Escalation 020 (Patreon)

“Strip,” Weiss commanded haughtily – and Jaune stared at her in shock.

“What?”

Pyrrha grinned at him but it wasn’t her usual smile. He felt a tingle race up his spine, her emerald eyes dark as they raked up and down his body. Her hunger was clear, as were her carnal intentions.

“You heard her,” his partner said, voice low and husky. “Strip.”

His eyes moved from Pyrrha to Weiss, and back again. A thrill of excitement rushed through him, unable to believe what he was hearing. His beautiful girlfriends devoured him with their eyes, their faces expectant.

“We are going to settle things,” Weiss explained when he didn’t move.

“It’s time we established the hierarchy in this relationship,” Pyrrha said.

“And you are going to choose,” Weiss finished, pinning him with scorching eyes. “That needlessly impressive cock of yours is going to tell us who it likes more. So take it out for us.”

They were being completely serious. They really wanted to do this.

Weiss and Pyrrha, together. Jaune felt his cock twitch at the thought, his heart beginning to race. Arousal bloomed, his blood heating up as he took in their magnificent bodies. He had struggled to keep his eyes off Weiss’ legs all day, overcome with how her tights clung to her like a second skin. In particular, her ridiculous thigh gap and the inner curve of her ass cheeks. It taunted him whenever she walked, enticing his gaze. Pyrrha was the same, her jeans molding her already perfect ass, lifting it so that was all he wanted to see. Without her shawl, her tight top cupped her breasts, leaving very little to the imagination.

Soon he wouldn’t have to imagine it at all.

“Hm – actually,” Pyrrha mused, giving Weiss a coy glance. “Maybe we should help him. It is only right that as his girlfriends that we help him undress after such a long, tiring day. What do you think?”

Weiss nodded. “Good idea, Pyrrha. Let us get our man out of those clothes, shall we?”

They approached him with sly smiles, reaching for him with greedy fingers. Jaune inhaled their scents as they began with his belt, working together to divest him of his clothing. Pyrrha pulled the belt free with an aggressive tug and tossed it away carelessly, and Jaune swelled further. Their perfume mixed together, a heady mixture that fogged his mind. Along with the wine, he struggled to think much at all.

Weiss unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it open, revealing the white singlet he wore underneath. Her soft, smooth palms ran over his shoulders and down his arms, and his skin erupted in goosebumps. Pyrrha worked on his jeans, unbuttoning them and sliding the zipper down.

“Mm,” Weiss hummed as she groped and caressed his biceps, his forearms, playing with his hands. “I can’t wait until you put these hands to good use.”

Jaune shivered as her nails raked his belly, reaching under the hem of his singlet.

“Arms up,” she commanded and he obeyed, lifting them as she pulled it up over his head. At the same time, Pyrrha tugged his jeans down until they pooled around his ankles.

“Lookie here,” Pyrrha giggled and nuzzled his tented crotch. His cock throbbed eagerly, stretching the material of his boxer-briefs, threatening to tear out through the front. “Someone is excited.”

“Of course he is,” Weiss rubbed his chest, fingers tracing the seam of his pectorals and then down over his obliques, and then his abs. His stomach twitched and flexed, making his slim physique ripple. “Oh, Pyrrha – have I ever thanked you for this?”

She leaned in and kissed his chest, her tongue swiping out to taste him.

“Thanked me?”

“For building such a delicious body for us to enjoy,” Weiss toyed with one of his nipples and he groaned low in his throat as it crinkled. “Isn’t he just the sexiest?”

Pyrrha nodded against his thigh, her hot breath gusting through the material of his underwear.

“I didn’t have to do much,” Pyrrha confessed. “He was already halfway there – all he needed was a tiny nudge in the right direction.”

“Oh?”

“Mhm – he took good care of himself even before Beacon, didn’t you?”

She didn’t wait for an answer, hooking her thumbs over the waistband and tugging his boxers down in one swift movement. His cock sprung free, bouncing – and both girls made sounds of excitement.

“Is that for us?” Weiss leaned against him heavily, one hand trailing down his back to squeeze his ass. His thighs and butt tensed as her nails dug in aggressively. “It’s so big. I think we need to teach it a lesson.”

Pyrrha nudged him back and he stepped out of his pants, left only in his socks. Running her face up against his leg, she kissed a scorching trail up his thigh and then over to the base of his dick. His balls tightened and relaxed as she pressed her nose into them, nuzzling – and then she was pushing his cock around with her face, inhaling deeply.

“Look at her,” Weiss said, glancing down at his partner. “She is sniffing you like a dog in heat. Pyrrha Nikos – on her hands and knees, panting for your dick.”

Weiss was really beginning to develop a dirty mouth, wasn’t she?

Pyrrha continued to nudge his dick around with her face, content with having his length leave its scent on her skin. Weiss kissed the nipple she teased earlier, flicking it with her tongue and then pulled away, releasing his ass.

“I think it’s time we undressed, don’t you?”

It took Pyrrha a few seconds to register Weiss’ words. Slowly getting to her feet, she stepped back and then suddenly Weiss’ hands were on her, removing Pyrrha’s belt and slipping it out of the hoops. Jaune felt his mouth go dry as they pawed at each other, these two gorgeous women, giggling playfully as they helped each other undress. If possible his cock tensed even further, pure steel between his legs.

