"So tell me... is this your first time?"
"Mm-hmm..."
"Well... guess we're both lucky."
It was only, what, four minutes...? ...before Mignon's eyes fluttered back open, finding herself alone at the desk, just barely hearing voices off in the distance.
She could still taste a bit of the man's white seed around her lips, and sniff out the exact spot where the minimal amount of fluid dripped onto the desk out from her mouth during the struggle of swallowing.
She wondered for a moment where the other two who were alongside her in the room went – if they actually got fond enough of each other to group up. However, the rustling of clothing to her left tipped her off to where her 'rival' (quotes around that bigger by the minute) and the man she wanted to impress had gone to, as did the two pairs of pants piled up on the floor not too far from her.
Looking directly to the couch leads Mignon's eyes straight to seeing what that 'in-depth' examination seemed to be, as the auditioner and Athena were preparing for penetration, his member grinding against her virgin pussy.
In a world of supernaturally-powered fighters and demons, seeing someone like the young Psycho Soldier, looking ready to willingly give her virginity away to this stranger, was the most baffling thing in Mignon's mind. In the times where had to stalk—erm, analyze her opposition, she always had facts collected that made it clear was the purest of the pure, even more so than Mignon herself, and she was 'pretty gosh-darn pure', as she had said about herself in times before.
What was somehow worse was that she couldn't help but keep watching rather than acting out, looking on as, after a couple tries including some spit-based lubricant on his member, the head honcho of this very private matter finally started the deflowering process on the Psycho Power-bearer, his cock comparably large when combined with the size of Athena, herself somewhat smaller in size than the average 18-year-old.
She whimpered and winced as the member slowly wiggled in deeper, stretching her just a slight more with each deepening movement. From the distance at which Mignon laid away from the couch, she could just barely make out the slight tinge of red blood, the sure sign of a literal break-through into Athena's body. It seemed he noticed as well, willing to wipe it away with a convenient pocket napkin. Well, at least he knows well enough to clean... hard to say how experienced this guy was up to this point, but best to assume he knew exactly what he was doing.
The light thrusting only got deeper and deeper with each significant movement, only quickening if they both permitted it to each other – it looked like he definitely knew enough to be careful with inexperienced beauties.
As Mignon watched on, it felt harder to really look away. There was a lingering temptation to wanting to feel the same kind of experience as she was watching, a temptation similar to if one watched similar scenes of a sexual nature – only she was witnessing it happen just halfway to the left of her, hearing it echo and vibrate through the room, and, oddly enough, smelling it somehow, but let's leave those thoughts right there.
Sometimes, it's thoughts like that, where it was no wonder wanted to step away from her duties as a dual-talent performer and into the realm of cinema, not just to be a spectator, but to experience herself within it, albeit with the help of others. The feeling did build some excitement within herself, sometimes in more places than one, as with the right person in her life, if this whole thing decided to take off and she were to find the Mr. Right that she only considered but never fully dreamed about, that the magic here could be replicated – the grinding, the moaning, his eyes glaring right into her eyes just like—wait a second.
Mignon's eyelids fluttered open-closed as she blinked back to the ground level of reality, seeing the man notice her still on the desk, peeping over.
"Uh, you... you having a good time over there?" He asked, preparing for his cock to leave its nest within Athena.
"...wha... u-uhh..." Mignon stumbled over her words, still a little lost in thought.
"Sorry, it's just – ngh! – ...y-you've watching us the past five minutes..." Athena mentioned, grunting when the cock fully left her pussy.
Mignon quickly turned her head towards the other side, where the clock sat. It felt like only a minute had passed, but it actually was five in total... guess when love is made, time flies by, even if you're just watching.
Finally moving herself aside to sit to the right of where the man laid on the couch, clothed only in her lifted-up shirt and and her jacket nearly hanging off by the ends of the sleeves, Athena asked, "Did you... did you still want your turn?"
Mignon lifted herself up slightly with her elbows propped on the desk. "...What?" She was still a bit confused, considering there were things said that she was not conscious enough to hear in between the cock-sharing session that started it and the man's personal interaction with Athena.
