Stranded 018 (Patreon)

The first thing Blake felt when she woke was an insistent ache, deep in her belly. She groaned in discomfort, shifting her hips, a small hiss escaping her as her tender crotch throbbed. Her throat was bone dry and when she attempted to open her eyes, it was a struggle. Her eyelids felt like they weighed a ton, her vision blurry as she tried to blink the sleep from her eyes.

Rolling away from the hot body pressed along her front, she cupped her belly, rubbing it in soothing circles. She felt out of sorts, her skin feeling soiled, old sweat making her feel unclean. It took her a few seconds to realize that she was completely naked and with that revelation came a host of memories, rushing through her like an unrelenting tidal surge.

She sat up, suddenly wide awake, a groan of pain escaping her at the movement. Fire bloomed in her tummy, her head swinging around in horror. Sprawled together, naked as the day they were born, slept Jaune and Weiss, the heiress snuggled into his bare chest, one of her toned, shapely legs thrown over his hip. Involuntarily, her eyes moved down, heart jumping at the sight of Jaune’s flaccid cock. Even soft, it was on the larger side, resting against his thigh appearing innocent.

It was anything but.

Blake’s heart began to race as she recalled the events of the previous day and night, the feelings of lust and ecstasy, the overwhelming pleasure she had experienced. The soft skin of Weiss, the taste of her mouth. Jaune’s rough hands and his ridiculous cock, plundering her insides remorselessly. Her abused slit twinged with the memory, and when she looked down, Blake saw the evidence of their passion. Bruises littered her skin in the shape of his fingers, digging deep into her flesh. Her vulva was flushed red and still damp, her inner thighs sticky with her own lust and Jaune’s thick discharge.

Trembling, Blake touched her pussy and crooned, beyond sensitive. When she pulled her fingers away, they were slick with cum. Her sore hole was leaking it; profusely.

Just how much had he come inside her?

...he’d cummed inside her...

Blake wasn’t on the pill. Not because she didn’t want to be or because it caused her nasty side effects but because it didn’t work with faunus. There were other forms of contraceptives like an IUD but she hadn’t bothered. After Adam, she hadn’t been looking for a relationship, physical or otherwise. She hadn’t been planning to have sex.

If it did happen, there were always condoms.

Not on a deserted island.

Panic overrode sense and she scrambled for the door, rushing outside. It was early morning, the sun having only just risen above the horizon, the heat blunted by a cool ocean breeze. Completely nude, she stormed down the beach and only realized her continued state of undress when she neared the water.

What had they done?

Jaune and Weiss were together. They were together and she’d... she’d had sex with him! Mind blowing, primal fucking that reduced her to nothing more than a panting, moaning beast as he took her again, and again, and again with that massive thing he called a cock. Blake shivered, recalling the way it burrowed into her, cleaving her apart, stretching her beyond her limits. How deep it fucked her, ravaging her in a way she didn’t believe possible, even with all the smutty stories she liked to read. It didn’t prepare her for reality.

She’d been well and truly fucked. Jaune had rocked her world.

She’d even begged for it. Blake groaned, covering her face. She’d pleaded with him to fuck her, spreading her pussy like some sort of slut. She’d thrown away any dignity and had felt zero shame, presenting her sodden quim while imploring him to rail her.

It was wrong. They shouldn’t have. Not just because of the danger of pregnancy of which was very high, just how many times had he blown his load inside her? But because he wasn’t hers. He belonged to Weiss! He was her boyfriend now.

Blake had no right to him!

But Weiss had been right there. Weiss had kissed her, and toyed with her clitoris – more than once. Weiss had watched while Jaune fucked her stupid and she had watched while Jaune fucked Weiss, over and over, rag-dolling that slim, petite body to the point where she was surprised he didn’t break her.

Blake moved closer to the tide line, allowing the water to flow over her toes and feet. Feeling raw in more ways than one, she moved deeper until the calm ocean waters enveloped her up to her waist.

It wasn’t just the fucking that was getting to her.

