Final Fantasy 7 - Barret's Humiliation III

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C-cup tits. Forty-years old. Five-foot-six and granted three additional inches with her high heels. A blonde bad bitch who strutted up to Cloud and the creampied, panting Tifa without fair.

Cloud peered over his shoulder for a moment. He didn’t want to pull out of Tifa. Honestly, who would? Barret would have kept his black balls pressed to her ass even if hell itself arrived on Earth.

Cloud was not Barret and had much more self-control.

Pulling out a cock of Cloud’s magnitude was going to take a while to do. Long and girthy, her hole was stretched to accommodate its exceptional size. And to think such a huge cock was inside such a delightful woman…

Tifa Lockhart: big tits, an amazing personality, and erotics gasps as he pulled more and more out. Barret watched every last second of the white cock's withdrawal.

‘Fucking hell…’

Plap!

His cock slipped out and a ridiculous gush of gooey white cum flowed out. 

‘Her cunt is RUINED.’

Every man and woman knew that this big-titty chick was never going to be able to fuck another man. Only Cloud could fuck her pussy. Only Cloud could sate her thirst. His godly dick had changed her forever. Turned her from a goddess into a slut obsessed with Cloud Strife alone.

The panting, the gasps, the way her tongue hung out and she dangled off the railing, there was just no way she was living a normal life after this. That fat cock HAD to accompany her and fill her up on the daily. Otherwise, that body would be unsatisfied.

“Mmm…”

Scarlet loved it. Biting her bottom lip, she appeared equally as ecstatic.

Cum fell from Tifa’s hole in large globs. Plat, plat, plat! The blonde lady eyed the hefty baby batter tainting her yacht's floor, then gazed over at the man responsible. His back muscles and butt were harmonious and gorgeous.

“Turn around,” Scarlet ordered.

The white boy has some serious fucking aura. His gaze was glued to Tifa’s ass cheeks. But peering over his shoulder, he saw Barret.

The mission was at stake. Someone had to distract her.

Who else but Cloud?

Cloud turned to face her, his cock semi-erect and in a droop. He panted, eyes unfocused from the prior ecstasy. 

Scarlet scanned him, arms under her bust. A smile slowly appeared. 

Barret stood by, his bulky frame noticeable yet ignored in favour of Cloud. His fist clenched. Barret hated her. However, he couldn’t deny she was an alluring beauty equal to Tifa. Ravishly attractive and stunning, the type to dominate rather than be dominated. Experience and the aspects of youth all in one package. Tits that were practically laid bare in her dark red satin dress.

The plan had been to bring attention but not so much that Scarlet would realize they were enemies. And right now, Scarlet definitely didn't think Cloud was an enemy.

“A pretty face, a big cock, and most of all…”

A finger went up the slit of her red dress, flicking just off her black thigh-high stockings.

“...a hefty sack. I can tell those balls are swimming with children.” She let out a sound that was someplace between a giggle, cocky laugh, and a squeal. “What is your name?”

“C—”

“Wait, I don't care. I will call whatever I like.”

Scarlet was terribly arrogant. That arrogance would be her downfall. Scarlet smirked and beckoned him over. “Follow. I have something special in mind for you.”

She spun on her heel, her tight dress hugging her figure and openly shaping her ass cheeks. She took two steps, stopped, then looked over her shoulder and right at Barret.

“And you.” Scarlet pointed at the dark-skinned male. His heart nearly stopped. “You will suffice.”

His flaccid cock sprang up to attention. Eight inches of mean black dick. Scarlet smiled and walked again. She was impressed.

In the meanwhile, Cloud slapped Tifa's bum. The master martial artist wasn't going to be able to join them, her very existence anchored to that railing. Cloud went over to whisper something in her ear, then went to follow Scarlet as ordered. The crowd parted.

This yacht belonged to Scarlet. All authority and power was in her hands. 

Barret quietly turned to Johnny and said, “Take care of her, will you?”

