Ladies and gentleman...Bumbleby and Their Slaying Knight!

It was a beautiful Saturday morning in the village surrounding Vale. It was the type of day in which there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Spring was slowly crawling from under the blankets of the melting snow. The sound of birds chirping at a nearby tree signified that winter was dying and spring was here to stay from the time being.

In a particular townhome in an ordinary quiet suburban neighborhood, a different tune was motioning within. The sound of 909Memphis was serenading the home along with the smell of fresh coffee and burning cinnamon incense. Breakfast was on the table but it was left unattended. Sounds of laughter and moans were looming from the adjacent bedroom nearby the kitchen.

Within the confines of the bedroom, there were two good friends who decided to have a little fun. A little morning delight.

Her lips brushed Blake. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. Blake wanted to pull away before she lost myself but she couldn't seem to. In that minty moment, the brunette's senses have been seduced and she could no longer think straight.

"Baby" she whispered slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savor them. Blake smiled, her heart fluttering at Yang's voice as she clasped her hands on either side of Yang's face. Never before has her name ever felt so wonderful a one, she thought, as she leaned in for another.

Yang smiled as she returned to Blake. She went next to the Faunus and began gently patting her pants where her pussy resided. Blake instantly moaned on contact. Amazing by the reaction, Yang rubbed harder. She did a few strokes but decided to go further. Blake tried to resist, but she was unable to move. Yang continued rubbing her pants as Blake moaned deeper. She reached over Blake's pants and took them off, exposing her damp, silky blue panties.

"Sexy panties," said Yang. "Saving them for someone special, or saving them for me?"

"If you are the special one, then this kitty has found it," cried Blake as she gave the blonde a wink.

"With pleasure," replied Yang as she rubbed Blake's pussy. She rubbed all over her panties. She knew the right places to stimulate her.

"Jesus, you're beautiful. You are making me really my pussy drown with those gorgeous tits," replied Yang before starting to kiss her breasts. She had her hand on one and her mouth on the other, tugging it with her fingers around her areolas. Blake winced, only exciting the blonde as she continued. With both of her extremities bound, there was nothing she could do but to endure Yang's advances.

Yang went and began kissing Blake against her neck. Blake felt her rough tongue against her neck. Since she wasn't used to it, she couldn't help how pleasurable it was. Admittedly, she was hitting all of the right places. And it took a woman to know the best spots, she thought. As much as she tried to resist, she gave in and embellished herself in the pleasure.

"What's this," asked Yang as she noticed that Blake's body was relaxing and no longer tense. "Am I see my little kitten relaxed?" She placed her hand back on Blake's pussy. By now, it was throbbing and swollen with sweet nectar.

"This is more like it," said Yang as she began rubbing herself in her pussy, "Show me more of yourself, my little kitten."

"Meow," she purred.

Yang reached for her strap-on and rubbed herself against Blake's pussy. She used her dick to playfully tease her clit for a few moments while the Faunus was begging in frustration.

"Be gentle with me please," urged Blake. She closed his eyes, preparing for Yang's weapon.

"I will, Blake." She kissed her forehead. It felt sweet, giving her confirmation and assurance that everything was going to be okay. "I will be gentle with you always."

She positioned her dick to her cavern. She took her time. No longer being playful, she didn't want to have any pain as she entered. Blake stared at Yang. Seeing her eyes into the night gave her a feeling of being in a calm, tranquil sea. A sea that she wanted to be surrounded time after time after time.

She squirmed as she felt Yang enter. She grabbed on to the blonde's shoulders. Yang shifted her body to accommodate Blake's tightened cavern. She kept pressing forward. She saw the Faunus biting her lip each time she put it further.

"Are you okay," questioned Yang, being calm, quiet as possible.

"I am okay," confirmed Blake. "You can go a bit rougher. Just a bit."

Yang closed her eyes. She pressed to Blake's soft lips. They enveloped their lips, sealing the deal of their bond as she began thrusting into Blake's swollen pussy.

"You like this, baby," asked Yang while she rubbed one of Blake's supple breasts.

"Yes, make me your girl, baby. Harder, I want you to cream this snatch," replied Blake as she enjoyed the pleasure of Yang.