She tried to push the thought away but she couldn’t. The way Jaune had looked at her, as if she was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Even amongst the passion and lust that clouded his eyes, she had been more within. The care, the love – she wanted to deny it, it was just her mind playing tricks on her, but then that would mean that was what she wanted to see.

That she wanted him to love her. Love her the way he loved Weiss.

She didn’t... she...

“Fuck,” she forced out between clenched teeth. “Fuck! You idiot!”

She punched the water but felt no better for it.

“What were you thinking?” she hissed, punching it again. Droplets splashed against her cheeks. “You fucking fool. You – You stupid, desperate girl!”

Again and again, she hit the water, first with her firsts, then with her palms, slapping it hard enough to sting. She did it until she slumped, exhausted, her breathing coming out in ragged pants. Sinking down to her neck, she felt tears begin to gather in her eyes.

“I like him,” she finally admitted, wretchedly. It didn’t bring her comfort. How could it? It didn’t matter if they’d been intimate. He was with the girl of his dreams, the woman he had desired with all his heart for so long. What was Blake, compared to that? A fun fuck, that was all. “Damn it, I love him.”

She wanted to scream and so she did just that, dunking her head beneath the water and venting all of her frustration, anger and bliss. Because even though this situation was fucked up beyond belief, as much as she knew it was wrong and a mistake, she could never regret what had happened.

It meant something to her, even if it meant nothing to him.

And Weiss... she didn’t even know how to begin to unpack that.

Being attracted to her teammate was one thing. Engaging in all of that? That was something else. Kissing her had felt just as good as kissing Jaune. Feeling those soft hands on her skin, those slender fingers toying with her intimate places...

...maybe she was just a gigantic pervert, after all. Yang was right. She was porn-brained. Just one horny kitty cat.

“There you are,” a familiar voice called, and Blake tensed. “I was wondering where you went.”

She didn’t want to turn but when did her body ever listen to what she wanted?

Weiss Schnee glowed as only a well satisfied woman could. Like Blake, her body was marked with welts and bruises, and on her neck, Blake saw a particularly vicious love bite, red and purple, inflamed. She walked with a slight limp but was no less graceful, slipping into the water effortlessly like a swan gliding across a still lake, her small, upturned breasts capped with red raw nipples.

Blake could recall sucking on those nipples with a desperation that bordered on obsessive. The sounds Weiss had made...

Weiss spotted where she was looking at once and smirked. “Hungry?” she joked.

Blake flushed.

“I...” she didn’t know what she wanted to say.

I’m sorry? This shouldn’t have happened?

Whatever it was, it was lost as Weiss slipped into her space and embraced her, her beautiful face filled with love as she said, “Morning.”

“Uh – morning,” she shivered as those soft, small hands caressed her waist and hip. “Weiss, what...?”

“You’re up in your head again, aren’t you?” she said knowingly, cutting straight to it. “Blake, you think far too much.”

“That’s a bit rich, coming from you, isn’t it?”

Weiss was the queen of overthinking things.

Her teammate giggled. “I suppose it is. If we were back home, I’m sure I’d be fretting over all the small details. I won’t deny that. But Blake – you’ve forgotten something.”

“What?”

“We aren’t home right now,” those gorgeous eyes glittered in the light of the sun. “We’re here.”

“It’s not that simple,” she instantly pushed back, shaking her head.

“It can be,” Weiss returned simply. “What happens here, on this island – it can stay here. Between us.”

“How can you be okay with this?” Blake just didn’t understand it. The constant pushing for her to accept her feelings, sharing her boyfriend with her – this wasn’t the Weiss Schnee she knew. “How can you possibly be okay with Jaune... with him having sex with me?”

“I don’t know,” Weiss shrugged, a very unsatisfying answer. “But he wasn’t the only one that had sex with you. I was right there.”

“This isn’t normal.”

“No,” Weiss agreed. “No, it isn’t. Does that matter?”

“Doesn’t it?”

Again, she shrugged. “I had fun.”

Why was she being so calm about all this!?

“Weiss, this is serious! Are you honestly telling me you were fine with everything that happened?”

The first hint of doubt crossed her face, though it wasn’t for the reason Blake thought.

