Cinder sat on a park bench, watching as a child- her child played with a toy truck. She was captivated by the scene, unable to take her eyes off the small form. Her heart fluttered with fullness, looking at the form that she had created. That she had poured all of her love and affection in- too soft to pour in anything that might cause her little girl to get hurt. Cinder felt satisfied just by looking at her child, knowing that they'd be able to live a long and happy life.
The child noticed Cinder staring at her and came waddling over, raising her hands in the way that all children do when they want to be lifted. Even Cinder, considerably softened, could feel the attack of cuteness on her heart, briefly placing a hand over it before picking up her wide eyed child.
"I love you momma!"
Cinder couldn't stop the smile spreading on her face- nor would she have wanted to as she squeezed her child close. Feeling their warmth against hers. It was exactly what she'd dreamed of. She could barely remember the person she'd been before having her.
"I love you too." Cinder said, stroking her child's head with a loving hand.
"Where's dadda?"
Cinder pulled away, looking at her child, only to notice how cold the playground was. The snow littering the ground she could swear hadn't been there. She felt her child pulling away, leaving her and taking all of Cinder's warmth with them.
"I'll never love you without dadda."
Cinder awoke with a start, stretching out her hand and finding only an empty spot, still lingering with Jaune's warmth. Memory and dream faded together, the dream mostly dissolving away as Cinder pulled back, the rationalizations beginning. It had simply been a dream from stress, nothing more. She certainly did not need a man- let alone Jaune to help raise her future progeny, and on top of all that, she would not carelessly show affection to them no matter what. The idea of letting them play in a park was ridiculous when they could be learning to better rule those beneath them.
Even when alone in the hotel room, she composed herself. It was unbecoming of her to consider going back on her contract. She was going to raise the child herself and that was that. A voice in the back of her mind told her that she very well could- but that she didn't need to. She could spend a happy life with the child and Jaune. Perhaps even multiple children, which would certainly be harder to care for with only herself.
She shook her head of the insanity, but no more than a few specks of the thoughts exited her ears. It had taken root and was growing. For what Cinder would consider stupid and human reasons, she was beginning to yearn for a family, one with the only real friend that she had. The only person she'd been able to understand and be somewhat understood by.
The shower did not help to clear her mind no matter how far she turned the knob. When that wasn't enough she heated the water until it was scorching hot- and then she was granted a reprieve from the intrusive thoughts that only a weaker person should have.
After handing out the drinks to an incredibly grateful selection of Junior's boys and the man himself (it wouldn't be right to give a 'drink' only to Melanie), Jaune had been encouraged to take a break in the VIP section. Apparently Melanie and Miltia were dealing with a particularly difficult 'customer' at that moment.
Jaune had never really been a fan of nightclubs, but the VIP section wasn't so bad. It was a somewhat enclosed room with keycard access, with a few sofas, tables, and a small bar at the back. The disco lights weren't as noticeable back there either. It wasn't late enough for there to be any real action in the room- it was empty except for him. He fidgeted, adjusting the cups on the table in front of him for Miltia and Melanie. Though unlike the paper cups that the boys had been given, these were in special thermoses. This hadn't been the first time that Jaune had visited unannounced, and the sisters had always noted how grateful they were for him doing it.
"Hey Jaune~" Melanie whispered directly into his ear.
Jaune usually would've jumped, but it turns out that cumming in no less than three women, about a dozen times in a day, tends to make a man considerably more relaxed. If any particularly striking women would like to dispute this notion with me, feel free to call me at 6474131 as I am more than willing to test it.
Melanie had apparently snuck up next to him, probably just as a convenience to the writer, as he didn't wish to go through the arduous task of coming up with a normal way to have two characters that are well acquainted greet one another like normal fucking humans.
"Hey Melanie. Everything go well with the customer?"
Melanie pouted, both because he almost always reacted to being snuck up on in a cute way, and because he wasn't blushing in the slightest. She vaguely remembered Yang and her sister doing their best to make him blush as a game, wondering all the while how they were so poor at it. "I'm here and all you want to talk about is some drunk? Sis is still dealing with him. He's a repeat offender, after all."
Jaune wasn't dumb enough to ask exactly what his future wife was doing to the poor man, but he couldn't imagine it as playing a nice game of tennis (for those readers demented enough to want their curiosity sated- the drunk was being forced to watch 47 Ronin).
"I don't think that's the drink I ordered though~ Know where I might be able to find it?" Melanie asked, draping herself over him. She knew her charm and seduction was undeniable, especially to Jaune. Earlier had just been a fluke, there was no way that he wouldn't be able to blush at that. She'd won the game that she was basically playing by herself, and that was really all that-
"Right here." Jaune said, casually unzipping and revealing an already rock hard dick, throbbing and ready.
