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They somehow made it into the shelter before Blake lost total control.

Once they were inside, her mouth was upon him, kissing around the base of his cock wetly as Weiss untangled herself from his hold. Jaune watched with a racing heart as she joined her teammate on her knees, those beautiful eyes peering up at him in adoration. Stroking his thigh, she raked her nails lightly across his skin before leaning in and kissing his hip, suckling gently before nipping him, the sharp pinch causing his dick to flex.

Blake was so consumed with her actions that she couldn’t defend herself, his meat jerking up away from her hot mouth before slapping her on the forehead, her amber eyes blinking rapidly, almost dazed, confused. Weiss giggled, seizing Blake by her long, raven hair and kissing her passionately, their tongues swirling as their lips smacked loudly.

Watching them together, these two gorgeous young women – it was the stuff of dreams, and he was getting to live it. Standing above them with his cock hanging between them, hard and ready, the pair of them wet and willing... insanity.

When they separated, a thin strand of saliva stretched between their mouths before snapping.

“Have you sucked one before?” Weiss asked, nudging his member with her nose.

“Mhm,” Blake looked out of it, her face the definition of fuck drunk and they hadn’t even began.

“Can you teach me?” the heiress asked. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

Her mind felt sluggish and it took her a few seconds to understand what Weiss was asking her. Peering at Jaune’s throbbing length, eagerness and excitement clashed with trepidation. She had sucked a cock before but it hadn’t been this big, and it had been so long ago now. She was most definitely rusty and now she was being asked to perform on a much bigger stage.

It made her nervous.

What if... she wasn’t any good? She wanted to be good. She wanted to please Jaune and make him feel so good, and wring that fat load from his heavy balls. Maybe if they did it together...?

Determination filled her, alongside the raging fire of desire and lust that almost paralyzed her brain.

“Be careful with your teeth,” she instructed, leaning in. Again, she found herself burying her nose in his scrotum, inhaling deeply. Her entire body shivered. “You don’t want to scrape him or it might hurt.”

Blake felt Weiss move in beside her and suddenly the heiress had her face buried beside her, pressing her nose into Jaune’s crotch, breathing in his musk. Jaune groaned as they jostled his balls, hands falling to their heads as they sniffed around his nut sack, seemingly mesmerized by his scent. When he felt Blake’s mouth open and lightly suck on his right testicle, it wasn’t long until Weiss followed her example, her tongue moving over his left.

His cock bounced happily as they began sucking and licking his balls in earnest, making cute little sounds of exertion as they laved his scrotum in saliva, a wonderful pressure forming as they sucked his balls into their mouths. He stroked their hair, threading his fingers through it as the heat of their mouths seeped into his balls, only heightening the pleasure that sparked up into the base of his cock.

They were servicing him – together.

Weiss moaned, tugging on the ball in her mouth, feeling the wrinkled skin stretch and smooth out. The texture was unique, a little bumpy, and covered in a very fine hair that tickled the roof of her mouth. His skin was salty but clean, fresh; and when she felt his sack attempt to tighten and pull away, she lashed it with her tongue, pursing her lips, not letting it escape. Blake’s smooth cheek rubbed against her, feasting on his other testicle with increasing gusto, squeezing it between the roof of her mouth and her tongue, applying a delicious pressure that had Jaune throwing his head back in bliss.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he groaned, fingers tightening in their hair. They continued sucking and lapping at his balls until they ached, and when they finally pulled away, the skin was reddened from their attentions, wet and tight against the base of his dick like two eggs on either side.

Blake wiped at her lips, smearing spit across her chin, admiring her handy work. But something else was calling to her, demanding attention and so she moved, licking the underside of his cock, letting it rest on her face.

“Like this,” she said, lapping at him with quick swipes. Weiss moved in and copied her, tongue fast, her lips kissing his shaft in feathery touches. They slowly made their way up his length, consumed by his scent, his taste, mapping out all the dips and veins with their mouths, suckling this pillar of masculinity, this fat, peerless cock as it dribbled pre-cum in anticipation.

