-Chapter 10: Enabler- (Ruby-Yang)
Tags: Lesbian, Incest, Fisting, Face-sitting, Voyeurism
Location: Beacon Courtyard
"Go to the statue in the front courtyard. She'll be waiting for you there," Blake said. Blake and Ruby parted ways after their time together. Ruby freshened up in her room and headed to the courtyard, exactly where Blake would later see her having sex with the person she set her up with.
Ruby didn't know that part, though. She had no clue Blake would be on the rooftops overlooking her encounter with this person. "Who is she?" Ruby thought. "Let's see… It has to be one of Blake's contacts, which means I probably know her too."
She saw the statue: a huntsman and huntress over a beowolf they've trapped, soon to kill. "Velvet, maybe? No, Blake was saying earlier that she'd have sex with her. They're probably together now. Um… Coco is… I don't know why Blake would think Coco and I would be good together, though I've heard she's very rough. Blake might want me to go through that."
"Not Velvet, probably not Coco… Pyrrha wouldn't be one to learn sex from, and Nora… maybe it's Nora." Ruby approached the statue, and from behind it stepped out Yang. "Yang?!"
"Surprise, sis!" No mask could hide Yang's identity—not from Ruby at the least. "Are you ready to learn?"
"Where to?"
"I know just the place." Yang waved Ruby along into the courtyard's shrubbery.
After walking for a bit, Ruby said, "Yang, are you sure about this?"
"If you're asking if I'm getting anything out of this, I'm not. I'm not doing it for pleasure, just to teach you and to help Blake. And I agree with her. If you're going to participate with random people, you've gotta know what you're getting into."
"Okay."
"Seriously, though, there's some kinky—"
"Yang! Hush, I get it. I do want to venture out on my own tonight, so I guess this is fine. It's just… I don't know. Weird."
"How were things with Blake?"
Ruby quieted. "They were great. The sex aside, it was nice to share that sort of moment with her, you know?"
"Well, she's not my girlfriend." Yang paused to think her words. "This is going to be nothing like that, but you'll get a lot out of it. I hope it will open you up to new things. Sex is weird at times but it's not truly harmful. So long as consent is understood, that can be avoided."
"Right."
"For now, I'm gonna teach you some of the… kooky… stuff Blake and I do sometimes."
"Okay."
"And given what Blake says you've done so far, it should work."
They got behind the bushes and stood in the grass. Yang continued, "I am going to get you finished as fast as possible. For both our sakes, but also because you're not gonna believe how it will feel. Will you do it?"
"Yes. I will."
"So… first thing's first, you're gonna have to get naked." Ruby did—with Yang whistling her approval.
"But not you?" Ruby asked.
"Ruby, I'm not getting any of this. It's all happening to you." Ruby understood. "And now, lie down."
Yang leaned over her sister's nude form, a hand travelling low. "I hear something's been…" a finger touched the top of her opening, "here… Did Blake fuck you good?"
"Unbelievably," Ruby said, the slightest tingle relaxing her.
Yang entered her—just a finger, just a bit. Ruby let out a squeak Yang hadn't heard since before puberty. She laughed it off quickly and returned to her inspection. She curled the finger and rotated. "No resistance," Yang thought. "Yup, Blake's done quite a lot in here. And that means…" Yang immediately went to three fingers. "Ruby, keep it down. This was inevitable, but keep it down."
Yang's thrusts caused pleasure pulses in her younger sister, and every one set off a new sound. Ruby was just a mess. Yang was stretching her out. Ruby was clearly inexperienced, yet wider than she'd thought.
Yang was there to make her wider, and fast. She sought to fit her entire hand up her sister and leader. She hooked her three fingers and gnarled them around. Sure, Blake's penetration hit deep earlier, but Yang couldn't get there if her hand didn't fit in the first place.
She added her pinkie finger, and Ruby's center wasn't having it. "Okay, get back to the basics," Yang thought. She worked on the entrance specifically. "Gotta part the folds as much as I can."
Yang whiplashed the tips of her fingers side to side, slowly drilling in and out as she went. Left, right, each pound and slap to Ruby's pink wetness sent droplets of herself flying all over her body and to the grass surrounding her. Yang decided Ruby couldn't keep the ecstasy quiet, so she kept her other hand over the sister's mouth.
It was working. Yang noticed new ridges of her hand get coated in Ruby's essence. She was going deeper. All four digits went in without a problem, wet slapping sounds getting louder as more of an impact happened each time. Yang was ready to take her sister to the final level.