Pyrrha had been taken aback by Weiss’ boldness at first but she quickly adapted, tugging her turtle neck up over the heiresses head. A lacy black bra cupped her small breasts, enhancing their perky nature. Seeing the clasp in the front, Pyrrha went for the kill, unhooking it and freeing Weiss’ chest. Her insides coiled as she saw her friends' small breasts bared, her upturned nipples small and cute.

Weiss smirked as she caught her looking. “Mm, looks like Jaune isn’t the only one that likes these.”

Before she could retort, Weiss pulled her jeans down over her hips, revealing Pyrrha’s panties. They were much different than what she usually wore, a very daring red g-string that hid her pussy and not much else. Weiss made a sound of surprise and then with a devilish grin, slapped her on the rump. Pyrrha jumped, startled – a shocked laugh passing her lips.

The wine had done a good job of loosening their inhibitions.

“Fuck,” Jaune groaned aloud.

“Doesn’t she look good enough to eat?” Weiss asked, tugging the jeans further down Pyrrha’s long legs. Sneaky hands groped at her muscular thighs, tickling her inseam with wiggling fingers. “This is the body of a champion.”

Unwilling to remain on the back foot, she grabbed Weiss by the hips and slipped her fingers beneath her tights. The smaller girl shivered and looked up at her with those expressive ice blue eyes of hers, biting her lip cutely. Tightening her hold on her, Pyrrha peeled the tight material over her hips and ass, and then down her slender thighs.

Pyrrha knew that she had an amazing body but she couldn’t help but feel a flare of envy at how tight and svelte the white haired girl was, everything perfectly proportioned. From her perky tits to her trim, flat stomach and small, womanly hips and slender thighs that created such an alluring gap, she was the picture of beauty. Much like Weiss had taken her own liberties, she grasped at Weiss’ plump bubble butt and squeezed, drawing a moan from her lips.

Having another person touch her like this in front of the man she loved had Weiss’ heart racing impossibly fast, her breath coming in short pants. Pyrrha’s emerald eyes were almost entirely black as her pupils were blown wide with desire, raking her body with a ravenous gaze.

Jaune grasped his cock and stroked it slowly as they undressed each other until Pyrrha was left only in her bra and panties, and Weiss in just her panties that her ass threatened to devour. They caressed each others skin lovingly and his shaft pulsed with a great need to bury itself inside them.

He had never seen a more sexy sight in all of his life.

“Mm, look at that – he is touching himself,” Weiss diverted Pyrrha’s attention with light fingers on her chin, pointing her gaze at Jaune. “He’s having fun without us.”

“We better change that,” Pyrrha said, and Jaune felt a welling of anticipation as they both approached him. The redhead reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, and her impressive, shapely breasts bounced free, jiggling as their weight pulled them down slightly. Their youthful sag only made his balls throb eagerly. “What should we do to him?”

Weiss smirked.

“I find that I’m still hungry,” Weiss licked her lips. “Whoever gets to the gooey center first wins this round, what do you think?”

Pyrrha stared at his turgid erection. “You won’t win.”

“Thirty seconds,” Weiss reached out and tickled the underside of his cock, causing it to flex and bounce. “We get thirty seconds each and then we swap.”

They were both going to suck his cock. They were going to take turns sucking his cock. Just the thought of it made him feel dizzy, drunk with desire and when Pyrrha knelt in front of him, Weiss was soon to follow. Their hands grabbed at his thighs, rubbing up and down, their nails teasing his skin. Their hot breath gusted over his member, scorching – and then they glared at each other across his cock.

“Who goes first?” Pyrrha asked.

“Jaune should decide,” Weiss glanced up at him. “So? Whose mouth do you want first?”

Were they seriously going to make him pick? Of course they were – this was just an extension of their competition, their overwhelming need to best the other. By picking one of them, it would place her above the other. But this was an impossible choice. How could he ever pick just one of them?

Weiss clucked her tongue. “Hmm? So indecisive. Fine. I’ll go first.”

“Wait,” Pyrrha said but it was too late.

Weiss leaned in and pecked his cock on the very tip, her soft, warm lips plush against his glans. Giving him a naughty grin, she started kissing up and down his shaft, nuzzling him firmly, her tongue darting out to lathe his shaft in her saliva. As she did this, she side-eyed Pyrrha and said, “You better start counting or I’ll keep going.”

Scowling, Pyrrha awaited her turn, eyes burning hotly as Weiss worshiped his cock with soft, chaste kisses. She moved from the tip down to the base, placing two pecks on each of his heavy balls before moving up the underside, lightly suckling on the thick root that ran from base to tip. Flicking at his frenulum, Jaune sighed in bliss – only for Pyrrha to pull Weiss away.

“Thirty seconds is up,” Pyrrha then took her place. “It’s my turn.”

“Fine,” Weiss said with a little spite. “Let’s see what you can do.”

Like Weiss, she started slowly, working along his shaft with soft lips and a hint of teeth, a tickling sensation worming deep inside. One of her hands grasped his balls and rolled them, squeezing gently as she made-out with his cock. She moved up and focused on the ridge of his crown, tracing it with her tongue, flicking it and then applying soft sucks, chasing his dick as it swayed and flexed from the pleasure.