Each breath felt like a struggle, Blake burning up from the inside. Her core pulsed in time with her racing heart, her thong drenched in her juices. One hand slipped between her weak thighs, cupping her sodden crotch, the light pressure almost sending her reeling. Rubbing her soaked slit, she sobbed in bliss, kissing his length hungrily.

Her underwear needed to go.

She yanked them down hastily, stretching the material, hissing as the crotch peeled away from her vulva. Her musk filled their hut like a blast of humid air, a clear sign of her readiness to mate. Her pussy throbbed, and when she cupped her bare cunt, the coarse stubble hair was damp with her arousal. Ordinarily, she may have been self conscious – she couldn’t maintain herself down there, and it had been a week or more since she’d shaved. She liked to keep it clear, bald, but that was impossible now. She didn’t have a razor and so it was growing back.

The thought vanished as soon as it came, drowned out by everything else.

When the girls reached the flaring crown, they pulled away. They stared at it with lustful eyes, and it was Weiss that moved first, tongue swiping across the tip and collecting his thick pre-cum. Pungent, salty, she swallowed it happily, lapping at his glans until only saliva remained, flushed head glistening.

The other night, she’d briefly taken him in her mouth but that was the extent of it. Now she wanted to suck the entire thing but it was big; much too big. Did a guy really need to be so big? But recalling how it felt banging against her womb, she swooned. Of course it needed to be big. If it wasn’t, it couldn’t touch her where she ached for its touch the most. And having such a fat, long dick meant he could deposit his potent sperm deeper, right where it was needed. Delivering his genes for the perfect insemination.

She would just have to train her mouth to take it. Weiss Schnee never did things in halves.

“Teach me,” she demanded of her teammate.

Blake swallowed thickly, almost choking on her saliva. Watching Weiss lap at his glans had been an incredible turn on, her nipples two pinpricks of tight heat. Nuzzling his shaft, she took a moment to reorient herself.

Jaune sighed as she pressed her juicy lips to the tip, her mouth opening and swallowing his cock head. Pleasure tingled down his cock and pooled in his balls, his abs tightening as she began to suck his cock. Her tongue writhed on the underside as she sank deeper, lips sealed snugly around his girth. Looking down, he saw her mouth stretching to accommodate his size and felt a dark thrill go through him.

What a sight.

Blake started bobbing her head, molten mouth dripping as she slurped and sucked, brain fogged as his taste exploded across her taste buds. That salty musk, his pre-cum leaking whenever she increased the pressure of her sucking, the harsh vacuum drawing out his discharge. It was a bit of a struggle, thicker than anything she had taken, the shape curving up and forcing the head against the roof of her mouth.

She took about half of him before retreating, establishing a quick tempo, loud sucking smacks filling their hut as she went to work. Thick sticky trails of her arousal leaked down her thighs, her vagina squeezing every time she sunk down, only to suck and slurp viciously on the retreat. Her tongue was in constant motion, swirling around, attacking him on all sides, curling beneath the ridge of his crown and drawing groans of ecstasy from his lips.

“That’s it,” Jaune huffed, “That’s it, Blake. Fuck, that feels so good.”

Hearing him praise her only made her core clench tighter, and suddenly a foreign pair of hands were on her, a soft, warm body embracing her from behind. Weiss leaned against her, her little breasts squashed between them as she caressed her stomach, teasing her belly button before moving lower.

Mouth stuffed with Jaune’s cock, it muffled her moan of pleasure as slim fingers stroked her puffy, engorged slit. The vibrations passed through him, and Blake almost choked when his member swelled and flexed, going a little deeper, teasing the entrance to her throat. Slurping off him wetly, Blake squirmed as Weiss gently pried open her outer labia and stroked the soft, sticky flesh of her inner labia between thumb and finger.

“Do you like this?” Weiss asked heatedly. Blake nodded, unable to form words. “Keep sucking him. You have to show me how it's done.”

Grabbing the base of his dick, Blake had a little trouble lining it up, smearing his glans around her mouth. Slurping him back inside, she focused on the head, lashing it with her tongue, attacking the underside.

