Zophie's Choice update (Patreon)

Zophie gasped, dropping both hands between her legs to hide her disheveled crotch. “You… you can see me?”

“We drank from the Holy Grail,” Alex explained. “As power-ups go, it’s kinda, well, the Holy Grail.”

“Then… all this time…”

Alex stood up. His cock bulged against his pants. “We didn’t want to make things awkward for you.”

Scarlet stood as well. The crotch-band of her panties seemed particularly tight against her bulging mound. “But you kept looking at us. And not when you needed to be.”

“Very naughty for an angel.”

“And now, we can’t even watch TV without seeing your wet cunt.”

“So why don’t you just go upstairs to the bedroom? You know what happens in there.”

They were both so insistent, so beautiful, and the rush of being found out and accepted and propositioned was so thrilling—Zophie couldn’t think about it. She felt she had no choice but to not think about it.

She walked to the stairs, swaying her ass behind her. And, starting up them, she lifted the chainmail loincloth that protected the bare curves of her ass, arching her rounded cheeks out and shaking it for them as she climbed.

Then she sat on Alex and Scarlet’s bed, feeling an anxious anticipation. She still had trouble believing that they were really going to join her, but after her wanton display—her display of giving into them—something had to happen. She wasn’t sure what, but anything would be better than if she kept going as she was, unseen while tortured with the sight of everything she wanted.

She couldn’t remember her pussy ever having been so hot before. It’d gotten hotter and hotter the more she’d watched Alex and Scarlet, watched but been unable to touch. She wanted to touch now more than ever. She had to strain to keep from pleasuring herself while she waited. Certainly, the lovers knew what to do with her. They just had to do to Zophie what they did with each other…

Zophie undid her chestplate, worked it off her shoulders. Her breasts, so round and firm, flawless in their shape, thrust out. Now only her chainmail and leather top covered them. Without the armor in the way, her nipples could be seen through the material, rigid and tingling with desire.

She heard footsteps on the stairs. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps.

Suddenly, they were there in the doorway.

Zophie boldly returned their gaze, refusing to look away now that she knew they could see her. She pulled the collar of her top down her body, stretching and wiggling out of it until it was under her full chest, then she withdrew her arms from her sleeves. Her breasts were exposed now, nipples invitingly hard. Her knees were slightly parted, showing off her legs from her calves to her groin.

Zophie brought her hands to her breasts, circling her forefingers around either nipple while staring at Scarlet and Alex. She saw the straining hardness of Alex’s cock and heard Scarlet’s breath heaving. Her own cunt throbbed hotly while they came inside the room with her, both staring at her half-naked body with excitement.

Zophie still didn’t know what was going to happen. Her mind felt like it wasn’t capable of grasping anything, both slow and sluggish and racing around in circles. All she knew was that her cunt felt like it was about to explode.

Then Scarlet and Alex stopped, halfway inside the room. Zophie felt disappointed. She’d been hoping that they would continue to take the initiative—simply do to her while she was still somewhat the passive participant she’d been before. Now she realized they didn’t just want her body, they wanted her willingness. Her soul.

Quivering, and not entirely out of her fear, she held out her hands to them. Her moist lips smiled with eagerness. They came to her slowly, taking her hands, and she pulled them in to sit on either side of her. Then Zophie could only sit there, shaking gently, looking down at her heaving breasts, then at her two prospective lovers. They still only watched what she was doing—paying her back for all the time she’d spent being a voyeur—but their hard breathing told her they wouldn’t be satisfied with that any more than Zophie had been.

Zophie wrapped her left hand around Alex’s wrist and her right hand around Scarlet’s. She pulled their fingers to her breasts, insisting on them feeling how the smooth, creamy flesh actually felt to the touch. Their digits automatically curled, crushing into her pert breasts, making her nipples feel even hotter in the cage of their hands.

She covered the backs of her hands with her palms and pressed them inward, making them really grope her, roll their palms against her nipples as their fingers clawed into her. The sensation was overwhelming. She took her hands away, unable to keep urging them on, making her feel so much, but they kept caressing her on their own.

Leaning back, Zophie groaned with pleasure. She shoved her naked breasts out into their eager hands and shut her eyes. She let the feeling of the touching block out the sight of it.

Scarlet and Alex pulled at her nipples, squeezed her breasts. Zophie mewled softly, her ass squirming on the bed. She couldn’t push her tits out any further, though she would if she could. Then the feeling of warmth, of their fingers rubbing heat into her breasts, was replaced with something more intense.