"Ooooh, I've never heard of a hot shake before but this looks fucking delicious." Melanie said, licking her lips. It'd been a while since she'd had a good dicking, and they certainly hadn't been this well endowed. Jaune was looking less like a snack and more like a meal.
"I can't believe my sister doesn't drink this for every meal. What a shame."
She tried to make the comment sound off-handed, but it really wasn't. She tossed her hair over her shoulder, giving Jaune an excellent view of the long black curtain mid whip. He thought about the physical differences between his fiancee and Melanie more than a man in a relationship probably should. Everything from how much more filled out Melanie was, to her long, glossy hair. Jaune had never had the heart to tell Miltia before, but while her short hair looked cute, he much preferred the feminine and gorgeous look that longer hair gave a woman. It was especially easy to see on Melanie, who took excellent care of it.
Her hair was not the only thing that attracted Jaune's attention however. Her dress, which felt lower cut than normal- although Jaune could not be sure- revealed a far more generous bust than Miltia's. Miltia wasn't flat- but she wasn't large enough to fill his hand, or his heart for that matter. Melanie's looked large enough to envelop his dick, something that made him even harder just at the thought of her squeezing his cock between her tits.
Melanie's face was also far more pleasant. Both the sisters had their mean streak, but it was as if Miltia was permanently annoyed with hers, and wore a glower like most people wore pants. Melanie wore a perpetually pleasant smile, even if her words were anything but. A face that she drew closer and closer to his dick, until she was near enough that she could reach her tongue out and lick it.
"Hmmmm~ Should I really drink this out in front of everyone?" Melanie asked, drawing a single nailed finger up and down Jaune's length. "Someone might steal it from how delicious it looks."
She breathed in his scent and found it intoxicating. Manly and something that she'd certainly have to partake in more, now that she'd had a whiff. She truly did pity her sister for not taking advantage of it more.
"It's not often the drink smells good, but how's the taste~?"
Jaune groaned as she drew her tongue up his cock as if it was the biggest, tastiest candy she'd ever come across. Melanie's green eyes never left him, locked on his even with all of her attention focused on his prick. If Jaune pretended for a moment, it was almost as if Miltia was the one giving the blowjob. With a wig, it'd be almost impossible to tell, really.
Melanie gave his dick another draw before licking her lips. "I'd say that definitely passes the taste test, you really are the best barista in Vale~ But I want to get to that creamy center." She added, gently groping his exposed balls and eliciting a grunt. From Jaune's grunts as she massaged his cum factories, he was enjoying it quite a bit. She slid her mouth over his dick, feeling him grow rock hard as she closed her lips around it and sucked.
Large hands ran over Melanie's hair, encouraging her to go deeper and deeper on his length as she sucked his dick, black lipstick marking his length at different heights. She gagged, her spittle covering his dick as she bobbed her head up and down. When his cock was touching the back of her throat, and she couldn't breath, it only made her shudder with pleasure. Her pussy dampened when Jaune started to hold her head down on his dick for slightly longer every time. Until he started to bob her head up and down on his dick like she was just a convenient onahole, something created only to act as a warm hole to splurt the contents of his balls inside. And Melanie was perfectly okay with that if she was able to keep sucking his cock. Fucking over her bitch of a sister was just the icing on top.
Melanie gasped when Jaune let her up to breath, spit drooling down her chin. Her makeup, usually immaculate, was already becoming runny.
"I bet Miltia doesn't let you do that, does she? She was always the baby. Couldn't ever handle anything~ Especially something like this." Melanie grinned.
What surprised Melanie was the fact that Jaune responded.
"Yeah. She doesn't. She doesn't like blowjobs." He admitted.
"Did I ever mention that I love swallowing cum~?" Melanie asked as an unrelated question.
Jaune answered her by forcing her down back on his dick, sending her nose down to the base of his dick as she gagged on his tip, well into her throat. Her gag reflex was nonexistent, but she still sputtered, gripping Jaune's thigh as her body tried to breath and found only Jaune's musk. Jaune kept here there a little longer, feeling her throat tighten around him, squeezing his dick.
He held her there until she tapped his leg, and only then did he let her off his dick, pulling Melanie off.
She coughed and grinned. "Don't treat me like my pussy of a sister. What fucking wimp actually listens when the girl taps out? Fuck my face."
"Fine." Jaune said, actually a little angry. He didn't give her the chance to insult or direct him more as he smashed her head down on his crotch with both hands. Bobbing her up and down like the onahole she was. If she didn't want to be treated like her sister, and she thought he was a 'wimp', she had already fucked around and was about to find out.
Melanie's lips and tongue did a number on Jaune's organ, and he had to grit his teeth not to cum as they worked their magic, even while he was bouncing her head up and down. He gave her no mercy as he went faster and faster, going so far as to actually bounce his hips up into her face and give her the face fucking that she'd asked for.
