Chapter 4: Blow Off

Raph fumbled with the wine opener. The corkscrew was lodged firmly in there, but he couldn't get the damned cork out. He'd dealt with beer, whiskey and rum, but wine was something different entirely. "Gimme that!" Xena chided as she took the bottle and, with a practiced flip of her wrist, popped the cork out. Raph snorted but smiled as she poured her hotel cup to the brim. Pinky already had hers open, poured, and her first cup half drunk. As Xena took a sip, both women smiled languidly as they leaned against the guys chests, pleasantly loose from a good sex, now coupled with strong, sweet wine.

Both turtles leaned against the headboard, the women sitting in between their legs, using them as a backrest. Mikey smiled a funny, pleased smile as he slowly stroked Pinky's stomach, the tips of his thumbs occasionally teasing the gentle swell of the underside of her breast, pushing against the bra that she had since slipped back in place. She giggled and snuggled harder into him, wriggling her bottom against his groin. Her shorts were back on, but it didn't make a difference. His smile broadened as the movement sent tiny shivers of pleasure to his core.

Raph tried to wrap his arms around Xena, but once again was impeded by the hard plastic breastplate. He did want to see what was under there. His brow furrowed. "Xena, do ya think, maybe you could take this off?"

Looking behind her so she could see his face she raised her eyebrows with a sultry smile. "Why? Do you think I can have another ride on my prize bull? Didn't know if you were good for more than one rodeo."

He smiled, but his thoughts turned over in his head. Did he have another one? Truthfully, he had no idea. That was, after all, his first time. But he knew what he wanted. "I wanna unwrap my present first."

She laughed. "Alright, if you think you can. It's kinda hard to get off and on, so you better put out, Raphie boy!"

His flash of irritation at his much hated nickname immediately vaporized when he saw her reach behind her to try to undo some strap. He tried to help her, but his fingers were wide and clumsy. "Maybe you should take off those gloves." She suggested.

Instantly he froze, hands held immobile. "Ah…"

Pinky giggled. "Aw, let them keep their aura of mystery, girl!" she chided, inadvertently rescuing Raph. Both turtles let out tiny sighs of relief as Pinky crawled over to her and helped unhook the straps that were not only cleverly concealed but allowed the bodice to be pulled tight. It took a bit of working, but eventually they were able to do it. As soon as the hard plastic came off, the softer black fabric underneath was revealed. It was damp from her body heat and clung to her skin.

For the first time Raph was able to get a good look at what was underneath that infernal breastplate. Her breasts were ample and seemed to strain under the black bra that encased them. Her stomach wasn't as tiny as the women he'd seen in his magazines, in fact she had a slight jiggle in her lower abdomen. But he didn't care. To him it looked like the best thing he'd ever seen. Seeing his face, she smiled coyly. "Do you want me to take off this itchy shirt?"

He licked his lips and nodded, not able to say a word.

Pinky laughed and elbowed Xena. "Looks like he might have another rodeo in him!" Reaching over and grabbing their glasses of wine, they quickly downed their glasses. Then darting a teasing glance at Michelangelo, she lowered her voice in an attempt to make it sound more lustful. "Do you want help?" Xena answered by raising her arms. Slowly, Pinky peeled the shirt off of her, exposing her pale skin. Then she squirmed a bit. Pouting her lip, she said "I think I might need help getting out of this bra!"
Xena gave a low chuckle. "Let's do it together." She giggled as she reached around Xena to unhook the bra from the back as Xena did the same to her. Wriggling their shoulders both bras came off and slid to the floor. Sliding next to each other, they put an arm around each other and smiled at the turtles, holding each other close enough that their breasts slid against one another enticingly.

Both brothers could do nothing but stare with open mouths. Mikey reached out with a palm but only came halfway, fingers flexing in the air slightly.

The women laughed. Reaching over, Raph snatched up their plastic glasses and quickly refilled both glasses to the brim with their prospective wines before handing it over to them. Xena immediately took a sip, smiling at Raph. "Are you trying to get me drunk?"

He blinked. "Ah, I-"

She giggled, interrupting him. Pinky put her own glass down. "Actually, I'm pretty hungry, I think my blood sugar's dropping. I better not drink too much, don't want to get stopped when I go get food for being too tipsy like last time." She looked at the turtles. "You guys in the mood for some pizza? The restaurant downstairs has some."
Mikey's grin somehow widened. "Pizza on a night like this? It might be too perfect!"

Flashing a returning smile, she grabbed the phone and called downstairs to make the order. Mike slid towards the edge of the bed, staring at her near naked form as she bent over to talk into the corded phone. "Yeah. A large…" she looked at the rest of them. "Ah, better make it two." Mikey started stroking her stomach and small breasts, reveling in her smooth skin. She smiled and turned her back to him in mock rejection. He quickly turned his attention to the smooth skin on her back, stroking it up and down along the spine, causing her to shiver. "Yeah. Cash. Pepperoni." He played his hands across her ribcage to tease against her breasts before sliding down her tiny stomach to her hips, ending in his hands cupping her buttocks. She playfully wriggled them against his hands. He returned by squeezing it with his palms. "You'll call when it's ready? Alright, good. Thanks, by!" Slamming the phone back on the receiver, she giggled and threw herself against Mikey. He allowed the movement to lower her to his shell, still holding fast to her hips, grinding her buttocks slightly against his groin. Already he could feel his manhood stir, already rising to perform once more.

