Yup. I posted more smut even though I said I wouldn't. Go figure.

Warnings for this chapter: Futa, Exaggerated Proportions, Rough

XxMorning WoodxX

It was Yang's morning to make sure Zwei had some food in his bowl before class. Often, forgetting to do so meant that when they came back to their dorm room, it was all torn up and he was in a bit of a panic, to put it lightly. This meant that the breakfast table fell utterly silent when mention of Zwei was made, and lead Yang to groan in realization.

"This is the third time in a row you've forgotten about feeding him," Weiss said as she watched Yang rise, at least relieved to see that she was getting up to go fix her mistake before someone's bed got it again.

"I'll be back in a few minutes, guys, don't worry." Yang figured it would be a quick trip; rushing to her room to fill up the bowl, and then coming back in time to finish her food before class.

As she started to move though, something prodded her on the arm. She turned in surprise to see Jaune looking up at her. "Hey, we let Pyrrha sleep in a bit because of how hard she pushed herself in training last night. While you're over there, do you think you could go in and wake her up for class, please?"

"Sure," Yang said, figuring it would be another quick pit stop; nothing to worry about in any of that, and she could get it all done in more than enough time to enjoy her breakfast. Darting off, she went first to her room, dumping a hurried and accidentally extra generous serving of kibble into Zwei's bowl, one that left an overly large mound of food spilling out of the bowl. It was just food, so she didn't really care too much about that-not when there was a stack of pancakes waiting for her back at the dining hall.

XxBreakxX

Heading next into Team JNPR's room, she figured it wouldn't be a much harder thing to deal with, but that was before she espied Pyrrha sleeping and a suspicious tenting in the blankets atop her body. A tenting positioned in a certain place that led to a worried belief that Yang had seen something she didn't want to see. She moved across the room, almost sheepish as she said, "Pyrrha, Jaune sent me to wake you up for class," and gave the redhead's shoulder a firm nudging. It was in the interest of both of them if she just ignored it and, if asked about it later, seemed confused. That was a good plan.

Pyrrha let out a sleepy groan and shook off her slumber, eyes slowly opening. "Oh, hi Yang," she said weakly, reaching a hand up to brush some hair out of her face and yawn. "Yeah, I asked them to let me skip breakfast and just sneak me out some-oh no!" As her senses came to, the pressure down upon her lap startled her, and the realization quickly dawned upon her that she was hard. Her morning wood was something her supportive teammates understood and didn't think weirdly of her for, but she had only broached the topic to friends she was sharing a room with for the foreseeable future, and Yang was not one let in on the secret. "I'm sorry you had to see that," she said, squirming nervously about, pulling herself upright and bunching up blankets in her lap to hide the bulge.

Yang had never seen Pyrrha's cheeks go so pink before, and the usually composed warrior had a distinctly flustered and nervous edge to her that Yang didn't need much thought to connect the dots on. Sitting down by her beside, she shook her head. "Don't be sorry. Why would you be sorry about that? From what I saw, I think that's big enough to have nothing to apologize for." The words came out before she could even process whether or not they were actually a thing she should be saying, her eyes going wide and her cheeks lighting up as she realized too late what she had said, but by then, it was already out there.

"Uh, thank you," Pyrrha said, eyes darting off to the side in worry, unsure how to respond to such a compliment. She knew that Yang was a fair bit more promiscuous than the average Beacon student, but she stood in contrast as someone who was raised in a more strict and sheltered environment, who decided the best thing to do with her penis was ignore it altogether, as the strange appendage simply proved itself troublesome. "I don't really know what else to say about that, I mostly just wish I didn't have to deal with it."

"Are you serious?" Yang asked, eyes going wide. "Pyrrha, that thing is a gift! If it's even half as big as I think it is judging by that bulge, then you're probably better off than most of the guys around here." She smiled, quickly adapting to the moment and parlaying her slip of the tongue into an attempt to be supportive. And maybe, just maybe, she could squeeze a little bit something extra out of it. "You're not holding back on doing anything or acting on crushes because you're afraid of what they'll think of this, are you?"

Pyrrha nodded slowly, closing her eyes tightly. "Yeah. I'm sorry Yang, but not everyone can be confident about everything like you can. I'm embarrassed by it, and I just wish it wasn't there. It gets in the way, and it's not really good for anything."

"Wow," Yang said, shaking her head. "You could not be more wrong, Pyrrha. You're missing out on a lot by not using it, and... You know what? I want to show you. This is a lot to ask, but uh. Could I?" All this talk of Pyrrha's penis had begun to do things to Yang's loins, and she was suddenly thinking much, much less about breakfast and more about giving her friend the emotional support and physical affection to love this part of herself. And also maybe because she wanted to get drilled, but that was third, fourth most important thing going on here at best.