All she could do was breath through her nose in short bursts when Jaune was the apex of pulling her head back and forth. Melanie felt the world spinning from the lack of oxygen, but along with that came the pleasure of being choked. Especially while being choked by Jaune's dick, filling her lungs with his musk. This was the Jaune that she'd wanted to see, not the reserved little barista next door. She wanted to see the Jaune that let loose. Fucked without a care. Not whatever Miltia had asked of him. Miltia might think herself better now, but both of them were whores at their center. They'd been born that way.
"Still think I'm a wimp?" Jaune asked, gripping the base of Melanie's long hair, using it as a handle for fucking her throat. She gazed back with eyes that still challenged him, and so he fucked her mouth hard enough that his balls slapped her chin and could be heard over the loud music permeating all of the club. Jaune watched as spittle and precum escaped out of Melanie's mouth, and he could feel her gagging on his dick now. Before he might have let her off, but not now. He could feel himself getting close.
Adjusting his grip, Jaune ignored Melanie in her entirety. Imagining that he was fucking the absolute shit out of his fiance's mouth, without reserve. Pounding all of his frustrations into her body, so that she would understand that he needed more out of the relationship than someone who was unwilling to change or adapt. Marriage had been on the table before, and now it was off thanks to her uncertainty. If he couldn't marry Melanie, he could at least vent his frustrations on her. He imagined Miltia crying as he fucked her mouth with his dick, begging for him to stop becomming muted by the thick sausage in her mouth.
Jaune closed his eyes and skullfucked Melanie, watching as Miltia in his mind's eye had tears streaming down her face, ruining her makeup as she tried to stop him. But it was too late now for her. He was going to use her body as he liked.
Balancing on the cliff of the orgasm Jaune held Melanie down, bucking his hips into her lips as he pushed the last little bit over his orgasm. His balls seized, churning with seed that was intended for breeding. With a final groan, Jaune locked Melanie's head in place as he came, shooting rope after rope of his cum directly down her throat. He imagined it as his fiance's, having now given up asking him to stop and giving in. Allowing him to use her throat like he always should have.
He felt a tap on his leg from Miltia, and then another. But he hadn't stopped cumming yet, and he could still feel her sucking all the cum out of his balls. Doing all that she could to breathe. Except that it wasn't enough. He pushed her nose into his crotch, his dick twitching as it spurted half a dozen fresh loads directly into her stomach.
A third tap came, and then a frantic fourth. Jaune opened his eyes to see Melanie choking on his dick, her eyes rolled up as she convulsed, her body trying to get air into her anyway it could. Except that Jaune didn't let her, holding her tight until the very last of his semen was out. Only after five desperate taps on his leg, did he let go.
Miltia coughed but nothing came up, all of Jaune's cum rolling around in her stomach. White and black spots danced in front of her eyes. She shivered with the pleasure of asphyxiation, endorphins still flooding her brain as she recovered, her lips dripping with Jaune's cum and her own spit.
"I-I bet Miltia's never done that." Melanie said, trying to act superior, but failing as she coughed through the first word. She still felt a little woozy from the lack of oxygen. She was seeing two of Jaune floating, and he was only slowly coming into focus.
"She hasn't. Clean it." Jaune said, mashing her face against his dick.
Her tongue snaked out, cleaning his length and leaving it squeaky clean.
"F-fuck, that was intense." Melanie commented. She was more rattled than she wanted to admit. She'd expected him to let her breath after the second or third tap- not whenever the fuck he felt like it. Still, she couldn't complain. This was exactly what she'd wanted. Miltia had always acted like such an uppity bitch after pulling Jaune. Talking about how pure their love was, the fact that he was never too rough with her. She practically rubbed it in her face. And this was just one form of payback to ruin the 'purity' of whatever love her sister had with Jaune.
"I know I only asked for a drink, but could I get something more?"
"Like what?" Jaune asked, setting his jaw as Melanie looked up at him. Her hair was still tangled in his fingers, a perfect handle for face fucking.
"Miltia always wears protection, right? Never lets you creampie her? She always said she wanted kids, but she's too chicken now. I'll let you do me bareback. You can fill my fucking womb, put triplets in me if you want. I just want to show my bitch of a sister how a whore is supposed to get fucked and bred. You're such a waste on her. We could be-"
Jaune interrupted her monologue with his cock, shoving her thick lips, made for dick sucking, back on his length where they belonged. Frustrated with how much women felt like telling him how he should live his life, he pinched Melanie's nose closed with his free hand and watched as her eyes widened. When he closed his eyes, Miltia had taken her sister's place, and was doing a superb job sucking him off. Even if she was pushing against him and could barely breath. This was payback for sleepless, horny nights. Where Jaune had lain awake, wanting to touch the warm body next to him that had claimed she loved him with all her heart- but could not back up her words with her body. It was for needing to rub one out every three days, because she would constantly tease him, and never followup on the tease. Jaune never had the heart to call her out on it, fix it.
