Warning: As with every other piece of smutty writing within this "series" (a gross exaggeration if ever there was one), the following is intended for mature audiences only. Or, at least, adult-ish audiences. Since paging through the Mature rated fan-fiction entries isn't exactly the definition of maturity. I hope you have a sense of humor about it like I do.
Triple Threat
Or
The Holy Trinity
Part 1.
Sayaka was proud of herself, having brought the two bitter friends back together. It had taken patience and effort, but the two had agreed surprisingly quickly to the hesitantly proposed idea, her face burning with self-conscious embarrassment as the pair had stared at her.
It has seemed like such a good idea at the time. Sayaka felt the delicate, thrusting tongue pull away mid-kiss, the soft handful of flesh she'd been holding twist out of her grasp. A slim, pale leg slid past her, knee connecting with her ribs. Grunting, she twisted, feeling a hand trapped underneath her side squirm. Opening her eyes, she saw a long red mass of hair, like some magnificent fox's tail, covering a bared shoulder, twisted around a naked arm.
The elbow remained jabbed in her side. She twisted again, feeling a tongue run down her calf, only to catch herself on someone's limb. Kyouko's hair went taut, her neck pulling back-
"Ow, goddammit!" The older girl's exasperated curse came from the bottom of the bed. Sayaka broke off her attempts to participate... this was so confusing she didn't even have a good idea what was going on.
"Can whoever is pinning down my arm... please sit up?"
"Oops... sorry, Mami." The blunette tried to raise herself up on her elbows, but she felt the red head's weight pinning a leg down, and Mami herself still half-encircled the younger girl. Carefully extricating herself from the tangle of limbs, Sayaka sat up. "Ah... I don't know if this is gonna work."
Kyoko sat up, her face flushed, oversized canines flashing in the soft illumination of Mami's bedroom. "Never figured you for a quitter," she muttered breathily, laying down on her belly with her head cradled between crossed arms, a pouty look on her face.
"Perhaps she has a point, though," Mami considered, as if talking to herself. "I... well, I've never done this before... not with three-"
"Something you haven't done before?" snorted the red head. "That's a first."
Mami's response was swift. Her arm was a blur, rising and falling to the loud SMACK SMACK SMACK, rapid-fire staccato. Kyouko howled, while Sayaka took a step back and covered her ears with her hands. Uncertain of what to think... she didn't want to miss out on any new "experience" her sempai wanted to give her, but... she felt a bit like a third wheel.
"You are a naughty girl, Kyouko Sakura! Take that back!"
She watched with interest as Kyouko got her freshly-tanned cheeks covered with a hand, using the other to grapple with the statuesque blonde. Mami gave up on the spanking, grabbing on to the lithe red head, her generous genetic endowment squeezed tight against the other girl's back. Wow, naked wrestling, Sayaka thought, feeling eager to jump into the mix. She thought she'd be rather good at wrestling. But she stood, watching instead.
It was almost as good.
The two girls were a shifting, twisting mess of golden curls, long red hair, and lots and lots of soft, pale skin pressed against even paler skin. Mami trying to hold her opponent with locked arms, only for the slender red head to twist out of her grasp, grabbing onto a leg and bending it back. Grunting, the blonde tried to kick the other girl off, but Kyoko merely grabbed the other leg and held both, bent at the knee and crossed at the ankle. Mami, thought Sayaka, grunting! The sound made the heat below her belly intensify. How come Mami had never wrestled with her? It looked... fun.
Kyoko stat atop her conquest, straddling her back and holding her ankles with one arm. The other came down on the bonde's shapely buttocks... Kyoko grinning evilly while snarling obsenities, Mami's squeals in indignation.
This looks like it could take a while, Sayaka thought to herself. She settled in to enjoy the show.
It was Kyouko who offered a solution.
"Why don't we just take turns?"
Mami stared, completely bewildered by the red head's idea. Not that the thought didn't have merit, it was just she couldn't remember the last time Kyoko had even recognized the concept of turn-taking. Sayaka liked the idea immediately, appreciating the fairness of it, as well as providing her with a clear focus, a sense of clarity she so desperately needed... the free-for-all had been so confusing. As long as I'm not the test subject in this little scenerio.
