A/N: Took a while to get this one done, but at last have it finished~
Enjoy~
Better Baddy
''Here's the stuff you requested, Doctor...''
''Hm? Ah, thanks Mudrock. You're a big help.''
''Hehe. It's a pleasure.''
The sound of conversation could easily be heard from within the Doctor's office, the masked man in question sat behind his desk and sifting through a miniature mountain of documents that never seemed to ever get smaller. Stood before his desk, handing him a fresh pack of pens, stood Mudrock; her heavy-duty uniform off her shoulders and leaving her upper torso bare, the black sports bra she wore not covering all that much given her considerable bust size.
And lazily laying on the couch, forgotten, was W – amongst the most famous of Reunion defectors. Sprawled across the length of the couch she was supposed to be his secretary for the day, but frankly just couldn't be bothered, busying herself instead with reading a magazine and half-heartedly fetching things for the Doctor when asked. In contrast however Mudrock was much more helpful even though she was on her day-off, all smiles as she went back-and-forth and basically acted as his secretary in W's stead.
Which would inevitably get her chewed out by Kal'tsit, admittedly, but she was feeling lazy today, sue her.
''Ah, could you hold the fort down for me whilst I go fetch some notes from Kal'tsit?'' The Doctor asked of Mudrock, smiling. ''Won't be long, five minutes at most.''
''Mm.'' Mudrock just smiled warmly. ''I'll wait here.''
Uttering a quick thanks the Doctor rose up from his hair and hurried out of the room, the soft click of the door echoing shut behind him. Near-silence fell upon the room in his absence, the only real noise being the soft breathing of the two women in the room... and soon the shuffling of cloth as W sat up, hopping to her feet. The noise drew Mudrock's eyes over to W, curious as she watched W approach her with a smug smirk.
''Tryin' to get closer to the Doctor, are you~?'' W then teased, eyes gleaming with mirth.
''H-Huh?'' Mudrock flushed. ''Not really? Just... trying to be helpful, is all.''
''Yeah, sure~'' W just cooed. ''Don't think I haven't seen you trying to cosy up with him. Hoping to get in his bed too, I'd bet~''
''I-I'm not!'' Mudrock denied, but her cheeks only grew more red – not from guilt, but from the idea W planted in her mind. A very tempting idea, admittedly.
W, however, saw it as guilt. ''Heh, you can't lie. Shame, though, you can't have him.''
''Huh...?''
W stepped closer, smug. ''If anyone from Reunion is going to take the Doc, then it's me.''
The challenge took Mudrock by surprise. ''You like the Doctor...?''
''Eh...'' Waving a hand the shorter Sarkaz shrugged. ''I wouldn't say 'like', more like I wanna get in his pants, but I guess he isn't as bad as I originally thought.''
''But the Doctor likes me more...!'' With a cute frown Mudrock protested, voice soft but with a firm edge to it. ''You barely even like him, and I... really like him...''
''Hmph, sorry to say, but I defected from Reunion sooner so I get first dibs.''
''How does that even work...?!''
W just smirked, cocky and self-assured, in contrast to Mudrock's more uncertain but determined look. So lost in their little argument they barely noticed their closeness... up until W's chest pushed up against Mudrock's, prompting her to glance down. Instantly a perverse idea came to mind, one that she latched onto with a cheeky grin.
''Actually, why don't we see who suits him better?''' W proposed with a devious gleam in her eyes. ''The Doctor is a man, right? And all men have baser needs. So... why don't we see who can sate those 'needs' better, hm? You'd easily be able to, right?''
Cheeks darkening from the implicating words Mudrock hesitated, but the idea of letting the Doctor be snatched up by the harlot before her steeled her determination. ''O-Of course! I won't lose!''
W snickered and backed off just as the door opened, Amiya meandering in with some more documents – curiously looking at the two ex-Reunion women who glared competitively at each other from across the room.
X-x-X
It was evening that the Doctor finally found himself free from the office.