The offer should have embarrassed Pyrrha, but the look of adoration on Yang's face and the fact that she was already stressed out enough that maybe the chance that Yang was right could relieve some of it combined to push her to nervously accept. "Okay," she said, fidgeting about as she pulled the blankets away, her panties straining in the front with the outline of her cock. "I trust you, Yang, and we can give this a try, I guess." She couldn't believe what she was doing or had any idea how this would go, but she was already deep enough into it that pulling away only seemed the easy way out.

Yang slipped Pyrrha's underwear off, eyes going wide at the glorious cock that swung upward proudly, freed from the confines of her panties. "Wow," she said beneath her breath, swinging around to come from the front as she lay down on her stomach stop the bunched up blankets and between Pyrrha's spread legs. "Just lean back and relax, I'm going to show you what you're missing out on by being ashamed of yourself." Her hand reached forward, the warm touch of her grip making Pyrrha moan and twist a little as Yang leaned down and parted her lips excitedly. She didn't show any hesitation or second thoughts as she went down, treating the massive girlcock before her like any other dick she'd sucked before. Which meant a steady pumping of her hand along the throbbing, veiny shaft while her tongue lapped at the tip, dragging along it with broad, affectionate strokes that coated the turgid flesh in warm saliva. Everything about the fiery blonde was incredible warm, her body heat a surprising but very soothing sensation that helped ease Pyrrha down into comfort.

Licking up from base to tip, Yang felt out the entirety of Pyrrha's shaft. It was bigger than she'd ever dealt with before, which amazed her greatly, and she had no idea how Pyrrha was able to keep something this big hidden, but she imagined she wore shorts designed to do just that. Everything about discovering how unbelievably hung her friend was proved a startling shock to Yang, but she didn't hesitate at all, holding back nothing as she bore forward and went all out on Pyrrha's dick, saving any weird, probing, overly curious questions for after the job was done. Her mouth had better things to do, and the kisses up the underside of Pyrrha's cock showed off those things intently.

Pyrrha had always been too ashamed of her penis to even masturbate with it, which meant that the sensation-starved flesh and all of its ripe nerve endings were lit up brilliantly by the warmth, the wetness, and the strength behind Yang's touch. Her strong tongue and her steady grip proved to be so incredible that she was already groaning and rolling her head back, subjected without warning to something incredible and utterly unexpected. Her hips rocked and her hands reached for Yang's shoulders, nervously holding down onto them. "Wow," was all she could muster as far as proper words went, her eyes wanting to shut tightly and embrace the sensation, but the last thing she wanted to do was pull her gaze away from how Yang looked, licking and kissing at her cock.

Lips parted as Yang's head rolled forward, dragging along the tip until she could get them wrapped tightly and snugly right beneath the swell of her cock head, at which point she had Pyrrha's cock properly in her mouth. A push down began the steady, slow process of fellating the redhead, all the while her purple eyes bright and radiant as she pushed down, moaning needily in the process. She was aflame with desire, but she ignored the way her panties were getting wetter as the arousal swelled within her own body, focusing instead on Pyrrha, on giving her what she so desperately needed. The girl's inexperience was obvious, and the throbbing within her mouth was that of someone who had never even really felt out what their penis could do as far as feelings went, which made it all the more enriching for Yang to be able to go all out and teach Pyrrha how to handle her own body.

Deeper and deeper that cock sank between the tight seal of Yang's lips, moans spilling forward from both girls excitedly as the pleasure throbbed within both of them, a steady growing sensation of lust and need, and while only Pyrrha's was being sated, she was also far, far less capable of enduring the sensations being pulled up. She moaned and twisted on the bed, delighted by the sudden feelings overcoming her, the things she had denied herself for years. Curiosity had always been there, but she her will and her determination ensured that she didn't find the urges so powerful that she couldn't overcome them with minimal effort, something certainly helped by shame and her refusal to even get a taste for what was to come. But Yang had lit up something within her, left all of that pent up frustrations bubbling to the surface, and Pyrrha realized what she had been holding back on all this time, what she had denied herself.

Yang knew that she didn't have forever. Not only was class a lingering specter, an expectation that both of them had to fulfill, but she also didn't know if Pyrrha had the stamina to last much longer in her mouth, or the endurance to go around round. She was, after all, a complete newbie. So she pulled up, a single strand of saliva connecting the cock to her lips as she stared up in delight at the disheveled redhead, smiling. "What do you think so far?" she asked with an excited expression, seeking approval and the green light to continue onward, to press harder on into deeper and more lurid things.

