"You'll get it back. Probably." Pyrrha giggled at Yang, stroking your hair.
"Why is she here?" You mumble into Pyrrha's breasts.
Pyrrha kissed your forehead and grinned, "She wanted to celebrate your birthday too, so I invited her over~"
As you grumbled obscenities into Pyrrha's bosom, Yang bounced over and grinned, "So happy birthday Xlth!"
"I'm gonna guess you were the one who asked Weiss to get this then," you continued to grouse.
"Uh huh!"
"…why?"
"Because it seemed like fun! And I wanted to make her blush."
"Oh." You lifted your head and rolled over to face her. "Weiss says you owe her pretty much indefinitely."
Yang's puppy-like pout was almost heart-wrenching, if you didn't know that she completely deserved it. However she quickly snapped out of it. "So…. Since I interrupted you guys, I don't suppose you'd mind if I gave Pyrrha a hug?" The expression on Yang's face was infinitely untrustworthy, but Pyrrha giggled, gently rolling you off of her and kissing your nose.
Yang grinned, and stretched out her arms. Pyrrha carefully pulled 'her' jacket back, exposing herself a little more before leaning down and receiving Yang's tight embrace, whipped cream coated breasts pressing against her own. The results were sticky, to say the least, as Pyrrha refused to let Yang go until the cream was smeared over both of them. She leaned over and whispered something to Yang, causing the blonde's eyes to widen and a cheeky grin to form.
At that, the two of them separated and started moving towards you. Yang laced her arms around you, whilst Pyrrha slowly approached you from behind. As you started sputtering, you felt a hand press against the back of your head, forcing your face into Yang's creamy bosom. Your cheeks rubbed against the softness, the sheer size of it filling your vision, and you could hear Pyrrha whispering into your ear about cleaning Yang up. Your cheeks burned, but you slowly started licking and nuzzling her clean, the tip of your tongue tracing the bottom of the blonde's generous chest. Yang let out low, erotic moans, quipping that she could easily get used to this kind of bathing to two simultaneous groans.
You started tracing your tongue against her nipple, licking up the whipped cream smears, when suddenly you felt sticky pressure and more weight on your back, lips kissing your ear.
"That looks like fun Xlth." Pyrrha whispered. "Mind if I join?" She nuzzled into your cheek, before starting to dote upon Yang's free breast in turn, rubbing her nose against some of the whipped cream. You blushed further as Pyrrha wrapped her arms around your midriff, her nipples pressing harder into your back. You licked the whipped cream off her nose gently to her giggles, and as a reward, her fingertips began teasing your nipples in turn when you focused on Yang's cleavage again, one hand stroking the definition of your abs as she put her tongue to work with yours to make Yang moan louder.
Yang began running her hands through the long locks of the two girls licking at her. "Wow… definitely should have done this earlier…" Her grin grew to almost Cheshire Cat proportions as she noticed you finish with her right breast, giving her nipple one last kiss, before she gently nudged you over to help Pyrrha out. Pyrrha smiled at you, kissing your cheek and chin almost as much as she licked at Yang, yet somehow she managed to beat you to the cherry barely clinging on to the dollop covering Yang's nipple. As she bit into it slowly, she pulled you into a deep kiss, so that you could share the juices together, her tongue causing some of it to dribble down your chin onto Yang. The blonde raised her hand to her mouth and bit it softly to muffle her moans, watching as the two of you made out, your breasts being squeezed gently in Pyrrha's desire for you.
"Fuck, that was hot," she smiled. "Where's mine?" She caressed your cheek and gave Pyrrha a quick fiery kiss, before treating you to the same. As your lips broke, she gave you a sultry smirk. "Hey Xlth, looks like the two of you are dirty too… buuuuuuut I think we should take Pyrrha first."
Pyrrha bit her lip and grinned. "That sounds enjoyable." She lay back on the bed, stretching out languidly, before cupping her breasts for you and Yang as you crawled towards her whilst she smirked. "I'm waiting~" she lilted, sing-song.