As seemed to be commonplace nowadays it was a busy day with lots of training schedules to write out and equipment forms to help sort through, but it was made less stressful by Mudrock, who helped him out in the office... doubly so after he came back from Kal'tsit's office. Even though W was meant to be helping him out Mudrock was at his beck and call the entire day, determination in her eyes as she did whatever he asked without fail.
Now, as evening waned he'd left the two women behind at his office at their behest – Mudrock's more than W's – and began making his way back to his dorm room. It wasn't super far, just up a floor and down a couple hallways towards the more private, executive wing of rooms reserved for higher-ranking officials like himself, Kal'tsit, Amiya and so forth. Thus the hallway was on the quieter end, just one or two other people meandering down it despite the late hour.
Making it easy to hear the quick footsteps that darted down the hallway in his direction – preluding the pair of arms that wrapped themselves around his right, a pair of boobs pressing against his biceps.
''Hey Doc~!'' The cheeky voice of W graced his ear.
''W?'' He blinked in surprise. ''Weren't you going to lock up the office for me?''
''Meh.'' The Reunion traitor just shrugged, a tinge of smugness on her face.
Which was code for 'I left Mudrock to do it', undoubtedly.
''Haah... you really should take your work more seriously, you know. Kal'tsit will chew you out if you don't.'' The Doctor sighed. ''I can't keep saying you're doing your work forever.''
''It's fine~'' W just shrugged off the danger, amused. ''Hey, you headin' to your room now?''
''Yes? Why?''
''Well, I wanted to spend some time with you, is all~'' W cheekily confessed.
''...you had all day when we were in the office, though?'' The Doctor deadpanned.
''That was different.'' W waved off. ''So, mind if I-''
The Sarkaz woman was interrupted, however, by a flurry of fast footsteps that chased after them – bringing an exasperated expression to W's face. The Doctor didn't even have the time to turn before he felt a pair of arms wrap around his left one, hugging the limb into a soft, large bosom.
''Doctor.'' Mudrock squeezed his arm closer. ''Can we go to your room? We need to talk.''
The sudden urge left the Doctor blinked in confusion, but seeing no reason to refuse he agreed. Leading the two women towards his room was made a little awkward by their grips on his arms but he made it work. Mercifully W let go of his arm when they reached it, allowing the Doctor to pull his key-card out and swipe it through the door, leading them both inside.
His room wasn't anything too grand, more Spartan than anything else; the walls a plain grey and his whole room having a smooth, modern aesthetic quality to it, from the grey-black bed sheets to the design of the furniture. Leading them in he meandered over towards his bed, hearing his door hiss shut behind the two women; prompting him to pop the question.
''So... either of you want some water?'' The Doctor turned-
-and his face swiftly heated up as W suddenly closed the distance, pressing her ample bust against his chest. ''I don't think that'll be necessary, Doctor~''
''W? What are you-'' His response dried up as Mudrock pushed herself against his side, her even bigger breasts pressing up against his biceps. ''Y-You too, Mudrock...?''
Mudrock bit her lip, demure as she grasped his mask and peeled it off. ''...Doctor... I'm going to be... a bit bold, but...''
Mudrock glanced at W – and then faster than even W expected the somewhat-shy Mudrock suddenly darted up, her lips mashing against his. The kiss was so sudden that the Doctor was left frozen in place, stunned silent and fully aware of how soft Mudrock's lips were, feeling them press harder against his as if desperately trying to elicit a reaction. She succeeded; an uncertain sound escaping the Doctor's throat as he pulled back, confused.
''Why-''
Once again in what would become a running theme he was cut off, this time by W – the ex-Reunion member suddenly grabbing his hood and yanking him down into a kiss. She was much more aggressive, lips mashing up against his and muffling his surprised groan, smirking viciously into the kiss when he tried to pull back, but she refused; holding onto his hood with her superior strength and keeping their lips together until W ran out of air, forcing her to break off the kiss with an explosive gasp.