Next thing she knew, he got off the couch and started approaching rather quickly. "Come on – lemme help you over here."
She stuttered, a little bit panicky over the half-naked gentleman approaching her. "Oh... no... nononono, I—Mmmn... Mignon's ffffuhh..." Her worrying stutters faded when he scooped her up and wrapped her in his arms.
He assured her as best he could. "Relax... it's actually a lot better with three..."
Kept with her back laying on the man's chest as he took his place on the couch, Mignon was still a bit shook after how she went in the initial stages. Gone was the near-hypnotic curiosity she had, all that was left was a feeling that things were going a little bit too fast for her to really manage – especially when he brought his hands a little higher and began to caress her bosom. She whimpered more under his grasp – sure, she was still fairly okay with being involved, but she was also not ready.
He continued to speak as he fondled her. "You know, you've got quite the set under all of this... think we oughta get it out of the way..."
Athena looked on, fascinated, as the man went straight for the buttons on Mignon's vest while also feeling for the best opening point on her undershirt. Finding the best handling, he managed to hold onto both and open them both simultaneously, providing him easy access to her bare chest under her bra, which was quickly pulled down afterwards and therefore dealt with.
The size of Mignon's bare breasts were a bit surprising; a definite D-cup from first sight, to say the least, which was bigger than anyone would expect from someone as goofy and odd as her, and the man took that in stride, getting a good feel at her mammaries, especially the nipples, hardening quickly as he tweaked them playfully. She purred to his touch, starting to give in to him as she spent more time in his lap.
His erect cock wiggled around freely just inches from her groin, twitching upwards here and there, possibly fueled a bit by his handling of her boobs – however, it was only a matter of time before it found more involvement through this position, as Athena bent over and took in some of his inches into her mouth, a return to what she started with in the beginning of all of this.
He chuckled in amusement, still grab-happy on Mignon's breasts, as he felt the light suction, not even needing to see it happen. His eyes darted a little lower as he spoke up. "Whoa there... back for more?"
Sure, there may not be any lingering lust in her mind, but the eager Psycho Soldier was willing to do a lot at this point, since she got this far with him. A very weird point in time for her, and for Mignon, but there was something to it that she honestly had some enjoyment in, even if it was a very odd and lewd kind of get-together. A girl's gotta do whatever for the betterment of this place, after all...
A couple minutes passed before the main man in this three-way party of sexual fascination unhanded himself from Mignon's tits.
He chuckled confidently, "Alright... think it's time to break you in now..."
Mignon's emotions suddenly spiraled into something else as she felt him grab at her leggings and pull them down closer to her boots, and her underwear was just as quickly dealt with in the same manner. A bit rough, almost as that man was in a hurry to get more intimate with her.
As the man motioned to Athena to stand aside and let his member free for his own use, he brought his erection close to Mignon's own untouched sex, and she started to freak out. "Waitwaitwait, I'mnotready, I'mnotready!"
He halted himself accordingly, out of worry for the pink-haired cutie, but at the same time, he did find himself feeling a little puzzled – maybe a little cock-blocked as well.
Blushing wildly now, and cross-legged as she let the man cuddle her lightly, Mignon had a bit of self-struggle in explaining. "I, uh... M-Mignon was… s-saving herself... for her true love to-be..."
This man sounded a bit disappointed, but it felt like he still understood. "Y'know... I already had a feeling hadn't gotten action, but you?" He sniffed lightly. "You must be thinking about your future a lot if you're... still looking."
Twirling lightly through her hair, Mignon sighed. "Hmm, yeah... unlike some people." Not-so-subtly glaring swords at her 'rival' across to the other side of the couch, the witch made it clear what she meant. On the other perspective of things, Athena chose to ignore it rather than respond in any sort of way.
His eyes lingering a little lower on Mignon's body, the sexually-eager guy spoke up once again. "Well... I guess... if I'm not allowed in that hole... I think there's another that I can analyze you through..."
The sudden feeling of a finger prodding her rear gave a clear indication through Mignon's mind just what that guy was thinking, and she instinctively flinched.