With an unspoken agreement, you took left while Yang took right, and you watched as Yang slowly ran her tongue from the underside, letting out a little chuckle as the whipped cream sat on her tongue, before she shared it with Pyrrha in a dirty kiss. Not to be outdone, you began licking the side of Pyrrha's breast, slowly swirling your tongue in larger and larger circles. After cleaning off the initial coating, your hand moved hers to your back, so that you could cup and squeeze her breast yourself, marking every inch of it with your kisses. If anything, Pyrrha's chest was even more impressive than the blonde's your face had been so acquainted with a moment ago. This was carnal nirvana for you, your hand unable to contain her assets as you started kneading your thumbs into it.
Yang grinned, "Look at her, she's having the time of her life." Being so generous, she left her side unfinished for you, leaning on top of you to start licking your back clean. You could feel the weight of Yang's chest on the back of your head and Pyrrha began running her thigh up and down the side of yours. Treasuring Yang's offering to you, you set to work on marking every inch of Pyrrha's chest as your own for now, your thumbs rolling against her stiff nipples as her breathing grew deeper under your attention. Yang's licking at your back tickled a little and as she moved, it dawned on you that your head was trapped between the chests of two of the sexiest girls you knew, yet alone the school. You reached behind your head and blindly caressed Yang's cleavage, as you slowly suckled on Pyrrha's nipples, making sure to pay both equal attention. The soft, warm, sensations of the pair of breasts rubbing against both sides of you made you moan and squirm, and you began rubbing your thighs together to attempt to gain some sort of relief, equally aware of the sense of the side of the toy rubbing between Pyrrha's thighs. As you bit your lip, you began rubbing your face against Pyrrha's chest, and she happily obliged, her giggling causing her breasts to bounce even more. With one girl's breast in each hand, you were left whimpering, almost drawing blood from your lip. And to top it off, that blonde, demonic temptress scooped the last bits of whipped cream off of your back, and fed it to Pyrrha on the tip of her finger, the redhead locking eyes with you and making very suggestive sounds as she ate it.
At that, Yang finally got off of you, and gently but firmly pried you away from Pyrrha's chest, to your low moan of despair.
"Easy there. I think you got it all," Yang teased, brushing some of your hair behind your ear.
Leaning forward and kissing you, Pyrrha smiled. "You know, it's funny. I was just telling Xlth that we'd never find out whose are bigger. Yours or mine."
"Heh! Is that a challenge?" Yang immediately hefted her own breasts, showing off their size.
"Of course it isn't Yang." Pyrrha gave a gentle smile, which immediately turned into a smirk. "A challenge implies it'll be difficult to win."
"Oh you've asked for it now!" Yang looked all fired up at the cheap shot, pushing her tits up against Pyrrha's.
"Well, we have a fair and impartial judge here," Pyrrha smiled innocently. "I'm sure she can tell us."
"Fair and impartial my ass," Yang's displeasure was evident. "She'll pick you any day of the week."
"Let's work together then, shall we?" Pyrrha pushed you onto your back, before slowly brushing her breasts against your toy, causing you to gasp and bite your lip in anticipation of what you thought she was about to do. "That way she can enjoy both of us without having to make a decision."
Yang grinned, "Now that idea I can get behind." She quickly squirmed down to join Pyrrha on the opposite side, winking at you as she engulfed your shaft with her breasts and kissed the head of the toy. "Not as cold as I thought it'd be, it feels nice."
"Jesus Christ you two are trying to kill me," you mumbled, as the pair of huntresses slowly started sliding their breasts up and down, simultaneously at first. Yang kept shooting you little grins, making lewd little gestures with her tongue suggesting her other talents. Pyrrha, on the other hand, kept her entire focus on the task at hand, licking at the toy and its dust nozzle. You reached down and ran a hand through Pyrrha's long ponytail, the gesture causing her to start a little, before beginning to move faster, pushing Yang back a bit to squeeze and trap the shaft between her bosoms. Yang pouted, and began to kiss and lick at the combination of shaft and breasts.
"Look at her go Xlth," Yang teased. "She's enjoying herself a lot, I bet she's gonna want to do this to you every weekend."
"Fucking hell Yang." Whispering, you could barely handle Pyrrha's affections. Yang crawled up, and began kissing down your collarbone.
As she nuzzled into your cleavage she smirked, "Not hell. Hopefully me later though cutie." She lifted your breast to her mouth and started suckling.
You could feel warm breath on your artificial enhancement, before sensing, somehow, the embrace of a mouth around it. You gasped and looked past the blonde mane to the smirking redhead, rubbing her breasts up and down your shaft while she sucked and kissed at the tip.