''Hah... what we want is simple, Doctor.'' W purred, grinning salaciously. ''You fuck us. Whichever is better, wins. Simple, see?''
Not giving him a chance to respond W laid a hand on his chest and pushed, shoving him back onto the bed. Within moments both women joined him on their hands and knees, W's eager grin contrasting Mudrock's demure determination, her eyes soft but brow set into a firm frown. Without wasting any time W started on his jacket, ripping open the buttons one by one, prompting Mudrock to hurriedly go for his pants, tugging and pulling until she got them down.
''H-Hey, wait a second...!'' The Doctor spoke up, flustered. ''Isn't this a bit too fast?!''
''Nah.'' W casually retorted. ''Fast would be me yanking you into the supply closet on your walk home and fucking you in there.''
The Doctor blushed at the suggestion, shuddering as any protests he dared to put up died on his tongue – doubly so when Mudrock leaned down and, tentatively, put her lips on his. He groaned into the Sarkaz's mouth and grabbed onto one of her horns, holding her down and deepening the kiss, not resisting as she undid his loosened belt and pulled his pants down to his shins, leaving W to unbutton his undershirt and pull both open.
The moment they broke off the kiss W had her face in his neck, smirking as she nipped at his flesh. The Doctor squirmed, shuddering as he felt Mudrock kiss his cheek and forehead, her hands roaming over his chest in tandem with W's, both women shoving and pushing at his heavy coat until they made him slip his arms through the holes, allowing them to peel it off and leave him shirtless, only his boxers really left to cover his modest. Though that didn't last long, as after a quick neck-nibble from W and a kiss from Mudrock, both women moved down and tugged his boxers down.
Allowing his sizeable shaft to spring out, rapidly hardening.
''W-Wow...'' Mudrock whispered, cheeks reddening.
''Hm... not bad~'' W was much more blasé about it, but the way her tail swished told of her own excitement. ''Mm... is it hot in here? Feel like I need to... cool down a tiny bit~''
With cooed words W leaned back and grasped the hem of her grey shirt, pulling it up and up, revealing her creamy stomach – before revealing her ample, rounded breasts clad in a red bra. The sight alone attracted the Doctor's attention, bringing a knowing grin to W's lips, the seductive Sarkaz casually shrugging her coat off and pulling her top up over her head, leaving her nearly topless in front of him.
''Mm, you like that~?'' W teased. ''Considering how many female Operators you got under your command, I bet you've seen more than a few, haven't you~?''
''N-Not really...'' The Doctor hurriedly denied.
''That so~? Then lemme give you a good look~'' Purring W undid the latch behind her back, the click lost amidst the last syllable – and by the time she drew a breath her red, lacy bra went slack, allowing her to shrug off the straps and peel it off.
The Doctor stared, intimately tracing the curve of her breasts with his eyes; from how they gently shifted apart without her bra to push them up or how they heaved with every slow breath W took, her nipples a pinkish hue. Smirking W grabbed her right breast and squeezed it between her slender fingers, giving him a show of it whilst her free hand went down to his cock, stroking it with slow, up-down pumps of her wrist.
''D-Doctor... here...''
Mudrock's soft voice drew the Doctor's eyes to the right, and he laid witness to Mudrock peeling off the legs of her bodysuit, demure as she kicked it off her feet and left herself kneeling in front of him in naught but a pair of loose-fitting bra and panties, both black in nature. The bra didn't last long on her large breasts however; slender fingers curling under the hem before pulling it up and over her head, letting her white hair flutter and her heavy breasts to bounce free.
''Hmph. Show-off.'' W muttered, laying herself down on her front.
The Doctor glanced back down, eyes tracing her slender back and smooth shoulders, laying eyes on her face – just as W leaned in and took a lick of his dick. A shudder of pleasure spasmed through his body, a moan reflexively escaping his throat, but W was far from done; smugly smirking as she lavished the head of his cock with a string of wet licks, her tongue slithering around the tip or over the head, covering it in her spit.