His dick was rock hard again as he lost himself in the fantasy, Melanie's complaints and beating him on the leg somewhere in the background of his thoughts. Figuring that she had been without air for long enough he let go of her nose and lifted her off his cock. He opened his eyes to Melanie's eyes swimming, her mouth hanging open. He had a brief moment of panic, but she was still breathing. She had just passed out.
And all those sleepless nights gave Jaune a perfect idea of how to take up Melanie's offer, and relieve a bit of his frustration…
He cleaned up Melanie and carried her bridal style as she 'slept'. All it took was convincing one or two of the boys that exhaustion from working had caught up to her, a few understanding nods, and Jaune was safely in Melanie's room with an alibi and many eyewitnesses. He locked the door behind him.
Jaune was rock hard as he put Melanie in her bed… and then happened to slip in with her. She was still soundly asleep, breathing softly. He was hoping that would continue to be the case, but it didn't really matter either way to him. He stripped off his clothes and tossed them aside, doing the same for Melanie, and allowing him to examine in great detail her perfect body. She really was just a more attractive version of her sister, more filled out. Bigger hips, bigger bust. He ran his fingers over her skin, feeling it flush with warmth, feeling her softness. He squeezed all the places that he wish he'd been able to squeeze Melanie freely. Her breasts, her ass, her thighs toned from the acrobatics and workout routine she was forced to hold to in order to keep up with her work as a bodyguard.
Even after groping her chest, she did little more than have her breathing tense. She was well and truly asleep, something that Jaune took full advantage of as he rubbed his rock hard length against an ass that was not given justice under the skirt she wore. He'd wanted to wake up Miltia this way before. His dick rubbing against her backside, or already inside her. But he'd never done it. It would traumatize her for life, or at least Jaune assumed since the girl could barely handle sex at a speed most turtles would find geriatric.
But with this other version of Miltia, willingly asking him to fuck her, pump her full of his seed, there was no such issues. He took in Melanie's scent- even that was a constant between the sisters. They both used the same shampoo apparently.
Reaching his hand around, Jaune rubbed a finger against Melanie's slit and found it wet and waiting. She'd been getting off, choking on his dick. Being barely able to breath. When he brought his hand back it was coated in her wetness. This wasn't at all like Cinder, this was a woman who wanted to be bred.
He rubbed the tip of his dick against her entrance. There was no need to hurry anything- not now at least. He enjoyed her soft folds against the tip of his cock, reveling in its wetness. He'd never fucked Miltia raw before, and if her body was anything like Melanie's, he'd been missing out.
Melanie shifted against him, pushing her butt back into him subconsciously. Bringing her body closer to the source of warmth next to her. Jaune took that as the signal to continue, lifting her leg and slowly, painfully sliding his cock inside her.
He sighed in appreciation for the wet and waiting hole. Every inch molded around him as if the sisters were just a pair of cocksleeves made specifically for him. He could barely hold back from cumming as he reached her womb, knocking on her cervix but not too hard. It was hard to do anything particularly forceful when he was laying on his side behind her anyway- but that was the point. Miltia and him had never done anything like this. Any sex that they'd had had been when the lights were off, and with both of them nearly fully clothed.
With Melanie in her current state, he was free to run his hands along her body. Feel her curves, appreciate them fully. Grope her as he wanted, as he knew she would want. It was even easier to close his eyes, imagine that he was fucking Miltia as she slept, like he'd sometimes wished when his balls were aching with need and she insisted on sleeping in the same bed.
Jaune grit his teeth as Melanie's folds gripped around him. Already it was getting hard not to cum, if only due to the position. Her pussy was incredibly tight, almost hard to push in and out of without lifting her leg. But he couldn't cum inside her just yet, he'd barely started.
He kept enjoying Melanie's body to its fullest, using her like a sextoy. Pinching her nipples. Rubbing her clit and feeling how her body squirted, her pussy clenching his dick like a velvet vice. It'd been hard to hold on when he'd teased her clit- apparently it was incredibly sensitive if her body was anything to go by.
The sheets on top of them already geting damp with sweat, Jaune pounded Melanie's ass, dreaming it as Miltia. With every slap of his balls against it, Jaune felt more and more empowered. This was what Melanie had asked for after all. And so what if he indulged his fantasy? Surely Melanie wouldn't complain when she got up. She'd certainly enjoyed the face fucking if nothing else.
Imagining her makeup ruined face, lips dripping with his cum, Jaune blew his load inside Melanie. He held her tight, his balls churning with more and more cum before spewing out rope after rope directly inside her womb. Jaune's body shuddered as he filled Melanie's pussy, transferring his warmth directly to her. He could feel her body reacting to his, cumming around him as her baby room fulfilled its purpose.