"I'm starting to get a little jealous," Yang whispered. "I can barely get you to look at me with her around." Her kisses trailed lower and lower, down your abs and nuzzling into Pyrrha's cheek before gently but forcefully nudging her off.
Pyrrha snarled a little as Yang forced her off of her prize. The look of sheer ferocity was enough to startle Yang and yourself, but she bit her lip and composed herself, relenting and letting Yang take over. She covered your eyes with one hand, and took your hand with her free one. Your fingers felt svelte, smooth skin getting warmer and warmer before suddenly hitting a wet spot. You felt her breath on your ear as she whispered, "I can't wait much longer."
The sultry voice combined with the suckling and rubbing at the dust toy was almost enough to tip you over the edge, but your vision was restored, leaving you with the sight of Pyrrha deliberately pulling Yang off of it by her hair, not ungently.
"But… now I have to wait because of you, Yang." Pyrrha kissed along Yang's neck, the blonde whimpering at the layer of implied threat in the champion's voice. "So, we are to work together now, or you're leaving."
"Okay Pyrrha…" whispered Yang. "We'll do it your way."
Pyrrha cleared her throat, and raised an expectant eyebrow at you.
"Yeah. Definitely your way Pyrrha." You mumbled, your grip tightening on the bedsheets as you so desperately wanted the two of them to continue.
"Good. Then…" Pyrrha grabbed your arm and pulled you very tenderly into a sitting position on the edge of the bed, before pushing Yang onto her knees on one side of you, before joining her on the opposite side. Pyrrha leaned onto your legs, and gave Yang a nod of permission. Yang began rubbing her breasts up and down Weiss' toy again, before Pyrrha began rubbing and pushing back with equal force. They moved tandem, slowly and achingly teasingly up and down. Yang shot you a couple of glances and one or two nervous winks at Pyrrha's attitude. Pyrrha noticed, and placed her hand on the back of Yang's head, pulling her into a kiss to Yang's shock. It took the brawler a few moments to remind herself of what she was doing. You were unable to prevent yourself from moaning, covering your mouth with one hand, whilst the other started groping your breasts, smearing Pyrrha's need across them.
You could feel the pressure building up inside the device, your own flower almost blooming from the sensations it was providing you with. You bit your lip roughly, trying to stifle the moans and hold off from cumming then and there. Pyrrha broke the kiss, leaving Yang stunned still, and began to speed up her motions. Right when she saw you at your breaking point she backed off, grasping the tip with her hand and aiming it at Yang. While you tried to gag your cries of orgasm, the device released hot red dust gel all over her chin and the top of her breasts, jolting her out of her stupor.
"Gah!" Yang jumped in astonishment, before touching a finger to the warm gel and giving it an experimental taste. "Mmmm!"
Pyrrha giggled, and began tasting it for herself, slowly licking up Yang's breast, not breaking eye contact with you, the hint of a grin very visible in her eyes. The sight was almost enough to get you going again immediately. The two girls slowly crawled back up you, their nipples fleetingly touching against your skin, kissing you one by one, both of them tasting of raspberry.
"So… are you ready for round two now?" Pyrrha smiled, kissing you again.
"I call first!" As the blonde headed straight into the mount, but she stopped dead in her tracks by Pyrrha's glare.
Clearing her throat, she stared Yang down, "You do know that Xlth is mine, yes?"
"…Yes Pyrrha," the blonde mumbled.
"Good," Pyrrha's face brightened and she offered Yang a smile. "That being said, I'll permit you the luxury of going first this time."
"But Pyrrha-" you interjected, wanting to satisfy her every need, but you were interrupted within moments.
"Don't worry Xlth, I'm patient. Besides, I can have you anytime I want~" she smirked, ceasing your protestations with another kiss.
While Pyrrha had you distracted, Yang climbed on top of you, guiding your toy to her pussy. She lowered herself onto you with a happy moan. As the dust tech triggered in turn, you bit your lip, wrapping one arm around Pyrrha to her happy surprise. Trying to regain your attention, Yang slowly started riding you, moving up and down in slow, pleasurable motions, and you attention was immediately drawn to her bouncing breasts. She took your free hand and moved it to grope her, a cheeky grin on her face after finally getting you to focus on her. You felt the weight of her breasts, your palms barely able to contain them, to Yang's happy murmurs. You began rubbing your thumbs against those stiff pink nipples, causing Yang to start biting her lip.