“Maybe not everything,” she admitted with a sigh. “As much as I wanted it and as good as it felt, it was unwise for Jaune to ejaculate inside us.”

Blake gaped at her.

Was she being serious right now?

“Being a teen mom isn’t exactly on my list of things to do with my life,” she continued. “But what is done is done. There is no point in agonizing over it. Best case, we aren’t pregnant. Worst? Well, we’ll have to deal with that when it comes.”

Blake opened her mouth furiously but Weiss pinned her with such a look that the words caught in her throat.

“As for everything else,” her face softened. “What if I said I like you too?”

Blake didn’t know how to answer that.

“I won’t lie and say I’m in love with you,” Weiss continued when it was clear she wasn’t going to say anything. “I love Jaune. He is the man I want to be with. What I feel for him, I’ve felt for no one else. But that doesn’t mean I don’t love you in a different way,” Weiss’ hand rose out of the water and cupped her cheek. “I love you as a teammate, a friend – one of my closest friends. I’m attracted to your beauty and cool demeanor, and how easy it is to fluster you even though you try not to show it. I love the conviction you have when you speak about your people. I love that you see Jaune how I do – as the amazing, kind man that I really don’t deserve. I love that you agonize over those feelings because you don’t want to hurt me. It might be different, but I really like you, Blake. A lot.”

She was rendered speechless.

“I don’t know how Jaune feels,” Weiss looked away. “I know he is attracted to you. He wouldn’t have done those things with you if he wasn’t. He wouldn’t look at you the way he does if he didn’t find you beautiful. But I can’t tell you if he loves you that way. Only he knows that.”

“And how would you feel?” she finally got out. “If he does love me like that?”

Blake was shocked at how resolute her gaze was when they locked eyes once more. There was not a hint of doubt there.

“Then you are one of the luckiest women in the world. We both are. I trust Jaune like few people I’ve ever met. When he tells me he loves me, I know it to be the truth, and so I am unafraid. He isn’t the type of person to lie about that.”

“...you’re serious.”

Weiss smiled, genuinely. “I am.”

“But what happens when we go back?”

“We will deal with that when it happens. But right now, let’s live in the present.”

Was it really that simple?

If Weiss could accept all of this, could she?

She made it sound so easy.

“I just feel...” she didn’t know how to explain it. “So out of control. I can’t believe we did that.”

Weiss laughed. “Well, we were helped along a little bit.”

Blake tilted her head. “What do you mean?”

“Lytass, that fruit we’ve been eating. They’re said to have aphrodisiac properties.”

Blake stared at her.

“What?”

Weiss appeared completely unconcerned. “It isn’t an exact science. In fact, there is great debate about whether aphrodisiacs even work or if it is entirely placebo,” then she smirked haughtily. “Though I think we’ve confirmed that it holds some truth.”

“Weiss, why didn’t you say anything?” Blake demanded.

She shrugged her slender shoulders, attempting to appear cute and unthreatening but Blake now knew the truth. This girl was not to be trusted. “It’s a valuable source of food. I didn’t want anyone to feel like they couldn’t eat it. It is perfectly safe.”

“We drugged ourselves!”

Weiss scoffed. “Don’t make it sound so dramatic.”

“I’m not! We literally did it!”

“We just need to be careful how much we consume in the future, that’s all,” then she paused. “Or... not? I’m fine either way.”

Unbelievable. Her teammate was unbelievable.

“Please say something in the future,” Blake groaned. “Maybe you don’t mind acting like a – a beast in heat, but I don’t want Jaune to see me that way.”

“I’m sure he didn’t mind,” Weiss shot her a coy look. “No, I’m positive he didn’t. I’m sure he found it a massive turn on.”

“It’s embarrassing!”

“You’re quite captivating when you act so desperate. It’s cute.”

Blake splashed her in the face.

She wanted to be mad but she just wasn’t. No, this talk had been freeing in more ways than one. The panic was gone, as was the shame. She still felt a little weird about it but – she sighed. Weiss was right. Maybe she was overthinking things. No one was being hurt, right? Weiss certainly wasn’t and while Blake didn’t like opening herself up and being vulnerable, there were no better people to be vulnerable around, were there? Jaune would never hurt her, and neither would Weiss.