"We'll do Mami first," the crimson-eyed girl had said definitively, looking at Sayaka with nothing beyond the naked lust burning within her eyes. The blunette felt a delightful shiver run down her spine as she stood before the older girl, feeling crimson eyes roam across her body.
"You'll do me?" Mami said, haughtily in her offended voice. She sniffed, slapping aside the red head's approaching hands.
"We'll let you go first," Kyoko tried again, smirking at the fleshy blonde.
"You'll let me?" Mami asked, just being difficult. Sayaka recognized this, and moved in as Kyoko sputtered out an incoherent response. Taking the blonde's shoulders, she gently but firmly pushed her down, until she once again lay flat on the bed. She whispered, "We beg you to let us worship in the beautiful temple that is your body..." Mami was a sucker for this kind of thing; Sayaka found it faintly embarrassing, especially while Kyoko stood watching her with that flabbergasted expression on her face. "Let us lovingly caress your smooth, perfect skin, gaze into your magnificent-"
"-ly giant rack," threw in Kyouko, helpfully, getting into it.
"-golden eyes so that you can see the devotion we hold for you within our souls-"
"Speak for yourself, kid!" the red head exclaimed, secretly eating up every word, hoping that Sayaka would say things like that when it was her turn. She couldn't stop glancing at the muscular blunette's body, so fit and trim, but still sporting all those sweet, sweet curves. Mami was gorgeous, but couldn't exactly be called athletic. Something about Sayaka's shoulders kept drawing the crimson gaze back. And that adorably tense butt...
Sayaka was aware the fiery gaze, feeling completely exposed before the girl's obvious interest. She tried to catch the Kyoko's eyes, but they were focused firmly on her backside. She pretended to bend down, stretching or something as she grabbed her ankles and wiggled her rear in the air. She watched through her legs, heart beating even faster when the red head choked, eyes wide at her little display.
"~A-hem! If you two are quite done molesting each other with your eyes," Mami's sing-song voice drew their attention back to the blonde, who lay on the bed, propped up on one arm. Her pendulous breasts swayed enticingly, every so jiggly. The corkscrew curls, slightly disheveled from the wrestling match, framed the beautiful, sultry face of the Mami that was only ever seen in... intimate situations.
Each holding an arm, both girls began at Mami's feet, slowling drawing their hands up her legs, sliding over the smooth, pale skin, trailing fingers and tips of well-trimmed fingernails carving patterns up the blonde's legs. Approaching the danger zone, Sayaka's hand crept toward the special spot, eager to get to work-
Only to be slapped away by Kyouko. With a frown and a shake of her head, the other girl silently blocked her questing hands. Not yet, the girl soundlessly whispered with great exaggeration. Kyouko's hand continued upward, across Mami's torso, reaching her chest.
"~N-now... girls-" Mami cut off, biting her lip and letting out a small moan.
Sayaka followed the veteran's lead, grabbing a handful herself. She saw Kyoko watching her as her hand began to squeeze, massaging vigorously. She knew from her earlier sessions with the blonde that Mami enjoyed it when she was groped a little... roughly, unlike Sayaka's own, apparently more tender, parts. Feeling the bud in her hand grow hard, poking her palm, she gently traced circles around the sensitive tip, before giving it a firm pinch.
Mami gasped. "Ooooh." Kyoko was engrossed with her own side, and brought her lips down to the blonde's chest, her pink tongue darting out to gently lick. "Ooo. Mmmmm." The girl's crimson eyes stared up at Sayaka, hungrily, who stared back as she continued her manipulation. She hoped her face didn't betray all the nervousness she suddenly felt squirming around in the pit of her stomach.
Kyoko began moving her lips upwards, small kisses, nibbles and a squeal-inducing nip or two on the way up Mami's neck. Sayaka couldn't help wonder what it felt like to get bitten by those fangs. They looked sharp. Mami kept moaning and gasping, her breathing getting shallow and fast. Just the way she likes it, the blunette thought dirtily. She let go of the blonde's arm, moving down the bed a bit while running both hands over the older girl's side, across her belly, just happening to graze against Kyoko's exposed chest on their way down.
"Ow! You... bit me!" The blonde's voice was vaguely slurred, more shocked than upset.