He didn't pull out, even after the last ropes of cum filled her already overflowing womb, a trickle coming out of her pussy. Jaune just held her tightly, feeling her warmth. Enjoying their moment together in a way that he never had with Miltia.
Not unlike Cinder had an hour or so before with him. Jaune's frustrations seemed lesser now that he'd relieved him. He could probably work out his issues with Miltia as long as he actually thought to talk to her. And she was a reasonable person. All it had taken was using Melanie as a sex toy after she passed out from getting face fucked, but that was a fair price to pay.
Except, that Jaune still didn't feel like pulling out. His dick rehardened inside Melanie and he got into the slow grind of fucking her from behind once again. It was different than the rough pounding he'd given Neo, or the somewhat passionate one he'd given Velvet. This was just a slow grind, where speed was of no concern.
Even after reminding himself that he didn't really feel all that stressed or angry towards Miltia anymore, Jaune couldn't help himself. He blew another load inside Melanie, squeezing her tits as he did. His balls working overtime to produce more seed, only succeeding in refilling and overfilling Melanie's insides.
Four loads later, the sheets thrown to the side and caked with both with their sweat, did Jaune stop and pull out, a torrent leaving Melanie's pussy and staining her sheets. Jaune kissed the back of her neck like he did with Miltia, desperately wanting her to be Miltia. But that simply wasn't the case.
He held the person that he wanted to be Miltia. That it had just been a long day of working as a barista, and that she'd had the night off. And that they'd had some time with each other where she was okay with having sex where Jaune could actually see her body. A body sexy enough that it was at least part of the reason he'd been attracted to her, if not her forthright personality.
Jaune sighed as the illusion was shattered, but not nearly in as dramatic a way as Neo's were.
He felt Melanie shifting under him and he let go as she awoke.
It wasn't difficult to see her thought process as she yawned, pushed herself up, looked around bleary eyed, saw and fingered her muff, felt her stomach, and then looked wide eyed at Jaune.
"How much did you fucking cum inside me?! I can feel how bloated my womb is! What the fuck…" Melanie said, tracing her fingers over the small protrusion where her womb was distended from the cum.
"I came enough. Did you want more?" Jaune asked, far more confident than he felt. He felt tired.
"More?! You're not empty?!" Melanie asked, incredulous.
"Nope."
Melanie paused. "Well, I'm pretty fucking sure I'm pregnant… so want to fuck my ass?" She asked, wiggling said ass against his already growing erection.
Jaune once again answered her nonverbally, poking at the small, puckered hole with his length.
"Fuck, I wish I'd been awake for you fucking me but… I mean taking me while I was asleep? You're such a brute~ I was so defenseless and innocent and you took me like that? I can still feel your cum inside me~ FUCK! Oh shit oh shit-"
Jaune slid slowly inside Melanie's asshole. Jaune had never done anal before, and it was certainly a different feeling. He felt nothing but resistance at the start, her ring closing and trying to choke his dick, but further past it was just velvety soft, not at all like the vice of her pussy. And unlike her pussy, Jaune had no womb stopping his length.
Melanie moaned in pleasure as inch after inch slid inside her ass, feeling no end in sight. She came when Jaune was only half way in, she could swear it was poking her stomach, but he just kept going. She was incredibly glad she'd bullied Junior into soundproofing her room because she screamed with pleasure. Her pussy clenched around air, squirting onto the covers as she came just from insertion.
It was safe to say that Jaune was now a fan of anal, feeling Melanie squirm next to him, hearing her roar in pleasure.
"Fuuuuck, Jaune. I love your cock, FUCK. Fuck my ass, Jaune! Fuck my ass like you did my face!"
Jaune had no problems doing just that. It was quite a different feeling to have sex with her while she was awake. All of her moans, the way her body moved made it feel far harder. He could see her back flexing as she moved her hips back into him, see the toned muscles she worked hard for. He ran a finger down the middle of her back as he slid all the way inside her ass, feeling her shiver.
"Ohhhh shiiiit~ I can't believe my stupid whore sister isn't sitting on your dick 24/7! What a bitch!"
Jaune gripped her leg and fucked her ass relentlessly after that comment. Melanie had done nothing but insult his fiance, and while he was currently in the act of cheating on her, it was hard for him to hear things so carelessly thrown about like that. It didn't help that Jaune grunted as her sphincter tightened around his length.
"So you really don't like it when I talk about my little sis'? Well she was a whore for everyone except you apparently. Had no problem opening her legs and getting fucked, just like I'm doing right now. The difference is that you're the one getting in on the action instead of whatever dipshit showed up at the theater. Broke his legs, by the way-" She added under her breath, "But aren't I just better than her? Look at me! Does she have an ass like this?" Melanie asked, slapping it. "Because I've seen it and I know she doesn't."