"You mean, in... there?" She asked, a slight surprised, and the man's nod was not hesitant in the slightest.
"Yeah – how 'bout it?" As he asked, he focused closer on Mignon's face, which read not just of surprise and a bit of shock, but also, for the most part, confusion. From reading the face alone, he recognized that she put two and two together between his member and her rear hole, and found even more of a puzzle to figure out in the in-between. "Wait... have you never known about this?
She sighed again, eyes contemplating the leather below, as she felt ever so embarrassed to respond with full honesty intended. "No..."
The man itched the back of his head, realizing quickly how tough it might be to show the pinkette witch the ropes in terms of butthole penetration. "Hoo boy... where am I gonna start with this?"
Suddenly, Athena got a little giggly at this moment; even she had at least knowledge (likely straight out of some sort of sex-ed) of the very basics of anal over the witch; hard to say that it was common knowledge across the girls of Southtown, though...
"Don't you start!" Mignon started kicking out towards the Psycho Soldier, seeming as if she was being ridiculed in some way, and the man had to calm her down as soon as possible before anything started to derail.
He assured, "Hey-hey-hey-hey, easy there, cutie..." For the moment after, he pondered for a bit, before his eyes drew towards the more naked of the two, starting to re-clothe herself. "Uh... Ms. Asamiya, I know you're pretty much done here, but if you can, maybe you could help us out?"
Athena perked up a bit, uncertain with a hint of confusion. "Uh... are you sure? I mean, I do know a bit, but... I don't think you can count on me as an expert-"
He interrupted slightly. "Yea-yea-yeah, I'll—I'll show her through it; no need for the crash course stuff, just maybe try to... lube her up, y'know?"
Meanwhile, Mignon looked to be having second thoughts at this point. "...I'm still not sure about this..."
The man groomed the pinkette's hair in assurance. "You'll be fine..."
Within a couple minutes, Athena had her face planted firmly in between Mignon's butt-cheeks, working to help moisturize in whatever way possible for what was coming up; the witch herself was bent over the desk, and the man in charge looking on just inches to the side, feeling about his own inches in preparation.
Looking down at the cuties going at it near him, the still-hardened man noticed a slight bit of a grimace within Athena's face – at least, as much as he could see from his perspective, what with Mignon's hole covering against the Psycho Soldier's mouth.
Through a few sensual winces, Mignon asked, "Are you sure this doesn't count towards losing one's virginity?"
He responded, "I am absolutely certain." Then he suddenly decided to ask, "Listen, uh, random question – have you ever bleached your asshole before?"
He was met with another one of those confused looks from the pink-haired witch, one that looked more disgusted than usual. For him, it was easy to assume, "Guess that's a no." Might as well forget he asked – it was most definitely not worth the time explaining rather than getting into the upcoming act.
Athena separated herself from the other gal's parted rump, with some oddly fruity aftertaste finding its way around her lips and tongue. Under her breath, she tried to reassure herself, "The things I do, I do it to help..."
With the hole of entry moistened enough, the man with the solid 8 inches approached closer towards the blessed witch. "You know, you're a pretty persistent kind of girl," he said. "I like chicks who have goals in mind."
Smiling lightly as her face remained partially pressed down against the wooden desk, Mignon responded. "...Just willing to get the name out there..." She still seemed hesitant to the setting right now, but anything to get closer to realizing her ambition.
"Ready?"
"...Mmm-hmm..."
Just the tip of the penis against Mignon's wettened hole was enough to get a slight whimper out of her, and a little bit of a quake in her legs.
The man's eyebrows lowered slightly towards his current partner, but she wanted to assure him throughout.
"No-no... keep going..."
Athena was pretty much on standby in case of any problems in this session that needed sorting out – she was, for the most part, just an audience of one to the anal pleasure beginning before her, and she just slightly had the feeling of wincing against the action before her, just as lacking in anal experience as the witch in the middle of it.
The man proceeded a little bit further, this time slowly managing past the head of his member into Mignon's hole. He grunted and she squealed, one after another, over the tightness between the two of them.