"That was incredible," Pyrrha moaned, head arching back. "But, I wanted to see it through... I've never had an orgasm before, and I thought that-"

"Pfft, don't worry about that," Yang said, pulling up onto her knees and unbuttoning her jacket. She shed it, revealing the yellow crop top beneath that bared not only the depth of her impressive cleavage, but her taut and toned midriff. Her belt went next, and then her shorts and her panties in a single quick push down against her rising body, exposing her plump, damp pussy to Pyrrha, curly blond hairs and all. "I know you haven't, and that why I want your first time to be one to remember. We're going out with a Yang!"

Piercing through the lingering nervousness, Pyrrha let out a genuine laugh at the pun as she nodded, reaching for the oversized shirt she had on and pulling it off. "Okay, I'm ready for this. I trust you, Yang. Let's have a great time together." Her sleepwear was light and practical, but beneath the shirt was nothing; her breasts were freed, and for a moment Yang wasn't sure if she should go for what she had in mind, or just bury her face into that amazing rack and rub her face against the plump skin.

"It's pretty rare that someone has a pair of tits that can make me jealous, but damn." Yang smirked wide as she grabbed hold of Pyrrha's cock, now much wetter than it was the first time she'd seized it, and helped to guide Pyrrha down onto her back. Climbing forward excitedly, she straddled the redhead's lap, bringing the aching cock head up to her puffy mound and taking a deep breath. Very aware that she had never taken something this big before, it was in some ways a bit of a surprise for her even still, but she was set on making the most of it. Leaning down, she moaned as she took Pyrrha into her, sinking slowly down onto that impressive girlcock, which proceeded to fill her up in ways she had simply never been filled before. "Ngh, fuck, that feels even bigger than I thought it would."

"Yeah, wow. You're really tight, Yang." Pyrrha watched in adoration at the gorgeous brawler sank down onto her cock, her hands nervously finding their way to the girl's sides, fretting against her hips before she settled down into a steady grip. Her hands moved with the blonde as she stared, admiring every newly bared inch of skin that Yang had shown her; given the way she dressed, it wasn't an incredible amount, but it was certainly what mattered. "I would really like it if you could take your top off. I'd like to see your breasts too." The little color that such a confession added to her cheeks actually felt exciting; she was expressing a desire and communicating that, something which she knew was a normal part of sex but which she would never have thought to do as she remained so embarrassed and withdrawn over the whole thing. But Yang's outgoing nature was infectious, and she was quickly overcoming her embarrassment and everything she had ever held herself back with.

That brought a smile to Yang's lips, and as she settled down comfortably in Pyrrha's lap, she grabbed at her top, pulling it quickly up and letting her own ample bosom bounce free. She cast the top aside with an exaggerated flick of her wrist before her hands settled onto Pyrrha's own set of abs and began to move. Slowly, at first, letting Pyrrha get used to the sweet friction of a hot, tight, wet pussy dragging along her needy cock, but Yang wasn't a fan of slow. At least not for too long. "Hope you like them," she said happily, arching her back and pushing them forward, knowing that once she picked up speed, they would be bouncing and heaving madly about.

"I do. They're gorgeous. You're gorgeous, Yang. All of you. I'm so glad you talked me into this." She bit her lip as she locked eyes with the blonde; her tits were great, but the affection she looked down at her with was even better, and she moaned as the bounces began. The slowness was good, but speed was even better, and Yang was intent on giving her plenty of that. It didn't take very long at all for her to begin moving faster and get some real oomph behind her motions, the friction quickening and intensifying before long and leaving her only wanting more.

The two girls were perhaps the most physically gifted and capable of their year, strong and fast and more than anything else, durable. Which meant that Yang didn't hold back anything once she got going, soon enough riding Pyrrha's lap hard and fast, moaning hard as her body threw itself into the mad frenzy of indulging in fucking herself atop the redhead's lap. "So good," she moaned. "You have a gift, and I'm glad you're opening up to using it, because-ah, fuck! This is great." Her hands squeezed tighter at Pyrrha's sides as she bounced atop her cock, her breasts heaving and her whole body tensing up as she threw everything into the needy motion. She was aflame with excitement, ready to go all out on Pyrrha and ride the pleasure to its most intense conclusion.

But she stirred something else, too. Pyrrha watched, nearly hypnotized by the gorgeous body in perpetual motion, and she was beginning to be coaxed from her worries perhaps a little more effectively than Yang had been expecting her to. An efficacy so powerful that soon, Pyrrha was beginning to wonder why she was holding back and letting Yang do all the work. Sure, watching her ample breasts bounce was a delight, but what would be even more delightful than taking charge and giving her a hard fucking too? She surprised Yang by sitting upright, startling the blonde with perfect timing.

