"I can't believe I agreed to this…" Ronnie Anne muttered, blushing.
She was naked, clear of any covering except for the black cloth bound over her eyes and the rope corded around her wrists, binding her arms behind her back. Lynn, who had never truly considered the female form sexually enticing before, found herself licking her lips. Curiosity was getting to her. Lincoln really seemed to enjoy eating his sister's out, occasionally commenting on their unique flavors. Staring at the smooth, caramel complexion of Ronnie Anne – very, sexually-talented Ronnie Anne – Lynn found herself warming up to the idea. It helped that frequent sex alongside Lucy had given her a greater appreciation for female anatomy.
But kissing wasn't homoerotic. Not even when the jock and goth thrust their tongues together violently. Right?
Okay, so perhaps Lynn was a little more bisexual than she liked to admit. Frankly, as far as 'deviant' sexual behavior went, that was the most benign on her list. She was about to trick an unsuspecting woman into participating in incestuous sex, for fuck's sake.
"You said you wanted to try it out," Lynn shrugged despite her captive not being able to see it.
"I said I was open to sex with you and your boyfriend," Ronnie Anne scowled, "Maybe even your girlfriend, though that's starting to sound a little crowded. I didn't say I was into bondage!"
"It's hardly bondage," Lynn scoffed, "Your hands are only tied to keep you from peeking. I don't want you to see my boyfriend just yet…"
"Why not?"
"You'll recognize him," Lynn chose a half-truth was best, "and it's kind of embarrassing…"
"If this is some kind of sick prank, I'm going to go ballistic," the Latina warned.
"That's sort of specific…" the jock frowned, "Did somebody pull a prank like this on you in the past?"
"I'd… rather not talk about it right now," Ronnie Anne said quietly, "It's sort of personal and we're not there yet, y'know? Besides, it'll kill the mood."
"Fair enough," Lynn nodded once. She had her secrets; Ronnie Anne was entitled to hers. "I'll get my boyfriend. He'll freak out when he sees you and I don't want him blowing the surprise until after he's blown your mind."
The jock left Lincoln's bedroom to retrieve Lincoln from her and Lucy's shared room. He was sitting on her bed, passing the time listening to Lucy's poetry. They both looked up as the jock entered.
"Who were you talking to earlier?" Lucy asked, "All you told us was that you were setting up something special for tonight, but you didn't specify. I heard muffled voices earlier."
"You've got some freakishly-good hearing," Lynn muttered, "That's actually the special something…"
"You didn't…" Lucy gaped.
"Did you really invite another person over for a threesome?!" Lincoln hissed out in a terrified whisper, "Did you forget we could go to jail?!"
"The thought crossed my mind," Lynn rubbed the back of her head, smiling nervously, "but I think she'll be fine with it. Y'know, after we're done and I remove the blindfold."
"…You're going to have sex with a woman who isn't even aware of her sexual partners?" Lucy asked, increasingly bewildered, "I'm confused. What made you think this was a good idea?"
"Who even is it?" Lincoln asked.
"Ronnie Anne," Lynn sniffed, dismissively, trying to pretend it wasn't a big deal.
"My ex?" Lincoln gripped his hair in near-panic, "You hate Ronnie Anne! How did you guys even get onto the subject of a threesome?!"
"She… might have…" Lynn's face grew in deeper and deeper shades of red as she struggled to force the words out, "eaten me out at the diner…"
"That's hot," Lucy said while Lincoln looked as if his mind had simply imploded.
"A-and she doesn't know I'm your boyfriend?" her brother asked after a reboot.
"No she does not," Lynn grinned, "Consider this my apology for ruining all those times you tried to have sex with her in high school."
"I can't have sex with her on a lie," Lincoln began.
"Before you say it's wrong, might I remind you that what we currently do is wrong?" the jock interrupted, "More than that, she was ready and willing to fuck any guy I claimed to be dating. The only difference is that you're the last guy she'd expect."