Take care of a woman—your crush—that had been creampied by another man, trembling and shaking and desperate for air. Yep, just go ahead and take care of her. 

Johnny could only nod. His crush was still his crush despite the gaping hole caused by a bigger, better cock.

Barret then joined Cloud who, without turning, said, “It's up to us to distract her. Tifa, once she’s recovered, is going to explore the second floor and find out what we need.”

So that was what he whispered to her. “How long?”

“She said half an hour. You ready?”

“Hell fucking yeah I am.”

Cloud and Barret—the duo had returned. Although, judging by the giggles, it was a mismatch. Barret was getting carried by Cloud in terms of appeal. The blonde was gifted with good looks on top of being well-hung. Barret, walking right beside him, was the lesser. The pathetic buddy that tagged along to score a woman that pitied him. All muscles but no substance. That was how it looked.

‘Just you wait…’ All those women that were giggling at him were going to get paid back. He was going to prove them wrong. ‘Eight inches isn’t small!’ 

Up the stairs they went. Barret eyed Scarlet’s hug-pressed ass eagerly. Cloud did not. He seemed to notice but had the gall not to look.

‘Suit yourself.’ 

Reaching the second floor, they walked past two doors until a Shinra guard with a gun opened the third and final door. Masked and all, fighting the Shinra infantryman was going to be hard. Especially since a certain agent was here.

A member of the Turks—a special task force within Shinra's General Affairs Division—Rude. His shaved head and sunglasses couldn’t be missed. Nude, he didn’t look as intimidating as usual. His soft penis was practically the white version of Barret’s. Moreover, his physical prowess was second only to Barret’s own. 

‘Rude is here,’ Barre thought. ‘Just like Yuffie mentioned.’ 

Indeed, they already had a contingency for Rude. Barret wasn’t going to have to find out which of them was stronger. 

Inside was an office—or more accurate—Scarlet’s throne room. A red chair lay waiting for her and she sat there with the prose of a goddess. She threw her legs forward and an infantry man came forward to act as a footstool. 

The infantryman was noticeably nude, his dick and balls dangling. The infantryman glanced over at them and nearly buckled. Barret was one thing, a hulking man with an eight-incher. But his white companion was something else. Barret could see the infantryman thinking, ‘My mistress is going to take that!?’

Maybe, maybe not.

Scarlet’s heels grinded into the bar back of the infantryman. Her blonde hair was tied into a French twist. In her seat, her sideboobs and the necklace lying in between were wholly for the two males to witness. Barret tried not to react but his cock had a mind of its own. It twitched. 

Scarlet smirked. She was a piece of work, alright. A devil that took on the form of a flawless dominatrix. Only Cloud appeared to be resistant to her willows, his semi-erection going softer by the second.

Barret would have asked if he was a straight guy. Softening in front of a blonde bad bitch like Scarlet should have been impossible. Give what he did to Tifa…yeah, Barret got the message. Cloud thought that Tifa was better. That was why his cock was unimpressed. 

“Hm…” Scarlet put a finger to her cheek. “Do I know you?”

Barret bristled. Did she recognize him? Scarlet had been the one to have shot his hand, sending his childhood friend Dyne to fall to his doom. Barret himself barely escaped despite his severe injuries.

The only reason he hadn’t gone into a rage upon seeing her was because she was hot. That was it. His dick was currently on auto-pilot and his normal emotions were numbed. Hearing her address him, he clenched his fist. 

“I–”

Barret’s cock stood proudly. His cock was big.

“Not you,” Scarlet interjected, finger going from her cheek to Cloud. “The well-hung one.”

Scarlet did not care. No, she did not accept that he was big. She thought he was nothing. Scarlet, the woman he wished to kill above all others, cared more about Cloud than Barret.

‘Fuck, fuck, fuck!’ 

His mortal enemy thought his dick was small!? Thought he was nothing!? 

