Most people have stressful jobs. Most people need to unwind after a particularly hard day at work. Most just get home and chill: eat a snack, watch tv, take a hit. Blake didn't get to do that. She worked as second in command of the SCD security team, and today her boss, partner, and close friend, Weiss Schnee decided to go and soak with her girlfriend/maid who's sister worked at The Hot Pond Spa. It was a family owned small business that had a good reputation and some rather attractive staff. Weiss said Winter was apparently flirting with a man named Qrow that worked there.
"Hey, dad!" Ruby called out on her way to the front counter.
"Hey, Ruby, what's going on? You bringing some friends with you today?" Tai paused for a moment looking at Weiss then Blake then the practical wall of security guards that accompanied every Schnee to any new location. "I assume they can pay."
"It won't be an issue," Weiss said cooly, "Place it on my sister's tab."
"And who would that be?" Tai asked flipping through a filing book.
"Winter Schnee."
"Oh, okay, yeah I can see the resemblance," Ruby facepalmed and began dragging Weiss into one of the open staging rooms. Blake followed the two of them or tried to.
"Weiss go ahead of me," Ruby commanded with a light shove. "Blake, I'm gonna have to ask you to not right now.
"Not what?" Blake asked with a cocked eyebrow.
"Come with Weiss and me into the bath house. Cuz I've got this whole plan, thing, and you don't fit in it." The redhead explained.
"So, what is it that you expected me to do while you fuck Weiss?"
"Umm, could you not say it like that, and not so loudly. Here take this," Ruby handed Blake a slip of paper with a crudely drawn picture of a table on it.
"And what is it you expect me to do with this?"
"Go give it to Yang. She's my sister, the blonde one with the huge gazongas." Ruby informed while miming the adjustment of big boobs. And with those parting words and actions, Ruby disappeared and the door slammed shut.
"While, fuck me."
"If you say so," Blake jumped when the hot breath cascaded over her cat ears. "Whoa, put the claws away kitten," The faunus only then realized she had drawn her weapons. She sheathed her blades and looked the woman up and down. It was definitely the 'Yang' that Ruby was talking about.
"Your sister told me to give this to you."
"Hmm, okay," Yang said putting the slip between her assets. "Follow me." Blake nodded and gestured to two guards to take up posts at the door Weiss went into before following behind. "So, are you Weiss' bodyguard?"
"..."
"That's rude. Well, is there anything you will talk about?" Yang asked while continuing to walk.
"Lots of things."
"How about… What kind of relationship is Ruby in with Weiss?"
"..."
"Okay, what about you? Are you single?"
"Yes"
"Boys or girls?"
"Both"
"That's something we can agree on," Yang said while she unlocked the door to what turned out to be a massage room. "Here you are I'll be in in a moment. Strip and put your clothes over there. You can grab a towel from that rack over there. And finally, once you're ready you can lay on the table in the middle of the room."
"Um," Blake turned around to Yang but found only a door closing in her face. "I was being awfully rude. I should try to be more friendly, Ruby would be upset if I didn't get along with her sister." Blake began to remove her clothing. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her waist before sitting down on the table. She saw an assortment of oils, lotions, candles, and incense on the wall furthest from the door. The wall to her left upon entering had another door on it labeled with an old sine inscribed "Rinse Room". Blake's inspection of the room was interrupted by the Blonde reappearing.
"Howdy, I'm back," Yang announced as upon her return.
"Hello," Blake said trying to be more friendly.
"Oh, kitty wanna talk now? Is it the outfit change?" Yang asked with a flirtatious hip twist. She changed out of her T-shirt and shorts and into a button up white shirt and a pair of black pants. "Honestly, I don't care for the clothes, but dad says 'It looks professional' so it's either this or nothing."
Blake was not about to tell the blonde that she looked like a businesswoman in the sexiest of ways, and instead chose "Nothing, yeah…"
Yang smirked knowingly, "I could change if you wanted me to, and your 'tail' makes me think you do."