Suddenly, the cock fell a couple inches deeper inside Mignon's butt, and she yelped accordingly as she leaned backwards into the man's arms. Her lips quickly met with his, as his method of calming her nerves as he sank another inch deeper. He was about half-way into her now, alongside their lips still together, and was willing to start thrusting before traversing any further.
They separated from each others' faces, with the man starting to move to and fro against her butthole, and beneath him, bent over the desk, in the midst of taking it.
The breathing started to get erratic between the two, as the lucky man moaned, "God, that's so good..."
Mignon hadn't come up with even a single word in response, only continuing to whimper and, sometimes, purring like an innocent kitten. When the speed got just a slight quicker against her, she felt herself getting a bit sweatier, a bit more heated over the desk.
A moment later, once he found the rhythm, and enough natural lubrication through the anal sex to get inches in and out at a moment's notice, the thruster asked down to the cutie taking him. "How're you feelin'?"
Mignon responded through elated breaths, managing a smile up to him. "It's... feeling a lot better, s-sir..."
He shook his head in the retort, not slowing down his thrusts for even a second. "Nah, don't... -ughn!- call me sir... call me... how about 'daddy'? -mmnn!- Would that work?"
"That sounds really weird, actually..." Athena gave her thoughts, quite casually, from the side. A little blunt, maybe?
The guy tweaked an eyebrow as he turned his head towards the Psycho Soldier, still not letting up in the anal department all the while. "Really, you think it's too weird? I'm just trying to get something going, y'know, to spice things up..."
Immediately following, Mignon squealed again underneath him. "Mmnh~! Please... don't stop... 'daddy'..."
"See? She's got the hang of it..." The man in charge acknowledged the admittedly absurd comply to demand, much to Athena's slight disgust; although in fairness, the tone in the pinkette's begging alongside that appointed line did seem a little confused within the nature of things...
He eventually started to sink deeper, rewarding the witch with a little more of his cock to deal with, as the thrusting picked up just a slight more in pace. The heat within his member spread into Mignon's tightness, and the steady rhythm thus far, within the cock thrusting into her, was enough to cause a bit of jiggle within her ass cheeks.
Mignon kept up on her grip across to the other side of the table, to the point that as the thrusting got just a little more intense, the whole desk started to move back and forth with them a little more.
By the time the thrusts were deep and fast enough for a noticeable rattling of the wooden furniture beneath them, the man had recognized it and considered a repositioning, recommending to do the same – she easily complied, of course, bringing her hands away from the other side of the office table and closer to her knees as she arched her back slightly higher and straighter, and the man continued from where he left off before, thrusting into her ass with his sleek statue-hard member, with enough angling to get some light slapping contact between his hips and one of her butt-cheeks.
Through grunts and some slight deviant chuckles, he spoke up to his anal partner, "Oh, I'm so glad we agreed to this hole... aren't you, Miss Beart?"
Her response was a few seconds delayed by some sensual noises of her own she couldn't help herself towards – some of which she didn't know she could make. "Mmnn~! Anything... -unngh~!- …to help... ~mnngh~!" Even though this was mostly beyond her control, she was up to do some things for peace and love, and this was certainly love of some sorts, even if whatever tears came across her eyes meant against it – that was just beginner's pains, if anything.
As the two before her continued to stay linked into thrusts into each other, Athena felt it in her heart (and a bit in her tongue after moments ago) once everything sank in, to speak up from the sidelines. "... I know you're trying to help the world... I also know you're trying as much to try and compete with me... but do you think it's worth it in this situation?"
Mignon's eyes met her self-appointed rival's, as she started with a bit of a primal purr. "Rrrgh... absolutely... I'm not... mmmmnngh... not a... easy-going wench like you-oooo..."
Athena sighed in disagreement. "Well, you are the one taking it in the pooper... you're going at it harder than I would've considered."
The man chuckled. "Well, you're not wro-ooh!" Then he shivered slightly, and began to slow down. "Ohhh fuck..."
Athena looked up to the man, some worry returning. "What's wrong?" Then she saw the increase, even if a modest one, of a grimace across Mignon's face.
