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Baiken reached over to the nightstand, grabbing her pipe and bringing it to her mouth as you completed your latest stroke inside of her.The busty samurai lie nude in front of you, her obi unraveled loosely onto your bed and exposing her large breasts as they fell to opposite sides. Your arms straddled her as you worked yourself closer to completion inside, back and forth as your hot breath hit her body and your cock got hotter towards the tip. Intermittenly, you slid your hands across her rock-hard abs, which only made the tingling sensation in your crotch get more intense."You almost done yet?" The words came out so nonchalant in between puffs of tobacco smoke. It's easy to understand she's already tired of waiting for you to finish, especially since this has been your fourth successive round and the night only lasts so long. Proper rest is necessary for a warrior of her prowess, and meaningless indulgence only served to distract her.It kind of hurt. Here you were, putting your all into your strokes and trying to make her feel something, anything, yet she'd never budge. Her facial expression never changed and the way she observed you as you moved was like a combination of discomfort and the feeling of watching two animals mate. The sweat that covered her body was mostly yours.This had come to fruition after persistent confessions to Baiken, always met with rejection, which only led you to chase her more. You'd follow her to the ends of the Earth if it meant she'd say yes, but thankfully, it didn't come to that. She'd decided to humor you, if not only for the fact that it would've made you much easier to handle than if you just followed her around blindly.You devoted your life to Baiken, which she no doubt appreciated. Her regimented training sessions got substantially more convenient with you there, and it benefitted you also, allowing you to spend time with her and being rewarded with intimate moments. You shared a bed not too long after getting together, and she let you cling to her through the night, if only to be thrown off at the crack of dawn.You enjoyed watching her as she trained tirelessly through the mornings and afternoons. Soon, the boundaries broke down further, and the intimacy you enjoyed extended to joining her in the sauna and post-session massages. You were no good as a training partner, but your hands were a great asset in and of themselves.Those huge muscles, the lack care for her wild body hair, and the huge weapons she carried on her chest that must've forged her back into something stronger the steel of her blade, all brought you closer and closer to asking her to cross the line with you. Baiken had never brought it up herself—it's obvious that she wouldn't—but even she could understand that keeping you happy was important.Though, you should've been prepared to be disappointed. With how much you observed her, you should've known the outcome of sex between you two.You continued to thrust inside of her as best you could. Your movements had gotten shakier since your last three orgasms since your head was still sensitive, but you did your best to try and hold on inside of her. You impacted the loads you poured inside of her pussy over and over again as you bottomed out in her, and then some.For Baiken, sex was routine. Every other night, if time allowed it, she'd entertain your insatiable lust by laying herself bare for you to use for your own pleasure. You reveled in the fact that Baiken was only yours to plow. The tight, vice-like grip of her pussy clamping down on your cock felt so amazing it was hard to believe that she wasn't doing it on purpose.But no matter how much you enjoyed yourself, there was no change in demeanor, no moaning or grunting, and, probably most painful, she didn't get wet. You'd resorted to buying lube just to continue to have sex with her, as she'd disallowed you from fingering or eating her out to make it happen yourself. There was no foreplay; only penis-in-vagina. You were lucky she let you cum inside more than once.To Baiken, sex in your relationship kept you happy by way of satisfying your sexual urges, and it benefitted her because you were uniquely helpful in your willingness to support her. To say it was anything different was a huge misinterpretation of her intent, and her as a person.Your strokes began to increase in pace and roughness as you neared closer to the edge. You gripped Baiken's thighs, spread in an "M" shape in front of you, feeling the muscle underneath, relaxed and unbothered by your desperation. You couldn't even find solace in the fact that you were impregnating Baiken. The only reason she allowed you to cum inside of her was because she was infertile.It made it easier for the her, though, as you could just stick it in before bed and finish inside her, since she preferred to rinse your seed out in the mornings instead of wasting the time she could be using to sleep. It made for more time to enjoy all that her body had to offer within that short window, but she also had a strict cut-off point so she could get her required amount of rest.And you were nearing that cut-off pretty quickly.Baiken looked down at you, noticing all the tells in your shaking and twitching. "Looks like this one's the last one. Try to hurry it up."Your grunting got more audible as you smacked your hips into hers harder and harder, your breathing getting heavier as a result, all contrasted by her calm appearance. If anyone were to see her right now, there would be no way to tell she was being fucked. The only way would be to see your dick going in and out of her.You pressed your length as far as it could manage to slide into her as your fourth load let loose inside. The cumshots hit the back of her cunt while your cock pulsated within her. Baiken could only look you up and down."You done?"She sat her pipe down beside her, sliding herself over in the bed in order to get more comfortable, leading to your cock slipping of her while you were still coming down."Get to sleep. Long day tomorrow." She closed her eye and seemed to drift off to sleep immediately.And there you were, left alone as cum slowly leaked out of her pussy, her body now partly-covered by her robe, obscuring all her bits. Your cock sat limply on the bed, your breathing slowing down. At least there was always the courtesy she offered you in moving over, allowing you to slump down right next to her.There was no aftercare. No "I love you"s or kissing. Baiken wasn't one to kiss back whenever you laid one on her, but she also wasn't the type to avoid it altogether. It seemed like everything you did she just tolerated, for one reason or another.You placed one hand overtop her stomach. You felt her chest slowly rising with each breath, and sinking in rhythm as you savored the hardness of her physique, the product of an unrelenting and uncompromising regimen that she'd followed for years.You weren't special enough for her to break that. You're not the person who's going to radically change her life and show her how to love. You can't even make her cum. You're not sure there's anyone who can.But that's okay. Because you love her. And she loves you.………
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