Not like Adam had.

Something must have shown on her face because Weiss was suddenly kissing her, a sweet, chaste peck of the lips that Blake instinctively chased.

Weiss hummed, opening her mouth and that chaste kiss quickly turned passionate, their tongues moving together languidly, savoring each other unlike the day before. Blake shivered as Weiss’ fingers tickled her sides, her body squirming as she laughed between wet sucking smacks.

“Weiss, don’t,” she giggled.

“How about here?” Weiss asked hotly, gently cupping her breasts. Blake arched her back as she squeezed her chest, rolling her wrist and massaging the deep tissue of her sensitive tit. “Is this better?”

Blake laced her fingers through Weiss’ beautiful white hair, pulling her further in. Sweet mewls passed between them, their nude bodies sliding together. Her skin erupted in goosebumps when she felt Weiss’ hard nipples brush against her.

She was having trouble thinking, her heart pounding rapidly in her ears. Grabbing the slender slope of Weiss’ waist with her other hand, it crept around to the small of her back and then down, palming that sculpted bubble butt.

“Well this is a pleasant surprise.”

Blake quickly pulled away, panting for breath. Weiss spun around.

Jaune stared at them with a massive grin, the water lapping around his knees.

“Don’t let me stop you,” he said, his eyes looking so blue. “I was enjoying that.”

He didn’t need to tell them, they could see it. Blake felt her belly quake at the sight of it, his huge, domineering cock at half mast and growing still. He looked undeniably sexy, body bare, those lean, hard muscles on full display in the light of the newly risen sun. Just as he had left his mark on their bodies, they had left theirs on him. Long red welts, bunched in threes and fours – the remnants of their nails scratching across his skin. Bite marks, purpling beautifully, one particular one on his thigh, near the juncture of his pelvis.

She couldn’t remember doing that but she somehow knew that had been her.

Perhaps the only regret she had was that she couldn’t remember so much of what happened, she’d been so consumed. Probably because of the fruit, her senses overworked, brain turned to mush as Jaune ravaged her.

“Good morning,” Weiss greeted happily. “Join us. The water feels amazing.”

He moved closer, walking deeper until that wonderful cock was submerged, followed by his rugged abs.

“I was worried when I woke up and found myself alone,” he said. “I thought maybe...”

That there had been regrets, went unsaid.

“Not at all,” Weiss assured him, holding out a hand. He took it gladly, moving in behind her, those powerful arms wrapping around her slim body. Weiss bit her lip, wiggling against him. “Blake was just a little overwhelmed, that’s all.”

Blake flushed as his kind eyes fell on her.

“Blake,” he said. “Tell me if I overstepped.”

“You didn’t,” she said quickly. “I should be asking you that. I was the one that...” she looked away, unable to face him while thinking that. “Jaune – I don’t regret it.”

“You don’t?”

She shook her head. “I don’t. I – I know it’s weird but Weiss has been annoyingly persistent. She says she is okay... with all of us... like this.”

“Weiss?”

“She likes you,” Weiss said simply. “Just in case you hadn’t figured it out already. Blake isn’t a slut, so don’t go thinking that.”

“I wasn’t,” he said defensively. “I really wasn’t. I just... don’t know what is going on.”

“That makes two of us,” Blake grumbled.

“She likes you,” Weiss repeated. “Do you like her?”

Blake quickly looked his way, wanting to see his face. He appeared troubled.

“Weiss, I love you. I know I’ve said it before but I want you to know that I mean it.”

His voice was serious.

“Don’t be silly, I know—”

“I mean it,” he cut her off. He pulled away from her and turned her around so she was facing him, his eyes intense. “I love you so damn much. When we met, you were just that beautiful, haughty girl who I wished to know better and now that I have, I’m so happy that you let me. You’re everything I thought you were underneath that prickly exterior and so much more. Kind and loving, and fun. Smart. Level headed, though I’ve seen your emotions get the best of you at times because you feel so much. You are magnificent.”

