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Jaune enjoys a slow morning after spending the night experimenting with Yang's enjoyment of how he treats her.
But it quickly picks up when Summer and Raven come in for breakfast. For both Jaune, and themselves.
Chapter 22
Jaune was certain that he was getting entirely too used to waking up with an envelope of wet and writhing flesh wrapped snugly about his cock.
At first he thought he was lodge1d-up in Yang's pussy. It was the first thing that came to mind when he felt how her insides undulated up and down his length. That masturbator-pussy of hers being able to please him even without having to move at all, after all. That had been one of the things he'd made sure she could do.
But it was a gagging and the unmistakable feeling of silky-soft hair being wrapped around his base and jerked up and down that told him he was still in her mouth.
She set a slow pace even as he felt her choke on his length, prolonging his pleasure as she inched her way down to his base and parked her lips against the hair-wrapped fingers before she dragged him out of her throat by pulling back. Every millimeter of her throat's walls clung to his dick like it had been vacuum sealed as he was coated with copious amounts of throatslime.
Yang only elevated his experience further as the hand and wrap of hair about his base caught the overflow and used it as lube to glide up and down the parts of his cock that were once again exposed to air while her other hand cradled his balls in its warm embrace. She squeezed it rhythmically and churned his cum within.
"Now⦠Ahhhhhhhh⦠this is a hell of a good morning⦠Hmmmmm⦠Yang."
He felt his back arch off the bed, hips thrusting in search of the warm tightness of Yang's throat even as she kept pace and pulled back as he went forward. Without thinking, Jaune groaned in frustration, but fell back down as he felt her hand comfort him.
The girl suckled at his head as silky hair and slick fingers danced between his base and the lips wrapped about his tip. He felt himself throb in her grasp as the digits of her free hand teased all along his scrotum.
"You'reβ¦ Ahβ¦ Getting very good at thisβ¦ Hmmmmmmmmβ¦"
Unwittingly, his legs stiffened, and Jaune clenched his eyes shut as a hum of appreciation sent tingles down his cock and all the way up his spine. Once more his hips moved to thrust up, but her arms arrested the motion.
With more will than he'd ever thought he needed, Jaune fought the reflex to reach his hands out and grab at Yang by her hair, his fingers practically shaking with the urge to just take pace of this morning blowjob and drive her to his crotch and keep her there so he could use her throat like a sleeve.
Instead, he stilled his hands. Gripping at his stomach as he felt them clench each time his organ throbbed under Yang's tender ministrations.
His slave was showing off everything she'd learned, and doing so voluntarily, and he was going to enjoy this.
Jaune took a deep breath, trying to calm his pounding heart down while letting Yang service this quiet morning.
It wasn't easy. His thighs and hips shuddered whenever Yang drew herself back while her vacuum-sealed lips and throat practically tried to suck the soul out of his body, while her hands worked to keep him stimulated even when he wasn't wrapped in tight throat-flesh.
He'd let out quiet gasps whenever she'd hit his base, where she'd keep herself still there and try to swallow his cock a few times. Yang didn't fight when his body instinctively thrust forward then, remaining clung to his cock like it was the only thing keeping her alive even as it blocked her airways.
Not that he couldn't tell she was enjoying it, too, with how her insides would shutter every now and then. Her stifled moans would vibrate from her cock-stuffed throat into his member from every direction, drawing another set of pleasured sighs from him.
So he just lay in the luxury of it, of slow and methodical deep-throating, as dutiful hands glided spit-slick and silky strands of the softest hair up and down his length while his balls were cradled in hot warmth that squeezed and squeezed and begged for cum. He could feel the beginnings of it, too, that tell-tale churning in his balls and that tightening of his crotch in a building orgasm. Though Yang seemed to be content to let it build slowly with the pace she kept, and Jaune was happy to let her do that while he enjoyed the view.
His girl had bags under her eyes, her hair - while still soft as hell - was starting to look a little dull and lank instead of the sunkissed gold she always took pride in. Every now and then, he'd see her eyes glaze over as she pleasured him, though he couldn't tell if that was her own mounting arousal or from how tired she was after what he'd put her through last night.
And Jaune did put her through her paces last night.
Yang had been turned into a ragdoll of a fuckhole. After suffocating her on cock so she'd be left insensate and half-conscious, he fucked every one of her holes again and again while keeping her on the edge.