Cloud’s cock was totally flaccid. And guess what? It was still bigger than Barret’s erection. Ten inches of hanging white meat versus eight inches of pointedly throbbing black cock. Comparing the two was sad. Barret was giving it everything he had. Cloud wasn’t. Yet the bigger man was Cloud.

He was shorter by more than a foot. Smaller muscles.

Even so, when it came down to it, his balls and cock were leagues above Barret’s—to the point that Scarlet, a woman that Barret had personally dealt with, did not recognize the big black man. The white man was just bigger and better and more deserving of her intellect and eyes. 

“I don’t believe we’ve met,” Cloud replied.

“Ho. I do let men correct me.” Scarlet leaned forward. “I will allow it in your case.” 

‘Why am I even here—?’ Barret asked.

“Now, you must be asking why I brought the two of you. I simply wished to see the difference.” She leaned back on her red throne. “See what, you ask? I want you two to jerk off in front of me. I want to see the difference between two men who have clearly trained themselves to the limit and arrived at two different results.”

“Jerk off…in front of you?” Barret repeated. “Are you—”

Cloud elbowed him and answered, “Understood.”

The importance of the mission went above all else. Pride, lives, and anything between was irrelevant. That was what Cloud was saying. 

‘We gotta buy time for Tifa. There were three doors on the second floor. She has to get in one of them. Because here…’ Barret glanced about. ‘There’s nothing. Scarlet doesn’t keep her stuff here.’ 

So him and Cloud got to work. Of course, in Barret’s case, there was nothing to improve on. This was his cock at its best. Eight measly inches in Scarlet’s view.

But Cloud? Ten inches was just the start.

“Oh, yes~”

Her face lifted from its relaxed position and a smile appeared. A happy, joyous smile that the dominatrix rarely showed to any other man. Barret had never seen it and Barret was sure he wouldn’t have seen it if not for Cloud Strife. 

When Cloud jerked off his log of a penis, the throbs and pumps were eagerly watched. Scarlet loved it. 

Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—! 

Throb, throb, throb. 

Bigger, bigger, bigger.

Witnessing it from a distance was one thing. Seeing it happen right beside him was another. Cloud was giant. Like holy fuck, there was no competition or comparison or rivalry. He was so far above Barret that he wondered if they were both even men.

‘Cloud’s gotta be some evolved species because good god…!’ 

Cloud didn’t grunt or humiliate himself the way Barret was. Barret’s strokes were slow so that he wouldn’t blow his load early. He was sensitive from the climax minutes prior. But Cloud? Cloud went faster and harder with every passing second.

Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—! 

“That’s the way~” Scarlet licked her lips. “Mmm, this is what I’ve been looking for. A big dick. A real big dick.”

The pre-cum, the cum from the tip, all of it was to create that distinct schlap sound. Except, honestly, there was a huge contrast between the little white guy and the big black man. The quality of the schlaps and the length at which they occurred were leagues apart. 

Everything was different.

Two cocks, one belonging to big black man and one belonging to a white pretty boy. Scarlet already knew this was going to happen. She knew the male with the fat balls and cock was going to eclipse him.

Barret grit his teeth. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuuuck!’ 

This was to show that a man as hung as Barret was nothing. That something more was necessary for her.

Scarlet finally got off her throne. With a gesture, the Shinra infantryman ran in between Cloud and Barret and exited the room. Scarlet's heels clicked loudly. Barret was too tall so he could see down her tits and necklace with ease. His member hardened. Pre-cum dripped down to the floor. Scarlet stopped in front of them, arms crossed. 

All of a sudden, Barret wanted to fuck her and break her.

“I can see it in you,” Scarlet said, meeting Barret’s gaze head-on. “Such confidence. But unfortunately…”

To his surprise, she grabbed the crown of his cock. Barret promptly stopped and held his breath. Her first stroke—

‘W-what the hell!?’ 

It was sooo good. Barret felt like he was receiving his first handjob ever! He felt like a virgin! The second stroke came. Barret’s knees buckled. The smoothness of her hands. The tightness in her movements. She was hard and dominating and Barret was falling for it.

