Making Babies (Prequel Pt. 2)(RWBY) (Patreon)

Poll Winner

Themes: Voyeurism, Fucked Silly, Breeding

Summary: Another Prequel of Making Babies. Willow Schnee stumbles upon something truly scandalous when she ends up peeping in on the well-hung Jaune Arc as he fucks her eldest daughter, Winter, into a pleasure coma. He's already ruined Weiss for all other men and passed her off to his wife, Pyrrha. But... surely he's not such an insatiable beast that he'll go three for three with an old drunk like her... right? 

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“D-Don’t… don’t think you’ve w-won, or a-anything. I can… still keep g-going…”

A deep chuckle answers Winter Schnee’s words, as Jaune Arc smiles down at her.

“I’m sure you can, Winter. Don’t give up now! Let’s have some more fun together!”

With his massive cock buried inside of her, rampaging through her insides at breakneck speeds, it’s obvious from the wide-eyed, flustered look on Winter’s face that this isn’t what she was expecting to hear. From the other side of the bed, Pyrrha just giggles.

“Jaune, don’t you think you’re taking it a little too easy on Ms. Schnee? After all, Winter has lasted far longer than her younger sister… I think she deserves your respect, in this case.”

Pyrrha Nikos grins, even as she guides the aforementioned Weiss Schnee ever-deeper into her cunt. Sprawled out face down on the bed, with her limbs all splayed out on either side of her, is a very naked, very sweaty, very creampied Weiss. The younger white-haired woman is currently only half-conscious, her tongue working practically on autopilot to pleasure Pyrrha’s sex, while her pussy disgorges more and more of Jaune’s cum.

Winter sputters at the insinuation Pyrrha is making, this idea that Jaune isn’t already fucking her with all his strength. She’s about to respond to the red head when she looks up and sees Jaune actually looks contemplative.

“Hm… are you sure, Pyrrha? I wouldn’t want to break her or anything…”

“W-What?! Don’t be ridiculous! You’re not going to scare me with such tripe-!”

“I’m sure, Jaune. Give it to her.”

“Y-You both-!”

“Well, alright.”

Before Winter can react, her body is suddenly folded up on itself, her ankles and legs pressed back by Jaune’s broad chest and shoulders as he plants his hands on either side of her head and begins to REALLY fuck her. The ability to speak rapidly leaves the Atlesian Specialist, who is instead reduced to yelps, squeaks, and groans, as well as truly wanton moans as her pussy gushes and she comes to climax after climax while being truly plowed senseless right there on the bed.

All of this, from Winter being mating pressed hard and fast to Weiss eating out Pyrrha a few feet away, is witnessed by one wide-eyed Willow Schnee as she peaks through the door into the bedroom. The Schnee Matriarch has one hand down the front of her pants and is currently fingering herself to the sight before her. She knows it’s wrong, to be masturbating to her own daughters being treated like fuck dolls by their guests… but she can’t help herself.

Perhaps if there was even a bit of reluctance in Winter’s voice, Willow might have tried to intervene, but the truth is, she can HEAR the wanton need in her daughter’s tone, regardless of the things she’s saying. Her words are the lie… but her lower lips tell the truth, as the slicken and slip upon Jaune Arc’s well-hung cock.

Willow didn’t know the newly wed couple all that well. She was tangentially aware that they’d been Weiss’ classmates at Beacon Academy, and she’d been tangentially aware that Weiss and Winter had invited them to stay at Schnee Manor.

… Willow Schnee had been ‘tangentially’ aware of most things that happened around her for quite some time now. Despite being the actual hereditary Schnee in the equation, her husband and her father had worked together to effectively push her out of the company and leave her powerless and completely without control.

In response, Willow wasn’t proud of it… but she’d turned to the bottle and become something of a drunkard. There was rarely a time these days where she didn’t have a glass of wine in hand, and with servants always around to get her more, she didn’t have to go without if she didn’t want to. She’d been trying to be better though, of late. She didn’t have a wine glass in her hands right now, after all.

Yes, she’d been trying to do better, because everything had changed recently. Willow still wasn’t sure how they’d pulled it off, because they hadn’t bothered to read her in on the plan or their goals for the future, but Winter and Weiss had teamed up and done what she never could. They’d stuck it to their father, her husband, and pushed him out of both the family and the company. All Willow had had to do was sign the divorce papers, and Jacques Schnee was no longer Jacques Schnee. Penniless and destitute, the man had been tossed out on his ass.