Settling her lips at the tip, she took him into her mouth for but an instant before Weiss was shoving her aside.

“My turn,” Weiss said primly as Pyrrha pinned her with peeved eyes as a thick drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip. “It looks like you’ve got him warmed up enough. Time for my treat~!”

She didn’t waste any time, slender fingers curling around the base to hold him steady as she licked the tip with a long swipe, his musk invading her mouth. Jaune’s toes curled as she repeated this twice, three times – and then with upturned eyes full of mad lust, she took him into her hot mouth. She moaned as his taste invaded her completely, his cock throbbing and expelling another thick drop of pre-ejaculate across her tongue. Sealing her lips tightly around his shaft, she began bobbing her head gently, swirling her tongue around the head.

Pyrrha felt her core throb and clench at the sight of prim, proper Weiss Schnee with a mouthful of cock. It looked almost too big for her small mouth, and yet it dug deeper and deeper as she pressed down, swallowing over half of his shaft with ease. Those icy eyes were locked on Jaune’s face, staring up through her lashes, and as she began to speed up, obscene slurps and sucks filled the room.

Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty, she thought, reaching out to pinch one of Weiss’ cute tits none too gently. The heiress jerked back in alarm, her mouth freeing his cock with a splutter and Pyrrha smirked.

“Times up.”

Weiss glared. “You bitch.”

His cock was shiny with her spit and Pyrrha quickly swallowed it, taking it deep. Jaune groaned above her as she took him almost into her throat before retreating, sucking harshly at the tip.

“Fuck,” Jaune hissed, his voice rough and deep. Just the sound of his voice filled with pleasure made something hot and thick trickle down inside her belly, leaking out of her core and pooling messily inside her panties. “You two are going to drive me insane.”

Weiss snickered. “That’s the plan.”

She had already watched Pyrrha eat Jaune’s cock once before but now she was even closer, a front row seat. The champion took him deep with every pass, her cheeks caving in as she sucked powerfully. Shivering, Weiss reached down and rubbed her tender pussy through her panties, mewling.

When her time was up, Weiss took her place, and then Pyrrha, and then Weiss, and then Pyrrha again. Jaune couldn’t get enough of it and how different each girl felt. Weiss had a smaller, tighter mouth and a more pointed tongue. When she flicked the crown with the tip, the pleasure was sharper, more concentrated. Her tongue was also longer and it could snake down his shaft as she throated him, tickling the underside of his balls. Her throat would bulge obscenely, her ice blue eyes eternally locked on his own as she devoured him with abandon. Pyrrha’s mouth was wider but hotter, her saliva boiling. She liked to use her teeth occasionally, the contrast in sensations tightening his balls pleasantly. Her tongue wasn’t as slender or long but it had a slightly rougher texture and when she licked at his glans, opened mouthed like a lollipop, fire raced up his spine.

He could feel his orgasm building steadily, his abs tensing as they both sucked and licked and deep throated his cock with everything they had. When Weiss began moaning with his dick lodged firmly in her throat, he tensed. When Pyrrha palmed his balls and squeezed viciously, his groans came out deep. Over and over, they swapped between them. Weiss attacked his glans viciously, lips sealed tight under the ridge. She would pull off him with sharp pops, the loss of vacuum causing his length to tremble.

“I think he’s close,” Weiss said breathlessly as Pyrrha took her place. “So, who do you like more? You’ll cum for me, right? You want to cum in my mouth more?”

Pyrrha took him to the base, her lips pressing against his pelvis. Then she swallowed rapidly, milking his length with her throat.

Cum churned in his balls, preparing itself for release. Pyrrha added a hand, stroking his cock as she gave the tip a sturdy suck but then Weiss was on the end of his dick, lashing the tip with her skillful tongue.

“You like my mouth better, don’t you Jaune?” Pyrrha asked, one of her hands snaked between her thighs. She was touching herself through her panties, smearing her juices across her labia and clit. “You’ll cum for me, right?”

Weiss pumped his shaft furiously, slurping wetly at his crown but then her time was up. Pyrrha nudged her aside and licked the tip, focusing all of her attention on his glans. He swelled further, perking up and she grinded the tip against the roof of her mouth, tongue pressing up underneath to create the most pressure.

His cock was a wet, sloppy mess of spit and pre-cum. Pyrrha and Weiss relished the way it jerked and throbbed between their lips, strong and powerful, sturdy like a man should be. They were both vigorously masturbating now, their fingers buried beneath their underwear and touching their messy pussies directly. Weiss dipped her fingers inside and whimpered, her tender flesh gripping her digits desperately. Pyrrha teased her clit until it was pointed and aching, pebbled between her spread fingers.

Weiss felt the telltale signs of his impending release, bobbing her head faster and faster, tightening her lips even further. They bulged around the ridge of his cock head, deformed as she sucked with everything she had and when his cock flexed powerfully, growing even bigger – she knew it was the end.

And then she was shunted aside.

“My turn~!” Pyrrha sang, sealing her lips over the end and aggressively slurping as she jerked off his dick.