“Haah…haah…”

Cum dripped like a broken faucet. ‘Holy fuck, holy fuuuuckkk—!’ 

The third stroke. He was about to cum. Barret was going to prematurely ejaculate! “H-how…? Nnghhh!” 

His balls tensed up. Not good, not good…!

“You're a thousand years too young to be challenging me, little man.”

Scarlet released him, scoffing. She had given mercy and just in the nick of time too. Barret’s cock was dark and ready to pop off, trembling from the very air. A little kiss could get him to cum. 

Panting, Barret stared at his cock, then darted his gaze over to Cloud’s bigger cock. He chewed on the inside of his cheek.”

“Look at that—a premature cock.” Scarlet uncrossed her arms and rolled her eyes. “At least try and hold it in. Like I said, I want to compare.”

Barret couldn’t believe that this bitch was so arrogant. “It’s…not…tiny…!”

“Oh?” 

“It’s not…” A ragged breath. The build-up from Scarlet’s short handjob dissipated and he was back to normal. “...tiny!”

“Is that right? Prove it.” Scarlet jabbed a thumb at a Cloud. “If your load is bigger than his, then I will apologize and rescind my words.”

Barret’s need to be better kicked in. The animalistic instinct that lived inside every male. “Ngh! Unh!”

Jerk off harder.

Grow bigger.

Build-up, build-up, build up…!

Scarlet smirked. “Good job~”

Cloud looked over, puzzled. He saw Barret focused and on the cusp of an orgasm so he decided to speed up too. Bigger and louder, the schlaps got Barret to glance over. His heart plummeted. Just looking at Cloud’s bigger cock made him lose confidence.

But he couldn’t. Not yet.

“Almost there…!” What Scarlet did in three strokes, Barret was able to in a minute of masturbation. 

Schlap—! Schlap—! Schlap—!  

“H-ha!”

He was there. Barret came.

And by sheer coincidence, so did Cloud. Deep, deep inside, Barret knew the truth. The reality of the situation.

His white cock far outstripped his black cock.

Ropes upon ropes of cum erupted from Cloud, while for Barret, they were best described as dribbles. Sometimes, they shot forward and gained some distance but never enough to bridge the gap.

Barret and Cloud came and jerked themselves off—with Scarlet in-between and watching it all fly by her.

White boys must have been built different or something. Instead of a weak ass load that dribbled for a couple seconds before being tapped dry, they fired off fucking rockets of cum. At the very least, Cloud was. Barret could hear every single huge shot splatter across the floor. 

Spurt, spurt, spurt, spurt! Ten whole shots of cum and Barret was done. But Cloud? His load was equivalent to a a god's. In that moment, even Barret was convinced he was of some divine origin.

Scarlet was ecstatic. Her hands came together and she smiled.

“Wonderful! Wonderful, sir!” 

Barret was done. His cumshots became little drips even as he jerked himself off for more. There was nothing left in his balls. Absolutely nothing.

But Cloud?

Spuuurt! Spuuurt! Spuuurt! Spuuuuuurt!

Long ropes of cum kept erupting from his throbbing cock. It was nonstop. Wide and long, they were so much different than Barret’s that he just had to do a double-take. While his black cock went flaccid, Cloud’s became harder.

‘What the fuck kind of a nut is that!? It just keeps going and going…’ Barret swallowed the fear in his throat. ‘How big is this guy's balls?’

The answer? Very big. Over ten times what Barrett used to try and impregnate his ex-wife.

And so, when Cloud's climax ended, Scarlet had eyes only for one cock. The cock that didn't wilt after an orgasm. The cock that was gloriously hard.

“Looks like we have a winner.” Scarlet's ass was toward Barret, her face turned to Cloud. Her gaze followed the mess he had made, licking her lips. “And it's not close by my measure.”

Scarlet looked over at Barret, scanning his bulging muscles and superior height. Finding his cock, however, she was left disappointed and sneered.

Squeezed dry, he was probably at around three inches. Four times smaller than Cloud’s steep pipe.