Until Mudrock joined in. Laying down on his other side the bustier Reunion woman kissed the tip, her lips affectionately smooching the tip and prompting W to do the same thing; both women competing for space. Putting their tongues to work only made it worse, their wet, saliva-coated appendages sliding over the tip or around just under the head, W's hand still pumping his cock whilst Mudrock contented herself with fondling his balls.
''Mn, ah... you two...'' The Doctor breathed, aroused.
Mudrock blushed at his tone, peeking up at him – and then the moment W pulled back for a breath she darted in with surprising initiative, taking the whole tip into her mouth. Ignoring W's 'tch' Mudrock pushed her lips all the way down to W's curled index finger, sucking back up to the tip a moment later; giving him a blow-job. The way she slid her pinkish lips along his dick and so lovingly sucked it left the Doctor moaning, his hips lifting up off the bed lightly just so he could get more of his dick in her mouth.
''Hey, gimme a turn.'' W poked Mudrock's forehead. ''Ain't a challenge if you get all the fun.''
Reluctantly Mudrock complied and pulled her lips off, though not before she gave the tip one last little smooch. Huffing W did the same, her kiss quicker and letting her rosy lips spread over the tip, engulfing the head. The erotic sensation left him twitching, a moan fleeing the Doctor's lips as the naughty Sarkaz started bobbing her head; wet, slurping sucks gracing his ears as she went down on him, her hand deviously shifting lower down just so she could suck off more of his dick.
Mudrock was not idle either, however. Shifting up his body slightly the busty woman took his right hand and guided it to her bust, blushing as she made him grab one of her large, marshmallowy breasts – and tempting him to squeeze. The way his fingers sunk into her flesh was enamouring but the way she moaned softly made it truly memorable, his mind becoming consumed by lust as the two women played with him.
''Mmph, Mm, ghk...'' W bobbed her head quicker; the tip nearly hitting the back of her throat as she sucked away – before with a soft gasp she pulled her lips off, jerking him off rapidly instead.
The friction sent heat climbing his cock, a needy, throbbing warmth building at the tip but not quite there yet. Something W seemed to sense, smirking as she kept jerking him off but at a slower pace, just keeping him edged but no more than that. It was only when he moaned under his breath for more that W put her lips on the tip and went back down – only for the Sarkaz to grunt when he grabbed one of her red horns and yanked her down by them, making her take his entire shaft down her throat.
''Ghk... gh...'' Shuddering W held onto his thighs, leaning over his dick more so it would go down her throat easier – and then started blowing him in earnest.
The Doctor couldn't hope to contain his gasping groan; white-hot pleasure climbing his shaft as he felt her saliva-coated lips slide up-and-down his cock, several times pursing just under the head and making her ensuing suck up all the more intense. With his hand on her horn he had some control over it, encouraging him to yank her down it more and more vigorously – until W forced her head all the way up and gasped, coughing a little and with thin strands of saliva hanging between her mouth and his cock.
Mudrock chose then to shuffle down, blushing bashfully as she laid down on her front as well, lips coming to touch the tip. Uncaring of the mixed saliva on his dick Mudrock accepted his cock between her pinkish lips, not protesting when he grasped her onyx-black horn and pulled her down - a shuddering moan tumbling from his lips when she took him down her throat without restraint, barely even gagging. W looked almost offended she did it with barely any effort.
''Mmph... slrp... Mm...'' Unintentionally sensual Mudrock sucked up to the tip and went back down to the base, his hand on her horn as he guided her along it.
It also allowed him to control how fast she went. Pulling more he made her bob her head faster, relishing the wet sound of her lips slurping along his dick – but W wanted his attention to, cheeks pink as she crawled up his front and pushed her tits into his face. He certainly didn't mind, one arm wrapping around W's bare back and shaking his face between her rounded breasts, motor-boating the Sarkaz woman and earning a smug coo from her.