Weiss continued to stroke her petals, tracing how her inner labia unfurled in the shape of a lewd flower. Blake’s pussy felt different to her own, puffier, and when she moved lower and began teasing her puckered entrance, Blake shivered. The obscene sounds of cock sucking entranced Weiss, her eyes fixated on the way Blake’s lips glided up and down his taut flesh, bulging around his wide crown. Lightly pressing her finger inside Blake’s blazing hot hole, she scooped up a healthy amount of her leakage and smeared it higher, around her pounding clit.

“Mmmggl~!” Blake moaned, body tensing as Weiss gently stroked her sensitive pearl, teasing back the hood until it was uncovered. Pleasure spiked into Blake’s brain, her mouth useless as Weiss’ fingers destroyed whatever focus she had. His dick slipped from her lips, her mewls escalating, Weiss’ hand moving in circles.

Blake hunched forward, gripping Jaune’s thighs desperately, panting harshly as her hips threatened to give out. Weiss trapped Blake’s clitoris between the V of her fingers, holding her hood back while a single finger from her other hand rubbed it in a clockwise motion. Jaune’s saliva slick cock rested against her cheek, pointing over her shoulder as she trembled, passionate cries quickly growing.

“She likes that,” Jaune palmed his dick, slowly pumping it.

“She does,” Weiss cooed, relishing Blake’s unfiltered reactions. Gently pinching her clit, she rolled it. Blake sobbed, her hips jumping. “Oh~! Look at that.”

“Ahhn~! Haaaaah~! Mmmmnngg~!” Blake moaned, tongue hanging out of her mouth, eyes rolling.

“Do you want to try?” Jaune asked, giving his dick a shake in Weiss’ face. She peered up at him hungrily as she continued to pleasure Blake, eyes dark.

“Yes, please,” she pecked him on the tip.

“Did you learn anything?”

“A little,” and then his cock was in her mouth, her soft, beautiful lips stretching as she encased his head in her blistering heat. Her tongue was a little smaller, more pointed, and it wormed its way around his crown, tickling his frenulum. The pleasure was sharp, his balls tightening as it flowed down into his sack.

Not only was her tongue smaller but her mouth was too. It was a struggle, sinking further and further, taking more of him, sucking lewdly, slurping his throbbing rod until he touched the back of her throat. Swallowing around him, she pulled back slowly, right up until her lips sealed around the ridge of his cock head. She flicked the very tip, tormenting his urethra before bobbing down, giving him a messy, sturdy suck.

It was a little difficult – but Weiss was a very quick study.

Having his stiff, eager cock pulsing between her lips and Blake’s sensitive little clit throbbing beneath her fingers, Weiss lost herself in the moment. Consumed with lust, she slurped his cock like a starving slut, her fingers moving faster, ripping pleasure filled cries from Blake’s lips. Deeper and deeper she took him until it was hard to breathe, pressuring the seal of her throat. Humming, she felt Jaune’s cock swell as the vibrations passed through his shaft, heightening his pleasure.

Meanwhile, Blake was overwhelmed. Her pussy spasmed, drowning in ecstasy. Her clitoris burned, her thighs quivering as Weiss continued to stroke and pinch her little bundle of nerves while servicing Jaune’s cock. She could feel her climax fast approaching, her desperate, needy pussy unable to hold back. It was too much. Everything was too much.

She was going to cum.

Weiss was going to make her cum.

Slurping and sucking heavy in her ears, the heiress rolled her clit once, twice – and then she shattered into a million pieces. Her belly quaked, her core throbbing powerfully as her vaginal walls contracted, her quim tightening so hard it hurt, a beautiful, wonderful agony.

And then she fell over the edge, a haggard scream spilling forth as she shuddered, face buried in Jaune’s balls as she cried out in rapture. Dark, molten heat spread through her tummy, down her thighs and up into her chest, through her limbs as the sensitivity of her clit intensified. Weiss continued to stroke and rub her, wringing every ounce of pleasure from her orgasm as she could, Blake gasping brokenly, body jerking wildly in response.

Again and again, her inner muscles tightened and released, her wet pussy gushing profusely. She squirted and if she’d been in her right mind, she would have taken note that she’d never done that quite so hard before, but she was too far gone. Eventually, it became too much – and with a jerk of the hips to escape Weiss’ relentlessly fingers, she pulled away from the smaller girl and flopped onto the ground, twitching, brain complete mush.