“Oh shit,” Jaune huffed, hands grabbing at Pyrrha’s head. “Oh fuck, here it comes.”

“Nooo,” Weiss seethed, indignant but it was too late.

Jaune groaned deeply, voice rumbling from low in his belly as his length jerked vigorously. Pyrrha moaned in victory as he swelled on her tongue and then he was firing endlessly, gushing hot streams of molten seed into her mouth, each powerful shot robbing her of sense.

Volley after volley of thick, potent cum filled her mouth until she couldn’t take anymore, forcing her to swallow or risk choking. As expected, she almost choked anyway, his semen clogging her throat as she tried to force it down. Slurping and sucking at his tip, she siphoned what she could from his heaving shaft with firm, controlled pumps of her fist before finally pulling off him.

His cock jerked in the air, glans bright red and throbbing – and then Weiss dived on it, taking it into her mouth and sucking desperately. Jaune moaned as his hypersensitive crown was lashed, Weiss attacking it for even a paltry prize. A few final drops leaked out onto her tongue but she was not satisfied, pulling off his dick with a pop.

“Damn you,” she glared at Pyrrha.

The redhead coughed wetly, her pink tongue darting out to lick her lips. “Mm – it’s always so thick. I can hardly breathe.”

Scowling, Weiss leaned in and kissed her without warning.

Pyrrha made a sound of surprise, lips parting and then Weiss’ tongue was there, gliding into her mouth. Jaune watched with passion as Weiss kissed Pyrrha with everything she had, their lips smacking wetly as the heiress lapped up what she could of his discharge from Pyrrha’s mouth. His musky taste filled the both of them, nutty, salty. When they finally parted, a string of saliva and cum stretched between them before snapping.

“Wha-?” Pyrrha said stupidly.

Pyrrha had won this round.

Weiss looked pissed.

“That was mine,” Weiss complained, eyes narrowed. “You stole it.”

Pyrrha took a few seconds to respond. “No one likes a sore loser, Weiss.”

Weiss shifted her glare from Pyrrha to Jaune’s cock.

“Why didn’t you wait?” she accused it – and him. “You know my mouth felt the best.”

“You set the rules,” Pyrrha needled her, relishing Weiss’ outraged expression. And then she dropped a line she had heard Yang use before, whenever she wanted to rub salt in the wound. “Sucks to suck.”

“Oh, you did fucking not just say that,” Weiss fired up at once, the swear passing her lips without pause. “You just got lucky that I had him primed and ready.”

“If that is what you want to believe to preserve your fragile ego then I’ll allow it.”

“Allow it?” Weiss’ jaw was clenched, offended. “Allow it? Oh, I am going to enjoy putting you in your place.”

Seeing them argue like this would have once made him concerned but now? They were fighting over his cock, Weiss angry that she didn’t get to sample his cum first while Pyrrha took shots at her, smiling smugly as the white haired girl got progressively angrier. He felt no concern, only a great welling of desire. Watching them bicker about his dick was so fucking sexy.

He may have cum but his cock was far from finished. It throbbed eagerly as they traded barbs back and forth, energized. Seeing them kiss had done something to him, deep in his soul. There was no holding back now, no way but forward. What came after a blowjob?

Sex, of course.

Leaning down, he grabbed Pyrrha’s arm and tugged her up roughly. She gave a startled yelp, looking at him in surprise. Taking in two big great handfuls of her ass, he squeezed it aggressively, digging his fingers in deeply. She arched her back, a whimper passing her lips as she thrust her chest against him. Lifting her by her butt, he spun them around and dumped her on the bed.

“Jaune?” Weiss questioned, also surprised at his sudden aggressive action.

“Pyrrha won this round,” he said and she scowled, furious that he was taking the redhead's side. “So she gets to go first.”

“That isn’t fair!”

But it was. Watching Pyrrha’s shapely, plump tits heave as she panted excitedly only added to the steel in his loins. Blue eyes zeroed in on her sodden panties, the material drenched with her arousal. That is what sucking his cock had done to her.

“Take those off,” he ordered.

Pyrrha shivered, Jaune’s voice dark and low. He sounded dangerous like an animal freely released from its chains and his eyes were glittering with lust. Hooking her thumbs under the thin string looped around her hips, she eagerly pulled them down her thighs. When her hot, steaming twat was uncovered, she mewled, the cooler air tickling her feverish flesh.

“Fuck, look at you,” he groaned, taking in her messy pussy. Her labia were thick, engorged with blood, her entrance slightly opened and drooling thick syrup down over the curve of her butt. Her clit was pointed, peeking out from under its hood. Her pale skin was flushed red, burning with her arousal.

Feeling those plump, meaty lips around his shaft was his greatest need at that moment.

“I hate you both,” Weiss pouted, watching Jaune crawl onto the bed after removing his socks. His heavy cock swung side to side, a pillar of masculinity. Pyrrha eagerly reached for him, stroking his strong arms as he planted them by her head, looming over her. Sighing in irritation, Weiss crawled onto the bed beside them, an idea forming.

Pyrrha might get to sample his dick first but Weiss was going to claim his boiling hot load. She wouldn’t lose twice.

Jaune reached for his cock, settling between Pyrrha’s amazing thighs but Weiss slapped his hand away, leaning against his back.

