Taxes

It was another slow day in the slums of Sector 7, just one in a long series of particularly slow days that have swept through the whole of the lower plate based city of Midgar. In yet another attempt to make as much money as Humanly possible, the seemingly all powerful Shin-Ra corporation imposed a new set of taxes upon the people.

Critics of Shin-Ra --those who hadn't been paid off by Sin-Ra, "convinced" to silence themselves or those who didn't simply vanish in the night-- called it a "too poor to afford to pay a tax" tax, as those living upon the plate had little trouble paying it while the people of the slums struggled. The poorest have already been hit rather hard; taken from their meager homes and imprisoned in jails that aren't even fit for the rats that call it home, these people are considered criminals simply because they're too poor.

The effects have spread like a plague; children are going hungry simply because their families are now too poor to afford even the most basic of needs, businesses that have always struggled are going belly up... even the women of questionable values have found their services to be in short demand, regardless of how low their prices dip.

It was getting to the point where even those businesses that hadn't struggled in the past, that had seeming always been a part of the community with a loyal following of costumers were also suffering. It was at times like this that one would expect a bar to have a decent amount of business; there are always people out there that want to drown their sorrows in alcohol, even if it means they're wasting what little money they have on it.

But alas, such is not the case in even these depressing times; it was so bad that even the bars, those beacons of self medication were also suffering. Perhaps they're even the worse hit, it seems that even the regulars who came to drink in their darkest hours, when horrible things loomed over their heads weren't even coming in, because they simply lacked the money.

The bar called 7th Heaven was always a popular place, despite having been opened just a few years prior, toppling the popularity of establishments that had been in place for years, even decades. It had a large fan base that spanned nearly the whole of Sector 7, along with many from the adjoining sectors There were many reasons for this; the drinks weren't watered down and were still decently priced, you could get a good, home cooked meal along with your drink, service came with a smile... and a large pair of breasts in a tiny top.

The hostess Tifa was a good woman, kind and gentle most of the time, she could mix a drink and cook with equal ease, but that was all icing on the cake that was her body. It was common knowledge that most of her customers were male, they came from far and wide to leer at her large breasts and firm ass which were clad in short, tight clothing.

She would deny it, of course... but deep down, everybody knew that she wore those clothes to attract new customers while keeping the old ones coming back for more. She was well aware of the leers and stares and, despite denials, she reveled in the attention, obviously flaunting her various shapely body parts for the viewing pleasure of her happy customers.

But in a time where women were giving away far more than she ever would consider for cheaper prices, her bar was suffering horribly. Her once solid and loyal customer base has all but abandoned the place out of necessity, they didn't have the money to go and leer at a woman, no matter how shapely she may be.

On this day, like many before she sat at the bar, elbow on the counter, her cheek open her open palm. She sighed softly, there hasn't been a single paying customer in the place all day long.


He wasn't a new face, he had been in all the time up until a little while ago, when the taxes kicked in. He wasn't always the biggest spender, but right now, he was a welcome sight.



She bent over to place the drink upon the table, causing her skirt to rise ever so slightly, giving a hint of white panties. In this brief moment, he slipped his hand under her skirt, his fingers slipping between her legs, running along her panty covered slit. She gasps softly as they caress her thinly covered opening, thumb pressing itself between her cheeks, trying to find her anus. When he finds it, she bites her lower lip as the digit works itself around the opening in small circles, causing her ass cheeks to clinch as she shudders.

While he toyed with both openings, his other hand moved up, along her body. Getting to her chest, he ran his fingers across one of her large, heavy breasts, and then, suddenly, he cupped it in his hand, giving it a good, hard squeeze, and then, he began to fondle her. Gasping and moaning, she places her hands on the table for support as she opened her legs more for him, to allow him even better access to her crotch, and then she arches her back, pressing her breast hard into his hand, her nipple jabbing into his palm.

After a short while of fondling, he lets go of her breast, much to her disappointed. She almost whined in complaint, but then, she moaned loudly when he pinched the hard piece of flesh between two fingers. As if that wasn't enough, he began to roll it between them while pinching it good and hard, making her moan louder and louder as her nails attempted to dig into the wood of the table.

With a smirk on his lips and emboldened by her reaction, he really went to work on her slit, fingers pressing against her harder while moving with ever increasing speed, digging into her sensative opening deeper. He can feel her crotch getting moist, the fabric starts to cling to her body as her as his thumb presses itself into her anus, making her moan like some common little harlot.

Feeling the need to see how far this will go, he stops his fingering and grabs hold of her panties. With a quick flick of his wrist, he tears them from her body and throws them onto the floor. Then, letting go of her nipple, he stands up and moves behind her, then kneels down, his face hovering mere inches from her slick little pussy and then, he takes a nice, deep whiff of her scent.