Yang bent her fingers to allow room for her thumb. It went in. Ruby woke from her daze to look over her nude body and see Yang inside her up to her wrist. Thanks to that, she played with her nipples.
"It's turning her on. Sweet," Yang thought. "I shouldn't do it for too long, though. She must be close." Yang's fist caused Ruby's hips to buckle and legs to spasm under the pressure. Yang propped one leg over her shoulder, and it whipped about like a flag in a tornado.
The new room that gave Yang allowed her to fit more in. She could not go any farther. It was not about moving beyond Ruby's innermost walls. Some she found a way through, but others were a definite barrier. How she hit the walls was her motive. Once she had her hand inside, she opened and closed her fist to her sister's delight, but she was sure to move in and out as she did this.
Ruby looked up at her sister again. She loomed over, her body moving with each thrust of her arm. Yang's breasts caught the moonlight especially. "They fell out of her dress!" Ruby thought. She certainly wasn't going to tell Yang. Yang probably knew. "Is that… what's that mark on them?" They were red.
"That's not just from any pain," she realized, "Coco's emblem is on both her tits."
Yang removed her hand from Ruby, both because she didn't want it to end and to fix her wardrobe issue. "Okay," she said. She waited for Ruby to sit up. "Do you know what that's called." Ruby didn't, and she had a worried look on her face. "Don't worry. We're not done. That was fisting. And because you got all of it in, you shouldn't have a problem taking on any cocks tonight."
"So, what now?" Ruby asked.
Yang was thinking. "Hold on, I don't know exactly how we'll do it, but…"
Yang had a dilemma. The next item on her agenda was face-sitting. The problem was the how. Ruby let her think. "If I sit on her, she learns how to eat someone out, but she gets no pleasure and I don't want to finish this without finishing her. If she sits on me, I can end her there, but she doesn't learn much and I have to… well I have to eat out my sister. Ew."
Yang thought about her conversation with Blake before the dance, having promised to help her and Ruby at the same time. "It's the dance," Blake had said. "There doesn't have to be any inherent romance, you know. That's how Vale works. It's a learning experience and a freedom experiment."
"I'll take one for the team," Yang had punned in agreement.
Those words came back to bite her. She'd have to bite Ruby… if it were to get playful enough. But she knew she had to eat out her sister.
"Now," Yang said, "I need you to get up for a sec." Ruby did, though wobbly at first. Blood tends to leave the legs when they flail up in the air.
Yang lay down in Ruby's place. "You are gonna sit on my face, and I'm going to open my mouth."
Ruby's eyes widened as she knew what that meant. Yang continued, "Tongue is probably the most common way to please a woman. I helped you with men, and now I'm helping with women. So come on down here, sis."
Ruby slowly lowered herself onto Yang's face, giving Yang a view of her butt as she did. "No, not that way," Yang said. "Turn around."
Ruby did, bending until her groin rested on Yang's chin. "You're gonna wanna lean back." Ruby propped herself on Yang's thighs, appearing more like her awkward self than as if she knew what she was doing.
Once Ruby was in place, Yang opened her mouth. Her jaw lowered, and out came her tongue. Ruby immediately collapsed, and Yang held her up by her butt, keeping her tongue lined up. Yang resumed. The first thing she noticed was how similar her inside was to Blake's—spacious, no longer tight thanks to her fist.
Yang didn't want to use any instruments. They would help, sure, but Blake already used a strap-on on Ruby. Yang had clasps, a harness and rope, but they were unnecessary. She had anal beads, but she was in no way going to use them on her own sister.
Ruby would have to experience all of those pleasures later tonight, and Yang would make sure Ruby could be ready enough while still experiencing enough things for the first time. It was just as much her job to make sure Ruby was mentally prepared as it was being physically prepared.
Yang's own body was enough to fulfill her goals, and that's what she was doing. She massaged Ruby's lower cheeks as she held them up, making sure all angles got their share. Even Ruby's crack, but Yang strayed away from her other hole.
There was no way her tongue could do what her hand has already done. She figured it was more nimble, however, and used that to her advantage. She lapped at Ruby's folds. Each side needed treatment; each lick needed to cover uncharted territory.
That went for the insides as well. She couldn't reach what Blake's strap-on could, but she tried. Admittedly, she was inexperienced with cunnilingus, or at the very least rusty. She used Ruby's moans and sudden exhales as guides for what to do.