"I hate it when you make sense," Lucy sighed, "I take it I just sit this one out?"
"I'll come get you if she's open to it," Lynn offered, "Now come on, Linc! There's a nice piece of ass waiting down the hall, wrapped up and wearing only a blindfold, just for you! Well, for me, but you get to enjoy it, too."
"You seem very excited," Lincoln noted.
"She is very skilled," Lynn stressed, "Just remember to stay quiet, alright? I don't want her to freak out."
Lincoln sighed, getting up from her bed and grapping the box of condoms Lucy had made sure to stock up on after their alleyway bungle. He followed Lynn to his room and felt himself bulge against his jeans at the sight before him. Ronnie Anne was completely naked, bound and blinded, on his bed. Her skin was a rich, creamy caramel, her long legs filling out into a scrumptious rear end, curvy hips, and breasts on par with Lucy's. Her face had a pouting, scowling edge to it that only added a cuteness to her sexy body. It was like something out of Lincoln's wet dreams from before he'd started his taboo relationships.
"Sorry for the wait," Lynn chuckled, "I had to convince the missus, you know?"
"So he's in here now, too?" Ronnie Anne tensed up, face coloring with embarrassment, "God, this feels so weird…"
"Trust me," Lynn said, directing the Latina to lie down and spread her legs, then gesturing with her hands for Lincoln to eat her out, "his oral skills are a rival to your own. You'll love this."
Lincoln kneeled beside the bed, blushing almost as much as his old flame was. He slid her legs over his shoulders, savoring the warm softness of her thighs cradling his head. His groin ached with desire, but he shoved it aside, focusing on Ronnie Anne's flower. With a connoisseur's senses he examined yet another unique specimen. Unlike Lucy and Lynn, Ronnie Anne was what one would call an outie, ripples of flesh exposed from her lips like petals, darker than her caramel flesh. Also, unlike Lynn's poorly-maintained shrubbery or Lucy's well-trimmed pubic design, the Latina was clean-shaven. Lincoln appreciated that, finding it annoying to pick hair from his teeth.
Ronnie Anne felt her back arch at the sensation flooding through her once the mysterious man dug in. She bit her lip as tongue and finger worked their way through her. He was testing, probing, searching out weak points, and like a sapper bringing down the walls of a fort, he found them. She felt herself go rigid and melt in rapid succession, her body shuddering with pleasure. Fingers danced across her thighs and lower lips, dug into the meat of her core, slid in and out, scratched without abrasion, stretched, plucked, and played her like an instrument. All the while that devilish tongue, coarse and silky, spun and flicked, penetrated and flexed within her, pausing only when he used his lips to suckle, kiss, or blow cool air on wet, sensitive flesh.
Lynn felt her thighs rub together as she helped Lincoln with his pants. He grunted in husky, almost pained pleasure as she freed his dick, ready to place a condom on him. She frowned, however, at how hard he was. He was already fit to burst! She couldn't have Lincoln start off like that, otherwise he'd blow his load almost instantly. Just from gripping him for a few seconds her hand was already moist with pre-cum. An idea popped into her head as Ronnie Anne climaxed, screaming something about pleasure in Spanish.
"Say, Ronnie Anne, my boyfriend is really into this," Lynn noted, licking the pre-cum from her fingers, "He's ready to burst any second now, and that's no good."
"It's not?" the Latina asked, dizzy for a moment, "Why's that?"
"Well, if he sticks it in now, he won't last nearly as long," Lynn explained, "If he were to blow a load off real quick, then he'd be able to give you the ride of your life."
"Are you asking me to blow him?" Ronnie Anne sat up slightly, "I mean, I'm not opposed to it, but without my hands or eyes, it's going to be awkward."
"Actually, L- I mean, my boyfriend is partial to titjobs," Lynn said, helping Lincoln out of his clothes as he stood up, "If you don't mind…?"
"Ugh…" Ronnie Anne threw her head back in annoyance, "Fine. You're lucky I'm kinda liking this, Loud."