Whoops. "And I'll bite you again," Kyouko teased, flooded with anticipation. Her gaze flicked down to the blunette, who'd apparently made a tactical shift in positioning. "If you don't watch out I might just eat you up." She caught those blue eyes staring at her for the briefest instant before they darted down, breaking the intense moment of contact.
Burying her face in Mami's neck, Kyouko smiled wickedly.
Sayaka ran her hands down Mami's thighs, watching Kyouko lift up her leg... stretching it exaggeratedly high, giving the flushed blunette a sneak peek as she straddled Mami's chest, bending forward to roughly grab two handfuls of the girl, who protested with a moan that was silenced as the red head pressed her lips against Mami's open mouth. Sayaka ran her hand across the crevice, feeling the girl's arousal under her fingertips. Her sempai groaned as Kyouko's questing tongue slid into her mouth, and Sayaka made her move in tandem, sliding into her mentor.
Mami's moans were only partially muffled by the red head's kiss. Sayaka spread the older girl apart with one hand, while the other pushed inside. The tunnel was warm and wet, fingers gliding in and out. Fast and shallow. The blunette's excitement spiked as the older girl began to tense up, arching her back while Kyouko kept her pinned down, still locked in that kiss.
But then, Kyoko sat up, sliding down the bed and clasping the wrist of Sayaka's busy hand. Mami was panting hard, "What are you-Ooooo. Uh. UH." Mami grunted as Kyoko thrust Sayaka's hand forward, two fingers all the way in as the rest of her hand slammed against her mentor like a punch to the stomach. Sayaka felt overwhelming satisfaction as Kyouko brought her hand back, completely out before being thrust back in, each eliciting another, louder "UH."
Kyouko leaned forward, and Sayaka felt a delicious sucking at her neck for a moment before the girl leaned back, pulling her wrist back. The blunette watched as the older red head held up her left hand, placing it over Sayaka's own, pinky and ring fingers intertwining while the top two stuck forward like the barrel of a pantomimed gun.
Sayaka knew what was coming but still stared as Kyoko shoved the "gun" in-
"OOoooo. Ooo-ooo-ooo ungh." The sounds Mami was making didn't seem exactly pleasurable to her kohai, and were certainly not the lady-like noises she usually made, but blonde wasn't telling them to stop, and the view of the older girl, stretched out and helpless... it was exhilarating.
Then a long red ponytail was blocking her view, but she ducked her head down, taking a moment to suck on Mami's inner thigh before glancing up, using her free hand to hold Kyouko's hair out of the way, watching that tongue dart and dive around the area just above where their hands seemed to merge with Mami.
With a wail that built from a whisper to a scream, Mami's back arched violently, legs kicking out. Sayaka watched her toes clench up, curling, and the muscles in the blonde's arms and legs tense, before she went limp, collapsing on the bed. Kyoko whispered something in her ear, then retrieved her hand before moving back up the bed, a wet trail following the path of the fingers that slid up Mami's taut belly to her chest.
She leaned in again, quieting Mami's moans with her lips and tongue, sharing a taste that Sayaka knew would drive the blonde wild. Something about that... it was like a trigger or something.
Following the red head's whispered instructions, she watched the older girls going at it, tongues wrestling between their mouths. Sayaka brought the tips of her fingers across the spot Kyoko's tongue had ravenged a minute before. Slowly, methodically, she began to press harder, rubbing her fingers faster and faster. Kyouko grunted as Mami bit her tongue, pulling back as the corkscrews flailed in the air, golden eyes shut tightly as she shook her head, an increasingly loud groan reverberating through her chest.
Sayaka felt the blonde's stomach tense under her hand, redoubling her efforts even as her wrist began to ache. She felt a grazing touch slide across her shoulders, down her sides, almost ticklish over her ribs before the hands clasped her own belly, feeling the press of a body against her back, an electrifying spot of wetness pressing against the roundness of her rear, rubbing. Seeing the long, red ponytail that draped across her shoulders, unable to keep the startled gasp from escaping, she felt just the slightest prickle along her neck as wet lips fastened against her throat.