Shuddering the Doctor groaned into her tits, pleasure spasming up his cock and through his hips - prompting W to suddenly pull back. Gripping Mudrock's horn he pulled the bustier Sarkaz woman up too, releasing an explosive breath when she popped her lips off, leaving his cock sticky with spit and twitching in the cool bedroom air. For just a few moments he was left like that, getting some minor reprieve.
Until W leaned down, and with a smug expression trapped his cock between her rounded breasts. Hot flesh smothered his cock on all sides as she pressed her boobs together, lifting them up a little and guiding them back down, giving him a titfuck. The pleasure was slight but the sheer eroticness intense, coaxing a tight moan out of the Doctor – and one that rose in pitch when Mudrock jealously pushed her much larger breasts against W's, trapping his dick between both their boobs as they pushed him to his limit.
''Ah, wait, y-you two...! A-Agh!'' With a tight, strained gasp the Doctor peaked.
And then with a jerk of his hips, he came; thick ropes of cum erupting from the bulbous tip and spurting up between their tits, landing atop them. W smirked and Mudrock gasped softly, both women pushing their tits together in unison and causing the ensuing spurts to splat between their breasts, his load hot against their creamy flesh and coaxing a moan out of the Doctor.
''Mm~'' Humming W was the first to pull back, scooping up some of his semen and licking it up off her finger. ''Not bad, Doctor~''
The Doctor just groaned breathlessly, panting. The two women before him however were far from finished, climbing off the bed and disappearing from his line-of-sight, though the Doctor was too out-of-breath to tilt his head and follow. When he heard the sound of cloth sliding down flesh, however, he found the strength to tilt his head and peek.
And promptly blushed as he found W peeling her grey pantyhose down her long legs, climbing out of them and kicking them off her heel. Bending forwards she wiggled her shapely behind at him as her panties came down over her rear, falling down her creamy legs before she daintily hopped out of them, smug as she climbed onto the bed. behind him, joined soon by an equally-naked Mudrock, the taller woman blushing as he looked at her bare rear.
''Doctor...'' Demurely Mudrock shook her ass, the movement slow and slight. ''Don't stare...''
''Heh.'' Getting on her hands and knees as well W moved up next to Mudrock. ''C'mon Doc, who you gonna fuck first~?''
The Doctor stared, lust raging through him and hardening his cock right up, sheer arousal fuelling his movements as he climbed back up to her knees. W just smirked knowingly and lifted her tail up, giving him an uninhibited view of her pussy, one hand going underneath herself just to rub her folds before spreading them apart, giving him an easy target to thrust into.
Thus the Doctor shifted behind her... and lined himself up with Mudrock's slit, and pushed inside. ''Mn!''
''A-Ah~!'' Mudrock cried out cutely, clutching at the bed covers. ''D-Doctor...!''
''Oi.'' W deadpanned.
The Doctor ignored her, feeling a tiny bit smug as he grabbed Mudrock by the hips, admiring her smooth curves as he eased himself in deeper – any smugness taking a back-seat as pure, carnal pleasure enveloped his cock, her inner walls clenching around his cock. The feeling was far more intense than he expected, coaxing a stiff groan from his throat as he started pulling back before easing himself right back in.
Gently he repeated the motion, mindful to take it slow – but when Mudrock shuddered and whimpered for more the Doctor didn't hesitate to give her that, driving himself forth into her heat. Mudrock's bare shoulders tensed and she arched her back, gasping, and then let out a moan when he suddenly reached around and grabbed onto one of her breasts; groping her plump, marshmallowy tit as he started pumping into her faster.
''Mn, ah... Doctor... it feels... you feel...'' Mudrock moaned out, glancing back at him. ''So good... I love it...''