"Not as lucky as my boyfriend, that's for sure," Lynn laughed, nudging Lincoln in the ribs, "Trust me, for what he'll be giving you in a few minutes, you'll gladly take jizz in your hair."
Lincoln straddled Ronnie Anne, being careful not to rest his weight on her abdomen as he nestled his throbbing member between her cushiony tits. The warmth and softness was almost enough to drive him over the edge, but he bared with it, riding out the pleasure with every thrust. Ronnie Anne blushed beneath him, gauging the length of his dick and the force behind each hungry thrust. She imagined the same length and girth inside her, the same force and drive. Whoever this guy was, he had a lot of practice and skill. Then again, from what she gathered from Lynn, he was able to satisfy two women's sexual appetites easily.
"I can see why you love this guy so much, Lynn," Ronnie Anne chuckled, her voice fluctuating as her chest was humped rhythmically.
"I love him for far more than his sexual powers, Ronnie Anne," Lynn said, placing herself on the bed beside them and turning Lincoln's head for a passionate kiss, "He's a great man, in every way. Kind, caring, compassionate, yet somehow robust, strong, loyal… He's perfect." They kissed again.
"All the same, I can't wait for that dick to be inside-" the Latina began.
She was interrupted as Lincoln, grunting with effort, finally came. A fountain of cum gushed forth from him, spurting in arcs. Threads of white fluid draped along her face, into her hair, and onto the bedding, some going so far as to paint the wall. Most of it, however, had simply splattered out in heavier loads across her chest and face. Ronnie Anne simply gaped, her face absolutely coated in a Rorschach of creamy white, spilling into her open mouth which had been the first thing to get plastered with his seed. Her chest fared no better, her breasts slick with cum that still occasionally spilled from his dick. Finally, panting, he ceased.
"I've never seen you cum that much since the succ… first time," Lynn commented, lowering herself over the stunned Ronnie Anne. She smirked. "Hey, Santiago? Mind if I have a taste?"
The Latina gargled something for a second, still trying to process the sludge covering her and filling her mouth, before Lynn's lips met hers. The jock slurped the cum from Ronnie Anne's mouth, using her tongue to dig it out, claiming it as her own. They parted, a cream-tinged strand of saliva connecting them for a good foot-and-a-half before distance broke it. Lynn smirked at Lincoln's new hard-on.
"Thanks for the treat," she giggled, helping Lincoln into his condom, "My boyfriend's ready to give you your gift. You ready?"
"Y-yes," Ronnie Anne said, her voice filled with an uncharacteristic meekness from how sexually-dominated she felt in that moment. On some subconscious level, she vowed to return the favor one day, but for now she was content to be a little abused by this mysterious, talented lover, and Lynn. The emphasis, of course, being on 'for now.'
Lincoln savored the look of his longtime crush smeared in his semen one last time before flipping her around. She let out a weak noise in protest but let herself be manhandled all the same. He felt a sense of Déjà vu as he shoved her head into his bedding and gripped her sumptuous ass in one hand. Hadn't his first time with Lynn gone something like this? The thought of his first time hardened his member more as he inserted it into Ronnie Anne's waiting cunt. The Latina mumbled something into the sheets, trying to cover up her pleased moans as Lincoln began thrusting with more gumption.
Lynn laid down on the other side of the bed, propping her head up with her hands and swinging her legs behind her. There was something oddly satisfying for her watching the whole thing. Ronnie Anne, her unofficial rival for Lincoln's love, was bound and blinded, being destroyed from behind. She screamed in pleasure, a string of Spanish curses and praises tumbling out of her drooling mouth when she could manage to form words. The jock smirked, pleased with how much better she had been able to handle Lincoln's raw strength. Well, maybe she was driven just as mad with pleasure, but she displayed it less with words and more with physical enthusiasm.