“Let me help,” Weiss whispered in his ear, rubbing her small breasts against his muscular back. Her pebbled nipples poked into him as she rolled her slender body against his frame. Pyrrha scowled at her. “If you think I’m just sitting to the side and watching, you’ve got another thing coming. I will not be ignored.”

Her small hand wrapped around his cock, stroking it firmly. Jaune hummed as she manipulated his length, pointing it at Pyrrha’s crotch. He leaned in with his hips, bringing his body closer and Weiss swiped the tip up and down the seam of Pyrrha’s sticky slit, delighting in the way the champion squirmed and moaned.

“Oh, I think she is going to be easy tonight,” Weiss taunted. “I think you’ll make her cum in no time.”

“S-Shut up,” Pyrrha bit her lip as Weiss focused his glans against her clit, smacking his heavy meat against it. Thwack, thwack, thwack. “Ooh~!”

Weiss giggled, feeling powerful as she used Jaune’s dick as a weapon against her rival, teasing her with the promise of more. She forced the tip down to her entrance, wiggling it side to side before pulling it up and smearing the juice she had gathered across Pyrrha’s aching pearl.

“Look at her,” Weiss hissed in his ear. “She is completely helpless. What are you going to do to this hopeless pussy?”

“I’m going to ruin it,” Jaune groaned in reply as another hand looped down and cupped his balls. “I’m going to fuck it into a mess.”

Weiss sunk her teeth into his shoulder, hard enough to bruise.

“You will,” she said between licks, soothing where her teeth had marked him. “But you won’t cum. You’ll fuck her rotten until she can’t think and then you’ll give me my prize.”

Giving his shaft several vicious pumps, she then aimed him directly at Pyrrha’s soaked entrance.

“Go get her.”

Pyrrha keened as Jaune pressed into her, his fat crown popping inside her clutching tunnel. Her insides stretched to accommodate his impressive cock, throbbing as he sunk deeper and deeper, gliding into her molten depths. After all the fucking they had done on the airship, there was no discomfort or pain when he bottomed out, her vaginal muscles clenching as the tip of dick prodded at her uterus.

He was home. He was where he belonged. Inside her, as deep as possible.

“Ouh, I love how deep you are,” she whined, feet sliding around his thighs and pressing down on his calves. “Oh, Jaune~! You’re so big. Mmng – yes.”

Weiss slipped off his back and flopped down beside them, her face amused. “So that’s how you look when his cock is inside you. That’s a very nice expression, Pyrrha.”

Her face twisted in desire, she attempted a retort but Jaune was moving, slowly pulling back. She trembled, moaning as her folds clung to his meat, getting tugged out by his girth. Weiss watched with heated eyes as his fat cock slowly reappeared, coated in Pyrrha’s girl cum, glistening as her lips stretched wetly along his shaft.

And then he thrust back in, a brutal stroke that forced the air from Pyrrha’s lungs, her moan choked as a rushed breath escaped her. Pleasure soared through her, belly heavy as he banged on her cervix, her insides coiling around his dick firmly.

“Hnnmm~!” she tossed her head to the side. “Yessss, like that. Give it to me like that.”

He was more than happy to oblige.

Jaune moved slowly, pulling out and thrusting back into her hot embrace with supreme control. Long, deep, punishing strokes that quickly drove her mad with lust, her toes curling and belly trembling as pleasure rocketed up and down her body. Pyrrha could feel every inch of his cock from the bulging veins to the fat, wide crown. Every bump and every curve, grinding deeply as he swiveled his hips on the down stroke.

“Mm, that looks so good,” Weiss said, consumed by jealousy. Her core clenched at the sight of Jaune’s slow, methodical thrusts, splitting Pyrrha’s tender slit apart. She really did look stuffed full and more than anything, Weiss wanted to feel that way too. She had to settle for her fingers instead, her hand slipping into her underwear and quickly resuming where she had left off earlier, two digits slipping into her tight heat. “Hurry up and make her cum so it’s my turn.”

Pyrrha’s nails raked down his arms as she clawed at him, body twisting every time he hilted himself to the base. Plap, plap, plap – the room was filled with her deep, rolling moans as well as the sound of their wet, sticky pelvises slapping together, his flexing cock ripping a squeal from her throat. Emerald eyes cloudy with desire devoured his sublime form, roaming across his powerful, muscular chest and down, down, down over his abs, and then to the place where he was spearing her so relentlessly.

His cock looked even bigger from this angle, cleaving into her body. Her vaginal walls clenched, squeezing down viciously and yet he didn’t speed up or slow down, a constant, smooth glide that was beginning to drive her mad.

“F-Faster,” she panted, arching her back. Her shapely tits rolled and jiggled with each impact, her core throbbing insistently. “Please, Jaune – faster, harder.”

But he didn’t. He fucked her harder but not faster, increasing the power of his thrusts, a sharp jolt making her mind go numb as he pounded on her womb. Jaune groaned deeply as she rippled around him, his cock swelling eagerly as he swirled the tip around the mouth of her womb. She felt so fucking good around his dick, a hot, wet mess, squeezing him desperately whenever he bottomed out.