The Doctor shivered at her gentle words, rewarding her by leaning down and pressing his lips against hers – earning a soft moan from the Sarkaz as she kissed him back. One hand cupped his cheek and she slowly arched her back to keep the kiss going, the hand on her breast pulling her torso back further until her torso was arched back towards him, his dick still snugly pumping between her nether lips, arousal leaving his cock glistening in the brief moments it pulled out of her sex.
Burning lungs eventually forced them apart however; a mutual, synchronised gasp fleeing their lips as they broke the kiss off. Without missing a beat the Doctor leaned back and moved both his hands to her shoulders, pushing her back down onto all fours as he rammed himself into her; their flesh loudly smacking together as he went balls-deep into her quivering pussy, loving the way Mudrock demurely gasped and moaned, her womanhood squeezing him lovingly in return.
''Hey.'' W drawled, shaking her ass impatiently. ''You not even gonna stick your fingers in me or anything? Just gonna let me hang here till you're done?''
''Yep.'' The Doctor shamelessly grunted, earning a disbelieving look from W. ''Consider it punishment for not doing your work.''
Ignoring W's indignant squawk the Doctor kept fucking Mudrock, his pace hastening to a pounding tempo that drove his cock deeply into the Sarkaz woman. Mudrock herself couldn't hope to contain her shameful moans of pleasure, her slender fingers gripping the quilt under them as he filled her pussy to the brim with every eager buck of his waist, ramming himself up against her innermost parts with such force he pushed her forwards, forcing Mudrock to push her ass back and impale herself on him.
Then the Doctor glanced up at Mudrock's tall horns – and in a moment of bold lust he grabbed them. The Sarkaz gasped, tightening like a vice around his dick as he pulled on her horns whilst he rammed into her slick sex, pulling her head back somewhat and fucking a moan out of Mudrock's throat. On instinct the Sarkaz arched her back and let her arms hang limply by her sides, taking the increasingly-rough pounding with naught but a whimper, feeling her stomach tie itself into knots.
''Ah, Doctor, something's... a-ah...!'' Mudrock whimpered, hands curling into fists.
The Doctor just groaned back, resisting the tempting heat that climbed his cock and just focusing on slamming it between her tightening walls, his shaft sliding between them as he pounded her. The heat however became irresistible, the mere thought of pulling out non-existent as he instead battered her depths and prepared to shooting his load, his muscles all locking up and a cry tumbling from Mudrock's lips-
''Mn!''
-before with a sharp grunt the Doctor slammed forth, pelvis hitting Mudrock's shapely behind, and he came inside her. Mudrock cried out as she felt him fill her, his load splattering against her inner walls or pumping up into her womb, the foreign sensation pushing herself to a powerful, muscle-tightening climax. One that rippled through her intensely, her naked body taut as she spasmed on her knees, squirting when he managed to slam inside her one more time; delivering his load deep into her.
And then with a moan he pulled out. The sudden lack of cock in her left Mudrock whimpering, fatigue overcoming her body and making her fall flat on her front, panting into the bed sheets. The Doctor admired her limp, naked body; from her shapely butt to her bare chest, the latter somewhat squished under her until she put an arm under herself so she could breathe easier.
His staring however was interrupted as W suddenly tackled him, a tight smile on her face as she pinned him to the bed. ''My turn, Doctor.''
Giving him no say on the matter the domineering Sarkaz shifted back and straddled his waist, one hand going down and grabbing his still-erect cock, jerking him off. Sensitive from his previous orgasm the Doctor gasped, electrical pleasure arcing along his cock and making his back arch on instinct, humping himself up just as W lowered her hips, cooing as she grinded on his dick.
Then with practically zero warning W lifted herself up, let the tip rub up against her entrance – and dropped herself down onto his cock. The suddenness of it forced a stifled growl of pleasure from the Doctor's throat, eyes screwing shut as he felt her vaginal walls grip his dick pleasurably tight, his pleasure joined by a hot moan from W herself. Bare of cloth W planted her hands on his chest and leaned forwards, giving him an inviting view of her breasts as she herself lifted herself up, more and more of his dick sliding from her folds.
