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If there was one word that could define the flow of life in Beacon, it would be ‘steady’. Day in and day out the students would wake up, do whatever they considered necessary to be presentable in public, before going to the cafeteria for breakfast. After breakfast came their various classes, and after they ended, they had to choose how to properly split their free time between delving into their hobbies and pastimes, doing homework and studying to keep their grades up, and spending time with their teammates to improve coordination and team work.
Ruby thought it was boring .
Of course, being accepted into Beacon at 15 - by the headmaster himself, no less! - and being made into the leader of her team were amazing events, and she appreciated the fact that Beacon and its teachers always gave it their best to turn their students into the best huntsmen and huntresses they could be, but falling into that sort of routine, with nothing new to shake things up on occasion, truly ground down on the girl’s patience. She was going a bit stir-crazy, and she noticed she wasn’t the only one. What solution did she come to in order to deal with it all?
A sleepover, of course. And sure, Ruby was socially awkward enough that she never really got to have those back in Signal, but she was sure that she could give the best, most kickass sleepover in the history of Beacon! They’d talk, play some videogames, eat, all the good stuff.
That was the pitch she gave over breakfast to her teammates and team JNPR, and she was pleasantly surprised at everyone’s easy acceptance of her ‘invitation’, even if Weiss’ condition that Jaune and Ren not be present were a bit upsetting.
Regardless of that, the girls went ahead with the planned sleepover. They sent the boys out to do whatever it was they wanted in the freed team JNPR dorm, while the girls had a great time in team RWBY’s.
The night started with something that they could all get into, video games. Nora and Yang loved them, Weiss didn’t mind them, Blake was a little into them, and Pyrrha… Well, Pyrrha’s eyes got a certain glint to them once Yang brought up the idea of a fighting game.
They all had a turn at playing, all of them trading wins back and forth until Pyrrha said something that made Yang take the games more seriously. After that, one of the controllers kept changing hands as Yang utterly trounced them at fighting games.
The girls eventually got tired of losing to Yang, so they settled down together in a circle.
Yang, the bombastic miscreant that she was, decided that her younger sister’s first sleepover couldn’t just go through in an unremarkable fashion, but needed a memorable twist to it, which led to the varied and colorful bottles of drink she had acquired through some friends .
“Mm, this is nice. Very sweet. Yang what is it?” Pyrrha, who was clad in nothing other than a small white t-shirt that strained under a set of nicely-shaped C cups and left her midriff exposed and through which one could almost make the color of her nipples out, and a pair of red booty shorts that might as well have been painted on due to how closely it hugged her extremely toned and noticeably worked-on, shapely behind, leaving her long and equally toned legs fully exposed, said as she swirled around a cup of pink liquid she had previously taken a sip out of.
Yang, rocking her usual orange tank top that visibly strained under the prodigious heft of her chest and that allowed her small nubs to freely display their shape in the absence of a bra, and a pair of tight black shorts that hugged her own behind, which was slightly bigger than Pyrrha’s, though much more on the softer side of things than the green-eyed redhead’s tight ass, shrugged.
“Oh, just a little something I came up with for tonight. I call it the Yang Bang! ” The other girls groaned at that, with Ruby even affecting a facepalm, which the blonde ignored as she proceeded . “Take it slow though, I’m still not the best at mixing drinks, so they may be a teensy bit stronger than required.”
“Too late! Hehe! ” Nora chuckled before hiccuping. The orange-haired girl was the shortest one of the group, measuring up to all of a fearsome 5’ tall. Despite that, she sported the second largest pair of breasts in the group, as well as the second largest ass. Despite not being as stacked above and below as her friends, the fact that she was as stacked as she was with her short height gave the impression that she was much more voluptuous than most other girls, and caused many a boy to distractedly walk into a door in her presence. All of Nora’s… Eccentricity… was contained within nothing more than a pink sports bra and a pair of shorts that was just the slightest bit too tight for her behind.
Weiss sighed. “ Please don’t destroy the room.” The Schnee heiress was slim and lithe, some would even call her waifish were it not for the slight yet noticeable tone her training gave her. She wore only a pure white nightshirt that ended just above the knees, revealing a pair of toned calves, yet easily allowing her to maintain the modesty and propriety she much liked carrying herself with.
“Or at least not my side of the room.” Blake piped up as she took her second sip of the Yang Bang. The cat-eared girl was clad in a black kimono with a dark-purple floral motif that was as covering as Weiss’ nightshirt…
Were it not for her ridiculous ass.