While Pinky was talking, Raph had slowly scooted over towards Xena, reaching his hand out and cupping her ample breast. He moaned aloud at the sensation and surprised Xena by picking her up under her armpits and planting her astraddle on his lap. Immediately his attention was focused on her newly released breasts. He couldn't get enough of them. He kneaded them, squeezed them, pawed at them, reveled in watching them jiggle and move this way and that. She laughed as he finally brought his face down and nuzzled his face between them, moaning slightly in pleasure, even pushing against the sides a bit to squish them further against his face. He couldn't help but let out a sigh.

He could already feel his arousal grow heavy. His tail, already sore from holding in the previous erection for so long, immediately began a low protest. He lowered it a little, and his head peeked out slightly.

Was he ready for another rodeo? There was no doubt.

Then she pushed against him, effectively separating them. At first he looked at her with a slightly rejected look…until he saw her sly smile. Reaching over and quickly downing the glass that he just poured for her a moment ago, she slowly slid off his lap. He was sitting at the foot of the bed, his feet dangling to the floor. Allowing gravity to pull her down to the carpet, she knelt in front of him.

Immediately his eyes widened as he realized what she was about to do. Relaxing his groin, he unleashed his erection before she squared herself to him and saw where it came from. Then, with slender fingers, she encircled his shaft. It jumped slightly at the contact. Smiling, she squeezed it slightly, as if testing it, her eyes staring at his throbbing member. "Damn, how do you GET so big." She murmured to herself before looking up at Raph.

He grinned. "Cause I'm just that good, baby."

She gave a low chuckle as she lowered herself on him. She had to open up her mouth as wide as it would go to accommodate him, as it was her teeth scraped slightly against the pulsating head and continued the same motion down the shaft as she tightened her lips around him. Lowering until his head pushed at the back of her mouth. Pushing her tongue against the shaft, she played it along its circumference as she applied steady suction.

Raph threw his head back, mouth agape as he took in an entirely new sensation. Making an inarticulate sound, his fingers dug hard into the mattress, gathering the blanket tightly between them even as his toes curled. She started a slow rhythm, one that drove Raph crazy. Then she slowly took it out of her mouth. Puckering her lips, she blew gentle air on the wet, sensitive skin. The sensation was unexpected and sent tantalizing shivers from his dick straight to his core. He moaned and gripped the bed tighter. Then she stuck her tongue out and curled it around the base of the shaft, applying gentle suction as she travelled up to the head before encircling her mouth around it once again.

Mike looked over, and as soon as he saw what Raph was doing his mouth dropped. Immediately he looked at Pinky Pie with wide, pleading eyes. He couldn't ask her outright, could he? Maybe she would just…he stuck out his lower lip and put on his best petulant look.

She scrunched her eyes for a moment in confusion at his expression. Then, darting her eyes over to what her friend was doing, she smiled. "Oh, THAT!" She giggled. For a moment he misread the giggle as a 'no' and his face fell, until she started sliding down his plastron, her face nuzzling all the way down. He had a look of happy shock on his face, and could hardly believe it when she licked him before wrapping her lips around his length. Using her suction, puckering her cheeks, she slowly worked up a steady rhythm. He gasped and grit his teeth at the very sensation of it. It was so unlike what he had before, somehow it was so much more exquisite, so complex, he couldn't have guessed that this is what it would be like.

Xena was working up her tempo, fingertips massaging Raph's thighs. He pried his fingers off the bed and put a hand on her head. Though he didn't put any pressure on her head, she increased her speed and the depth until his head moved past the back of her throat, further down. He gasped and tightened his free hand into a fist as she deep throated him. Everything, the entire scene, the entire array of new sensations, was quickly nearing him to the brink. He couldn't help but cry out as she thrust particularly deeply and for a moment he thought that he was going to come. But, though he was on the very edge, he only hovered just on the precipice and wasn't able to go over. His resolve and restraint snapped. Releasing the hand, he placed it next to the other one on her head and this time applied a gentle pressure, helping to guide her. Planting her hands on either side of the bed she drastically increased her rhythm with his pressure egging her on. But not too much was needed. A few more thrusts and his lower half spasmed. He cried out as he performed his own final thrust into her mouth, his hot seed spilling into her mouth. His head was so far in her mouth that as it splashed against the back of her throat she couldn't help but swallow, not that she minded.

Slowly she withdrew, a slender yet thick stream temporarily connecting her mouth with his spent cock before it broke. She looked up at him with a smile even as he returned the expression. Reaching down he grabbed her by the armpits and pulled her up to him to give him a deep, probing kiss. As soon as it broke he embraced her to him, his face nuzzling her bosom. "You're so fuckin beautiful, you know that? A fuckin angel."

She laughed and wrapped her arm around his head. "Tell me more!"

It was then that the phone rang.

Pinky, who was just getting started on a real, swift tempo lifted her head, affectively separated the connection. Mikey looked up from where he was laying on the bed, expression crestfallen as she hopped over to the phone and picked it up.

"Yeah?" She asked, licking her lips. Her face brightened. "Really? Great! I'm so hungry!" She put the phone down and smiled at the group. "Great news, pizza's ready!"

Mike looked up at her. The look on his face was like that of a hurt puppy. "But…do you have to go now?"

She gave him a sympathetic smile as she pulled on her bra and straightened her shorts. "Sorry, I'm just so hungry! And I get low blood sugar, I'm so skinny, I gotta eat! We'll do something as soon as I get back, kay? I'll eat something on the way up."

With that she hopped up, her bouncy pink tail bobbing in tune with her curly pink wig and fairly pranced out of the door.

His penis was still erect, yet was already slowly deflating, almost as if her choosing pizza was a blow to its' fragile ego. Mike stared at the door with a pitiful expression for a long second before looking at Raph.

Raph held up a hand. "Bro, don't look at me! I ain't doin' nuthin' for that!"

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Yes, I'm being so mean to Mikey! He'll get treated the next chapter, don't you worry!