Immediately after that, Weiss and Winter had invited Jaune and Pyrrha to come stay at the mansion. It was around that time that Willow had also tried to cut back on the wine, attempting to pull herself out of the haze she’d been under for most of Winter and all of Weiss’ lives. She owed them that much at least, or so she figured.

Old habits were hard to break though. But… she wasn’t drunk right now. No, Willow Schnee was stone-cold sober… and yet, still peeping in on her two daughters being railed and used by Jaune and Pyrrha, seemingly of their own free will. There’s not an ounce of reluctance in either Weiss or Winter’s frames. Not that Weiss has any sort of anything in her body right now. She’s been fucked entirely insensate, her limbs barely even twitching as they splay out on either side of her. Only her tongue is active at the moment, lavishing worship and praise upon Pyrrha’s quim.

Winter, meanwhile, has completely lost the plot with Jaune’s speed up. Eyes rolled back in her head, mouth forming a small o, the Atlesian Specialist has never looked more feminine… or more pleasured out of her damned mind.

With a loud grunt, Jaune abruptly cums inside of Winter right there on the spot. He creampies her just as he did Weiss, and Winter’s squealing, orgasmic response causes Willow to gasp. The Schnee MILF quickly covers her mouth with her free hand to contain the noises threatening to come out of her mouth, even as her fingers pick up the pace inside of her, until she’s tipping over the edge as well.

Shuddering in an embarrassing manner, Willow Schnee climaxes from the sight of her two daughters being treated like… like utter slatterns by their guests. It’s an incredibly debauched sight to be sure… but also incredibly arousing too. Willow simply can’t explain it.

Pulling out of Winter, Jaune lets the eldest Schnee Daughter’s body unfold from its pretzelfied position, standing up from the bed and stretching. He gives Willow quite the show, from his glistening pectorals to his massive cock, still hard and still ready for more even now. Unfortunately, Winter and Weiss don’t look like they can handle anymore. Ah, but Pyrrha could.

Willow’s breath hitches in anticipation of getting to watch the newlyweds go at it next. Surely, that’s why Pyrrha has been having Weiss eat her out. To prepare for Jaune’s massive cock. Surely-

“Are you going to join us, Mrs. Schnee? Or continue watching?”

Jaune’s voice cuts through Willow’s thoughts like a knife, making the Schnee Matriarch go still as he looks right at her through the crack in the door. Despite her best efforts, she’s been caught. Or maybe… they always knew she was there.

Feeling more like a disobedient child caught with her hand in the cookie jar, rather than the Matriarch of the Schnee Family in her own home, Willow slowly pushes the door open, blushing profusely as both Jaune and Pyrrha smile at her wolfishly. The only saving grace is that neither Weiss nor Winter are in any position to notice her presence at the moment. Weiss is busy eating out Pyrrha, and Winter has entered a pleasure coma.

Walking up to her, Jaune raises an eyebrow as he gives her a grin and a nod. Slowly, without him needing to say another thing, Willow descends down to her knees before his cock, staring at it directly with no small amount of awe and adoration. This right here, this messy phallus, was the member that just fucked her daughters silly, and creampied them both.

Never in a million years had she imagined Jaune Arc to be such an insatiable beast that he’d go three for three with an old drunk like her… and yet, here they were.

When Jaune’s hand comes down atop her head, Willow jolts. He grabs her by her hair bun and guides her forward gently but firmly. And so, the Schnee MILF opens her mouth wide, and takes his cock past her lips. Sucking it comes naturally to her, even though it’s been years since she broke her dry spell. She wasn’t the kind of woman who would cheat on her husband… but she also hadn’t shared a bed with Jacques since shortly after Whitley was born.

Back when their youngest had been conceived, had been one of the last times Willow could say things had been ‘good’ between them. Except, in hindsight, she realizes Jacques had only been pretending because he wanted a male heir off of her and hadn’t gotten one yet.

In comparison to her ex-husband, Jaune Arc is much larger… and much nicer. She can see it in his eyes, even as he gently presses on the back of her head until she’s stretching her jaw wider than ever before and taking his cock further down the back of her throat than Jacques ever could have reached.

“Gluuuuuuuughk!”

At the same time, her tongue swishes back and forth, swirling too and fro. She swallows all of the combination of fluids from Jaune and her daughter’s coupling, slurping them off of his cock. Maybe she’ll just be his fluffer… and if that is to be her fate, that’s alright too. She’s fine with just this much. She’s fine with being able to be close to her daughters in this small way.

