her still-wet pussy to masturbate himself. He lifted and lowered her time after time, his stiff prick stroking against her clit with each motion. Connie felt herself building toward another powerful orgasm at Steven’s hands. Her excitement and pleasure grew with each rapid rise and fall, until she finally threw back her head and screamed aloud as her orgasm struck her.
Steven closed his eyes and leaned his head forward to suckle at Connie’s tiny breast, then moaned against her tit as his own orgasm came on. Hot, sticky cum spurted up between the two of them, splashing both of their bellies with white cream. The spray was hard enough that it painted Steven all the way up to his chest, with a little even sticking to his chin. He grunted and groaned as the flow gradually turned into a trickle and stopped.
Finally satisfied, the two of them rolled apart, settling back onto the bed side by side. Connie tucked her cheek next to his and licked a few drops of his cum off of his chin, humming to herself with enjoyment at the pleasant taste. Steven wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. Both of them were exhausted, languorously half-dozing as the aftershocks of their orgasms slowly faded.
“How much longer do we have until the Gems get back from their mission?” Connie asked through half-lidded eyes.
“They probably won’t be back until tomorrow,” he said without opening his eyes. “You’ll have to go home long before they come back.”
“Yeah,” she said with a little sadness. The circumstances that led her to sleeping over the first time they fooled around weren’t likely to be repeated this time. Everything else being equal, she would have to let Steven’s dad drive her home in a few more hours, but that was probably enough time to take a nap, grab a bath, and maybe let Steven lick her pussy one more time before she left. After all, who knew how long it would be before they could do this sort of thing again? Best to seize the opportunity when possible.
Before she could ask to make sure that he had set his phone alarm, Connie found herself drifting off to sleep in Steven’s arms. The two of them laid there, naked and uncovered, still sticky with sweat and their own juices, as they both fell asleep.
***
Neither of them had seen their watcher.
Connie and Steven had been so enthralled with their sexual explorations that neither of them had heard the warp pad activate, nor had they seen Pearl arriving alone. Pearl had meant to say something when she came back early—something about how she was only back for a few minutes and had to head right back out on mission and no, she certainly wasn’t checking up on Steven and Connie—but seeing the two naked pre-teens writhing together on the bed had shocked her into silence. As Connie and Steven’s sex-play continued, Pearl had quickly hidden herself around the corner of the doorway that led to the warp pad, not wanting to embarrass them by intruding.
She hadn’t intended to keep watching them as they ground their sweaty bodies together. After all, it was just primate mating rituals—unexpected, but hardly surprising when she stopped to think about it. Steven was half-human, and Connie was his best friend. The two of them were both at the age humans started becoming interested in the reproductive process, and they spent a lot of time together. It was only natural that they would do these sort of explorations together.
Pearl made a mental note to ask Garnet about some of the specifics; she knew that procreation sometimes resulted from these rituals, and she was entirely certain that neither Steven nor Connie were prepared to deal with the consequences of an offspring at their ages. She remembered Rose mentioning that the male had to insert something into the female for actual reproduction to happen, but she hadn’t been paying close attention to the details at the time. Was it the penis? Or was a tongue enough? Procreation worked very differently for Gems, so the exact details hadn’t mattered much to her.
Rose Quartz had taken many human lovers over the centuries, and Pearl hadn’t cared much for any of them. Oh, she had slept with a few of them, of course. Anything that made Rose happy was something that Pearl was excited to do, even if it involved being groped and prodded by a primate, but she had never experienced the same level of pleasure at the activities that Rose clearly felt. Pearl had only ever had eyes for Rose Quartz, and true pleasure only came from being fused with her as Rainbow Quartz.
Pearl hadn’t cared for Rose’s lovers but she had never resented any of the humans that Rose had “played” with, up until Greg Universe. She could tell that there was something different about the long-haired wanderer, and it was something that had always put her hackles up. It wasn’t his enormous penis either, easily the largest that she had ever seen on a human in several thousand years of exile on Earth. No, it was the sense that Rose actually loved him, rather than just being amused by him.
Time had proven that to be true, and eventually Rose stopped fusing with others. She had even stopped inviting Pearl and Amethyst into her bed for “human-style” playing, and Pearl had found it lonelier than she could have expected. Even if it meant taking Greg Universe’s massive human penis into her body again, she would have gladly done it for the chance to fuse with Rose one more time, or even just to hold her again, skin to skin.