“Please,” she implored, her moans becoming increasingly broken. She spread her legs further, feet pressing on the backs of his thighs. “Fuck me faster~! Hnnmmm~! I want it.”

Weiss watched as Jaune began to cave to Pyrrha’s wanton desires, slowly picking up speed. One of his hands snaked around the back of Pyrrha’s neck, gripping firmly as he leaned back and pulled her with him. Her trim, toned stomach clenched, her abs visible as he forced her core to engage, Jaune leaning back on his haunches. The next thrust somehow felt like it went deeper, Pyrrha jerking as a mixture of beautiful hurt and pleasure rolled through her.

“Aaahn~! Ooouh~! Fuck, Jaune, right there~! Hmmnnn, right there, right there, right there~!”

Pyrrha Nikos thrashed as he started pistoning in and out of her snatch, each gut shot robbing her of breath. His other hand looped around the back of her neck, holding her steady as he fucked her with increasing intensity, their flesh popping wetly as he drove into her.

Pyrrha gasped for air, her tits bouncing wildly. Her body attempted to straighten out, her legs stretching out behind his back, her womb aching from his punishing tempo. He was vicious now, plowing her without remorse, blue eyes turned black as he ravished her with his fat, curved cock.

The end was approaching, her belly tightening as her climax built. She could do nothing as he brutally fucked her, his body taut, strong, conquering her body. Two sharp, quick thrusts sent her reeling, uterus throbbing wildly – and then he shifted his hips, changing the angle of his thrusts and she was done.

“Fuck yeah,” Jaune groaned as her folds collapsed around his cock, impossibly tight as her pussy became a wet, unrelenting vice. Clenching his jaw, he continued to thrust through her tightness, pounding her through her orgasm as she unraveled with a broken scream. Her pussy erupted in a series of mind bending contractions, milking his entire length as he fucked her stupid, forcing his dick deep despite the pleasure becoming almost too much.

“Unnnnnnnngffff~! JAA—UNE~!”

In the midst of her orgasm, a pair of fingers snaked across her belly and began stroking her clit, and Pyrrha blanked out completely as the pleasure crested beyond what she could handle, her mind nothing but a void. Her hips buckled, her body stretching straight as an arrow and her contracting cunt forced his dick from her depths. Weiss smirked as she removed her fingers, watching her rival come completely undone. She was an utter mess.

Jaune watched as well as his partner and girlfriend slid across the bed, muscles flexing as she mewled, her orgasm continuing to roll through her body. His cock hung between his legs, pulsing at the memory of her clutching, climaxing quim and then Weiss was there, giving his glans a sloppy kiss.

“Mmmfflrrup~! You really did a number on her, Jaune,” she slurped his head into her mouth, Pyrrha’s taste all over his cock. Giving it a sturdy suck, she popped off the head and smiled cutely. “This guy seems like he is still ready to go, though.”

Weiss cupped and squeezed his tight balls, and Jaune grunted as she eased and massaged where the tension was worst. She cooed as a fat droplet of pre-cum oozed from the tip, so thick and milky that it looked like regular cum.

Her tongue darted out and swiped it off the end, moaning at the taste. “How do you want me?”

Pyrrha was down for the count and now it was her turn. The redhead had done a fine job getting his cock ready and now Weiss was going to make him pop. Curling her fingers under the waist of her panties, she tugged them down her legs, freeing her humid quim. Jaune exhaled heavily as he saw her pink slit, glistening with her arousal, lips thick and waiting for him. Giggling, she spread her pussy open with her fingers in a V, shivering as a thick stream of her sticky girl cum leaked out.

“So?” she taunted. “This is what you want, right?”

That is exactly what he wanted. But he needed to put this arrogant girl in her place.

He lay down on his back, his cock resting against his stomach. Reaching for her slender waist, he pulled her on top of him, Weiss giving a startled squeal as he manhandled her tiny body effortlessly. Her hands settled on his chest, thighs spread on either side of his hips.

“I want you to ride me,” he said, his length flexing up off his stomach before settling. “You keep saying you want to be number one. You’re going to have to show me if you deserve it.”

Weiss grinned as she grabbed his dick in both hands, massaging it with firm strokes. It was so tense and hard, and she shivered in anticipation as she directed it between her thighs, aiming his impressive cock at her slit. Teasing the end with her soft, springy labia, she swirled her hips around. Jaune tucked his hands behind his head and watched her with eager eyes.

“I’m going to make you cum in here,” she tapped him against her cunt. “You’re going to blow that fat, hot load deep inside me and you’re going to wonder if I’m pregnant or not. That’s what you really want to do, don’t you? Make me swell with your child?”

She was really getting into it, wasn’t she? He couldn’t deny that her words lit a fire in him, his balls throbbing at the thought of packing her full and knocking up the slim heiress.

“Well, here’s your chance,” she said, sinking down on him. Weiss moaned as her wet, puckered entrance stretched, his wide crown popping inside. Wiggling her hips side to side, she slid down about halfway, thighs trembling. “Ooouh~! Mm, that’s it. This is the feeling I’ve been craving.”

He was only halfway in and she felt so full. Looking down, she felt her belly clench at the sight of his long dick spearing into her. It was almost like it was holding her up, this pillar of manliness, this symbol of masculinity. The curvature of his cock set his glans directly against her g-spot and she shuddered, mewling as she rolled her hips to stroke her erogenous zone.