When Jaune finally pulls back, Willow assumes its over… until he tightens his grip on her hair bun and begins walking her over to the bed. Gasping, Willow crawls along with him, until she’s pulled up onto the bed on her hands and knees, right alongside her fucked silly eldest daughter. As Winter’s eyes roll around in her head and her hands wander all across her naked, sweat-covered body, Willow blushes, averting her gaze from her daughter’s embarrassing state.

Though, she can’t help peeking even now, even as Jaune’s hands make quick work of her clothing, pulling it off of her piece by piece and garment by garment. Until she’s stripped down to practically nothing but her socks and her garter belt, her tits hanging freely and her glistening, sopping wet slit on full display before him as she kneels there on the bed, waiting.

Jaune kneels behind her, and grabs her by her hips, the tip of his prodigious cock coming to rest against her slit. As he does so, Willow finds herself making eye contact with Pyrrha, who just gives her a lazy grin, the red head’s green eyes flashing.

“Weiss and Winter have told us about your… problem with drink, Mrs. Schnee. I suppose now is as good a time to inform you as any that we’ll have every source of wine on the grounds removed by the end of the week.”

Willow’s eyes widen at that, but before she can respond, Jaune thrusts into her from behind, making her choke on her words and cum on the spot. To be fair, she’d been MORE than primed by this point in time, having masturbated herself silly while watching him fuck her two daughters like a pair of whores rather than high-class women.

As his massive cock spears into her, the Schnee MILF shudders and quakes in pleasure, moaning out wantonly rather than responding to Pyrrha’s words. With a snicker, the red head continues on, unperturbed.

“I wouldn’t fret though. Jaune will be sure to give you something to take your mind off of it. We’ll be here for the next two weeks, to make sure everything really… sticks.”

Willow flushes, gasping and moaning, her mind all a-tizzy from the feeling of Jaune’s massive shaft barreling down her vaginal canal again and again and again. Unbidden, her eyes flicker to her two daughters… specifically, her two daughters’ overflowing pussies. Her already red face gets even redder as she thinks she comprehends exactly what Pyrrha is saying.

While birth control exists, and Willow doesn’t know for sure that her daughters aren’t on it… she knows one thing for sure. She’s most definitely not on birth control, and despite her age, she’s still more than fertile at this point in time. Jaune Arc could very well breed her silly right here and now. He could knock her up, and she’d be giving birth to a fourth child. Would the Schnee genes breed true a fourth time, or would she be raising a blond baby boy or girl in nine months’ time?

Either way, she finds she doesn’t really care. Pushing her hips back into Jaune’s thrusting cock, the Schnee Matriarch moans wantonly, arching her back and quivering under his powerful thrusts. He fucks her like he was made for it, he fucks her like she’s nothing more than a toy. He really is going three for three with all the Schnee women.

Eyes rolling back in her skull, Willow Schnee’s world goes white, as Jaune cums inside of her. She cries out, as he fills her with his seed. It’s like a never-ending torrent of cum, plastering her womb and then stuffing it to the brim, until she’s absolutely overflowing, just like Winter and Weiss.

Speaking of Winter… as Jaune begins to pull out of her, and Willow starts to slump forward face down into the bed, someone catches her. Eyes fluttering open, vision clearing, Willow blushes as she finds herself looking right into her eldest daughter’s eyes. Winter was old enough to remember a time when her mother was still mostly present, before she’d crawled into a bottle more and more.

Watching Willow fall had hardened her daughter more than her other two children, had left Winter sure of one thing… she would never become her mother. That was one of the last things Winter had said to Willow, before she’d joined the military in fact.

Now though, Willow sees a softness and care in her daughter’s eyes, rather than the judgment she’s expecting.

“We’ll take it one day at a time, mother. Together.”

Willow can only let out a shuddering breath at that, before nodding jerkily as hot tears prick her eyes. A moment later, and Winter is guiding her off the bed, and down to her knees. Together, the two of them kneel there, and find themselves once more face to face with Jaune’s massive, meaty member. Without missing a beat, mother and daughter lean in and tackle one side of his cock apiece.

Sucking and slurping away at Jaune Arc’s member alongside her eldest child, Willow Schnee can’t help but feel a strange sort of hope for the future. A hope that maybe everything really will be alright.