Lincoln let out a grunting fit as he thrust a final time. Ronnie Anne gasped at the sensation of the condom ballooning inside her, and from behind her blindfold her eyes widened as she felt just how much the condom expanded. After his first, explosive orgasm, the Latina was certain his follow-up would be significantly smaller. If anything, he seemed to have cum even more this time! Ronnie Anne bit her lip, shuddering as he slid out of her. She heard him collapse into a rolling chair next to the computer desk and felt herself snicker. Lincoln wasn't going to like some random guy's ass in his chair, probably dripping cum into it.
Wait…
Ronnie Anne furrowed her brow. This was Lincoln's room, she realized. Another thing that suddenly struck her was the fact that, while some guys would probably be inconsiderate enough to have sex with a man's sister in his own room, Lynn wasn't the kind of person who would let another guy disrespect her brother's property like that. And that grunt… it sounded a little too familiar.
"Loud!" she hissed out, pushing herself unsteadily to her knees, "What the hell are you trying to pull?!"
"There is no way you didn't enjoy that!" Lynn exclaimed, shocked, "How could you possibly be upset?!"
"Because I just figured out who the guy I fucked was!" Ronnie Anne growled, rubbing her face against the sheets until the blindfold was knocked loose. She sat up, eyes freed, and glared hatefully at the two siblings. "I knew it! You tricked me into fucking your lame-o brother!"
"H-hi Ronnie Anne," Lincoln blushed, abashed.
"Hey, don't talk about my brother like that!" Lynn snapped back.
"You said I would be fucking your boyfriend!" Ronnie Anne continued, eyes welling with tears, "Y-you said you'd give me a chance to be part of your relationship! You said you'd give me a chance!"
Lynn felt her anger dissolve as the toughest girl in Royal Woods slowly broke down, fighting it all the way.
"I knew this was just some sick joke!" the Latina sniffed, tugging at her bindings, "Y-you said y-you'd give me a chance, then you tied me up, b-blindfolded me, and made me fuck your brother! Where are you posting it, Loud?"
"I didn't film it!" Lynn was horrified at the suggestion, "This wasn't a joke, I swear!"
"Oh, right!" Ronnie Anne scoffed, sniffling and regaining some composure as her heartache was replaced with rage, "I'm supposed to believe, what? That your boyfriend is your brother?"
The Loud siblings blushed, eyeing each other. Ronnie Anne didn't notice as she fought to control her emotions. She tensed as Lynn's hands wrapped around her, bringing her in for an embrace. The Latina blinked a few times, seeing Lincoln watching them with an affectionate smile. Ronnie Anne felt her bindings untie before Lynn backed up, pecking her on the cheek before beginning to strip.
"What are you doing?" Ronnie Anne asked, rubbing her wrists. She put on a sickened smirk, "You can quit the act. I know that's not really what's going on."
"Why do people always say I'm playing a joke when I strip?" Lynn asked herself more than the other two in the room.
Within seconds she had shed most of her clothes, leaving only her socks. She had done this in the past and noticed that – for whatever reason – Lincoln always seemed more excited if she left them. Guys were weird. Ronnie Anne watched with first amusement, then bewilderment, as Lynn gently gripped her brother's unsheathed dick and led him towards the bed, where she laid down beside the stunned erstwhile bully. Spreading her legs, Lynn peeled herself open with her free hand while guiding Lincoln in with another.
"Are you sure we should be doing this in front of her?" Lincoln was blushing vividly. Ronnie Anne wasn't sure how much blood he could have inside him, what with his dick fit to explode and his face redder than a tomato. Was there anything left for the rest of him?
"We have to show her I was being sincere about inviting her in, don't we?" the jock asked, smirking, "She won't believe us unless we prove it."
Too horny to think of a good counterargument, Lincoln simply got to work. Lynn stifled a laugh of joy, noticing her brother's fervent grip on her thighs. He always paid more attention to her legs whenever she kept her socks on, and something about his hungry groping was very flattering. Ronnie Anne only watched as the blushing siblings went at it, full-force, groins slamming into each other in a wet, sticky, dank-smelling slap-fest.