Blake turned her head to look where her tail would be if she had one before remembering that she didn't. A beat passed by before she to note of the tent that she was making with her towel. "Come one, kitten, lay down and let me ease you." Blake started to turn around, but she was interrupted. "Actually, you know what? Why don't we just skip all the bullshit?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Look, I barely know you"
"True," Blake confirmed.
"But, I've been too busy for any fun lately, and you are obviously horny."
"Okay, so you wanna have sex." Blake clarified with a badly hidden blush.
"No, too messy and loud. How about you scratch my itch I'll scratch yours?"
"You wanna trade head?"
"I'll give you a tit job if you get me off," Yang said clearly.
"Okay. Sit down on the table then." Blake said standing and dropping her towel.
"Damn girl, you are packing some heat. Maybe we should hang out again sometime." Yang said eyes tracing Blake's curves and ogling her cock.
"Table. Now." Blake repeated.
"My, my, so bossy. What's got you so excited to be a cannibal." Yang said smirking while she flounced over to the table. She hopped up onto the edge and spread her legs before teasingly beckoning Blake closer with one finger.
Blake took two big steps to clear the space. She pressed her erection against the fabric of Yangs pants, grabbed Yang's shirt collar and pressed their lips together forcefully. Yang laughed into Blake's aggressive kiss. Their tongues tangled tasting and testing each other. Blake pushed harder against Yang roughly grinding her erection into the blonde's clothed crotch.
Yang moaned into the kiss blushing and smirking. Blake took note of this and chalked it up to her liking a more aggressive partner. Luckily for her, Blake was more than happy to bite back. Literally. The faunus bit down on Yang's lower lip. The masseuse gasped, scratched ravenette's back, and tugged on her black strands. Blake reached down in an attempt to unbutton and unzip the buxom blonde's skin-tight khakis, and when she couldn't manage it without relinquishing her feverish kiss she decided on a more direct approach.
*RRRRIP*
Yang went wide-eyed at the sound and stared down at the tear in her clothing. The rip went from the base of her butt, on, all the way up to the button on her pants. The room was warm and the closeness with which the two were positioned was leading to sweat cropping up. As their play time went on Yang's shirt was only going to get less visible, and it already looked like the start of a wet shirt contest. The buttons on shirt strained against the breasts contained within, and the constant arching of her back only pushed the garment closer to braking.
Blake broke apart their kiss and pushed down on Yang's shoulders until they met the table. She then made her way quickly down the length of the woman's voluptuous body. Not stopping her journey for even the most boisterous of breasts, sexy of stomachs, or hypnotic of hips. When she finally reached her goal she felt no reason to wait or go slow in the face of soaked satin skivvies. She pushed the lilac lingerie aside and wrapped her watering lips around an engorged clitoris.
Hips thrust to meet her touch. Blake sucked the nub with much vigor. Yang called for her to go faster and begged for something in her. The faunus tried one finger and after a call for more switched to three. The digits felt much bigger. Blake thrust her hand back and forth while hungrily sucking on Yang's swollen bean. Her movements weren't fast. They were hard and steady. Pushing the fingers to the base and then pushing, even more, rocking not only the blonde but the table she's sat on as well.
Yang could barely contain herself. Covering her mouth with one hand to help control her volume as she yelled obscenities and moaned like a bitch in heat. Her snatch strangled Blake's fingers: gripping the digits and refusing to let them go. When the blonde's thighs started quivering Blake knew it was time to finish her off. She doubled up on her efforts. Jamming a fourth finger into Yang's already stretched cunny and grinding her bumpier than average tongue into the girl's already overstimulated clit. To tie a ribbon on the whole show Blake curled her fingers up on every other thrust: just to add some variance.
All this culminated into Yang cumming harder than she ever had in her entire life. A live wire of pleasure wrapped itself around her every limb as an explosion of heat and ecstasy barreled through her body. At some point her hand left had her mouth and made its way to Blake's head with its counterpart, so nothing muffled the loud moan that tore its way from her chest and out her horse throat. The button that was just under the center of her breasts gave up and popped off her shirt as she came.