Blake couldn’t remember a time where she had climaxed so hard, from so little. She felt so easy.

Jaune watched the entire episode unfold, his cock growing impossibly hard at the sight. Blake’s sweet, torturous cries had aroused him beyond measure. A thick pulse of pre-cum leaked from his dick, drooling over Weiss’ tongue. She slurped it up and pulled off his cock with a loud pop, her face full of adoration as she swallowed the salty treat.

Holding up her hands, they saw that her fingers were drenched from Blake’s squirt. Indeed, the floor beneath them was wet, a long spray passing between Jaune’s feet for a number of feet.

“She sprung a leak,” Weiss said and Jaune couldn’t help it, guffawing loudly.

“She what?” he said through his laughter, feeling a little drunk.

Weiss ignored him, bringing her sodden fingers to her lips and licking them clean, moaning at the musky taste. Beyond erotic, Jaune groaned at the sight, his dick bouncing in excitement.

“Let me taste,” he said, and he knelt, careful of Blake’s twitching body and grabbed Weiss’ slender wrist. Ice blue eyes watched him as he pulled her hand to his mouth and sucked one of her fingers between his lips.

“Oh,” Weiss shivered, blinking rapidly as he sucked her finger clean, feeling the vacuum pull in her cunt. She never knew that something so simple could be so hot. When he was done with that finger, he moved onto the next, and the next, until he’d licked her entire hand clean of what was left of Blake’s syrupy discharge.

Then they were kissing, sharing Blake’s taste between them. Jaune’s tongue curled into her mouth, drawing out her own before his lips sucked on her, leaving her breathless and needy. His raging erection tapped on her belly, poking her right below her belly button, directly on her womb. Weiss panted, imagining that cock striking her deepest spot once again.

She grabbed his shaft with both hands, pumping him eagerly. Slick with their spit, her hands glided effortlessly, twisting around his glans for maximum pleasure. He thrust against her, groaning deeply and kissed her harder.

She wanted him and he wanted her.

“Turn around,” he ordered when they broke apart. The command wormed its way into her brain, her uterus melting at the authority in his voice. Heart racing at being told what to do, she obeyed, spinning around until her back was to him. Rough fingers peeled her panties away from her crotch, the material stuck to her feverish skin. They pooled around her knees as she pressed back, his length slotting into her plush butt crack, buried between two beautifully sculpted pillows. “I want to take you like this.”

Weiss bit her lip, arching her back as his hands gripped her waist possessively before sliding up, cupping her stretched ribs. When they found her little tits, she mewled, squirming as he played with her sensitive chest, massaging them deeply with his hands, molding them and tugging on them. Jaune buried his face in her neck, licking and biting, and soft cries sounded from her sweet lips.

“You want me like a dog?” she panted, shaking her hips. His dick felt like molten steel between her cheeks, squashed and pointed straight up. Rolling her waist, she grinded her ass against him, stroking up and down as he manipulated her breasts, rolling her nipples until they ached.

“That’s right,” he growled, thrusting against her butt like a sausage between a luscious bun. “I’m going to take this little body and fuck it until you can’t take any more.”

The aggression in his voice was new and not unwelcome, her vaginal muscles clenching in anticipation. Leaning away from her, he placed a hand between her shoulder blades and shoved her. She yelped, falling forward, her hands catching her as she was presented on her hands and knees. Fire raced through her, blood boiling as she felt something blunt swipe across her puffy labia.

He was going to take her like an animal.

Jaune stared, captivated by her tight little slit. Now in the light of day, he could see everything and just like he thought, she was the cutest slice of pink he had ever seen. Drooling with arousal, her milk white skin was flushed with blood, pussy calling for his cock. Swiping his glans up and down, he found her clit and gave it a tap. She crooned, hips bouncing – so he did it again, slapping his meat up against her, relishing the little cries she gave.

“Please,” she urged him, leaning down with her upper body so her ass arched up. Her wonderful little rosebud, pink and damp winked at him. “Please, Jaune. Fuck me.”

She was just as tight as he remembered.