Her eyes popped open to see Scarlet’s lips around her right nipple. She looked to Alex in time to see him lowering his mouth onto her supple breast, dragging his tongue over her nipple. The hot exhale of his breath turned Zophie on even more. And while she was distracted by him, Scarlet sucked on her engorged nipple, softly moaning to feel it stiffen in her mouth.

“Ohhhh!” Zophie sighed. “Oh shit!”

She dug her fingers into their hair, dragged them closer to her breasts, thrilled with the moist heat of their tongues and lips. Her nipples protruded out as if seeking the sweet, hungry way that Scarlet and Alex were suckling them. Sprawled on her back, Zophie moved her hands down to wrap her arms around the two bodies sandwiching hers. There was no need to pull them in any tighter, she simply held them close to her succulent breasts while moaning with soft desire. Her hands ran through Scarlet’s long red hair, petted Alex’s muscular back.

“Oh, that’s so good!” she whimpered, her voice thick. “It feels so good, so amazingly good! Better than I could’ve ever dreamed!”

Their bodies quaked, the vibrations seeming to seep into Zophie’s flesh, making her shake even harder with her own excitement. Her ass was writhing on the bed, her cunt pulsing with waves of heat. She wanted to touch them both, to feel them, to have them inside her where she was so empty. But she waited, letting the anticipation build before she would let them have her.

Pleasure burst inside her sex and she gurgled softly with the feeling of it. Alex’s sucking lips, Scarlet’s swirling tongue, they stoked and fueled the fire down in her pussy. And then, that mounting sensation stopped.

No one was sucking on her breasts anymore.

Zophie opened her eyes to see Alex smiling at her and Scarlet undressing as quickly as her skimpy yet complicated costume would let her.

“What are you doing?” Zophie asked in a whisper.

Scarlet laughed. “Continuing what you started.”

“Giving you what you wanted,” Alex agreed in the same tone.

“I don’t… didn’t… I’m not…” Zophie stopped, seeing Scarlet’s panties slip out from under her fishnet stockings.

Scarlet undid the buckles on the straps that made up most of her clothing and they flashed off of her, falling away to leave her in nothing but the fishnets that covered her legs and chest. Scarlet still wore her little red riding hood and she drew it teasingly about her naked body, hiding from Zophie’s gaze but making the shape of her succulent naked body obvious through the tightly pressed cape.

Alex was just as eager, but it was far less of a production for him to unzip his pants, then shove them down his legs until they were off his feet. Zophie stared down at his prick. It was already so hard—she yearned to take it in her hand, feel its potent hardness, bring it to where one good thrust from him would have it inside her. Yet she lay there, her breasts displayed, her thighs open, waiting, trying her best to drive them to fuck her with her fervent wishes and the alluring nature of her dishabille.

As she looked hungrily at Alex’s cock, his hanging balls, the boy came up onto his knees, his erection jutting out with obvious pride. Scarlet was now ripping a hole in the crotch of her stockings, making a path to her wet cunt without any hesitation.

Zophie saw Scarlet’s shapely breasts, her pale pink nipples like another brushstroke of crimson to go with her red hair and red costume. The angel licked her lips. Her hands were in fists. Her eyes swayed from Alex’s cock to Scarlet’s bare skin.

Scarlet roved to beside Zophie on the bed, pressed up against the headboard. She spread her legs and lifted her hips. “Let’s do it while she knows that we like being watched,” the redhead hissed. “Eat my pussy!”

Zophie wasn’t sure she’d heard right. Here she was, her tits out, her thighs spread, but Scarlet wanted Alex’s tongue in her pussy more than anything else. “That’s horseshit!”

Scarlet looked at her. “Are you allowed to say that?”

Zophie sat up, her legs crossed now. “It’s horseshit,” she persisted.

Alex sounded dubious: “Then you mean you don’t want to see…”

“I didn’t say that,” Zophie said, her voice low and husky. She could hardly believe her own boldness. “I only mean that now that I know you’re performing for me, there’s no reason to torment me by putting off the good stuff. Stop this foreplay and get onto the real thing. We’re all far too horny to wait.”

“All of us?” Alex asked, looking from Scarlet to Zophie. His cock throbbed, the knob hugely swollen, precum dripping from the end.

“I want to see you fuck as much as you want to,” Zophie heard herself say. Her eyes flashed with pleasure already. “You’ve been through too much to keep playing around like kids. If you’re going to do anything, it should be… what you want… what you want the most.”

Scarlet looked at her lover—Alex looked at her. He moved between her thighs, his cock seeming to pulse harder than ever as it jerked up and down with his movement.