Weiss looked up at him, speechless. Blake felt a well of affection build up inside her, watching the emotions play out on her teammates face. Jaune had completely blown her away.

“I love you,” he repeated sternly. “You are the woman of my dreams. So when you ask me if I like Blake, it isn’t so easy to answer.”

She felt nervous, her heart leaping into her throat. Those deep eyes turned on her and she felt like she was being crushed, drowned beneath the waves of the sea that brought them here.

“Beautiful and passionate,” he told her. “You have a big heart but even more so than Weiss, I feel like you’re afraid to show it. An idealist who tries to appear cynical,” he smiled gently. “You’ve inspired me more than once. With your poise and conviction. I’m so happy that I have you in my life.”

When he looked at her like that, she could almost believe...

“Do I like you?” he asked them both. “Yeah. I think I do. Do I love you?”

The air stilled.

“Am I in love with you?” he sighed. “I don’t know. It’s different to how I feel about Weiss, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t real. I was raised in a very traditional household, Blake. Maybe this is a bit strange hearing this from a guy but I wouldn’t just have sex with anyone, no matter how pretty they are. I have to care about them. Deeply.”

God, she couldn’t breathe.

“But I won’t pretend like yesterday wasn’t... the greatest day of my life,” he rushed out with a half-laugh. “That was the sort of thing every guy dreams of but knows would never happen. I – don’t know how that even happened.”

“We were drugged.”

Jaune blinked. “What?”

“Weiss drugged us.”

“No, I didn’t,” she groused. “She’s mad because I didn’t inform her that Lyass are said to contain aphrodisiac properties. It isn’t an exact science!”

“Oh,” he said. “That’s why I felt so... hot.”

Blake pointed. “Exactly!”

“Well... whatever the case, that doesn’t change what I said,” and suddenly, he was moving her way. He grabbed her wrist, his fingers encircling her arm effortlessly. He was so big. “I know this is weird and everything, but I want to do right by you.”

He turned his head to look at Weiss. “Both of you.”

“Remember you just caught us kissing,” Weiss said bluntly. “I think you know where we stand on this.”

“What happens on the island, stays on the island,” Blake said softly. “That’s what Weiss told me.”

He frowned. “And after?”

“We’ll deal with that when it comes,” Weiss moved in behind him, pressing her naked body to his back.

“If people find out about this...” he trailed off.

“Scandal,” Blake deadpanned. “It’ll be front page news in at least two kingdoms,” she paused. “Probably three since we all attend Beacon, so Vale will get in on it. It... won’t be pretty.”

“Does that bother you?” Jaune directed this at Weiss. “Can you afford something like that, being the heiress to the Schnee Dust Company?”

“Honestly?” she clicked her tongue. “It isn’t the greatest. People will spin it in the worst possible ways. Nothing gets clicks like a negative hit piece,” she then kissed him on the back. “But I have some tricks up my sleeve, so don’t count me out. If people do find out, I’ll be ready for it.”

Blake wasn’t sure why but that made her feel a little nervous. Just what did Weiss have planned for that eventuality?

Jaune suddenly jumped.

“Weiss?” he asked, voice dropping low. “What are you...?”

“This guy needs a reward,” it took Blake a moment to realize what was happening, her eyes darting down. The clear waters allowed her to see Weiss’ hands moving along Jaune’s growing length, stroking him from base to tip as he swelled rapidly. “It was so good to us last night.”

Blake shivered as her tender core clenched. God, what was Weiss thinking? How could she even think about a repeat performance so soon after everything they’d done together? She didn’t think her pussy could take another thrashing like that.

“That guy is a little sensitive,” Jaune said, head tilting back as Weiss continued to work him over.

“Oh, is he? How about we kiss it better, then? Blake?” Weiss peered at her with hooded eyes. “Help me out?”

She hated that she moved without thinking, reaching for his impressive erection, grasping it firmly. It throbbed powerfully and she felt a rush run through her, feeling giddy as their hands pumped him, bumping together until he was at full mast. He really was ridiculously big, his flaring crown wide and fat. Blake focused her attention there, polishing the tip with her palm, watching the pleasure play out on his handsome face.