“I saw that other woman. Your tiny black cock would disappear in between those titties. So stop wasting her time and let her be truly happy with a man who can spoil her and fuck her senseless.”

Barret’s limp cock twitched pathetically.

“Ah, although…”

Without wasting a moment, Scarlet took charge, pushing Cloud against the wall. Her hands roamed over his chest and then dared to grab his balls. Indeed, she thought as she stroked the sack, she intended to break him in and make him beg for mercy.

“I do not intend to share.”

But as the saying goes, pride comes before the fall. And Scarlet was about to experience a fall of epic proportions.

Barret hated big white cocks. But more than that, he hated Scarlet. So when he saw Scarlet attempt to claim Cloud for herself, he no longer cared for the competition.

The black man accepted that the white cock was bigger. That no matter how hard he tried, his manhood would be inferior.

Dangling white balls that pumped litres of cum. A monster cock nearly triple that of the average man.

Barret could never rival Cloud. He could never steal Tifa or Kyrie or anyone else who had to choose between them.

Cloud was better. 

“Hrn.” With a swift move, Cloud reversed their positions, pinning Scarlet against the wall. The force of his action startled her, and a spark of unease flickered in her eyes. Could she really tame this beast?

Barret smirked, seeing the flicker of doubt in her eyes. Cloud’s balls were full, unlike his own. And since it had come down to this, there was no doubt in Barret's mind.

That white cock was about to fuck her up.

He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head with one hand, using the other to trace her jawline and neck possessively. "I think someone needs to be taught a lesson," he whispered hoarsely, his hot breath fanning her ear.

Scarlet shivered despite herself. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. She tried to protest, but Cloud silenced her with a deep, passionate kiss that robbed her of all rational thought. His tongue dominated hers, shivers of desire straight to her womb.

Their kiss deepened and Cloud reached down and lifted her, pressing her back against the wall. Scarlet wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling his cock rub up her stomach.

Then, without warning, Cloud pulled away, leaving Scarlet breathless and wanting. He began to undress her, taking his time to savour every inch of her body. He unbuttoned her dress, letting it pool at her feet, and traced the curves of her breasts.

No bra. She thought she was too sexy for it.

Soon, Scarlet stood naked before him save for her lacy black panties and her thigh-high stockings. What an alluring minx.

Cloud hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly peeled them away, his eyes darkening at the sight of her shaved pussy, already glistening with arousal.

He knelt before her, his tongue tracing a path up her inner thigh. Scarlet gasped as he blew cool air over her sensitive pussy, shivering. Then, without warning, he plunged his tongue deep into her core.

Scarlet cried out, her hands tangling in his hair as he ate her out with expertise. He sucked and nibbled on her clit, flicking it with the tip of his tongue until she was squirming and moaning. Her hips bucked uncontrollably as he expertly teased her, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

"Y-you…!”

Anger and frustration bubbled. This was supposed to be her moment.

Cloud's hot breath washing over her sensitive folds. Before she could rage, he stood, lifting her again so that her feet lost their heels. Instinctively, she wrapped one leg around his waist. Scarlet felt the tip of his cock teasing her entrance and the anger dissipated. 

“Mmm…” Scarlet moaned as he slowly impaled her with his massive length. “T-this…! Youuu…! Mmmpppphh~!’

It was like nothing the Shinra executive had ever experienced. She was forty years old, a bonafide dominatrix. She fucked and emptied many before him, yet for the first time, the mere sensation of his sinking cock was getting to her. Cloud's girth stretched her to her limits, and she cried out as he filled her completely. He gave her a moment to adjust.

Her head was thrown back, her eyes stammering and struggling. “Haahh~! Nnnghhhh~!”

Tifa was a hot martial artist. Scarlet was a sexy dominatrix. It didn’t matter their beauty or the greatness of their occupations, all fell in the face of Cloud's cock.

She orgasmed. Pussy tightening, eyes widening, and her other leg going over to wrap his waist.