Jaune hissed as he forced the head of his cock through her clutching entrance, hands settling on her ass and spreading her cheeks apart. Weiss sobbed in bliss as she felt her vaginal muscles forced apart, his hardness cleaving in her sodden pussy. Those ribbed, pleasurable folds coiled around him as he sunk deeper and deeper, Jaune pausing halfway to swivel his hips, pulling back before thrusting deep.

Weiss choked, mouth falling open in a silent scream. It felt different like this, surging deeper. She didn’t think that was possible but when he banged into her cervix, it felt like he pushed her womb up. Or down, in this case, hollowing her out, her body tightening up as that familiar ache pulsed, his dick seated as deep at it could go. His balls rested against her clit, his pelvis sealed to her ass, and Weiss could do nothing but tremble as his long, thick, burly dick speared her utterly.

Jaune let her recover, listening to her ragged, gasping breaths. Her wet sheath pounded around him, twitching and tightening with every gasp, stroking him from base to tip. She was so tight, even narrower in this position, squeezing him for everything he had. When he pulled back, it felt like her pussy was refusing to release its hold, her lips pulling obscenely, dragging wetly up his shaft. Weiss moaned loudly, one of her hands darting under her body to cup her flat tummy, eyes rolling as he pounded back into her, lightning sparking up her spine as he fucked into her cervix. Fingers digging into her delectable flesh, he savored the feeling.

He was inside Weiss Schnee once again. His dream come true.

Broken gasps and mewling whimpers met his ears as he began to move, starting slowly, building up speed and rhythm. It was hard going, every movement a fight to keep his composure, her molten snatch doing its best to wring the semen from his balls. Soon he was pummeling her pussy with the full length of his dick, his strokes sure, body tense as his glans plunged against her cervix wetly.

It felt even better than her first time, she thought as he ravaged her cunt, wet claps drowning out even the beat of her own pounding heart, their flesh colliding in earnest. In this position with her hand clutching her stomach, she could feel his hard cock spearing her through her skin, a bulge deforming her resplendent form. Sweet cries tumbled from her mouth in increasing intensity, her voice high, almost hysterical.

He was fucking her. Treating her like a beast, using her teenaged pussy to pleasure himself. He was pounding her like she was a two-bit whore, not the heiress of the Schnee Dust Company. When he slapped her ass, she howled, vagina tensing, collapsing around his pistoning shaft. He did it again, the sting melting in with the pleasure, a cascading effect, sending her to even greater heights.

“Ahhn~! OoooouHH~! Jaune~! Ahhnn – fuck me harder~!” she begged, tears leaking from her eyes as he did exactly as she asked for, hips slamming into her even more fiercely. “Uuak~! Ahh~! Mmmmmnnghhh~! F-Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me~!”

His cock felt like it was going to melt, her wetness gushing out around the tight seal her pussy had on his girth. His balls felt hot and tender, slapping against her mound, sticking to her clit on the in stroke before peeling away on the out. Her left ass cheek was a blooming red from his spanks, and when he caressed the inflamed skin, she whimpered.

Weiss felt that tight knot of ecstasy building inside her, tightening with every punishing thrust of his domineering, peerless cock. It felt like she was being tugged inside out, her tender insides grasping at him, his rugged crown yanking on her folds. A darkly decadent pleasure was pooling inside her womb, her cervix battered and bruised as he threatened that final sanctuary, prodding at where she felt it most.

She was going to cum. She was going to cum hard.

“Keep going~!” she screamed, face pressed into the floor. Her ass rippled with every thrust, showing just how hard he was fucking her. “Oh god~! Ahhn~! Mm, you’re gonna make me cum~!”

He was getting close, the base of his cock tight. His swinging balls were tightening in impending victory, his sperm bubbling at the prospect of firing deeply into such a high class snatch. Their bodies glistened with sweat, her sloppy quim filling the air with sloshing, slick sounds that could only come from vigorous sex, the air heavy and humid with the musk of coupling.

“No, me too,” a voice cut through the intensity, full of greed and longing. “Me too, Jaune – please, me too?”