The girl’s behind was just absurd, its size easily outmatching Yang, Pyrrha and Nora every day of the week. With such an admirable behind, her kimono had no real chance at covering her up thoroughly. The garment, which was supposed to reach down to around knee length and to completely hide her body when pulled closed, could barely hide the full might of Blake’s cheeks, and could easily reveal her panties if she took just a single long stride, or caught a slight breeze. The size of her ass also made it rather difficult to fully close and tie her kimono, revealing quite a bit of her soft handful of breasts in the form of a deep cleavage, as well as letting a bit more skin show, right before her sash finally closed the sleepwear above the navel.
Weiss narrowed her eyes at the cat Faunus in mild irritation, before turning her focus back toward her team leader/partner. “ Anyway … despite all previous expectations… this has been a very enjoyable evening so far.”
“T-Thanks Weiss!” Ruby responded with a blush, though it was hard to tell if it came as a response to the compliment, or as a consequence of her own half-empty cup. She wore a black tank top with a heart design over her own chest - a pair of hand-fillers like Blake’s, though possessed of a borderline-supernatural level of perkiness that meant she never really needed the support of a bra - that stopped just short of her hips, leaving a small section of her torso revealed, and white pajama pants with various roses that couldn’t really hide just how ridiculously toned her legs were, thought they kept much else from view.
They talked for a while, usually about things girls their age would talk about…
Which then, of course, inevitably got to talking about boys.
“You know what I’ve noticed?” Yang said as she took one last sip of her drink, emptying her cup. “Lotta the guys here are into asses.”
“Oh, no kidding! You have any idea how many looks this dump truck has gotten?!” Nora, her cheeks flushed by the alcohol, spoke up while smacking her cheeks.
“Honestly…” Blake muttered, “I’m surprised you can even fit through the door frame…”
“ You’rrrre one t’ talk.” Nora snarked back with a smirk and a mild slur.
“What do you mean?”
“You know the guys call yours the Bellabooty , right?”
“I-is it…” Blake cleared her throat, a blush creeping its way up her neck and to her face as she spoke, “Is it really that big?”
Ruby looked at the carpet floor, swirling her drink before taking a sip of it as a way to alleviate her awkwardness, before deciding to just bite the bullet and be upfront about it. “I mean….well…yeah.”
“The name does have some merit to it.” Weiss agreed.
“Oh yeah, you got a fat ass.” Yang said with her own usual tact.
“Y-Yang!” Ruby squeaked.
“What? It’s true!” Another thought then came to the blonde. “Say…you think Jaune is also into butts?”
“He is.” The girls all looked at Pyrrha, who had been simply keeping quiet and slowly enjoying her drink since her latest defeat at Yang’s hands. “He tries to be discreet about it, but he gives me and Nora a few looks whenever he thinks we’re not paying attention.”
“Yep! He’s the Fearless Leader of Hometown!” Nora proclaimed.
“Hometown?” The rest of the girls questioned in unison.
“Yeah! You know, tits is life but ass is hometown?”
A quiet moment befell them all until Yang spoke up.
“ Sooooooo …which one of us girls got the best ass?”
“ME!” Nora yelled immediately.
Weiss’ response was preceded by a scoff. “Bigger isn’t always better.”
“Now, now don’t be jealous, Weiss cream. ”
“I-I am not!”
“Are too.”
“Am not!”
“Hey, hey!” Ruby stepped between her partner and older sister, intent on defusing the situation. “This is supposed to be fun, so we all just have to relax. We are all beautiful in our own ways.”
“Hell yeah, sis! I mean, look at us. Easily perfect 10’s.” After a moment Yang smirked. “9.5 for Weiss. Maybe ”
“ What?! ”
“Personality goes a long way, y’know.” The blonde shrugged, her smirk not abating in the least. “Just saying.”
Weiss pouted before looking away with a huff, obviously dissatisfied with what had to be an inaccurate assessment.
“Okay, okay.” Yang stood up. “I have an idea. Something to cap off the night.”
Jaune Arc wasn’t really sure what to make of the situation he currently found himself in.
He had been lying cradled comfortably in the arms of Morpheus all of 30 minutes ago, before Nora, in her usual Nora fashion, stormed into the room he and Ren had been sharing and started forcefully dragging him out by the arm. He didn’t really have the ability to stop the freakishly strong girl fully-awake, much less half-asleep, and the pleading look he turned towards Ren was answered with a raised eyebrow, before the other male simply turned around and went back to sleep.