Blake began playing with her hair. She was biting her lips. She was laughing in excitement. She was so bewildered that she had appeared to have gone mad from the pleasure she was receiving from Yang, the woman who was her classmate and occasional rival.

Suddenly, Yang's juices were leaking from her pussy. The juices served as a lubricant for Blake as she thrust and drilled into her dick. "Change positions," she begged Yang. Yang got on the ground as Blake started riding Yang's dick like a cowgirl.

The girls were entranced by their pleasure. Engaged in this forbidden act of pleasure of the same sex. Blake tilted her head, embellished in the ecstasy. Her smile spread until she saw something distracting her. Yang felt Blake's body losing grip. She, too, turned to see what distracted her Faunus.

They noticed the knob of the closed bedroom door rattling. A few seconds later, the door opened, revealing another quite familiar stranger. They watched the blonde-haired boy entered and closed the door. The blonde looked exhausted. He smelled of old coffee cake and pancake batter. The clothes he was wearing was covered in what looked like to be crumbs.

Whatever or however he looked, the girls were in smiles.

"Jaune!" The girls were rambunctious, happy and giggling as they saw their blonde returned home. Judging by the name tag on his chest, he had just returned home from work.

"Jesus, Blake, Yang!" Jaune took off his shoes and tossed them to the side. The blonde didn't pay it any mind to the naked girls as he sat on the foot of the bed. He wiped his face. His mind was on getting a hot bath and heading to sleep.

"I thought you girls were going to be busy looking for a job. Not getting busy doing a job," replied Jaune as he began massaging his feet. It wasn't long when he felt the woman's touch on his shoulder. Smelling the honeydew shampoo, he knew it had to be the Faunus.

"Aww, hard day at work got you being grumpy pants?" Blake teased him was gripping her hands on his shoulders. She buried her face into his hair, blowing gently and kissing his neck. "That's okay. Your big sisters are going to take care of the hardworking man."

Yang came from around them and worked her way to the floor. She purred as she clenched her teeth onto his socks. "That's right, Blake. Sorry for not following our task, baby. Let me make it up to you." She gave a Cheshire grin. "Have you eaten any breakfast, Jauney?"

"Don't...try...to...change...the...subject!" Each word was interrupted by Blake's kisses as her hands were becoming more sensual and the kisses began turning into licks. "How are...mmm...we...supposed...to live...off-campus...if...we...mmm Oum...don't have money to...mmm...to pay the rent?"

Yang ignored the question as she began pulling off his socks with her teeth. Once she pulled both of them off, she looked at Jaune with her doe eyes. "Let me ask you again, Jauney! Did you have any breakfast this morning?"

Jaune tilted his head in defeat. He raised his arms as Blake took off his shirt. "No, I haven't," he said as he sighed through his nose. Blake planted her tongue onto his neck. Jaune hissed as he felt his nipples become hard. Blake easily dug her fingers onto his nipples, kneading them like bread.

Meanwhile, Yang reached for Jaune's zipper. She purred alluringly as she slowly pulled down his pants. Blake was leverage as she pulled him onto the soft bed.

"Well, allow us to treat you, darling," replied Yang teasingly as she softly squeezed his balls through his boxers. "Your balls feel heavy, Jaune. You have to let it out sometimes." She blew onto his dick. "Sounds like we need to spend more time with you, baby."

"You guys are like rabbits," replied Jaune as Yang pulled down his boxers. Her eyes were wide as saucers when smelling the musk of manhood onto his now swollen cock. "I need a break from you guys from time to time. If it is not me, then you guys are…." It was interrupted when Blake dipped her tongue into his lips. She quickly broke the kiss. "Let me kiss these pretty lips for talking too damn much." She looked at Yang. "Get busy with the front porch. I have the attic." She looked at Jaune. "And maybe we should check the back porch as well," she said with a wink.

"Oh, Oum," said Jaune before feeling the suction of Yang's mouth.

"I am only kidding, sweetie," said Blake as she returned to kiss Jaune. For now.

Ladies and gentleman, my name is Jaune Arc. I am nineteen, in college, a working man, and involved in a relationship with the most insatiable girls I have known during my days at Beacon Academy. Welcome to the story of my crazy life with my crazy, rambunctious, lovable girlfriends. The girls I wouldn't change for the world.

To be continued….