Having recovered from her orgasm, Blake had rolled onto her back. Her legs were spread wide, knees up with her feet splayed, toes spread as she peeled open her leaking pussy. Jaune groaned as he saw her drenched insides, puffy and drooling, her face desperate.

“Me too~!” she called to him, stretching her labia further with both hands. Her clit was engorged and visibly throbbing. “Give it to me too~!”

Seeing the cool beauty that was Blake Belladonna, spread open and begging pathetically for his cock to rail her was beyond sexy, beyond arousing. It touched a part of him that he didn’t know existed, a part that relished and took pleasure in her desperate pleas, took pleasure in such a debased pose.

Two, three, four – plap, plap, plap, plap and Weiss was done. Jaune groaned as he felt her lithe body lock up, her voice strained and filled with rapture as she screamed.

“Cumming~!” she announced in total bliss. “I’m cumming~!”

It felt like something cracked inside her, spilling thickly through her body like egg yolk. Her vaginal muscles spasmed, her body growing taut as her pussy erupted in a series of wild contractions, her cries caught in her chest. Again and again, her cunt squeezed around his still pistoning member, milking him furiously and sending him spiraling towards his end.

But he wasn’t ready to be done.

There was another pussy that needed fucking.

He pounded Weiss until she was completely senseless, holding back on his end. It was hard. He was so close but the promise of Blake’s begging cries firmed his resolve. Sheathing himself to the hilt, he grinded Weiss’ cervix powerfully before retreating, pulling out of her spasming embrace. His cock flexed angrily, pissed at being denied, his balls furious – but they wouldn’t be, not for long. Jaune watched as Weiss’ pussy gaped at him, void of his length, her asshole pulsing as her inner walls quickly closed up, still in the midst of orgasm.

“Fuck,” he swore.

Without his assistance, Weiss toppled over, twitching as she clutched her tummy, pussy gushing as her mind blowing climax tampered down. Her mouth felt numb, her throat raw, her womb tender and sore. Her muscles hurt – everywhere. But it was a good hurt, brought out by a magnificent fucking.

She never felt more like a woman than at this moment.

“Me too?” Blake continued to plead, presenting her pussy eagerly.

“You too,” Jaune promised roughly, moving towards her. Amber eyes lit up, her face filled with happiness.

He towered above her, his cock throbbing as it dangled above her. A thick strand of pre-cum oozed from the tip and stretched, finally dropping onto her skin. Gripping the base of his dick, he slapped it against her puffy pussy, loud, wet smacks filling the air. Blake moaned, squirming as her engorged flesh rippled from each forceful thwack, their skin sticking together before peeling away wetly.

“Is this what you wanted?” he teased her, loving how expressive her face was. She was usually so reserved and kept things to herself, but now he could read her like a book. Her lustful desire was beautiful. “Do you want this inside you?”

“Mhm~!” she nodded, feeling too much. Even breathing felt hard, the humid, musk filled air drowning her. “Me too~!”

Directing his cock towards her slit, he pressed against her, watching her plush outer labia spread. Blake cooed as he worked his fat crown inside her, popping in messily with a juicy shlick. There was a pinch of pain as her entrance stretched to embrace him, her underused pussy having long forgotten the feel and shape of a cock. Even so, this dick was bigger than any she had taken and as he slid deeper, she cried out.

“Damn, you’re so wet,” he said with a groan, sinking further and further into her heat. He couldn’t help but compare the two girls and their pussies, relishing the differences. Weiss was a lot tighter, her entrance strangling his shaft while she was narrower the deeper he went. Her folds were bumpy and textured, the pleasure robbing him of thought whenever he thrust. Blake’s pussy was puffier, softer almost. It was more like a snug hug rather than the brutal grip of Weiss, her folds plump and smoother.

The roof of her vagina was a different story.

The curvature of his cock forced his glans up against it, the flesh of her g-spot long and rough, sensitive on his crown. Jaune panted as he rocked back and forth against it, marveling how large her sweet spot was, stretching further in, loving the feel of it against his sensitive head. Blake sobbed as he poked her just right, her belly quaking, thighs twitching as sharp sparks of pleasure shot through her body.

Her pussy vibrated around him, almost like it was sucking him.