As Connie and Steven moaned with their own pleasure, Pearl’s hand slowly traced its way down her belly to the fork of her tight shorts. She traced her fingers lightly over her crotch, trying hard to not move too quickly lest the two youngsters notice her. Finally deciding that if they hadn’t noticed the warp pad come on, they wouldn’t notice some movement in the shadows, Pearl threw caution to the wind and gave up on all pretense. She pulled open the waist of her shorts with one hand, then thrust the other down to her pussy, fingering herself with abandon.
Pearl’s body might be an illusion of light created by her gem, but the intense pleasure felt real enough. The bodies that their gems created were biological enough to be able to eat, to sleep—to fuck, if they wanted. Though most Gems didn’t bother creating biological additions like sexual organs when forming bodies, Rose’s adoption of humanity millennia ago had gradually become normal for her Crystal Gems as well. Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl might be the last of the Crystal Gems, but they still kept up the exterior physical pretense of being as human as possible, sex organs and all.
Pearl clamped her free hand over her mouth and squatted down, leaning against the door frame while her long, cool fingers worked in and out of her moistening vagina. Her thumb twiddled at her erect clitoris, sending sparks of sharp pleasure through her lower body. Even her gem seemed to hum with the sensation. She hadn’t touched herself like this in years, not since the last time she and Rose had “played” together. She remembered Rose’s soft fingers stroking into her as their gems resonated together…
And all at once, she had to bite down on the webbing of her hand to keep from screaming aloud as the unexpected orgasm hit her like a falling meteor. She rocked back and forth on her heels, plunging her fingers deep inside her and holding them there, wishing they were Rose’s and moaning softly around the cool flesh of her other hand. As it was, she was still so noisy that she thought Steven and Connie might have heard her if Connie hadn’t started screaming at almost the same time.
As Steven and Connie’s screams and moans died down to satisfied sighs, Pearl slowly released her hand from between her teeth, looking down at the impressions she had made in the pale skin. She pulled her other hand out of her shorts, breathing in the musky scent of her own juices as she held her fingers under her long, pointy nose. The warmth of the orgasm was quickly dying away, leaving only the hollow loneliness she had felt ever since the day Rose Quartz had given up her physical form. The idea that she would never again fuse with the person she loved most was unbearable…
Pearl sat up, her eyes widening as an idea struck her. Steven wasn’t Rose, but he had Rose’s gem. He was clearly able to fuse, and he had just as obviously begun exploring his human sexuality too. Steven loved Connie—Pearl couldn’t argue that, as much as she might like to—but would he be averse to having multiple partners? Steven had proclaimed how much he loved the Gems before, especially Pearl herself, but was it just familial love or something more? Could it become more?
Pearl knew that many human cultures throughout history had practiced polyamory, and that even self-proclaimed monogamous cultures were rarely as devoted as they seemed. Steven hadn’t been raised with any particular preconceived notions about monogamy, only what he might have picked up from television and Greg—and Greg certainly hadn’t turned away Amethyst when she had still wanted “play time” with him after he married Rose.
It was only Rose who had seemed uninterested in multiple partners after her relationship with Greg had gotten serious; she had never seemed to resent him sleeping with other women, even other Gems, but she had stopped indulging herself in the same manner. Pearl’s not-infrequent hints about wanting to “play” with Rose again had resulted only in oh-so-gentle disappointment.
To Pearl, Steven had always seemed like a combination of his parents’ best traits. He had Rose’s boundless compassion, sweet disposition, and gem powers, paired with Greg’s humble wisdom, earnest nature, and goofy charm. Would he be a combination of their attitudes to sex as well? Could he fuse with a Gem at all, or just with another human? There were so many questions they didn’t know the answers to.
Even with her recent boost in confidence, Pearl felt lonely a lot of the time. Was it wrong to want someone to help ease that loneliness? Pearl didn’t think so, at least as long as she was honest about it. Garnet had been angry about deceiving her to create Sardonyx—and rightfully so, Pearl had realized not long afterwards. That breach of trust was just one more thing in a long line of things to be ashamed of, she supposed, but she had done her best to be better than that since then.
Pearl had always known that she would have to let Steven go someday. But, she mused, part of letting go meant treating him as an equal—and an equal was someone she could fuse with, in the human way or the Gem way. Would he want to? She supposed that there was really only one way to find out.
As Steven and Connie drifted off to sleep, Pearl stood up and crept to the bathroom to clean off her hands and allow her gem to use its power to clean her clothing as well. She couldn’t go back on mission with the smell of masturbation clinging to her. Beyond it being unseemly, Amethyst had a nose like a bloodhound and would never let Pearl hear the end of it. As she cleaned up, she started thinking about how to approach Steven about the possibilities. Perhaps the best way was through Connie—after all, she couldn’t imagine Steven saying no to both of them.
Maybe there was some potential for “training” there too…
To be continued…
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