All this and Blake didn't let up. Her four fingers fully embedded into Yang's spasming chasm and rapidly pulling at her g-spot. Yang hiccuped out of breath and one last wheeze left her mouth as her thighs quaked like Nora squatting an Ursa. A stream of clear liquid sprayed out of her and onto a smirking Blake who was standing at the edge of the table curling her fingers and lightly stroking her teased cock. Blake pulled her fingers out of the spasming Yang who was blissed out of her mind at the moment. "I think that is my part done," She said to no one in particular as she rubbed the underside of her dick along Yang's sensitive slit.
"Mmmhmm."
"That's good, I assume," Blake said coyly. Blushing somewhat at the state she had left her new partner. "I guess all those erotic novels were worth it after all," She thought to herself.
Two minutes passed by in silence as she slowly and quietly rubbed her cock up and down the length of Yang's pussy. Cattily the blonde spoke, "Wow, you must be feeling pretty untouchable right now,". She sat up and pulled Blake's face closer to her own. "And I gotta tell ya I'm impressed, but," Yang moved over to Blake's human ear, "now it's my turn."
She shoved the faunus away and walked over the wall of oils and lotions. She looked through the bottles grabbing them and inspecting the labels one at a time before she decided on one. A green bottle with a cork and no detectable labels. "What's in that?" Blake asked as the blonde approached her.
"Oh, nothing special. Now sit down, and just try to keep quiet." Blake listened to the instruction.
Rather than come around to her Yang wrapped her arms around Blake from behind. She slapped away the hand that Blake was stroking her own cock with, and uncorked the mystery liquid. She poured the clear oil onto the six and a half inch dick that was stood tall between Blake's legs. The oil felt cold, and as more and more of it globbed onto her cock Blake began to wonder if the bottle was magic. Finally, Yang put the cork back in and set the oil off to the side, never unwrapping her arms from around Blake.
Her cock felt beyond cold in the warm room her balls even tightened up as if she had entered a pool. Her what she thought was relief came in the form of two strong hands wrapping themselves around her dick. She felt Yang's breasts press into her back while she just stared mouth open at the sight of her cock being jerked off. "You're pretty big you know? Maybe we could go again later." Yang hinted before lightly nibbling on Blake's cat ear.
Her Hands ran over Blake's full length one on top of the other. Her left would touch the base and then they'd travel back up again. Then her right passing entirely over Blake's swollen tip. Up and down the hands traveled a tantalizingly slow pace.
Up… Down
Up… Down
Up… Down
Up… And… Off?
Blake opened her eyes that she was unaware she had closed and looked at her glistening cock in confusion. She saw Yang's hand's move to her breasts playing with her heterochromatic nipples. Yang teased her dark brown one with her left hand: spreading the oil around Blake's breast and giggling at the futa's cute moans. Her right hand did the same to Blake's lighter nipple and she then roughly groped both tits. "You're so sensitive," She teased hot breath blowing against the fur on the cat's ears. "After the show you put on, I was worried I might have a tough nut to crack, but…" Yang ran her pointer finger across the pre practical pumping from Blake's cock. "You're acting more like a virgin than a lady killer."
Blake blushed a deep red. She was a virgin, and this girl was playing with her quite evilly. The oil that was making her shiver before now felt like someone poured a tight cunt onto her cock. She throbbed at even the slightest of breezes that felt freezing compared to the fire that was coating her dick. Whatever was in that bottle was made with the sole intent to torture her into submission. "You like it? I don't know what it is, but I was playing around with the stuff in here and I found that. I put some on my knees and when I felt what it did I thought it would be perfect for this kind of thing."
"Please," Blake begged blushing and panting as her dick was untouched and her breasts were toyed with unendingly.