“This is a good spot, huh?”

Blake mewled, arching her back as her toes spread even wider, her feet straightening as he repeatedly grinded on her g-spot, the thick ridge of his head gouging her out. He was only using half of his cock at most, gently swiveling his hips but that was all that was needed to send her skyrocketing.

“Ahhn~!” Blake moaned, her plump tits heaving as her body rocked with his movements. “Nnngl~! Ah~! OooooouhhhH~!

But as good as it felt, Blake wanted more. She wanted it right where her needy body ached most, begging for him.

“D-Deeper~!” she urged him. “Mm, fuck me deeper~!”

Jaune was more than happy to oblige.

Strong hands fell to her thighs, helping to hold her open as he leaned forward, adjusting the angle. Finding the perfect spot, he thrust in, and Blake sobbed as he speared further, spreading her apart.

“Ahh~!”

Like Weiss, she was narrower here, much tighter than the rest of her pussy. Her folds coiled around him, pulsing, but he was undeterred, welcoming the increase in stimulation as he pulled out before attempting to hilt himself, hissing as he forced his way as far as he could go.

Blake felt the air leave her lungs in a whoosh as his fat cock burrowed deep, striking her cervix firmly, pain roiling in her tummy. Her body grew taut, her eyes widening as he drilled her deepest spot, her mouth falling open as his massive cock impaled her utterly.

It was deeper than anything had ever been. Jaune was touching places that Adam never could, stretching her in ways she never dreamed possible. One of her hands fell to her stomach, cradling her belly, pressing down on the skin, feeling the hard line of his fat dick.

This was what she wanted. Jaune was going to fuck her until she took on his shape, and her past was erased completely, overridden by this burly stud of a cock. This kind, amazing friend of hers was going to screw her senseless.

Blake shuddered, clenching around him desperately.

Jaune huffed, feeling her pussy throb around him. He’d buried himself as far as he could but unlike Weiss, he wasn’t balls deep. A good couple inches still remained, Blake’s vagina much shallower, unable to take the full extent of his cock. Looking at her pussy, desperately spread around his girth, unable to take it all – it was an incredible sight, one that only drove his lust higher.

“Fuck, Blake,” he flexed his length inside her and took pleasure in her shuttered cry. “You can’t fit me. This naughty pussy isn’t deep enough.”

He wasn’t even sure she heard him, her eyes hazy with pleasure. Leaning over her, he claimed her swollen lips roughly, kissing her, her tongue clumsy. Spreading his knees and settling his weight, he began to thrust.

He started careful, pulling out, pushing back in, establishing a smooth, consistent glide. Her juicy cunt sloshed around him as he built up speed, her thighs spread wide as he fucked himself into her. Blake mewled into his mouth, sharp whimpers escaping her whenever he pressured her womb, her vagina squeezing him whenever he went deep. Unlike Weiss, whose cervix felt rigid, the pleasure sharp against his tip whenever he grinded on it, Blake’s was soft, almost sticking to him whenever he touched it.

Almost like her womb and his cock were kissing.

He was already on edge from their blowjobs and then fucking Weiss’ impossibly tight snatch, so he needed to make this quick. He wanted to make her cum with his cock.

Blake shuddered as he ravaged her insides, pummeling her cervix with smooth, timed thrusts that used as much of his length as he could, fucking her deep just the way she wanted. The pleasure was overwhelming, unlike anything she had ever experienced, her body dominated by him completely. Every time he struck her uterus, Blake felt it reverberate through her entire body, muscles tensing as pain and ecstasy melted together as one.

Sex with Jaune... it felt so damn good.

She wanted to pleasure him in return, to use her body to draw out his boiling hot semen but she was completely useless, getting fucked into oblivion. All she could do was moan and cry out, her voice deep, almost grunting like an animal in heat.

“Fuck, Blake, your little pussy feels so good,” he praised her, peering into her fuck drunk eyes. She simply moaned in response, unable to articulate words. “Are you going to cum for me?”

She was. She was going to explode. He kept tapping her just right, that throbbing, hot knot of pleasure on the verge of unraveling. Each deep injection prodded at it, teasing it, not quite enough, taunting her, the pleasure climbing higher and higher.

