"I miss having my own room," Weiss says, walking into your apartment. She closes her eyes and revels in the lack of Ruby bothering her. "There's less worry about someone discovering something private."
"Just what exactly did you do back at home that you didn't want others to find out about?" Blake asks, smugly raising an eyebrow. "Nothing naughty, I hope."
"I WAS about to say at least the company here us a bit better, though now I'm not so sure," Weiss says, suddenly blushing.
"I'd like to say we're better than your family. They're… kinda famous for being… terrible," Blake follows up. "Plus, I think we come with a few more benefits." The Faunus flicks her eyes down to Weiss' waist, then winks.
"You raise a fair point. I MUCH prefer being with either of you than with any of my family members. Winter less so, but I think you make much better…" Weiss puts on her own sultry look and finishes with, "…company than my sister. For… numerous reasons."
"Three's better than two, anyway," you say, putting a hand on Weiss' lower back. Though she jumps, she quickly relaxes and smirks as you lower your hand to her butt.
"We don't KNOW that," Blake laughs, removing her bow to free her ears. "Though I've been dying to test that theory." She draws close to your free side and waits for her butt to be grabbed. You take two handfuls from your girlfriends and pull them into a three-way hug. "Best not to keep me waiting much longer."
"Then wait no more," you say, grabbing either girl by the waist, focusing your aura for a strength boost, then carrying them to the bedroom. You deposit them and start removing your shirt.
Having been literally swept off their feet, both Weiss and Blake enjoy the showing of manhood. Weiss turns her back to Blake, letting her unzip her dress; her blue and white dress threatens to fall before she catches it, waiting for her other to start.
Quite unlike her, Weiss puts on a smug face and casually drops, "You never said who really won, you know…" She mostly just throws the words out there, as if testing the waters. "I know you just said Ruby to boost her confidence, though she did look very cute. Blake and I were so rudely interrupted before you could announce the REAL winner." She smiles, clueing you in that she has something planned that might put her over Blake.
"I'm not doing this," you say, letting logic take hold. Choosing a side, while just a fun sexy game, might lead to real jealousy rather than playful jealousy. Humoring it while they were in the changing rooms was a bit less dangerous than here when they were undressing. "I refuse."
"Oh, come on~" Blake says, suddenly very close to you. "I wanna knowww~" she says in a very cutesy voice.
"Nope. Not gonna happen."
"You're no fun~" Weiss play-humphs, holding her dress a bit higher. After a short pause, she not-so-much-suggests-as-declares, "Oh, I know! You don't have to say anything, but I think we can figure it out."
Blake raises an eyebrow and looks down at your waist. She turns to Weiss. "You know, I think you're right. There's no way he can lie to us THAT way."
Well… You guess this solution works. Wait, no, you're sure this solution works, or at least, it greatly benefits you. Though, now you'll have to be careful so as not to favor one girl over the other too much. Switching off was going to be hard… Man, having two girlfriends is more complicated than initially thought.
Though you say nothing, Weiss says, "So we agree! Amazing! I'll start!" She slips out of her heels and lets go of her dress, letting it fall to the floor along with her modesty. You are met with the sight of Weiss' bare breasts and a pair of lacy white panties that clung tightly to her ample hips. Any shyness she had shown prior was completely gone, even though this would only be her third time having sex (one with you, one with Blake). Weiss even casually models, showing off her boobs and winking at you and Blake. You feel your erection start to rise.
As you stand staring at Weiss' bare chest, Blake cries, "No fair! I can't get away with being braless in public!" She immediately starts unzipping her knee-length boots, hurrying along so as not to fall behind.
Winking and smirking, Weiss says, "That's not true. Ruby manages it pretty well and we saw she's not too much smaller than you." She sidles up to you, pawing at your chest.
"W-wait," you stutter, stumbling because of what Weiss said and because she was almost naked and holding on to you. "Ruby wasn't wearing a bra?" That fact, coupled with the fact that Weiss went braless fills you with excitement; knowing that, at times, your girlfriend was so easy to expose was a real turn on. Ruby being braless is also something that you enjoy, supposing it's true.
"Oh, you didn't notice?" Blake says, kicking off a boot. "I suppose I should be happy you weren't staring…" She starts unzipping the other boot, cursing her fashion choice.
"Ruby almost never wears a bra," Weiss explains. "She's been too embarrassed to go bra shopping since she went up a cup size, and her usual clothes hide it pretty well, at least until we train. She keeps it to herself, but she both loves AND hates that she's bustier. You know about her complex about maturity, it's that."