He'd had to break her aura for the first few minutes, but he had ways of going through it relatively quickly so he could spend so much more time enjoying her.
There was a tenderness to her when she felt mortal. When he struck her with her aura broken, her insides would clench before shuddering around him. She'd squeeze down tightly whenever he'd choke her, writhing inside and out as her pussy milked his cock in some desperate attempt to cling to life.
And her insides just got so much more squishy when he'd knock her out after driving her near-death, and it always felt like he could thrust in and out of her womb so much more freely afterwards.
By the time he was done, he'd been exhausted and he'd filled each of her holes more times than he could count - definitely more than usual. As for Yang? She'd been face-down, ass-up and cumming her brains out with a womb full of Jaune's swimmers. If he'd been exhausted, she'd been dead tired.
It had been one of the hottest things he'd done recently, and the fact that Yang had gotten off on it just elevated the experience even further. And she'd gotten off many, many times.
With a shaky breath, Jaune felt his loins coil tighter at the memory. His legs going straight-stiff. Shuddering, he reached out his hands and brushed them through Yang's hair.
The golden strands were stiff, sticky. He'd covered them in spunk at some point - multiple points - in the night. He even shoved her in a puddle of the stuff in an attempt to drown her. She'd cum from that.
And Yang froze from the contact. It was short, so quick he might not have caught it if he wasn't expecting it. But he saw the way her lavender eyes turned razor-sharp and turned to him. He saw the way she squirmed. That fear, that arousal, the anticipation.
It left his mouth dry, even as Jaune felt the need to swallow. Her hands slowed her stroking even as the suction on his cockhead strengthened and her fondling of his balls turned into full-on cupping.
That was what took him off the edge. With a groan, Jaune let his back fully arch as he pushed Yang down, down, down. Until her lips were pressed against his base, her tongue was lashing back and forth against the hair wrapped around his length.
He could still see the fear in her eyes as they teared up, as he felt her throat choke on his length. Jaune could feel the tremble of her hot and silky flesh all around him, before it was superseded by a suppressed scream as a proverbial river of his cum shot down her throat.
All the while, Yang milked him. The shuddering screams of her own orgasm sent vibrations into his cock as her spasming throat pulled more and more semen into her stomach.
She was a treat to take in: Her eyes rolled back into her skull, her body twitching in his hands as he felt her body writhe against his legs as splashes of girlcum would wet his skin as she came. It - all of it - only served to prolong his own climax.
"Ohβ¦" Jaune felt the jolts running up his spine, his mouth hung open in ecstasy as his other hand joined the one on Yang's head, pressing her against his thrust-forward crotch. Deeper, deeper. Her swallowing throat drew every ounce of baby batter from him.
"Good morning, master!"
Summer sounded positively chipper as she walked through the large doors of Jaune's bedroom. Jaune could somehow see how pleased she was in the sway of her hips even through the stars he was seeing from the way Yang was sucking him off.
His favorite looked very comfortable, dressed in one of his shirts. It fit on her very loosely, draping off one of her shoulders while bulging at the tummy with her developing baby bump. Her plump and obviously leaking breasts resting atop it.
And despite how geared for comfort her look was, Jaune felt his cock throb in the mouth of Summer's daughter, his arousal rebuilding even as his orgasm began to taper off. He hadn't even realized he'd started pulling at Yang's hair until he felt the girl whimper around his receding orgasm.
There was a casual sexiness to Summer. To the way she carried herself, to how she let her stiff nipples show and even let her milk stain the shirt she'd worn to sleep. Even her hair - mussed as it was - made him want to wrap it around his hands as he made her ride him into cumming one more time. Jaune licked his lips at the idea.
It was a stark contrast to Raven, who came in with her full, personalized, uniform. Her thighs and tits squeezed in tight enough that they looked about ready to pop. A slutty little costume that looked even better with how ashamed she was to be caught wearing it.
"Oh honey." Summer cooed, setting down the breakfast tray she'd brought on Jaune's nightstand. A plate of pastries, eggs, bacon, and sausages that failed to catch his attention nearly as much as the jiggle of Summer's curves as she bent down to touch the back of Yang's neck. Jaune could have sworn he saw just the slightest tinge of white from the dark spots of cloth over her nipples. "So hungry! Your mom and I just got here with the food and the needles, and you're already eating!"