Half-groaning, the man responded. "You'll know in a second... ah fuck..."
Athena glanced over in between the two in the midst of this sexual clash, and began to notice the man's cock starting to throb slightly, deep within Mignon's butthole. The throbbing slightly intensified as he not only came to a halt, but came in a whole 'nother way. On the other's perspective, unlike last time where she immediately regretted the sticky explosion filling into her, seemed to completely submit to the orgasm occurring within her.
After half a minute longer, and a little bit more wiggly thrusting, the man withdrew from his willing partner, leaving a slight string of excitement off his tip, and a splotch of man-cream in the middle of Mignon's hole, just barely trying to escape. Also unlike the initial go, she didn't seem to fall into a full rest, but she still decided to lay down on her side, her ass still poking out to anyone still willing – although who really was still willing?
Well, the man did seem to give consideration, towards the Psycho Soldier still watching... "Uh... you mind a little clean-up?"
Athena stared towards Mignon's naked rear for a moment, easily realizing what that guy means, and as she watched some cum slowly drip out from the hole, onto the desk, she was pretty hesitant, to say the least.
He spoke up again. "Come on – it'll only take a second."
She didn't want to admit it to herself until it was all said and done, but Athena always had a bit of fear within herself throughout this, fear of not complying – bringing herself a bit closer, she reached her tongue out at first towards the drops of the anal creampie on the desk. She slowly forced herself up and back to the hole that she had to lubricate, almost full-on french kissing it as her lips joined to Mignon's hole, taking her time to give her unneeded arch-rival a bit of a taste just to satisfy whatever that man's needs were, and receiving some faint afterglow moans from the pinkette as a response.
All of a sudden, upon the sound of a faint spurting emission reaching her ears, Athena reeled back and brought her hands to her mouth once she felt – and slightly tasted – an expulsion of cum and hopefully nothing else splash at her lips and tongue in the middle of all that.
The man certainly seemed to get a laugh out of that, chortling out loud. "Sorry, but holy shit... that's a new one!"
Athena wished she could find a bright side to that based on what she just endured there...
Some minutes later, once everyone calmed down from whatever sexual highs remained, the three gathered all their clothes back up, and eventually looked as clothed as they did before everything broke down into... well, you know.
The emotions running through at this point varied between each person. The man, sitting on his desk, felt relieved and amused – Athena felt a little shameful of herself, but at least she pulled through and satisfied when necessary – Mignon was professionally calm and collected in the after, once she managed to get all the dormant sperm out of herself, and was secretly hoping this was all worth it in the end, and that her goals were still as achievable as she wanted in the beginning.
The three enjoyed the quiet they shared, even if it was a bit awkward given the circumstances.
"Well..." Athena broke the silence soon after. That was certainly... something."
The man then responded, "I had fun; I'm hoping you two ladies found some fun in it too... Miss... Asamiya... Miss Beart..." Mignon, flattered with her work, leaned against the wall behind her, and smiled back with a giggle.
Athena sighed, glancing over to the door. "Well, I.. better get going. It was... interesting working with you." Then she opened the door and made her way out.
Before she could join the other magical girl out through the door, Mignon decided to express her end-game gratitude with a bit of a handshake. "If you decide Mignon's the girl for you... make sure to call back." Then that handshake transitioned into a big hug, her arms draped around his neck, and she even permitted him a bit of a squeeze of her butt – that was nothing compared to what went on between them over the past hour.
However, one more whisper from her to him, something of a serious promise... "One more thing... don't make me call you 'daddy' again."
The man was just a tad intimidated by the tone, even after a lip-kiss goodbye from her afterwards.
The happy witch giggled, "Okay, bye now!" before she turned and skipped off for the still-open door.
Once he was back to himself, the guy looked down at one of his hands to see a sliver of paper. Mignon's phone number. Nice.
Then he turned his head towards a corner of his desk, to something black sticking out, blinking a red light. Then he turned to the wall opposite to the couch, where something similar, but slightly bigger, sits, blinking that same light.
He snorts confidently. "This'll make a great video for Pornhub..."