"You're so wet..."

He says in a low voice, she can hear a hint of lust in his voice. She whimpers softly and fidgets a little, her cheeks turning red as pointer and ring fingers of his right hand pull open her pussy lips, while the same fingers of his left hand push open her ass cheeks. She ducks her head down, between her arms, trying to see what he's doing, but her breasts get in the way, she can barely see anything over them. But, that doesn't matter as, moments later, he plunges his middle finger into her, making her moan once again. But that's not enough for him, oh no... mere seconds after that, he plunges he left middle finger into her anus, making her moan and squeal.

Her juices really start to flow at this point, trickling down her smooth, supple thighs while easily coating his finger as it plunges into her tight little hole, over and over, making a lewd, filthy little squishing noise. She seems to be nearly ready for the next step... she's nice and wet, she doesn't seem to be objecting to any of this... the only thing left to test is how loose she is.

For this, he stops the pumping his finger was giving her, and then, he presses his finger ahard against her upper vaginal wall. When he can go no further, he moves his finger in a circle, pushing as hard as possible. This makes her tremble slightly, she can tell he's trying to see how loose she is. He even does it a few more times, making sure that she's good and ready for him, which simply elicits moans from her, she seems to enjoy having her walls pushed to their limit.

Satisfied, he pulls his fingers from her pussy and anus, and then, he stands up, behind her. His left hand leaves her ass and then goes to his pants... she can hear a zipper being pulled down. She moans at that sound, her pussy literally oozes more juices in anticipation for what's about to come. He can't help but smirk at that as he removes his hard dick from his pants, and he smirks even more as he presses the precum leaking head against her pulled open slit. He doesn't drive it in, but instead, he simply rubs it against her, teasing her in a cruel way.

She tries to push against him, but he puts an end to that by pressing his left hand onto her back. She whimpers and whines as he just plays with her, despite having her in a willing position to have sex, he still wants more out of her... he wants to hear her ask for it. Nay, beg for it, if just a little bit.








Leaning forward, she carefully starts to lick the head of it, causing him to groan loudly at the mere touch of her little pink muscle. After a few initial licks, she grasps the shaft and, before he knows it, takes the entire head of his dick into her mouth. Licking and sucking on it, she moans softly as she slowly lowers her head, allowing his meat to slip down her throat.

Deeper and deeper she pushes it, causing him to moan and groan loudly. He places a hand on the back on her head, trying to force more of himself down her throat faster, and she complies with him. All the while, her tongue works his shaft, making her shiver with every lick. Once she reaches her limit, she starts to pull her head back, causing his shaft to slip from her throat. Once she reaches the head, she drive herself back down, and then, back up once she reaches her limit, then back down, then back up, over and over.

She bobs her head faster and faster as she licks him, the hand upon her head has taken to stroking her long brown hair. He grunts like an animal as she moans around his meat, he loves the feel of her mouth, her tongue, her throat.. but there would be one thing that would make this the single best event of his life... to have those large tits of hers wrapped around him.

He looks down at her, and he notices she's looking up at him. They stare at one another for a few moments and then he makes his move. Reaching down to her chest with his free hand, he grabs a hold of her tiny white shirt... and without so much as a word, he rips it from her, causing her heavy breasts to bounce free, being held back by only two thin leather suspenders.

She doesn't seem to mind one bit. In-fact, she didn't even hesitate one moment, she merely leaned forward and then wrapped those incredible tits around his cock, hand on either side of a breast. Then, again without hesitation, she began to move those large mounds up and down on his cock in sync with her head; when she lifts up, they move up, and when she goes down, they go down as well. And as her bobbing increases in speed, so does her tit fucking.

Licking him harder, her head and tits starts to bob up and down faster and faster, causing him to moan louder and louder as he gets closer and closer to the edge.

He can't last much longer... and it seems she knows this, because the suction on his cock only gets tighter.

"Gonna cu-"

He tries to warn her, but it's all too late, as before he can finish his sentence, he cums, and hard. Jet after jet of hot, sticky sperm flies down her throat, making her moan loudly. He keeps cumming down her throat as she keeps bobbing her head and moving her tits, trying to milk him for all he's worth.

However, before he's done, he pulls his dick from her mouth and gives her a few good splurts on the face and on those immense tits still wrapped around him. As it all comes to an end, she moans softly as she licks her lips, then the head of his cock. Her tongue lingers on the head, licking it all over, it was as if she didn't want to leave it. Hell, he didn't want her to leave it either