It was so wrong!
It was so disgusting!
It was fucking hot!
She found herself drooling at the spectacle. She had always found Lincoln attractive, and an amazing partner. Her lasting regret during high school was their second breakup, especially with the increasingly-awful relationships that followed. Her slow-burn attraction to Lynn had reached an unstoppable inferno when she saw the beautiful woman she had grown into. Add the two together in a taboo, forbidden relationship like this – one that Ronnie Anne now realized she had been genuinely invited to – and the Latina felt as if she were looking at, potentially, the greatest relationship in her life.
"See something you like, Santiago?" Lynn purred out as her brother slammed into her, his thumbs digging into her toned thighs with the same desperate clutch a man dying of thirst gripped a water bottle.
"S-so was your offer to join this thing serious?" Ronnie Anne felt herself moisten as Lynn let out a pleasured scream, her back arching as Lincoln growled something husky and animalistic.
"A-absolutely!" the jock huffed, wearing an ahegao as she came down from what was certainly an intense climax, "L-Linc still loves you, even if he's too loyal to us to admit it, and I-I've gotta say, you're growing on me!"
"Oh yeah, I forgot there was a second girl. Who is sh-" Ronnie Anne felt a sudden chill and spun around, stifling a scream as she saw Lucy standing right beside her, "Oh, shit!"
"Relax," Lucy said in her monotone, sparing a glance at her siblings, "I see he's exceptionally energetic tonight."
"He's going as h-hard and f-fast as ever!" Lynn's giggle was broken by panting and moans, "I-I actually think he's tiring me out j-just from this!"
"You really excite him," Lucy said, her tone unchanging, her expression neutral.
"Sorry?" Ronnie Anne actually felt a little guilty, "So… you're…?"
"Yes," Lucy allowed herself a small smile, "and don't apologize: if adding you to the mix improves his performance this much, then that'll more than make up for sharing him."
"You're cool with me joining in?" Ronnie Anne raised her eyebrows, "This doesn't seem like too much for you guys?"
"I've heard you're exceptionally skilled," Lucy said, shedding her clothes and joining Ronnie Anne on the bed, "If you're as good as Lynn says you are, then that means I don't have to sit back and watch while she's being satisfied."
"Y-yeah, Santiago!" Lynn huffed, "Y-you're not just d-dating me, or my brother! W-we're all sh-sharing each other!"
"This is so wrong," Ronnie Anne muttered as she stared, transfixed at Lucy's pale, perfect skin and large chest. For such a petite girl, she was gifted with some excellent curves.
"You kind of like it though," Lucy ran her black-painted nails through Ronnie Anne's hair, lowering herself while straddling the Latina until their pussies rubbed against one another, "don't you?"
"Oh god…" Ronnie Anne's breathe hitched as the goth started grinding, "I don't know which one of you is hotter!"
"In time, you'll learn all of our special talents," Lucy smirked, still gripping Ronnie Anne's hair. She pulled her into a kiss that managed to be slow and passionate, ending with Lucy prying herself away, gently tugging on the Latina's lower lip with her teeth. They shared a gasp of delight. "Now… show me that tongue of yours."
Lynn and Lincoln both watched, slightly surprised as Lucy, still gripping Ronnie Anne's hair, forced the other woman beneath her, staring down at the older woman through her bangs as she was eaten out. The sight of the usually-submissive goth being so dominant made both of her siblings pulses skyrocket. Suddenly, Lincoln reengaged with ferocious speed and power, and Lynn couldn't resist grinding back in return. Unable to vent their hormones fast enough from mere sex, they embraced each other, mouths meeting in a fierce display of tongue and tooth.
"Y-yes!" Lucy gasped, nails digging into Ronnie Anne's scalp and eliciting a groan of pleasure-pain from the woman beneath her, "By the Dark Powers, you are as good as Lynn says! I don't think even my brother's made me cum that quickly with just his tongue."