Jaune was angry because Melanie was right. Miltia's ass wasn't as fat as her sisters, and her body was far more pleasant to hold even from the hour or so that they'd been joined.
"Just admit it, Jaune." Melanie said, twisting around to look at him with a conniving green eye.
Instead of saying anything, Jaune pinned her down, and slid smoothly out of her ass and into her pussy. Miltia gave off muffled moans into the pillow, gripping it tightly as Jaune lay on her prone bone style, fucking her like there would be no tomorrow or day after that.
He grit his teeth as he fucked her, her ass plapping, her pussy milking his dick as he plowed her. A thin sheen of sweat covered her back that made her even more irresistible, his fingers digging into her hips as he pulled her in. He wasn't going to hear any thing more out of her. If she wanted to get fucked, she could, but he wasn't going to hear anymore bashing. She was nothing more than a way to vent frustration, and she seemed like she wanted to take it much farther than what Jaune intended. Not that Jaune really knew what he intended to begin with.
The smack on her ass elicited a moan and a wiggle of her generous butt, something that Jaune was all to eager to repeat as the bed bounced and had its springs well tested. He saw Melanie try to turn around, but he pinned her down by the shoulder, keeping her there. She didn't need to be facing him in order to get fucked.
Although she struggled initially, she stopped after a few moments of trying, instead pushing her hips back, gyrating them on his dick as her pussy tried to snake out what felt like his sixth orgasm inside her. And it was working, he was getting closer.
"You wanted to be awake when you were impregnated? Here you go." He whispered in her ear, giving her slow, even pounds. He could feel her tighten just with the mention of her being filled with his seed, and he could feel her shiver with excitement from under him.
It didn't take long far him to reach the end and he came wave after wave inside her, filling her pussy as his balls worked over time. He lay on Melanie, keeping her there as his dick worked to impregnate her throughly. A low, guttural moan escaped her mouth as he filled her up. It wasn't until he was done that he got off of her, and even then she didn't face up for another few minutes.
Jaune was content to just bask in the afterglow, watching as his cum dripped down her thigh. When she finally turned, it was to face him.
"I need to get you angry more often. Fuck, that was good. Where'd you learn to have sex like that?" Melanie asked, fully serious. "I can't imagine you did something like that with my sister."
"I've had a lot of practice today." Jaune said, returning the level of seriousness in her question.
"Oh." Was her only reply, her eyes drawn away as she shifted to lay on her back and stare at the ceiling. "...with who?"
"Velvet, Neo, a client, and you."
Melanie burst out laughing. "Are you for real? I had no idea you could be so funny… You're not joking." She said in realization after looking at his face. Jaune didn't have to confirm it, but he did give a slight nod.
"Wow. Who was the best? And what do you mean 'client'?"
When Jaune got a thoughtful look on his face, Melanie whacked him lightly on the arm. "You're supposed to say me you asshole! But now I guess I'm really curious…"
"...Neo, I guess? The session with the client wasn't great."
"Huh. I won't ask about the client. But Neo? She does seem like she'd be fun in bed. Tell you what, I'm up for a threesome any time with her. Just gimme a few hours notice~ A girl has to have time to get ready."
"But not Velvet?" Jaune asked, curious.
Melanie flushed. "She's a friend! That'd be weird."
"I see." Jaune said, totally not getting it at all. He hadn't understood many things that'd happened that day, but because he hadn't complained or gone against the flow, it'd been a pretty good day, all things considered.
"Also if you break my sister's heart, I'll fucking kill you." She said with a smile that made it clear it wasn't a joke. Just before Jaune responded, There was a knock at the door that stopped both of their hearts.
"It's Miltia! Hide under the covers." Melanie hissed, pushing Jaune under them like he was weed that tasted better when gestating under a mattress. He was wrapped in the warm embrace of not only the blankets, but Melanie as well. He was pressed up against her body so close that he could reach out and lick a nipple. His dick also pressed against her stomach, her skin soft and flush with heat. He was still leaking precum from his tip, and couldn't help but shift slightly from the sensation.
He could feel Melanie stacking pillows around and on top of him, probably as a way to better hide his form under the blankets. Unfortunately for Jaune, it only made it hotter under the covers, and sweatier.
Melanie cleared her throat. "Come in!" She intoned, trying to sound as if she didn't know who was at the door.
"Hey Mel." Was all Miltia said. Jaune obviously couldn't see her from his position, but he was pretty sure she was just standing at the doorway from the way it sounded.
"What's wrong, sis? You didn't actually watch the movie, right? You put on sunglasses to protect your eyes?"