Yang realized Ruby had the most pleasure at her entrance. Besides the top, the clit, having the obvious most feedback, she found the inner brim worthwhile. She ran circles around Ruby's inner walls. After this and all of the fisting, Yang knew her younger sister was close. She had to be. She was new to this.
Yang sped up her tongue, giving it more pressure as she heard Ruby's sounds grow erratic. Her tongue would slip out, and it would elicit a special amount of noise. Yang changed to just doing that. She stuck her tongue in, ran it back out along the walls, and carried out some of Ruby's juices with it, then repeated elsewhere.
Ruby's back arched, and her breasts bounced from the breathing alone. If this was her night, she couldn't wait to get out there—but she needed to cum first. She felt it on its way, but not in full. "Keep doing that," she managed to say, very short of breath. Yang obliged. Her tongue licked up her clit, came out, and went back in. Next, she pressed it against the bottom of Ruby's sex, licking out while keeping it pressed.
Yang realized that, upon exit, she licked beyond Ruby's folds. It went further down her sister's body, almost reaching Ruby's other hole. Yang managed to save it, though she heard a different moan from Ruby. It was of pleasure, but she hoped Ruby didn't get what exactly she almost did.
Yang went back to her duty, also making sure her hands played with the leader's buttocks enough. It was a valuable way to stimulate the nerves without entry. Ruby managed to bring a hand to her breasts without falling over, and the extra oomph did it. Ruby came, coating Yang's tongue in what felt like a permanent layer of Yang-knew-what.
Ruby fell backward, silent, her breaths much quieter than the moans that could have alerted the school. Yang rolled out from under her sister, grabbing her tongue and transferring all the juices back onto Ruby's body, all up and down her chest.
Ruby was a mess. She wasn't wet anymore; at least her sex stopped producing it. Her skin was all very much wet—from her juices, from her sweat, from Yang's tongue. Her legs were covered, her thighs she could forget about drying off and her chest even had considerable splashes besides what Yang did to clean her tongue.
Ruby had used a towel and a few short runs of water after her time with Blake earlier, but having experienced Yang's full force, she would now need a proper shower. There was no other hope.
"How was it?" Ruby heard Yang ask.
She came back from the high and said, "I'm no longer… tired? No—I mean I have no hope of sleeping, yet I don't feel like getting up."
"I know how that feels," Yang said, her hand extended, "Come on. Get up… You… need a shower." Yang's hands were dry from wiping off on Ruby, but they were wet once more when she helped Ruby off the grass. She ran her hand across Ruby again.
"Ew, really, sis?" Ruby said. "Fine, I will. I don't want to smell like sex no matter how inevitable it is. You're going to live with it, though?"
"Eh, it won't hurt me."
"Okay," Ruby said. "I guess I'm carrying my dress with me. I can't put it back on until I shower."
"My sister has to streak across campus," Yang thought. "At least she can cover herself with the dress." And with that thought, Yang was no longer concerned.
Yang said, "So I just fisted you, and then we did face-sitting. You don't need a girl to sit on your face to eat her out, just so you know. I thought it would add to the pleasure, and I'll admit it's been a while since I did it."
Yang spoke like a teacher or coach of sorts to make it less awkward as a sister. She continued, "Next time, you should be the one giving the oral. It doesn't hurt to learn."
"I will," Ruby said.
"Alright. I think that's it. I love you, Ruby."
"I love you too."
"You look ready for the night now for sure. Go have your shower, though. Please."
They bid farewell. Ruby headed to a locker room, since it had the nearest shower. Yang stood still a moment.
Her sister having left her sight, Yang took out her phone and called Blake. It answered immediately, telling Yang she wasn't interrupting anything. "Hello?" Blake said.
"I just finished with Ruby," Yang said.
"What did you do exactly?"
"Fisted her and she sat on my face"
"Yang," Blake paused, "did you do anal?"
"No." Yang was abrupt.
"You do realize that's your thing. That's why I sent her to you."
"Blake, she's my sister. I'm not gonna do that with my sister. Why would I?"
"I needed to know if she'd be into it, sorry. This masquerade dance is the beginning of our sexual relationship."
"Since it's sooooooo important to you," Yang teased, "I'll say I trust my sister enough to be ready for that if it comes after what we did at least. She didn't respond negatively to the face-sitting, especially when my chin was… pressing up on it. I mean, my tongue got… close. She probably noticed. She never looked concerned. I think she actually liked it."
"Thanks, Yang. That means a lot. You're a big help. I'll see you later?"
"Welcome. And you will ;)"
Next Chapter: Coco and Neon try to get "too kinky."