Blake takes the reins. "Yep. She LOVES looking, 'grown up,' but hates the hassle. Boobs get in the way in combat and she's still in the awkward phase. Plus, yeah, she thinks busty means grown up, despite Weiss proving otherwise." Blake quickly adds, "The fool. Petite girls are SUPER hot," before Weiss gets the wrong idea. "She was also wearing a thong." Blake kicks off her other boot and starts casually unbuttoning her pants, despite dropping that bomb.
"How do you know?" Weiss asks in your place, as you were too busy enjoying the knowledge being presented to you. Greatly helping her attempts to be more mature, the image of Ruby not wearing a bra and wearing a thong completely removes the connection you have between, "Ruby," and, "Childish."
With a smirk, Blake turns around and lowers her shorts, revealing a black thong being eaten by her amazing ass. She lightly taps her butt, making it shake just the tiniest bit as her tail sways melodically. "Because I know the habits. Back when I first started wearing them, I was super nervous and kept adjusting it; Ruby wasn't as subtle." She turns back around to face you and Weiss, hooks a finger in her waistband, and lets go; the snap against her skin immediately adds even more inches to your length. The front of her thong barely hides away her womanhood, with all but her slit out in the open. Not satisfied, Blake quickly unhooks her bra underneath her top and removes both at once. Now topless, she sees your lusting face and takes her place against your chest, rivaling Weiss.
You stand, trembling, as two topless women hug you. You give a quick prayer and look down, wanting to hear more about Blake and Ruby's thong habits. "Please, tell me more."
Blake snickers. "Ruby's so easy to read; thongs and makeup = adult. Not that she's WRONG, of course, but... I think Weiss looks better in those panties, though." She looks up and down Weiss' body. Weiss clings to you a little tighter and a lot more possessive. "Thongs aren't for everyone, and you look gorgeous in those. Ruby… I don't know. I've never really seen her butt." Weiss opens her mouth, but words fail her; though she was confident earlier, Blake was much more comfortable in sexual situations.
Though you hate to admit it, Blake's sultry tone and skimpier underwear does draw your attention more than your first girlfriend. Weiss was still nervous and quiet, and while that in itself is super attractive, a girl actively flirting with you with her boobs pressed up against your chest definitely tightens the pants a bit more.
As if sensing that she was, "losing," the "contest," Weiss clings even tighter to your chest and says, "But enough about Ruby~" in a very sexually charged tone. Immediately changing the pace, Weiss reaches a hand to your pants and effortlessly unbuttons them. "You need to focus on US." She unzips you, then pairs with Blake to lower your pants. You quickly kick off your shoes and socks, then step out of your pants. Left in just your underwear, you feel Weiss start to move towards your waistband.
"Wait," Blake says in an almost scolding manner. "He has a job to do." She back off from your chest, pulling Weiss with her. As if to apologize for no longer holding you while topless, she drags Weiss into a hug, pressing her chest into hers.
Both you and a confused-yet-aroused Weiss ask, "What?"
"I'm not making the same mistake twice," Blake answers. "This time around, I'm making sure I'M taken care of!" She looks at Weiss and nods. "You are going to go down on us."
"Okay."
"It's not fair that you get to get off easy while wait that's okay?" Blake asks, only processing your agreement halfway through her sentence. She goes blank. Weiss stands there in the hug, confused.
"Yes. I'll go down on you," you clarify without hesitation. You assumed that was a given; women deserve to be eaten out by their boyfriends. Otherwise, what's the point? A relationship is all reciprocating, and it's not like you could finish in both of them; one girl has to live without you finishing in them– wait, maybe one didn't want to be… Questions for very soon.
Blake's face drops in utter shock and eyes start to water from joy. In an instant, she lets go of Weiss and wrap her lips around yours; after the shock wears off, you start making out with Blake, losing yourself in the moment and exploring her nearly naked body.
As you take a handful of Blake's butt, she breaks the kiss and says, "I love you," before kissing you again. You feel in your heart that this was honestly kind of a tragic moment; though Blake loved Adam, he clearly didn't love her enough to satisfy her if she fully expected you to say no. Someone she loved ignored her desires and used her for their own satisfaction. You saying you'd, "go out of your way," to go down on her must basically mean, "I want to please you because I really love you and want you to feel good." She'd told you about how she and Weiss ate each other out, but that was kind of THE way when both are women; a man doing it carries a bit more meaning, especially for Blake. Still, this makes her happy; it's a small sacrifice to pay to see her smile.
"Weiss?" you ask once you finish kissing Blake, wanting the heiress to decide the next move. Though she was still a bit stunned, she shakes her head and walks over to you.
"I… I want to go first. I-it's only right, right?" Weiss' words were very uncertain. Though, she raises… maybe not a fair point, but a point; Weiss was your first girlfriend, so now she gets to go first for your first threesome.