“Can’t neglect these guys,” Weiss said sweetly, cupping his balls and giving them a gentle squeeze. “They fired so much into us, have they refilled yet?”

Jaune groaned as she rolled his testicles, jostling their payload, his cum churning. “If you aren’t careful, you’ll find out.”

Weiss giggled before pulling at him. “Come on. We can’t kiss it here.”

Were they really going to do this again? Blake was beginning to see that Weiss was a little insatiable. Though she couldn’t exactly blame her when Jaune had a body like this, her eyes devouring his lean form as they moved out of the water and back onto the beach, tanned skin glistening. His cock jutted from his pelvis lewdly, curved upwards and leaking from the tip, the veins knotted along his shaft.

Blake felt her mouth go dry. He was such a vision of masculinity and it appealed to her deeply, a heady lust building as her sore crotch dampened.

Weiss knelt in front of him, giving the tip a chaste peck. His dick bounced in excitement.

Blake quickly joined her.

She was gone.

This was her life now.

She didn’t hate it.

Sharing a look, they moved in as one, their tongues flicking against his taut, heated skin. At first, all they could taste was the remnants of sea water but it wasn’t long until that familiar, strong musk filtered through, calling to their primal instincts. Burying her nose against the base of his shaft, she inhaled deeply, licking and sucking at his scrotum, mewling when one of his hands fell atop her head and began patting her ears, a tremor running down her spine.

“He did all that to us and look how hard it still is,” Weiss said between wet, messy kisses, slurping up and down the side of his cock. Her small, slender tongue darted out and lapped at the large root running along the underside, bathing him in her saliva.

When she worked her way up to his glans, Weiss slurped him into her mouth, her soft lips parting around his sensitive tip. Blake felt his balls tense, lifting as she continued to lick at them, taking one into her mouth and tugging on it, applying sturdy suction. Hearing the wet, sloppy sounds of Weiss giving Jaune a blowjob right next to her caused her pussy to begin leaking, her crotch begging to be touched.

Blake squeezed her tits before allowing her hand lower, stroking her belly before going straight for the prize. Cupping her pussy, she slowly rubbed her tender slit from hole to clit, her fingers quickly becoming slick with her juices. Peeling back the hood of her clitoris, she moaned as she toyed with her little pearl, the vibrations passing through the bursting testicle in her mouth. Jaune made a sound of pleasure, the hand on her head twitching and she moaned again, stronger this time, swirling her tongue aggressively.

Meanwhile, Weiss lashed his glans with furious swipes, savoring his taste as he leaked pre-ejaculate into her mouth. Tightening the seal of her lips, she bobbed her head in short, sharp movements, sucking strongly as she tormented his fat crown. If he looked down, Jaune would have seen her eyes cross as her lips stretched lewdly, her mouth barely able to contain his girth. With one hand, she grabbed and pumped his shaft, jerking him off into her molten mouth while the other teased her small breasts, plucking at her nipples until they ached.

“That feels so good,” Jaune praised them, muscles tense. He stuck out his hips, almost like he was presenting more of his cock. “Fuck, Weiss – yeah, right there. Right there.”

She’d found a particularly sensitive spot under the curve of his head, her tongue flicking and writhing against it. His cock throbbed in pleasure, fire pooling in his loins as everything tightened in bliss.

Pulling off his balls, Blake started to make her way north, kissing and nipping at his pelvis before meeting Weiss’ stretched lips. Rubbing their cheeks together, Weiss gave one, final powerful suck before slurping off the end of his member with a loud pop.

“Your turn,” she said and Blake dove in, taking him into her mouth.

She felt more in control of her actions this time, unaffected by any strange island fruit. Weiss continued to stroke his shaft as Blake swallowed him deeper, lowering her head until his glans pressed against the back of her throat. Almost gagging, she pulled up before going deep again, letting him taste the tight seal of her throat before pulling back.