Cloud officially had her full attention. He began to move, thrusting deep and hard.

The force of his thrusts sent Scarlet into a frenzy. She met his gaze, seeing the pure, primal desire burning within him. It fueled her own need, and she matched his passion with equal fervour. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he pounded into her, thrusting harder and deeper with each stroke.

“F-fuck! Fuck! Fuuuck!” She swore without restraint. She was different from Tifa, resisting to the bitter end.

"I'm going to fuck you till you can't walk straight,” Cloud murmured.

And that's exactly what he did. Cloud relentlessly pounded into her, taking her right there against the wall. Fucking her standing and giving her no room to breath.

“T-this isss~! Nnnghh!”

Scarlet came. Her legs and pussy tightened up. She couldn’t believe it. She refused to accept it.

“Gsshhhhk! Nnnghhhh!”

After another five thrusts, she came again. Barret couldn’t believe what Cloud was doing. He was totally out maneuvering her!

So what the hell was he supposed to do? Stand there and jerk himself off? He didn't have the energy for it. His balls were empty.

But...sneaking out wasn't an option. Not when she was making those faces. Not when two perfect specimens were fucking. It was like Cloud and Tifa all over again.

"Mmmpphhh~!"

For the briefest of moments, Scarlet slammed down and tightened up enough to stop Cloud in his tracks. She licked her lips, heaved a breath, and slammed down again. She was going to gain that advantage. She WOULD dominate!

"F-fuuucckkk~!"

Only to realize that she didn't have the willpower for that. If this was Barret, then the comeback would have worked. But Cloud? As if. This was her first time with such a cock. Her walls were experiencing pleasure like never before. No matter how much her mind and will resisted...

"My puuussyyyy~!"

Her body was already submitting to him.

Both Scarlet and Barret lost track of time. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, toes curling. Her cries filled the room as Cloud mercilessly drove her toward an orgasm again and again.

“Oohhh~! Nnnghhh! Fuck! Fuuuckk! You damn stud! You're fucking my womb! You're fucking me SO HAARRDD~!”

Scarlet, the almighty Shinra executive, the woman that could execute men without blinking, was breaking.

Barret was glad he had front row seats to it.

"I-I caann't~! You fuck! Your cock! YOUR COOCCCK~! IT'S TOOO MUCCCHHH~!"

Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, Cloud lifted her off the wall and carried her to the throne. His balls slapped against his inner thigh. Barret watched and let the white boy do his thing. Because clearly, there was no stopping him.

Before Scarlet could catch her breath, he was on top of her again, his cock plunging deep into her welcoming womb.

“Oooohhhh~!”

PLAP—!  PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—!

He fucked her with abandon. It was a position somewhere between missionary and a mating press. Barret could see Scarlet's stretched pussy and every thrust of Cloud's fat cock. The Shinra executive screamed and bucked beneath him, her body glistening with sweat. Her breasts bounced with the force of their mating, and Cloud leaned down to take a nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling as he continued to thrust.

“Youuuuuu~! Nnnggfh! You're making me cum sooo harrdddd~!”

Scarlet didn't stand a chance. The moment he fucked Tifa, he had learned how to pound a woman silly. He learned to overcome a woman as great as Scarlet.

Ordinarily, her pussy could make men cum in seconds. Her hands could cause eight inches of black cock to nut after a couple strokes. She wasn't a woman to be underestimated.

However, Cloud was simply on another level.

“Cumming! Cuuummmiiingg! You fucking STUD, I'M CUUMMMIIIING~!”

Forty year old pussy was nothing to him.

PLAP—!  PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! 

His ballsack swung as his cock pistoned in and out of her. Cloud wasn't the type to goad. No, but like with Tifa, he had to act. He had to play himself up. He had to be dominating the Shinra executive.

"Worship me, Scarlet," Cloud demanded. "Let me feel that tight pussy milking my cock. Admit that I'm the best.”