Weiss also reminds you you have an out for the whole contest thing. If they ask, Weiss DID say when Blake was dealing with heat that she would always be the favorite. Even if it ended up not being true, you could play it off like, "Oh, I'm sorry, Blake, but Weiss DID say she'd always be best girl. Can't back down now haha." It's not a great option, but might be better in the long run, or at least better than definitively choosing a favorite.
Blake smiles and steps aside. She hops onto the bed and eagerly awaits watching Weiss scream. Seeing that Weiss is hesitating, you grab her by the waist and shoulders and force her to lay on the bed; any confidence she had melts as she blushes, turned on by her own submission. She always did love it when you showed her how manly you were, and she stares up with wide-eyed intoxication as you position yourself.
You share one last look at Weiss before moving on. You've never eaten a girl out before, but you knew enough about Weiss to know that this won't exactly be hard. Proving your point, she immediately bites her bottom lip as you simply grab her breasts. Kneading her breasts, you play with her nipples before attempting to bury your face between her boobs; a kiss sends Weiss into a fit of moans as she experiences your hands and lips. You move down, kissing Weiss stomach numerous times as you draw ever closer to her panties.
Taking your place on your knees, you feel your excitement in your throat as you stare at Weiss' waist, mere inches from your face. The pressure was enormous as you glance upwards at her rapidly breathing figure. It was only your third time having sex, but the new responsibility of using your mouth causes you to hesitate for just a moment. You take a deep breath, swallow the lump in your throat, then listen Weiss mewl as you lower her panties. As expected of a woman with Weiss' taste in perfection, she's completely bare, freshly shaved for you.
Once again thanking higher beings for your life, you flare your Semblance and a million invisible fingers reassure you that your telekinesis still works. You part Weiss' lower lips without even touching her as you lower your face. The scent of Weiss' numerous perfumes and lotions fill your nostrils as you feel her thighs against your ears; your only sense turns to taste as you brush Weiss' love, the flavor consuming your thoughts. Every last synapse fires off the command, "Please," as you stroke Weiss with your tongue, assisted with your Semblance.
It takes mere instants for Weiss' hands to grab your head. Thankful you knew to not stop, you continue writing the alphabet with your tongue as Weiss cums, her body writhing as pleasure fills her body. Any sound was replaced by the flow of blood, as your ears were blocked by her thighs. You wait until the heiress falls back onto the bed before lifting your head; you're greeted by Weiss, eyes closed, cheeks red, and a blissful smile painting her face as she rides the last shakes.
Weiss opens her eyes to see Blake inches from her. Though she initially jumps, she quickly falls back into the mood as Blake gives her a quick peck on the nose. "You are SO easy to please." She brushes Weiss' hair out of her face, then cradles her head as she basks in the afterglow. Blake turns to you and challenges, "I won't be so easy." She pauses. "Actually, scratch that. I've never been eaten out by a boy, so I don't know how good you are. Don't want to eat crow in addition to other things." She smiles and winks. With a booty bump, she kicks off her heels and lowers her thong. "Now, get to work, big boy~" She leans back and spreads her legs, showing off that she'd also shaved; it was probably because she was trying on bikinis for you.
Taking Blake's challenge, you gently move Weiss to the side to make room. Before you move closer, you smile as you stare her down. Her eyes widen as her breath stops; your Semblance reaches her before you do, the force of telekinesis massaging her core as her hands grip the bedsheets. Blake, already regretting her challenge, lets out a moan as you part her trembling legs. She understands that it's a bad idea to imply that she'd fair any better than Weiss did against your power and relents, letting her body become yours.
Once again, your senses fade as Blake wraps her legs around your head. She carries a bit more strength in her thighs, completely closing off the outside world. She tastes ever so slightly different from Weiss, though you don't yet have the ability to explain it. Feeling the need to really please her, you extend your tongue; Blake lets out a stifled scream as you penetrate her, her grip on the bed sheets tighter than a vice.
In an essence, Blake was correct. She is harder to please than Weiss, but as her voice breaks, her scream penetrates through her thighs just the same as Weiss. Both were putty to you, your tongue, and your Semblance. You slowly lower Blake's legs to the bed and rise up, admiring your work; your art looks up at and paws like a cat, gentling purring as she gathers breath. She still hasn't told Weiss that she enjoys being treated like a cat, but the messages slowly comes across as more distinct noises come.
Blake meows in response to Weiss' fascination. She takes another moment to revel in her act, then shifts to sitting. "That was very good." She looks at you with a Cheshire grin; with a tail flick, she says, "But now I think it's your turn~"
Both Weiss and Blake start crawling towards you. Both were smiling, and both were naked.