Jaune couldn’t take his eyes off her svelte body, her muscles stretching as she arched her back. Whenever she rolled her hips, her abs would stretch and contract, her hip bones becoming more pronounced. Those perky little tits with their upturned nipples shook with her labored breaths, her ribs straining against her skin underneath. Her pussy was absolutely stuffed with his girth, vulva flushed an attractive pink, her tiny slit embracing him. Her clit was small and pink, moist from her attentions, and looked delicious. That snow white skin looked and felt so smooth but he refrained from touching her.

It was time she showed him what she had.

Her nails lightly scratched his chest as she began to move a little faster, still targeting her g-spot with his tip. The pleasure was sharp, sparking up her spine in toe curling bursts. Weiss realized that her fingers had done a little too good of a job priming her pussy and felt that familiar feeling curling low in her belly, the sign of her building climax.

She couldn’t take it slow like she wanted to. She needed to ride him hard and fast.

Biting her lip, she sunk down further and crooned sweetly as she hilted him entirely. Pressing up against her womb, she panted as her weight against the tip of his dick created the most wonderful pressure. Clenching her internal muscles, she smirked as his length flexed in response.

“How do you like it?” she asked breathlessly.

He simply smiled in return.

Rocking back and forth, she grinded him deep, groaning at the sensation. Rising a little, she sat back down, singing as he bunted against her cervix. Gaining courage, she rocked and bounced, gaining confidence as she rode him higher and higher. He had so much cock to give that soon enough, she was jumping several inches up his pole before slapping down with a grunt, her tummy on fire.

Jaune felt her vaginal muscles squeeze and tug on his sensitive glans. She felt like a hot well oiled fist and once again, he compared his two girlfriends. Just as he remembered, Pyrrha was tighter at the entrance and her quim was hotter but Weiss was much more snug the deeper he was. The end of her pussy had a death grip on his crown, her bumpy, textured folds bringing him untold ecstasy. Watching her face twist every time she bottomed out was sexy as hell, her eyes scorching him.

He couldn’t believe he hadn’t cum already.

Fucking two beautiful girls at the same time? He should have been finished but their blowjob antics had taken the edge off and even though his balls were tight and shaft tense, his cock pounding with his heartbeat, he knew he wasn’t ready. As Weiss mewled and sung to the ceiling, head tipping back as she furiously rutted against him, he began lightly thrusting his hips to match her movements.

“Uuuhnng~! Mmnghh~! Jaaaune~! Ooh, your cock feels soooo good~!” she cried out, becoming delirious. “Hnng, such a fat cock. AhhnN~! I love it. I love you and your fat dick.”

Filth spilled from her lips as she continued to ride him viciously, their bodies slapping together harshly. Weiss’ body was taut, her fit muscles standing out underneath her skin as she barreled towards her orgasm. She tried to hold on, her stomach clenched – but it was no good. His cock was just too much, tapping her in just the right way, stroking and rubbing all of her sweet spots.

She was going to cum.

And then Pyrrha was suddenly behind her, reaching around her body to cup her small breasts and pinch her nipples. Weiss cried out as the redhead tugged on her peaks, squeezing her tits hard enough to hurt.

“She is trying so hard,” Pyrrha giggled, pressing her own breasts into Weiss’ back. “Look at her go, Jaune. She looks like she is about to pop.”

“Fuck, Pyrrha,” Jaune hissed. “Whenever you pinch her nipples, her pussy tightens up. It feels amazing.”

“I should probably stop then, shouldn’t I?” Pyrrha lightly traced her small areola with a nail. “I wouldn’t want her to make you shoot then I would lose.”

Weiss tried to say something, anything, but all that came out was a choked sob as that spot under her navel throbbed, tightening, straining to the limit. Then his cock flexed, swelling, banging her cervix firmly and it popped, a rush of liquid lust spilling out through her body. She squirted against his stomach powerfully.

“Oh, that’s it,” Jaune groaned in appreciation as her pussy clamped down furiously before rapidly contracting in wild orgasm. Her hips jerked, rutting uncontrollably as Pyrrha mauled her tender tits, Weiss struggling to breathe as ecstasy consumed her entire being. Over and over, she throbbed and squeezed his cock, milking it, begging for his seed as she gushed around his girth but even though it felt magnificent, his balls kept their payload safe.

Boneless, Weiss flopped to the side and off his dick. His cock tugged free of her wet quim and smacked against his stomach, pulsing angrily. Swooping down, Pyrrha slurped him into her mouth and sucked him firmly, tasting Weiss all over him as she bobbed her head. She throated him once, twice, and then pulled off his cock with a pop.

“Well done,” Pyrrha smirked. “I knew this guy wouldn’t give in.”

He surged up and grabbed Pyrrha by the back of her neck and forced her down on the bed, face down. Mounting her from behind, he smacked her ass with his cock a few times before slipping it between her legs and thrusting into her pussy with a single stroke. Pyrrha moaned as he bottomed out, striking her cervix as his weight pinned her down.

“Ouh~! Jaune~!”