"Of course, bitch." Miltia scoffed, though her face softened shortly after. "But… there's something I wanted to talk to you about. I have this um… friend, who's been in a relationship with this guy for a while… And she keeps expecting him to… propose to her? And he hasn't?"
For however surprised Jaune had been before, he was certainly flabbergasted now. And from the way he could feel Melanie move against him, she evidently hadn't been expecting this line of questioning either.
"Has this friend been having sex with the guy?" Melanie asked with a surprising amount of ice shaved onto the question. "Regularly?"
Miltia sat on the bed- something that Jaune could actively feel behind him as the weight distribution shifted.
"...no…" Miltia said, dejected. "The friend never feels like having it. They're happy enough just by being around them. And they're usually too tired after work, and on the weekends they just want to relax."
"Are you sure the guy is okay with that? Do you know if he was expecting kids? More intimacy?" Melanie asked pointedly. "Have you asked him if he wants more sex?"
"This is about my friend, not me and Jaune." Melanie said hurriedly. "And he said he didn't. He said he'd be fine with whatever I was comfortable with." She finished with an air of satisfaction.
Jaune would've groaned in any other situation. He'd said that in order to make her feel better, and to not come off like a perv. That had also been months ago. He could feel Melanie shifting next to him, her skin, her scent so close making him rock hard. Something that he could help as his dick lengthened and pushed against her pussy still dribbling with his cum.
"D-did you consider that maybe he said that to make you feel better?" Melanie asked, taking Jaune's advances under the blankets surprisingly well. She lightly kicked him in the leg, but that didn't deter him at this point. Her face flushed as Jaune's dick slid against her pussy, tantalizingly close. She was glad that her sister was faced the other way, or else it would've been obvious that something was up. The thick blankets were the only reason that Miltia couldn't hear the foreplay.
"Jaune wouldn't lie to me!" Miltia said forcefully, spinning around to face her sister angrily, before quickly turning away. She didn't seem to notice her sister's face full of lust and need, nor her heavier breathing. Jaune had started to massage her legs, running his hands along them, squeezing them in just the right way. She hadn't expected something like this given how he'd taken her so quickly and thoroughly earlier.
"I-I mean the friend's guy wouldn't lie to her…" Miltia sighed. "What do I do, Melanie?"
"Have you tried talking to him?"
"No…" Miltia responded, weakly. "I love him, but I thought things would be smoother than this. There's just no spark anymore."
"Love isn't constant and you have to make relationships work, sis. It doesn't take much for a man to start drifting away if you stop having sex."
"Melanie!" She gasped. "He would never cheat on me."
Jaune pushed inside Melanie, her pussy feeling even warmer underneath the heat of the sheets and blanket. He clung to her as he fucked her, slowly, feeling her pussy cling around his length as he went in and out.
Melanie was quiet for a moment, her moans stopped only by biting her lip, almost to the point of drawing blood. She snaked a hand down to Jaune's hair and pulled him into her chest, spurring him on instead of telling him to stop.
"No, he's the most faithful man I know. But even faithful men can lose their beliefs if you spurn them enough. Talk to him, Miltia." Melanie said, grinding her hips into Jaune's. She couldn't believe how electrified her body was, she'd never been one for exhibitionism, especially in front of her dear sister, but this was on another level of pleasure. Her fingers twitched in Jaune's hair as she came around his rock hard dick, her legs shuddering under the blankets.
"I love you!" Melanie said, a little too loudly. "I love you, sis. I don't want you to make a mistake. Please talk with him. For me?"
Miltia shifted her weight on the bed. She never would've guessed that Jaune was on the bed with her, dicking down her sister well enough that her toes were curling and that she was on her second orgasm. Perhaps she was too preoccupied, or perhaps she just didn't want to believe such a thing was possible, even with the stench of sweat and sex in the room, covered up only partially my Melanie's perfume.
"I'll talk with him. Thanks, sis. Feel better."
As soon as the door was shut, the blankets and sheets were off and Jaune was plowing Melanie into the bed. His dick was near the edge, pulsing with a need to empty his balls, but he was too angry to do that. He fucked his rage into her, watching as her face contorted in pleasure and she moaned.
"What do you mean 'don't break her heart or I'll kill you'?! You're the one that asked for sex!"
"As a test!" Melanie wailed, unconvincingly as she wrapped her legs around Jaune's back. "I wanted to see if you'd actually do it."
"Then why didn't you turn me down when I offered?! Or beat me up?" Jaune growled, pinching her nipples, roughly toying with them.
"I wasn't expecting you to whip it out! I-I just went along with the flow."
She was certainly flowing now, the sheets a mess as her pussy came yet again around his dick, soaking Jaune and everything beneath.
"No, you don't get to blame me for this. If you want to have sex, fine. But you don't get to threaten to kill me after we have sex, something you started!"