Caught off guard, Yang wasn't expecting to be driven down onto her back, for Pyrrha's body to press tightly down against hers and pin her to the bed. For her lips to seize hers hungrily and pull her into a deep, long, powerful kiss. But there it all was, so overwhelming and so very, very powerful. Yang met the kiss, one hand reaching with eager delight to grab at some of her crimson hair and keep her there as Pyrrha began to thrust. She may not have had much experience, but she was a physical specimen on a level that Yang could barely fathom, and she didn't find it too difficult to get down to a steady pace. Harsh slams deep into Yang proved that Pyrrha was not only ready to start joining in, but she liked it rough.

Fortunately, Yang loved it rough.

Savage thrusts hilted every inch of throbbing girlcock deep into Yang's quivering, sopping wet pussy, and the moans filling Team JNPR's room were so needy and reckless, but they didn't care. They were consumed by the flare of lust and by the mad desire to throw themselves desperately into working out their frustrations and needs on one another. Pyrrha's body slammed down, not caring about the harsh impact of their hips, as Yang's legs reached around and got tangled up into hers. The hand in Pyrrha's hair was accentuated by the one grabbing at her taut ass, squeezing it tightly and pulling downward in a mad, desperate desire for more. The fire burned hotter and the lust became even more intense as they pushed each other further, not wanting to settle for anything other than the fiercest, most intense sex they could muster.

Pyrrha's turnaround had been swift, but it felt amazing. She moaned madly into Yang's mouth, biting down on her bottom lip as she seized control. She had gone from wishing she didn't have a cock to using it to drill her friend deep and relentlessly, and it all seemed so logical a progression for her. She moaned into the hot mouth pressed against hers, and she didn't even realize what was happening to her body until it was too late. Until her knees tightened and then weakened, the rush of sensation so foreign to her that all she could do was gasp and moan and shiver as her first orgasm ever hit her hard. Her cock twitched and throbbed within the clenching, wet heat of Yang's pussy, and she began to fire off the kind of sizable load that more than befit her humongous cock, flooding the blonde with hot spunk. Pyrrha's whole body seared with excitement as she came, years of denying herself this pleasure catching up as she realized just how much she had been missing out on this whole time. The lightning that jolted down her spine had her body tighten up even further, and her plentiful offering of sperm hadn't seem to have run out yet. She had missed out on so much; denying herself.

It wasn't a mistake she would make again.

Having that massive cock erupt inside of her, the spreading sensation of hot, thick spunk filling her womb, pushed Yang over the edge too, the fierce and fiery blonde climaxing alongside her, louder and writhier and just an overall even bigger mess, as even if she was used to having orgasms left and right, few had ever been quite as incredible as the one Pyrrha gave her. She moaned and bucked and held tightly onto whatever parts of Pyrrha she could hold as she refused to let go of her lips, seizing control of the kiss and making the mad lust that she now felt for the redhead as apparent as possible in those final moments of their lovemaking. The eager pulsations of Pyrrha's cock as it went to work inside her were as clear as day to Yang, the pure virility of the member turning her on even more.

Everything slowed down quickly, and the one time that Yang was okay with slowness was when she and Pyrrha were pressed up against the breathless bodies of one another, shivering and moaning into the lips of someone kissing her faintly. "How do you feel now?"

"Better. More okay with myself now, and... I feel like I've been given a gift," Pyrrha said, breaking away from the lips softly, her fingers running up to brush through Yang's hair a little. "And I don't mean my size, either."

The way that Pyrrha looked down into Yang's eyes made her fidget excitedly, knowing exactly what Pyrrha meant by that, the emotional impact of what they had done and the clear feelings now surging up to the surface. Feelings that Yang wanted to show her by leaning up and giving her a slow, soft kiss, only for her eyes to settle onto the clock and the time it read.

"Yang Xiao Long is the gift that keeps on giving; I guarantee it." The mood was then ruined when she actually processed what was on the clock "Shit, we're late."

XxBreakxX

"Miss Xiao Long, Miss Nikos," Glynda said curtly as the two girls came in late. Their uniforms were put on in a bit of a hurried, frantic state, but she paid little mind to anything but the fact they were late. "You two are both fifteen minutes late, so after class you will be staying behind for fifteen minutes; I hope you both have good reasons to be late."

"I'm sorry, Professor Goodwitch," the two said as they took their usual seats in the class and kept their head low.

But all was not subtle for everyone. Blake sniffed about, taking a moment to figure out what she was picking up on before her eyes went wide. She whispered lowly, "Did you and Pyrrha-"

"Shush," Yang said, groaning as she fished out her book. "Not another word out of you."

"You smell like sex. You smell like someone who spent their whole night having sex."

"Go on," Yang said with a smile. She looked back over her shoulder, catching Pyrrha taking a moment of pause from pulling out her own books to flash a loving smile Yang's way. "Make fun of me for getting laid, Blake. Keep going; at least I'm getting some."

XxEndxX

Next Chapter: "Romantic Dates, ft. Blake"
Estimated Release: May 21st