There was nothing skilled or controlled about his thrusting, his fat cock cleaving her tender insides effortlessly. He set a punishing, brutal tempo, her ass rippling as he plowed into her prone-bone. Pyrrha squealed as the angle forced his dick down along the upper wall of her cunt, stimulating her g-spot before gliding on to her womb, filling her up completely. She clenched her core and sobbed as he nearly tugged her inside out, her folds pulling on his meat.

”Harder~!” she shrieked. “Fuck me harder~!”

Consumed with a need to breed one of these girls, he fucked Pyrrha until it felt like his hips would fail, her body constantly coiled around his length as sharp, loud cracks filled the air, their flesh popping together wetly. When she screamed into the blankets, her body wracked with orgasmic contractions, he rode out the waves before pulling out. Taking his shaft in hand, he pumped it firmly as he crawled over to Weiss. She stared at him with wide eyes, having witnessed his complete domination of Pyrrha and moaned as he grabbed her ankle and pulled her to the side of the bed.

He took the heiress on her side, one of her slender legs thrown over his shoulder as he fucked her with long, fast strokes that quickly had her eyes rolled and voice raw from her mewling cries. Placing one hand on her belly, he pressed down, feeling his cock inside her bang her deepest place. Weiss’ pussy quickly gave up, tensing before rippling in orgasm.

He still hadn’t cum.

His cock almost felt numb yet he felt all the pleasure starkly. Pyrrha trembled as he fucked her doggy style, arms threatening to give out whenever he pounded deep. Her pussy was a sodden, wet mess, her folds plump and raw from their vigorous fucking and when he reached under her hips and squeezed her sensitive pearl, she bucked off his cock, her climax was so powerful.

More. He wanted more.

Weiss’ body was limp in his arms, her hands curled around the back of his neck as he balanced her weight on the end of his dick. Hands cupped under her thighs, she was spread out as he fucked her standing up next to the bed. Face buried against his shoulder, she was cock drunk, her nose and mouth leaking as he slammed into her repeatedly. Weak, lustful whimpers escaped her throat as he threatened her womb, her cervix tender as he probed at it with gut wrenching shots. Muscles taut, his hips pistoned against her, wet slaps covering his panting breath.

More. He wanted more.

His strong, powerful arms were thread under her knees, keeping her spread. Girl cum sprayed from their union, dripping over his balls and thighs, staining the carpet with her arousal. The room reeked of sex, the air humid and thick. Jaune felt her weakly bite his collar, her moans muffled by his flesh.

He was going to cum. He could feel it now. The base of his cock was tight, tighter than it had ever been, almost painful. His balls were flush against his shaft, twin eggs on either side, finally ready. Digging in deeper, he swirled his hips and felt like he could go further. Pulling back, he thrust hard and groaned as something gave way; the final barrier.

Weiss tensed up as a flare of pain bloomed in her tummy, agony so sweet that she screamed in rapture. Something tight passed over his glans and then he was seated inside her womb, a furnace around his crown. He tried to pull back and her entire body rocked, her cervix sealed tight around the thick ridge of his cock head. Weiss almost blacked out and then he thrust inwards, assaulting a place he shouldn’t be and that was the end.

Her body locked up as his cock swelled, Jaune pulling her body as close as possible. Cradled in his strong arms, split apart by his massive dick, Weiss felt his semen rocket up his shaft and fire straight into her womb in several thick, heaving shots that burned inside her. Shaking uncontrollably, she babbled as his hips jerked with each shot, depositing his seed directly into her uterus, drowning her insides in cum.

Jaune almost collapsed as the pressure was released, his legs shaking. Stumbling to the bed, they fell together, a tangle of sweaty limbs, his balls still pumping their load furiously. He felt like it was never going to end, finding it difficult to breathe as his loins kept contracting in orgasm.

When it finally did, his testicles felt tender and sore, his shaft aching from flexing so hard and for so long. He was still seated inside her, her cervix strangling him and so he just lay there, panting into Weiss’ gorgeous white hair as his heart pounded against his ribcage.

What the fuck was that?

The bed shifted and Pyrrha crawled next to them, her emerald eyes boring a hole in the side of his head.

“You cum inside her, didn’t you?”

Her voice was rough, husky from all her moaning. Glancing her way, she looked unimpressed, though it was ruined by just how fucked she looked. There was no hiding the sheer satisfaction of a woman well laid, skin glowing from their repeated romps. In this moment, she looked nothing like the champion of Mistral or the greatest Huntress-in-training of their generation, even with the bronze circlet in her hair.

She looked like his girlfriend.

“I did,” he said, trying to untangle his body from Weiss. He hissed as his glans finally tugged free of her womb, his hypersensitive cock aching as he pulled out of her snug pussy. Her slit gaped at him lewdly, pink and raw before sealing up. Not a single drop of cum spilled out.

Was it any wonder when he packed it straight into her womb?

Falling to the side, he stared at the ceiling. Pyrrha quickly claimed a spot at his side, curling against him, throwing an arm across his belly and a leg across one of his own. He stroked her sweaty skin, delighting in the way she shivered.

“I guess she won this round,” Pyrrha muttered.

They were tied.

This competition of theirs would be the death of him, he thought. Though really, the true winner in all of this?

It was him.