If the room wasn't soundproofed, Jaune's grunts and Melanie's moans would be filling the hallway right then, the sound of his hips colliding with hers providing an excellent backup chorus.
Jaune pounded her as hard as he could with her legs locked around his back, squeezed and pinched her body to sate his lust as much as he could. His balls churned with semen yet again and he could feel it coming. Melanie's high pitched moans only turned him on further. He could feel his dick knocking on her cervix, her womb already full his of his cum but yearning to be filled again.
With a final thrust, Jaune emptied his balls inside Melanie's womb, refilling it with fresh semen, his lips locked against hers as they exchanged tongues.
Only for the door to open.
"Hey, Melanie-"
Miltia gasped, watching as Jaune's dick pulsed with cum, his balls tightening with every wave of sperm. She watched her sister be plowed missionary for only a few seconds, stunned, before slamming the door closed.
And she went to the bathroom to clear her head.
Jaune and Melanie were quite aware of what just happened, even in the afterglow, but that didn't stop Jaune's balls from pumping inside of her, and perhaps even invigorated them. When he pulled out, dribbles of cum followed, her pussy stuffed full. He laid beside her, staring at the ceiling.
"Well, that's it I guess. Do I at least get to choose the method?" Jaune asked grimly.
Melanie had no idea what to say, and unintentionally thinking just like her sister, excused herself without saying anything and went to the bathroom after dressing and cleaning herself up.
When Melanie saw her sister staring at the bathroom mirror, dazed, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Look, about what you saw…" Melanie trailed off. She didn't know how to follow up with 'you saw me fucking your fiancee', as unsurprisingly, this is a difficult topic to broach, and one most people hopefully do not have practice with.
"Who was that?" Miltia asked in an odd tone. "When I came in the first time, were you having sex with him? Was he just under the sheets?"
Melanie didn't have the heart to lie to her sister anymore. "Yeah. He was. Look, I'm really sorry-"
"Sorry? About what? I just didn't knock while you were having sex." Miltia said, frowning. "I just wasn't prepared to see that right then. I'm not a prude, bitch."
Melanie blinked. "So then you're okay?"
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" Miltia asked, genuinely confused. "Would you be alright the moment after if you accidentally walked in on me and Jaune having sex?"
It was then that Melanie realized that she was supposed to respond with a negatory, but Miltia didn't give her the chance to speak.
"Who was that, anyway?"
"He's just some VIP I thought that looked hot. He carried me back to my room for some fun when you came in." Melanie said, somewhat distantly. It was the truth, after all. That was what had happened.
"Oh. Was the sex any good? It certainly looked like it~"
The two of them talking about sex wasn't anything new, but Melanie felt a surge of uncomfortableness, followed by her thinking about the drip of semen down her leg still coming from her overstuffed pussy.
"It was amazing. He blew out my back. I think I'm going to drag him back to my room if he's ever back in town." She said, unable to stop the words.
"Slut." Miltia snorted. "Think it's going to turn into anything serious?"
"No, but it doesn't need to. He knows what this is." Melanie answered, honestly.
"Oh. Cool. You want me to handle the floor for a while?"
"Yeah. Thanks, bitch."
Miltia gave her a hug before leaving the bathroom, her heels clicking on the floor.
Jaune was already finishing his draft of his will, sending out instructions to Velvet and Russel for how to run the shop, and an apology to Miltia for being unfaithful. So when he saw Melanie's confused face upon coming back, he asked what had happened.
"She doesn't know it was you." Melanie answered, still baffled.
That certainly hadn't been what Jaune was expecting, but he hurriedly deleted the drafts before putting his Scroll away.
"Are you sure?"
"Certain." Melanie answered quickly, locking the door behind her. "All that she knows is that I saw some hot VIP, and that you blew out my back after carrying me to my room." She added, sauntering up to the bed, where Jaune still laid undressed. "Does this VIP have anything in him?"
"No, I don't think he does." Jaune sighed. "Where's Miltia now?"
"She's on the floor right now. You want me to lead you out the back?"
Jaune quickly accepted, threw on his clothes, and with Melanie's lead, left. They waved to eachother before she disappeared back inside the club, leaving Jaune outside, but truthfully Jaune had been wanting something more.
When Jaune finally got back to his little cafe, he went up the stairs, stared at the sheetless bed, sighed, finished the laundry, sheeted and made the bed, only to get into it before passing out.
The knock at the door woke him only a few moments later.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Might be the last chapter for a bit, but I think it turned out pretty well. As always, feel free to let me know what you thought in reviews/PMs, and I've got a discord server at /FjyeEFugrk if you're interested in faster updates (this chapter was available for at least a week before it was posted as an example, mostly because I just flat out forgot to post it after it was edited), and I occasionally ask for what people want to see continued there.