''Mn!'' Only for W to slam herself back down his cock, groaning as the tip hit her innermost parts. ''Hah, fuck, your dick feels better than I expected Doc, ahaha~''
The Doctor merely moaned in reply, both his hands going to her waist before sliding up her sides, mapping out her body with naught but his hands. They made their way up her stomach and to her breasts, roughly sinking his fingers into her rounded breasts, squishing them beneath his groping fingers. W just grunted and no more, arousal in her eyes as she started to ride him properly, her movements slow at first as she adjusted to his length.
Only for a short while, however. W got used to his dick faster than Mudrock did, a salacious smile curled at her lips as she started to ride him faster, rocking her waist at the same time and stirring him around her slick insides slightly. In response the Doctor dropped his hands to her hips, grunting as he squeezed them and silently asking for more. W, ever the tease however, merely slowed down.
Until his right hand left – and then came down on her ass, boldly spanking the Sarkaz woman.
''Mm?!'' Startled W gazed at him in surprise... before that surprise melted into lustful satisfaction. ''Oho... now you're speaking my language, Doc~''
Licking her lips W dug her nails into his chest but worked her hips at last, bouncing on his cock with renewed vigour. Any pain her nails caused was overshadowed by the pleasure he felt, a moan curling out of the Doctor's throat as her wet walls embraced his dick and squeezed so tightly, tempting him to bring his hand down in another spank, coaxing a lustful hiss from W's lips, a bit of sadistic pleasure creeping into her visage as she rotated her hips around in wild, erotic circles.
The pleasure was too intense. Already having endured two back-to-back orgasms the Doctor was helpless to resist the heat that crept up his shaft, his hips instinctively jerking up and plunging his cock between her slick nether lips, pounding W as she impaled herself down onto him – fucking a hot, satisfied moan out of the Sarkaz woman. She paid him back wholeheartedly, grabbing one of his wrists and pulling his hand to her right breast; moaning throatily when he sunk his fingers into her plump tit, squishing it between his groping fingers.
''Ah, W, I-I can't...!'' The Doctor gasped out, heat climbing his cock-
-and far faster than he expected he blew his load in W. The Sarkaz tensed, her walls snugly squeezing his shaft and coaxing out the hot shots of cum within, splattering them against her slick walls. Mewling W rolled her hips and milked more from him, giving him no mercy as she slowly continued riding him, wringing him dry for every last drop of seed she could milk from him – and only when his orgasm ceased did she stop, merely humming as she slowed to a stop.
''Ah... hah...'' The Doctor shuddered, twitching as W slowly and sensually lifted herself up – two fingers spreading her folds to reveal her cum-leaking sex.
''I didn't get to finish, Doctor~'' W purred. ''You better be ready to keep going until I'm satisfied~''
The Doctor just grunted, sitting up – determined to go another round.
X-x-X
''M-Mm! Yes, like that! F-Fuck!''
W's hot, breathy curse rung in the Doctor's ears as he slammed his hips forth, plunging his throbbing girth between her slick folds, battering her innermost parts relentlessly. Laid on his side W laid in front of him, one of his arm under her side and grabbing onto her bare breast whilst his other hand held her left leg up, allowing him to ruthlessly plunge himself balls-deep into the Sarkaz woman, rough as he pounded her.
And W loved it. Throaty moans and gasping grunts fled her lips as he railed her, his cock scraping her walls as he pumped in-and-out of her. Thanks to their position his face was pushed into her neck as well, his hot, laboured breaths flush against her neck until his lips came to smooch it, earning a tight moan from W; her slick vaginal walls gripping his shaft tighter, her end rapidly approaching.
''Ah, Doctor, fuck...!'' W gasped out, clutching onto the bed sheets in front of her. ''Fucking cum inside me, do it now, fucking- Mn, ah, s-shit~!''