Scarlet's response was a guttural moan as she tumbled over the edge. Her pussy clenched around him, milking his cock as her juices flowed freely. Cloud growled as he felt her orgasm, driving into her harder, prolonging her pleasure.

“Y-you are! You're the best! The greatest! Y-you…!” Another orgasm and gasp. “YOU HAVE THE BIGGEST, FATTEST COCK OUT THERE! THAT BLACK COCK IS NOTHING! EVERY OTHER MAN IS NOTHING! YOU'RE THE BEST! THE BESSTTT~!”

Barret didn't even care for the insult. He just wanted to see Scarlet lose.

Scarlet's response was drowned by a guttural moan as she tumbled over to another orgasm, one of a long chain at this point. Her pussy clenched around him, trying to milk his cock as her juices flowed freely. Cloud growled as he felt her orgasm, driving into her harder, prolonging her pleasure.

Her black stocking legs bounced. Her toes curled and her gasps grew louder.

Scarlet lost count of her orgasms as her body surrendered to the relentless pleasure.

“Y-y-y-yes!!!! YESSSHHHH~! Pound my ass like it owes you money!”

Her mind went blank, and she existed only in the moment, a willing prisoner to the ecstasy Cloud inflicted upon her.

Cloud felt his own release building. With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her and roared as he released his load, flooding her pussy with his hot cum. Scarlet moaned at the feeling of his essence filling her, her pussy pulsating in response.

When Cloud was done, Barret was right beside him. When Cloud pulled all those meaty white inches, more than quadruple what he had to offer with his flaccid member, Barret watched. Every inch earned a moan. Every inch was a great loss. He witnessed the bane of his existence moan pathetically and keep herself in that mated position. 

"Haah...hahhh...nngghhh...mmmmppphhh...!"

Creampied, humiliated, dominated and destroyed. 

“No other man is gonna ever bring you satisfaction,” Barret taunted. “‘Cuz this white boy dicked you down hard. That's your punishment, Scarlet.”

Scarlet was unable to respond, overstimulated. Her legs trembled and her pussy pushed out more and more of Cloud's yogurt cum.

Cloud’s cock retreated in size, becoming semi-erect and droopy, and glanced over at Barret. “What? Punishment?”

“Don't worry about it.”

Seeing her like this, his erection popped out again. This was probably a record for him. However, seeing Cloud's giant member, he remembered that there really wasn't anything to be proud of. Barret suppressed a sigh. ‘Still hate hung white dudes but whatever. At least this one is on my side.’

“It's been thirty minutes, yeah? Ya think Tifa got the mission done?” Barret asked.

“...maybe.”

He did fill her up pretty badly. Maybe it was going to take more than an hour to recover…

Together, they headed to the door. This place was way too metallic for their liking. Opening it and going through, unfortunately, was not going to be the end of it.

Directly at the door, one man stood in their way.

“You're…” Cloud squinted. “That guy.”

“Rude,” the bald guard corrected. “It's Rude.”

That was his name. Well, shit. The elite guard looked like he wasn't about to let them go.

“The Madame will let me know when you can leave.”

“She's busy,” Barret said quickly. “Now get outta our way.”

“And why would I allow that?”

Rude was a large man with a large frame and an average penis. Seeing Cloud’s dangling cock seemed to piss him off. At first glance, one would think Rude was like Barret and jealous of the white boy's endowment. It was natural; most guys hated seeing other absurdly hung guys. It lowered their self-esteem. Made them think they wouldn't be able to find love when that massive cock was around.

But that wasn't the full story for Rude. It wasn't Cloud's dick alone that pissed him off; it was also who he used it on.

Not Scarlet, his boss—but Tifa Lockhart.

That's right, on the inside, the bald elite was a hopeless romantic with a secret crush on Tifa. That was their contingency: Tifa. During every encounter Avalanche had with Rude, he fought yet refused to seriously harm her. He told Shinra of terrorists but never the specific identities.

In other words, they could count on Rude not to snitch on Shinra. 