Blake was scared. Sex had never felt like this.

Her plump tits rolled and bounced from the impact of his thrusts, their alluring movement calling to him. With his right hand, he palmed her breast, squeezing the soft flesh, these tits that had taunted him since he witnessed them in the fresh water spring. His fingers sunk in easily, though he felt a hint of firmness within, around the cap beneath her nipples. Rolling his hand, he teased her puffy areola, feeling her pussy respond to his caresses.

“Do you like it when I play with your nipples?” he asked, tickling the hard nubs before pinching them. She sobbed, thrusting her chest out as her inner walls collapsed around him. “Mmm, your nipples are sensitive like Weiss, huh?”

“Wow, look at her face,” his other lover said, crawling up beside them. Having recovered from her orgasm, she peered at Blake’s rapturous expression with a smug smile. “Jaune, you’re fucking her stupid.”

Blake gasped as Weiss touched her other breast, slender fingers plucking at her nipple.

“Whenever you do that, she tightens up around me,” he groaned. Ice blue eyes dropped to where he was splitting her friend apart, captivated.

“That looks sooo good,” she moaned with envy, even though she’d just had her fill. Her hand moved off Blake’s chest and feathered down her toned stomach, lightly raking her skin as it approached the apex of her spread quim. “Get ready, Blake.”

She couldn’t comprehend what Weiss said but when fingers slid over her throbbing clit, she saw stars. Her hips jerked, something hot rupturing inside her and with a howl of ecstasy, her body shattered, that hot knot shredded as liquid fire poured through her.

“Nnnnggggggggggg~!” Blake seethed, muscles clenched across her entire body, teeth gnashed as beautiful torture erupted with in. “Hnnngggggggg~!”

Jaune swore as she convulsed around his pistoning shaft, throbbing wildly as her pussy surrendered to orgasm. Slamming his hips into her desperately, he felt the end approach as she milked him, desperate for his seed, her plump folds clinging to his crown. A shiver traveled up his spine, an undeniable signal for the end.

The voice of reason told him to pull out but it was so quiet, it may as well have not spoken up at all. Jaune was too consumed by his lust, by the actions of these two beautiful women. There was no hope he would listen. Driven by pure male instinct, he clapped into her with animalistic need, throwing his head back as his balls rose in triumph.

Sealing the tip of his dick against her squishy cervix, his shaft tensed. Weiss swallowed his guttural sound of release as his cock flexed powerfully, his thick, potent sperm racing up his length and spewing from the end in hefty, lancing shots that thudded into her melting womb. Again and again, he gushed into her, filling her faunus womb to capacity, moaning into Weiss’ hot mouth as she kissed him passionately.

Blake squealed as molten heat rushed into her, extending her orgasm as his velvety, burning rounds poured into her deepest spot. It felt like an endless cycle, Jaune’s heaving cock firing for what felt like forever, keeping her climax rolling but finally when the last few shots oozed into her ravaged pussy, it was done.

Blake whined as she felt his long, hard cock retreat, her pussy distraught at the loss. Jaune continued to kiss Weiss, their tongues entwined as he popped out of Blake’s dripping heat, his cock slick with her juices and remnants of his ejaculation. Her pussy gaped lewdly, stretched open from the pummeling his cock delivered before it sealed up tight, her thighs clapping shut as she squirmed in bliss.

Weiss gave his tongue a sturdy suck before pulling away, eyes lidded as she stared into his soul.

“You cum inside her, didn’t you?”

He nodded, breathless.

She gripped his sensitive dick, still rock hard.

“You’re going to cum inside me now,” she demanded.

This was the stuff of dreams, and as Jaune seized her hips and pulled her slight body atop him so she could ride him, he did just that. The three of them fucked well into the evening and through the night, driven by an unquenchable desire. They fucked so hard and often that it pushed the limits of even their Huntsman trained stamina, the three of them entwined as closely as a person could be. He ejaculated inside them countless times, ripping orgasms from their gorgeous bodies until none of them could move any longer.

And only then did slumber claim them, sweaty and exhausted, curled together until a new day dawned.