"As much as I'm kinda liking this domination thing…" the Latina grinned viciously, pushing herself up so fast that Lucy tumbled backwards. Trying to pick herself up, Lucy succeeded in rolling over and getting on her hands and knees before Ronnie Anne seized her sumptuous hips and spread her legs. She gripped one of Lucy's snowy cheeks in one hand, using the other to rub along her pale slit, occasionally slapping the other cheek. "…I like being in charge, too!"
Lucy had no complaints with that as she felt Ronnie Anne's skilled tongue work its way along her core. The goth hitched a little as she felt an index finger enter her ass, but only just barely. It was different, but not displeasing. Rather, the alien sensation combined with the orgasmic pleasure she received from that silky muscle digging into her flower only made everything so much better. Lucy's breath hitched as four nails ground along her right cheek, breaking the skin in red lines but not drawing blood. The heated pain was so replaced with tingly relief, and then by wetness as Ronnie Anne ran her tongue along the injury. Finally, the Latina blew cool breath along her moist, throbbing scratches, all while using her fingers to prod and punish Lucy's pussy.
Oh yes. Ronnie Anne was very skilled.
Lincoln was almost mentally broken at this turn of events. Just as he had gotten used to his taboo relationship with his sisters, now the love of his life (more or less?) just waltzed in and proved herself to be a sexual goddess. He had three beautiful, kinky (and thankfully not-psychotic) women to choose from, to pleasure, to enjoy. Even better, they were able to pleasure each other, too! It took so much of the burden off of him. The thought of all three of them in his room, on his bed, sent him to the final stretch. His ears were filled with the combined sexual moans of three beautiful women; his mouth was busy with the lips and tongue and face of his older sister, his dick occupied with her pussy; and when he opened his eyes to take in his surroundings, it was a landscape of naked flesh, thrashing limbs, moist pussies, and lapping tongues.
With a grunting groan that steadily turned into a drawn out roar, Lincoln climaxed once more – and once more, it was even larger than the last. Lynn screamed in ecstasy, wrapping her sock-wrapped legs around his waist and hooking her fingernails into his shoulder blades. It felt like someone had stuck a hose in her and turned it on full-blast for a moment, a surge of fluids pumping into her, hot and forceful. She rode it out, feeling his dick throb inside her, releasing more gobbets of cum, and like a good energy drink, she waited until her sore, pleasured cunt squeezed out every drop. Slowly he deflated, panting in the afterglow, his mind blown. She came again as he pulled out, biting her lip as she saw the bubbling trickle of cream fluid that had been leaking out of her suddenly pour out now that the blockage was gone. There was so much! And all for her!
Suddenly the siblings came to the same realization at the same time, and they looked at one another, their blushing faces now pale in terror. Beside them, Ronnie Anne and Lucy were screaming in their circle of orgasms as they ate each other out, unaware of what had just happened.
"Uh-oh," was all a stunned Lincoln could manage at the sight of a waterfall of cum draining out of his sister's pussy.
"What's wrong?" Ronnie Anne slurred, lightheaded from pleasure. She sobered up as she focused on the profuse amount of cum spilling out of the jock. "Ho shit! Is that bad?"
"We forgot a condom…" Lynn's smile was tense as she looked at the mess, her eye twitching slightly, "You bought a 48-pack… and we've only used one…"
"I guess we're even now," Lucy sighed, earning an angry glare from her sister.
"You never told me he came inside you!" the jock snapped, "That's not fair!"
"It… happened today, actually…" Lincoln blushed.
"I fucking knew you two did it while we were waiting for lunch!" Lynn raged, shoving Lincoln backwards, "'Buying a book' my ass!"
She frowned at the cum still spilling out of her, looking more disappointed than anything.
"I can't even enjoy this with that hanging over my head…" she muttered.
"Lucy and I will clean you out," Ronnie Anne smirked as she moved herself and the goth beside the bed in front of Lynn.
"Wait, Lynn and I have never… um…" the goth actually blushed at the pungent aroma, "Wow, it's still coming out."