Zophie sat there, her legs still crossed as if trying to protect herself from the blazing sexuality on display. She rolled her hands over her breasts, eyes narrowing with pleasure as she watched Alex’s cock enter Scarlet’s little red-haired cunt. She’d told them to fuck; it amazed her that she had said it even more than that they were doing it.

Zophie’s hands roamed down her body. They pulled at the decadent wetness of her sex, spreading her beautifully pink lips to expose every inch of her succulence to open air. Her tiny clitoris poked up deliciously. The bald angel gave a hiss of delight to be seen, and it got even louder when she saw Alex’s cock slip between Scarlet’s own lovely labia.

“Oooooh!” Scarlet gasped as Alex’s erection stretched her pussy into his sheath. “It’s good! Very good!”

“More!” Zophie cried, transfixed with erotic enjoyment herself. “Give that little cunt more of your cock, Alex!”

Alex grunted in excitement. Scarlet moaned and lifted her sex up to his cock. Alex’s back muscles heaved, his ass clenching as he pressed into her. Zophie sucked in an excited breath. She saw Alex entering Scarlet’s tight cunt even further, pink pussylips wrapping around his manhood, taking all of it even as Scarlet groaned with the pain of being consumed so fully by her impalement.

It had been exciting before to see Alex and Scarlet fuck, but never this exciting. Alex was on his knees between Scarlet’s open thighs and she was raising her sex to his cock. It was just as Zophie had dreamed of doing with Alex, so many times. She did what she would’ve liked him to have done, squeezing one of her own breasts and bringing her other hand down between her crossed legs. Both Alex and Scarlet watched as she did it, their eyes glassy with the pleasure they were already experiencing. Yet they still looked at her.

Zophie tore off her costume in her rush to be even more fully seen by them. She didn’t care. She yanked the ripped shreds from her body and leaned back, finally naked, drawing her knees up and opening them to reveal her bald cunt. She listened to the moist suckle of Scarlet’s pussy around Alex’s pistoning manhood. She couldn’t look away from how it delved in and then withdrew. She rubbed at her own swollen slit as she watched, as they watched her. Everything seemed to be happening as if it were another of her bouts of voyeuristic excess, only now she was a part of it—somehow watching it happen to herself as well.

Zophie rubbed her wetly steaming pussy and urged her two charges to give her more to see. “Fuck her, fuck her!” she hissed from deep in her throat. “Fuck that cunt, Alex! Scarlet, take that prick! Ohh, it looks so good, so fucking good! It’s beautiful, seeing that hard member go into that sweet little pussy! Mmmmm!”

Scarlet banged her red-haired pussy from the tip of Alex’s throbbing erection to the base, cooing in rapture, and Zophie could not shut off the flow of her filthy thoughts.

“Yesss, fuck her brains out, Alex! Scarlet, suck his cock with your pussy! He’s got so much cum to give you in those big balls—get that cum, get it! Oh God, fuck each other! That’s it… fuck until you’re coming all over each other!”

Sophie plunged two fingers into her own sex, stroking herself quickly as she stared at them, her eyes riveted to how Alex’s cock was buried in Scarlet’s stuffed womanhood. Zophie was so close to them that her knees brushed against Scarlet’s hip and side.

“Hhhn! Faster, Alex! Fuck her cunt even harder! You know she loves a big dick like yours fucking her little pussy! I can tell she does! Nnn, Scarlet, shake that hot ass… pump it, ride his prick with your wet cunt! Fuck it, fuck it, you’re dirty, so dirty!”

Scarlet was rutting hard into her lover, gasping with quivering delight. Alex grunted as he fucked into her hole. Both stared at Zophie, tantalized by how she masturbated herself so vigorously, so openly turned on by the sight of them fucking. They were set on fire by what they saw and their bodies rocked against each other ferociously.

Zophie’s eyes grew wide, watching Scarlet taking Alex’s big cock even more furiously, so much of it, so fast, something even she would’ve balked at, but Scarlet seemed to love every girthy inch she got in her clasping sex.

Her own pussy was already roiling with a powerful climax; Zophie whimpered and keened with the ecstasy coming off of Alex and Scarlet. She could feel that they were about to come—the same pleasure was washing over her. Scarlet sounded like she was climaxing already. Alex gritted his teeth, trying to withstand the intensity as his balls drew up tight to his shaft.

“Ohh, my Alex!” Scarlet wailed, thrusting her cunt up to his driving prick as if desperate to give its tightness to him. “You’ll make me do it! Ooohh! You’ll make me come!”

“I have to… hafta do it before I come too… hhnh! Almost there!” Alex shouted.

Even knowing it was coming, Zophie still wasn’t prepared for how much she felt a part of it when it happened.