Just before the blunette closed her eyes, losing track of everything except the intense feeling of Kyoko sucking hard at her throat, she saw the older girl's fingers slide below her own faltering hand, she heard Mami take in a deep breath, then scream.
And then scream again. Sayaka paused, wrist burning. Mami always told her to stop, after it happened. But she felt Kyouko's arm continue to slide against her, watched those fingers disappear, covered in a liquid sheen. "S-stop... oooohhh, s-t-t-top," Mami's beautiful, flushed face was screwed up, wincing. Sayaka, unsure of what to do, looked back, trying to catch the eye of the girl pressed against her back.
"Keep going," Kyouko whispered harshly, demanding. Mami's moan protested, her legs coming together as she squirmed up the bed. They clamped around the blunette, the soft thighs clenching around her torso. Kyouko removed her hand, grabbing the blonde's knees and forcing them apart. Mami whimpered, unresisting, as the red head held her apart. "This is the good part," she said, conspiratorially. "Haven't you ever tried...?" She broke off, reinserting herself into the action.
Switching to her left hand, Sayaka continued, feeling a little guilty about the bonde's stuttering pleas, but feeling a delicious sense of power and control as she and Kyouko brought her well-endowed sempai back to the brink, her whole body trembling.
"Okay, now I gotta show you something," the red head muttered breathily, resting her chin on the blunette's shoulder. She took the girl's hand, extending and holding her index finger, which slid back inside. So wet, Sayaka mused. Well, double the hands, double the pleasure I guess...
"Push. UP. Hard." Kyoko whispered through clenched teeth, as the fingers, one atop the other, slid in all the way. Mami's gasps and protests had died out, replaced by a gutteral sound in the back of her throat, growing louder and louder.
Sayaka's narrowed eyes, focused on the sight below her, went wide as the busty blonde bucked, her legs spasming, thrusting her into the air, pushing against the questing fingers. She screamed again, this time high and long, slowly losing steam as her body came crashing down to the bed. She turned on her side, curling up, corkscrews loose and tangled.
Suddenly, Sayaka felt a hand, slick with moisture, slide down her belly, tracing a path along the edge of her hot, wet core. The fingers slid across her sensitive folds, lingering on the pearl of power that seemed to cry out for attention, demanding satisfaction. A brief press, and then she felt the older girl peel away from her back, sweat-soaked skin clinging. Sucking in a deep breath as she felt something begin to invade her, she heard the husky whisper of the red head in her ear, hot breath tickling the strands of blue hair that lay in sweaty disarray. "Ready for your turn, Sayaka?" The voice seemed to promise something, and the blunette felt herself melt at the older girl's touch... until she was suddenly empty and untouched.
Frowning, she spun around, seeing the gloating look on Kyouko's beautiful but annoyingly smug face. "Too bad, I'm next," she stated, grinning wickedly and displaying those amazingly pointed teeth. SMACK! "Get up, Mami, you lazy piece of a-"
"Ow, Kyouko you brat!" Mami glared halfheartedly, still recovering from her mental explosion. "You'll pay for that, you naughty, naughty girl." Her voice was vaguely threatening, and Sayaka was startled when the ring on her sempai's hand flashed, and Kyouko was suddenly enveloped in shining ribbons of golden light. Opening her mouth, looking startled and pissed off, Kyouko felt another ribbon wrap itself around her mouth, muffling the filthy language that had been so close to erupting from her. Twisting helplessly, Kyouko's angry look turned into something halfway between resignation and anticipation, the excited glimmer in her eyes putting the lie to her attempts at breaking free.
"Now, before we start," Mami said, standing up and bending over the wiggling, restrained red head, "there's something special you should know about Kyouko Sakura..."
Kyouko's eyes went wide. She wouldn't!
Thus ends part one: Kyouko and Sayaka vs Mami. Notes appreciated; too fast, too nasty, not nasty enough, too little dialogue, not enough Kyouko being mean, boring, repetitive, blatantly unrealistic and physiologically impossible... speak your mind.
Homework: Explain, in graphic detail, if you want a part two, your reasons, if any, and whatever weirdness you'd like to see incorporated, either in this "scenario" or something down the road.
In. Graphic. Detail.
Still trying to wrap my head around Kyouko x Madoka.