"You like the taste of your brother's cum, right?" Ronnie Anne asked, scooping some out of Lynn and holding it up, pleased with the jock's moan. She stuck her fingers into her mouth and savored the chemical blend before swallowing it. "Mmm! You don't know what you're missing, Lucy. Your sister's cunt is probably the best I've ever tasted, and your brother's cum is pretty top-notch…"
Lucy wondered if she were lying or not, but it didn't really matter; she did like the taste of her brother's cum. It was an acquired taste she willingly embraced out of love, and now she had a veritable buffet. Was she really going to pass it up just because it was pouring out of her sister? Her sister whom she made out with almost daily? The goth almost laughed at the fact there was a line she was afraid to cross in their relationship.
Lucy wrapped her arms around Lynn's thighs, bringing her spread legs up to her face. The action was so sudden that every party was surprised, even Lucy herself. The goth wasted no time to dig into the jock, however, slurping and lapping away at the cum pooling from inside her. Lynn screamed in pleasure, clutching her sister's head and pulling it closer, desperate to get Lucy's silky tongue deeper inside her. Ronnie Anne simply watched, bewildered, as Lincoln positioned himself behind Lucy, raising her ass up to meet his crotch, and inserted his dick in from behind.
The Latina began masturbating as she watched her former boyfriend slam himself into his younger sister, who was occupied eating out their older sister. There were probably far unholier things to watch, to be aroused by, but this… this was beautiful depravation. It was over within a few minutes, of course. Lincoln erupted into the goth, only pulling out halfway through his ejaculation and spraying her across the back. Lucy pulled away from a panting Lynn, whose crotch was free of all cum. The jock fell into a nap, actually exhausted by the sex, snoring fitfully.
"You came inside, again," Lucy noted, unable to hide her pleased smile.
"I figured what was the harm in doing it twice?" Lincoln chuckled, stroking his erection. He smirked at Ronnie Anne, "Well? Would you like to clean Lucy out? I think I can go for one more round, if you'd like."
Ronnie Anne grinned, laying down on the floor and allowing Lincoln to penetrate her. Lucy's pussy hovered above her face, and the goth spread her lips, letting the accumulated cum spill from inside her and into Ronnie Anne's open mouth. Lincoln bit his lip in frustration as he pumped in and out of her pussy, watching as Lucy lowered herself onto Ronnie Anne's face to be eaten out. Every time he felt himself reach exhaustion, they would do something sexually enticing and he'd be hard as a rock again, filled with enough energy for just one more. This would probably take all night, at this rate.
"Hey, wait…" Lynn drawled out, waking out of her catnap and groggily watching Lincoln fill Ronnie Anne with his seed, "Lucy, didn't you have Poetry Club tonight?"
Lucy tsked as she thought about it, ignoring an angry Ronnie Anne beating her fists furiously against their lover's chest for stupidly cumming inside.
"I completely forgot," the goth sighed, "Oh well… What's the worst that can happen?"
…
Meanwhile, at Royal Woods Community College's campus, the Poetry Club was just wrapping up. The contestants for the evening departed after passing congratulations, leaving only a solitary woman behind. She was exceedingly pale, with long, shining black hair running covering half of her face, and she wore an elaborate, gothic dress along with her heavy, black eyeliner and lip gloss.
"Lucy…" she sighed, her voice dreary and sad, "…you said you'd be here to listen to my poem."
Sadness was replaced by a dull anger. Haiku glared in the direction of Lucy's apartment. Tonight was supposed to be a special event, and the older goth had been worried all week that her poem wasn't good enough. Only the assurances from Lucy had helped her keep her head. Now her best friend had bailed on her! Why?
Well, whatever the reason, Haiku was going to find out.
A/N: For those unfamiliar with the term, ahegao just means an orgasm face. It refers to that expression characters get in hentai. More or less.
The Ronnie Anne arc is over; the Haiku arc begins. The plan is to dedicate about three chapters per girl.