"Crap…" Yang moaned in a low, sultry tone. She rested her hands on your shoulders, leaning her weight down, her breasts hanging barely above your face, and once she was comfortable, she began bouncing faster, harder.
Pyrrha slowly smirked, watching the scene. She lay down next to you on her side, watching intently. She slowly lowered a hand between her thighs and slowly made circling motions, the tips of her fingers tracing out her clit. You could hear her murmuring under breath, despite not being able to make out the words, her green eyes locked on her blonde and brunette lovers' passionate fucking.
You weren't immune to the situation either, the sensation of actually being inside of Yang while it stimulated your own pussy was almost too much to bear, and as she started moving faster and harder, you let out sharp gasps. Right when you were about to start swearing, purple eyes met yours and Yang gave you a hard, rough kiss, moving faster but over a smaller distance. Your eyes widened in shock, before closing as you kissed her back, somewhat timidly at first until a free hand from the amazon next to you found one of yours, and gave it a firm squeeze of permission. At that, you kissed Yang back with equal ferocity, your tongue darting out to greet hers. Your hand slowly slid down from Yang's breast to her ass, pulling her back after every bounce. Striking up the only strands of courage you had left, you gave Yang a firm spank.
And then you froze up, instantly regretting your decision.
Yang broke the kiss, and you winced, glancing away at Pyrrha for protection, fearing the red eyes glaring at you. But Pyrrha simply smirked and kissed you, before capturing your chin and making you turn to face Yang.
Yang was grinning.
"Wow. Didn't know you had it in you." She leaned down and whispered, "Keep it up. It'll impress her."
"I am sitting right here." Pyrrha just raised an eyebrow and gave a bemused smile. "I can hear you Yang." She began to get up on her knees, still playing with herself. "You shouldn't tell her things she can find out for herself. Although…" she looked towards you, "Yang isn't wrong, Xlth."
At her words, your eyes widened again, and you paused a moment while Yang started riding your length once again. Hands trembling slightly, you grabbed Pyrrha by her thighs, to her happy confusion, and she allowed you to manhandle her on top of your face.
"Oh my sweetie… I'm very impressed." Pyrrha shivered as you began to nuzzle and lick at her, stroking her thighs and rump. She bit her lip and let a soft gasp escape, reaching down and stroking your sides, one hand cupping one of your breasts and rubbing it gently. "That's more initiative than I thought you had in you."
"Right? But aww man! Even when I'm doing my thing…" you could hear the pout in Yang's voice, but she didn't sound too upset, more teasing, her little gasps and pants revealing that she was starting to lose her cool.
Pyrrha's reply sounded quite confident in return. "Well, you have seen me." She got comfortable in her new position, continuing to grope your chest.
"Yes dammit, you're gorgeous," Yang was barely able to blurt out before you started to hear the sounds of the two girls making out while you provided them both with pleasure.
You started to take a more active role while the two of them were distracted with each other's tonsils, and began to start thrusting upwards into Yang while rubbing Pyrrha's clit, your tongue darting between her folds. Both of your partners let out a surprised gasp at this, Pyrrha sounding delighted whilst Yang started moaning louder.
"Fuck, Pyrrha, she's gonna make me-"
"Good." Pyrrha's bluntness shut Yang up straight away. "I want her to." You heard Pyrrha stifle her own moan as Yang got louder and started swearing more and more. You could picture Yang biting her lip from her muffled whimpers, before she buried her face in Pyrrha's neck as she came loudly. She slapped lightly at your tummy, murmuring for you to stop.
"I think she's had enough for now Xlth." Pyrrha got off of your face, smiling at the wetness coating your lips and chin, before helping Yang dismount from the toy and lay down on the bed. Yang offered you a weak thumbs up before laying on her back.
"Wow," she murmured between pants. "That felt better than I thought it would."
Pyrrha gazed at you, chest heaving, her cheeks heavily flushed. Her eyes darted down to the Schnee tech, and she quickly grabbed the purple cloth discarded earlier and cleaned the toy.
"Your turn," you whispered to her.
Pyrrha nodded and lay on top of Yang, spreading her legs. "Oh yes. Definitely my turn now."