Silver eyes looked at him conspiratorially as the pregnant woman planted a kiss on the back of Jaune's hands.
"You're practically covered in master's cum! I can smell him all over you." Those same eyes brightened as she realized it, bending down and pressing her nose to Yang's hair. The deep whiff she took was audible even to Raven whose face scrunched up in disgust at the idea of his girls smelling his semen. It almost made him laugh.
It was with a satisfied sigh that Summer looked back to master, and already her eyes were glazed over with arousal, the lightest dusting of pink on her pale cheeks. Inside Yang's throat, Jaune felt his cock twitch at the sight of her arousal from just the smell of him on her daughter's hair.
"So greedy," Summer whispered as she licked her lips, her fingers twining with Jaune's own as she wrapped her hand around her eldest daughter's head, "Getting all of master's cum all night and still not wanting to share come morning."
Cold, morning air greeted Jaune's cock as Yang was yanked off of him. It had happened so quickly that Jaune's hands fell to his sides on the bed as he took in the hypnotic sight of his slime-covered cock still connected to the insides of Yang's mouth, glittering strands of throat-slime and spit and heat juxtaposed to the rapid cooling he felt from his cock once again being exposed to the chateau's cool morning air.
"Gimme!"
Blinking, Jaune looked up from the sight to see Summer leaning down into Yang, mouths meeting in a what might have been called a kiss if it wasn't so obviously Summer slurping up any sperm Yang still had in her mouth.
Summer was unrelenting, shoving her tongue down her daughter's throat to find more and taking advantage of the fact that Yang had been positively stuffed with the stuff. With how thick his discharge was, Jaune was certain there was still more left in her throat. Going down at a snail's pace and leaving Yang very uncomfortable.
Things only got worse for Yang when her mother put her free hand against her very obviously distended tummy and pushed.
His girl's strangled scream was swallowed by her mother, lips suddenly becoming a tight seal as she deepened the kiss. But not even that could completely block out the sound of muffled retching from reaching Jaune's ears as the sperm still in Yang's esophagus was forced back into her mouth for her mother to slurp up.
And if that hadn't been enough of a clue, Jaune could see a thin line of his cum flowing down both womens' chins.
It left his cock distinctly lonely.
"Raven."
Blood-red eyes snapped from the view of mother and daughter⦠love? Assault? Did it matter? What mattered was that Jaune wanted his cock tended to while he watched Summer force Yang to share some of the sperm with him.
"Jack me off. And I want to suck on your tits."
The order was given so casually, so matter-of-factly, that it seemed to strike Raven senseless, the older turning into a deer in the headlights. Jaune would have laughed if he wasn't more interested in what Summer and Yang were doing.
And it wasn't like Raven's surprise mattered in the long run because while her mind might have been halted by shock at the order, her body obeyed and crawled unto the bed.
She drew in a sharp breath, surprised that she was doing it even as she lay down beside him and let one of her hands brush up his naked thigh. Jaune sighed at the slight feeling of relief, enjoying the warmth of Raven's palm as she then cupped his balls.
"Wha- What-"
With his hands, Jaune pulled down the cups that barely held back Raven's sizable tits, and grinned at the sight of them bouncing free of her top's confines.
"I'm going to enjoy making those bigger." He said before diving in.
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Lightning danced up and down her spine as the boy's mouth wrapped around her nipple. Warmth spread from the spot where his lips touched her skin and moved down into the bottom of her belly before blooming into a roaring flame.
The sensation had hit Raven so immediately and so violently that she'd needed to fight hard to suppress the scream from tearing out of her throat. She refused to give him the satisfaction.
Still, she'd been unable to stop her body from shaking, thighs rubbing together as an unmistakable wetness ease the friction between her legs. It made her face grow hot with shame, not that it seemed to stop her hand from squeezing the boy's balls, drawing shivers from him in turn as he moaned into her tits.
"Hnggggggggβ¦"
Raven's world spun at the feeling of his pleasure, her core winding tightly as she unwillingly pressed herself closer to him so her other tit would rest against his cheek. Everything from her thighs up to her collar laying skin-to-skin with a boy the same age as her daughter.