"Oh my, I could never say no to a voice like that." with a smirk Yang unentangled herself from Blake and walked around to the faunus' front. Yang pulled the virgin forward and kissed her as forcefully as they had before. This time, however, Blake did little to fight back. Yang placed a hand on either side of her own tits and put Blake's member against the opening where her button had popped off before.
With one movement she dropped her tits down encompassing Blake's shaft all the way up to the tip. Yang began to move her boobs up and down, and with the cold air blocked off all Blake could feel was the tightness of the shirt bound tits and the hotness of the flesh and oil. "Ooooh, fuck."
"Yeah, you like that don't you? Does that feel good around your cock?" Yang asked speeding up her movements.
"Ahhh" was all the faunus could manage for a response.
"You're dripping so much," Yang teased once more, before leaning down and lapping up the pre that was gushing out of Blake. "Mmmm," Yang moaned as she took the tip of Blake's cock into her mouth.
*Shlick…Shlick…Shlick…*
*Shlick Shlick Shlick*
*ShlickShlickShlick*
As the oil lubed up Yang's tits her movements got faster. Quiet popping sounds got louder every time Blake's cock popped in and out of the Blonde's mouth.
"Mmmm" Yang moaned lapping her tongue across the wet cock slit.
Blake starred in awe as the bobbing head and tight shirt clad tits continuously covering and uncovering her cock. Yang's mouth felt like a pleasure volcano as the hot hole came off and went back on her tip. "Mmmmnmm" Yang moaned. She popped the dick out of her mouth before continuing her breast movements. "I don't know if it's something in that oil or that you're a faunus, but your cock is yummy," dropping her tits all the way down on the 'yummy' cock Yang bathed it in licks to prove her point.
Blake huffed and panted not capable of thought. She thrust her dick in and out of the oiled up boobs. Yang giggled every time it peeked out of her tits. The futa started to moan and move her hips faster and faster.
Yang wrapped her lips around the cock once more and spend up her actions. The wet sounds and pops ramped up in speed when Blake started thrusting in tandem with Yang's movements. That frantic tit fucking continued for only a brief moment until Blake stilled. Yang brought an oiled hand to Blake's balls as they tightened. She lightly scratched at the Faunus' scrotum ushering the orgasm out of the cat girl.
"Oh, dust yes! Yang, oh fuck! Please, yes, more! FUUUUCCCKKK!" Blake grabbed Yang's head and pushed it down onto her cock while she thrust her hips up. Her dick throbbed and pulsed in between Yang's hot lips. She could feel the Blonde girl's tongue lap over and over at the ridge of her cock. She kept cumming for so long she lost count of the spurts. It felt like a continuous flow of cum came from her.
Yang sucked on the cock, licking at the tip, and swallowing every thick shot of hot cum that pumped into her mouth. After she swallowed the sixth voluminous shot she pulled her mouth off the flesh and bounced her tits up and down on the sensitive stick. She was rewarded for her efforts with even more white cum. It hit her chin and neck but most of it landed on her oiled up tits. Yang leaned back down a started lightly kissing the cock as it strained still cumming with no rounds left to fire.
Blake just stood there for a moment holding Yang's head and panting. She was gone mentally, unsure of how long she had been cumming for. "Even your cum tastes good!" Yang exclaimed excitedly. She pulled the softening cock from between her breasts, and then she started licking herself clean: getting all the cum she could into her mouth.
Blake sat down her jaw was slack and her eyes were clenched shut. Slowly she opened them to look at the blonde licking herself clean. The shirt was almost see through at this point with sweat, oil, and cum. "I…"
"That was real fun," Yang interrupted. "By the way. What's your name?"
"Oh, it's Blake."
"Well, Blake, how about we go get cleaned up, and then I'll give you my number?"
"Isn't this a little backward?"
"Yeah, but now I'll know what to scream when you fuck me."
"Oh."
A/N: I was working on my raps for fun before this and thanks to that one of the paragraphs turned into a rap of sorts. I also watched the Team Nice Dynamite power hour and it made me want alliteration in my erotica. Thanks a lot, Larry!
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