“I think he likes that,” Weiss said breathlessly and looking up, Blake saw what she meant. His eyes were almost completely black, his iris swallowed by the inky darkness of his pupil. Keeping her eyes upturned and trained on him, Blake attempted to throat him, coughing around his girth as she almost dislocated her jaw.

Fuck, he was so damn thick.

When his cock flexed, she was forced to pull off him entirely, saliva spewing from her mouth as she nearly choked. The sound she made was obscene, his cock drenched her saliva as she covered her mouth, coughing.

“Easy,” he said, stroking her head soothingly. “Careful.”

Weiss grinned before leaning in, lapping at his flushed cock head like it was a lollipop. When Blake got her breathing under control, she joined her, their tongues swirling and laving his glans. Meeting each other around his cock, they shared a kiss with his meat right in the middle.

“Oh fuck,” he said, voice rough with desire. “That looks so good.”

They both giggled and continued to kiss around his cock, slurping at him hungrily. Watching them make out with his dick between their lips was incredible and it wasn’t long until he felt the stirrings of orgasm build, the base of his shaft tightening in preparation.

“Mmm – shhhlrrrthup – mmmhhh – ah~! It’s getting harder,” Blake said, her body trembling as she continued to play with her clit. Her own orgasm was building quickly, her tender core melting rapidly. Tasting him, tasting Weiss on his cock, her fingers expertly stroking her clit – it was more than enough.

“Are you going to shoot?” Weiss asked in excitement, her slick thighs pressing together as her tiny pussy squeezed. “Mmm – shhhlrrup~! Thhhlllrrrruppp~! Mmmhhh – give it to us, we want it~!”

Their tongues became manic, desperately searching for his cum. Flicking and swirling and twisting around his glans, lapping at him furiously, eagerly. Their plush, soft lips sucking at him on either side, applying the most wonderful pressure. When they both sealed their lips together around his glans and sucked with everything they had, the intense pleasure pushed him over the edge.

“Ahh, fuck – here it comes,” he panted, fingers threading through their hair. “Mmm – fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

That only egged them on, slurping and sucking until with a mighty flex, Jaune groaned as his climax crested. Swelling between them, Jaune felt his hot, boiling load rocket up his shaft. Weiss caught the first shot, nudging Blake aside and wrapping her lips around the tip. It lanced into her mouth powerfully, a fat, thick volley that gushed across her tongue heavily. Then Blake was there, catching the second, sucking him in the midst of orgasm, siphoning his semen straight from his heaving balls.

Again and again, they alternated positions, their scorching mouths milking the cum from his body with sturdy, soul rending sucks, their moans of bliss as his thick musk jetted into their mouths filling the air. Blake drowned in the taste of him, salty and a little bitter, the taste of a young, virile man.

Weiss took as much as she could before pulling off him, mouth fit to bursting as Blake slurped up what remained, his cock tensing and releasing the last of his cumshot. Opening her mouth, Weiss showed off the impressive catch she had before swallowing, almost choking.

“Uugh – it’s so thick,” she moaned, massaging her throat as she shivered. She couldn’t breathe without tasting him, his cum burning a trail down her throat and into her stomach. “Mmm – there’s so much of it.”

Blake pumped his cock firmly, lips pursed around the end, collecting the last few drops before pulling off. Like Weiss, she opened her mouth and Jaune saw the evidence of his heavy load but before she could swallow it, Weiss was kissing her.

Blake made a sound of surprise, almost choking as she swallowed impulsively. Weiss licked into her mouth, their cum stained lips molding together as they swapped jizz in a lustful, passion driven kiss. Her mouth almost felt numb, her throat clogged as Weiss plundered her and with a throb between her legs, a small orgasm rolled through her body, the fingers on her clit pausing as her cunt clenched and throbbed weakly.

Weiss swallowed Blake’s soft mewls and whines, as well as the thick batter she managed to steal. Finally pulling away, she stared at Blake’s slack, slightly cum drunk face before glancing up at Jaune. She knew she probably looked the same as Blake, completely drunk on his seed.

The desire on his face was clear.

“Yum,” she managed to get out.

Jaune’s cock jerked in response.