Barret smirked. “Looks like Yuffie was right about you.”

“Hm?”

“Nothing. Ah, Cloud, look! Isn't that Tifa?”

Rude looked to the left. Game over. Barret ran over and kicked him in the nuts as hard as he could. Rude's soul left his body, his feet leaving the ground.

He hit the railing and limped halfway over. He was nearly unconscious and defeated. 

Key word: nearly. Barret held back in his crushing strike by just a smidgen on purpose. Not only because he didn't want to flatten his nuts but also for their little plan.

“Uh, what happened here?”

There she was. Tifa Lockhart, the big-titty goddess was here. Rude willed himself to look over at the woman, gave a wave, and then lost consciousness.

“Err…” Tifa glanced at Barret. “Didn't you beat him up? Why did he do that?”

“Don't worry about it,” Barret said. Even Cloud didn't understand what happened and just shrugged. “What about the plans?”

“Got 'em right here.” From behind, Tifa got out a parchment. “What about Scarlet? How'd you deal with her?”

How to explain this? That her lover boy destroyed her? That he gave her the same dicking? That maybe, just maybe, she wasn't special? Barret considered saying it just on the off-chance he could get a pity fuck.

But he decided not to. He owed Cloud for today. Seeing Scarlet like that was a dream come true.

“Less talking, more leaving,” Cloud said hurriedly. “See that? The yacht is at its next stop."

Just as Cloud pointed out, it was. Costa del Sol and its shores were in sight. Relief left the party. The mission was nearing its end.

"Alright, let's go down and get ready. Yuffie told us to get off on the first stop too." Barret was already going down the stairs. Cloud and Tifa hadn't. He could still hear whispers of their conversation.

Barret wished he hadn't.

“And Cloud?” Tifa said, getting his attention. “No matter what anyone says, you're a hero.”

"Thanks." Cloud sounded like he smiled. "I appreciate it."

It wasn't a comment on his abilities. The remark was based solely on the myth that heroes are hung. That was her logic. 

...

Probably.

‘Fucking hell.’

Barret pursed his lips and arrived at the lower levels. After a minute of waiting, the yacht docked and the platform to let people go on and off was set.

They tried not to look like they were in a hurry as they went through. Alas...

Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!

Easier said than done. Everyone at the line-up noticed Cloud and Tifa. A pretty boy with a massive cock. Huge tits and nice abs. Oh, and a big black dude with amazing muscles. All three were fascinating in their own way, but Tifa and Cloud were the stars. Barret was the third-wheel. The leftover.

The sheer amount of eyeing Cloud received was annoying. Barret would have been happy with even a quarter of the attention Cloud got.

Then again, he did owe him for humiliating Scarlet like that... 

“By the way…” Cloud stopped when their feet touched the sand. Behind them, the yacht was leaving and a group of waving, giggling gals were eyeing the blond SOLDIER like a piece of candy. They weren't yelling or screaming, just watching and giggling. Everything about Cloud from his lean back muscles to his butt were the peak of the female gaze.

Cloud turned, his member thwacking onto his thigh, earning squeals from the departing women. Some of them called over some more ladies too. Their attention was not what he sought though.

“Our clothes aren't here."

Tifa blinked. "Eh?"

Barret narrowed his eyes. "What?"

"They were on the other side," Cloud said. "This...must be another stop."

"Another stop?" Barret looked around, feet shifting in the sand. The others that walked out, unlike the trio, had carried their swimwear and bikinis with them. Putting them on and puzzled why Cloud, Barret, and Tifa weren't doing the same. “Wait…”

“Yeah, this definitely isn't the line-up we were at." Suddenly, Tifa felt self-conscious and put her arms across her breasts. "This is like...the other part of Costa del Sol."

Barret snapped back. The yacht was way too far at this point.

Oh shit. Oh shit! 

“Wait…so we're going to have to go back nude!?” Barret yelled. "The first stop...the first stop..."

The one who told them to get off on the first stop was...

“Yufffiiiieeee!”