With a pleased, orgasmic curse W convulsed against him, her walls tightening around his shaft as she finally climaxed – and after a mere few thrusts the Doctor emptied his load into her, moaning right into W's flushed ear as he filled her.
X-x-X
''Ah... ahh... W-W...''
The Doctor gasped tightly, throat closing up as relentless pleasure coursed up his cock – courtesy of the hand that jerked him off from behind as W gave him a reach-around. Knelt in front of him on her knees sat Mudrock, cheeks aflame as his cock was jerked off in her face and able to just stare demurely up at him, her pretty visage just as alluring as her bare body. And with how close he was already after being blown by Mudrock, and he was so very nearly at his limit.
''Ah... Mudrock...'' The Doctor moaned out, throbbing between W's slender, stroking fingers.
Mudrock just swallowed, and with a cutely-embarrassed expression shut her eyes and opened her mouth, her tongue extending out to give him a target. The sight only hastened his end, white-hot pleasure lancing up his cock and begging for release, the mere thought of cumming on her face or on her tongue driving him whilst. Doubly so when Mudrock demurely grabbed onto her breasts and pushed them up, giving him an even easier target.
And then with a muffled grunt he came; shooting thick ropes of cum that splattered across Mudrock's tongue and hitting her cheeks. The demure Sarkaz flinched a little, moaning as several more thick ropes of semen landed across her forehead or on her breasts, utterly coating her visage in layers of white seed. Even when his orgasm waned she kept her tongue out, curling it back into her mouth only when he moaned tiredly; audibly swallowing his semen.
''Mm... b-bitter...''
''Heh.'' W just smirked, crawling out from behind him. ''Gimme a taste too~''
The ensuing yuri show would get him rock-hard in no time, and within the minute he would be balls-deep in W.
X-x-X
''A-Ah... Doctor...''
''Mm, fuck, keep going...''
Both W and Mudrock moaned; voices low and lustful as they squirmed back against the bed, legs spread and with one hand between each of their legs. The Doctor sat before the pair, fingering them both in unison, his digits slick with their arousal as he jammed them in-and-out. He slowed down and sped up and erratic intervals, fucking both of them closer and closer to climax, aided by the thumb that occasionally slid over their clits or fingertips that rubbed up against their more sensitive parts.
And after numerous orgasms and equally as many creampies both women were nearing their limits,. Gasps arose from Mudrock's throat, her back lifting off the sweat-laden sheets, whilst W groaned through pursed lips and kicked her legs out slightly, her heels pressing into the sheets as they slid along them. The Doctor relished their pleasure-filled expressions, fingering both women relentlessly, pushing them closer and closer to their limits.
''Mn... a-ah...!'' Mudrock cried out stiffly, arching her back.
''Hah... almost...!'' W gripped at the sheets tightly too.
And then practically at once both women climaxed; spasms rippling through their bodies and their walls tightening around his digits. The Doctor watched as they spasmed and writhed, their torsos twisting and legs kicking out slightly; a squirt escaping Mudrock when he curled his fingers mid-way through her climax, the whimper of bliss that fled her lips sweet on the ears.
The Doctor kept moving his fingers until their orgasms waned, gladly withdrawing his fingers from her slick pussies – fatigue overcoming him at last after numerous back-to-back orgasms and sex acts. Perhaps sensing that Mudrock held a hand out to him, and when he took it she pulled him up against her, hugging him like he was an oversized teddy-bear. W pouted but pushed herself up against his back, spooning him languidly.
''So.'' W spoke into his ear. ''Who's better, eh, Doc?'
''Hm... both.''
''Pah, coward.'' W grumbled, but didn't seem all that bothered. ''Whatever, I'm takin' a nap. Wake me if Kal'tsit is coming.''
The Doctor hummed an agreement, dozing a bit himself – making himself comfy between the two nude women, their body heat pleasantly warm against him.
Not how he expected his evening to go, but he certainly wasn't complaining.
[END]