She wished she could fight back. Her hand had started slowly moving up from his balls to wrap her fingers around the bottom of his shaft. It was turgid and angry-looking, but shone with a very thick layer of Yang's⦠throatslime. Raven shuddered at the thought of describing it that way. It would have been so easy to squeeze - and squeeze tightly, painfully. To make the boy scream and for her to break free.
Instead she squeezed it just enough for the boy to groan into her titflesh again before she drew her grip upward, upward, upward until she was right before the inordinately large head.
Raven whimpered - whimpered - as she felt the boy's cock throb in her hand. The ball in her core winding even tighter as her empty pussy clenched and itched, demanding to be filled. But she didn't want this. She didn't want to be in this situation at all!
Gritting her teeth, Raven took a deep breath and pressed herself closer to her m- to the boy and let her hand move as it had been instructed to.
It was a slow handjob. One more focused on prolonging the sensation and keeping the boy stimulated than getting him off as quickly as possible. Likely because he was enjoying the⦠show that Summer and Yang were putting on behind her.
Raven couldn't see it. She was halfway on top of Jaune now and spent most of her time trying - and failing - to not look at his turgid, slime-covered length as she jacked him off while ignoring the little bites that drew more whimpers from her as he sucked and nibbled on her tits.
Still, one ultramarine eye shone with pleasure as it peaked past her to see what the other two were doing.
And it had been getting harder to focus. The way his cock responded to her touch drew her in, made her imagine what it would feel like if she had it sandwiched in between her legs. How it would thrum with virility as it twitched in the tight confines of her closed thighs.
Raven clenched those same thighs together at the very thought of doing so. Her thighs were practically coated in arousal now, the movement of her rubbing her thighs together so frictionless she was certain Jaune could fuck her thighs like he would her pussy.
She could practically feel his cock thrusting in and out, using them like a toy before he deposited so much of his load into them it would overflow and coat her tummy. Raven bit her lip and clenched her eyes shut as her hand - her obedient hand - continued to stroke the boy's too damn big cock like she hadn't been turned into a living furnace.
Eventually, the world shrunk. With her eyes clenched shut, and her blood thrumming in her ears so loudly she couldn't even hear what Summer and Yang were doing anymore, all the world seemed to turn into just Raven's tightening ball of an empty fuckhole and her master's cock.
And - when her hand touched the mushroom-shaped head, had wrapped it in her fingers and cradled it - Jaune's cock twitched. The boy sucked on her nipple hard in what must have been a gasp.
Something in Raven snapped into action.
Without meaning to, without thinking of it, she'd thrown one leg over the boy, wrapped herself around it like some desperate pup clinging to its owner.
Her bare, now-hairless pussy pressed against Jaune's thigh and Raven thrust.
"HNGGGGAAAAAAAAAH!"
Good. So good.
The boy's leg was firm, smooth skin that was only beginning to grow hairs as he reached the cusp of puberty but supported by developing muscle from his huntsman training. It had enough give that it'd press down but then fight against her as she dragged her drooling pussy along it. The meat of his thigh pressing, scraping as she dragged her clit against him.
"Y-Ye-Yes!" Raven gasped as she thrust herself back and forth, building in pace as she coated his leg in her juices all while her hand - her damn hand - continued to give the boy a shaky, erratic handjob.
"So good. So good."
She clung to him now, her head bending down and pressing her face to his hair as her other arm wrapped about his own head and pushed him into her tits. She was practically smothering him.
Jaune hadn't been bothered by this at all, though, instead biting down on the nipple in his mouth with enough force that shattered what little of her aura she'd been permitted to have.
And it sent her screaming.
With how tightly she'd had her face pressed to the crown of the boy's head, it had been smothered by her closed mouth, but the world seemed to spin around her. The tingling shocks that had been running up her spine had turned bolts of lightning and she clung unto her master for dear life as the winding ball inside her core seemed to compress even further. Her legs wrapped around the one she had been fucking herself on and locked while she took deep breaths to try and steady herself.
But all she got was him. The smell of her master - of old sweat and the stones of the chateau - filling her nose and going straight to her brain. It drove her fucking of his thigh into a storm of erratic thrusts.
That storm came, the ball inside her exploding into a blinding light that lifted Raven's mind from her place in the world and into an abyss she didn't think she'd ever escape.
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