Traitor.
It all resulted in him suddenly being a participant of what was supposed to be a girl’s night or something like that, sipping on a tasty pink drink that Yang had pushed into his hand, while his half-asleep brain split its processing power between sending his body complete wakefulness, and registering the fact that the very attractive girls he called friends - and Weiss - were severely underdressed relative to how he usually saw them.
Seated at one of the room’s beds, spoke in a half-mumble. “S-so, umm… what’s going on?”
“Jaune,” Yang sat beside him, her bare thigh touching his own while one of her hands fell to rest on his lap. “You’re an ass man, right?”
Usually any one of these things alone would’ve had Jaune spooked, his brain a jumble of random thoughts as he tried to cope with the stimulation provided by the physical proximity and the question Yang asked, yet in this specific situation, with his brain still rebooting after being forcefully pulled out of deep sleep, and with whichever operational part of it partially impacted by the alcohol, he completely lost any and all filters between his brain and his mouth, allowing thoughts that he would never previously have manifested to turn into words.
“Yeah, I am. An ass man, I mean.”
Yang patted his thigh, a devilish smile spreading on her face. “Perfect. See, me and the girls, we’ve got a bit of a problem, and we were hoping that you could help us out.”
“Who’s the hometown Queen, Jaune?!” Nora exclaimed.
The blond frowned in confusion.
“Hometown?”
“Who here’s got the best ass.” Yang translated.
Jaune blinked in shock at the question. “I-I mean, I wouldn’t want to say who’s better. You’re my friends, that wouldn’t be right.”
Pyrrha sat down on his other side of the bed, her own thigh pressing against Jaune’s other leg while she gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze.
“Jaune, we’re just having a fun little competition. It’s very sweet of you to think that way, but we can’t really judge amongst ourselves, so we thought it would be best to have a male perspective, and we picked you because you’re someone we trust.”
“And it’s allllll in good fun .” Yang piped in, “We won’t hold anything against you. Well, Weiss might, but that ain’t new.”
“ Hey! ” The atlesian yelped.
“Well, if it’s what you really want…” Jaune shrugged, “Okay, I guess.”
Since Yang and Pyrrha had approached Jaune first, they would be the first ones Jaune would judge.
It was then things took a turn to the erotic.
Pyrrha and Yang stood beside each other in front of him, hip to hip.
The blond male gulped, his throat and mouth suddenly dry as Yang shimmied out of her shorts, allowing her soft, plump cheeks to come into view, clad in nothing other than a yellow g-string.
Pyrrha hesitated for the briefest of moments before liquid courage took over. Taking a steadying breath, the redhead grabbed the sides of her shorts and gave them a quick yank down, revealing her toned ass clad in naught but a pair of noticeably stressed black panties.
“Now,” Yang spoke, a confident smirk on her face as she met Jaune’s gaze while cocking her hip, “You can feel us up all you want, it’s only fair you do a nice and furrow assessment.”
“O-Okay…” With an injection of adrenaline in the form of the girls’ sudden partial nudity, Jaune’s body reached full wakefulness. Despite that, his judgment was still clouded by a mixture of inebriation, teenage hormones and sheer inertia, which gave him the courage to reach out for Yang’s ass with one hand and give it a poke. Feeling her smooth, springy skin and the lack of a suddenly missing head as a consequence of an overpowered uppercut emboldened Jaune, prompting him to reach out with his other hand as well, before allowing the two of them to settle on the wide expanse of flesh…
And squeeze.
As he expected, her cheeks were toned and honed like the rest of her body, though there was an appreciated layer of fat over the hard muscle, forcing his fingers to really have to dig in deep to truly feel her glutes. With the majority of his higher thought short-circuited, Jauned defaulted to following his instincts, allowing his fingers to gently squeeze and knead at the warm, soft flesh, mostly appreciating the soft and plump outer layer, but occasionally digging in deep.
“ Damn, Jaune, you’re a natural with your hands, ” Yang let out in an almost gasp. Biting her lip to suppress a moan, the blonde continued. “ I’d love having you work me over after a good workout. ”
“W-Well…if you want me to…”
“ Ahem. ” Pyrrha cleared her throat while bumping her hip into Yang’s “I do believe it is my turn to be judged.”
“Sorry about that, supergirl.”
Yang stepped aside to make space for Pyrrha, a small pout on her face at the loss of the pleasant contact.
Jaune, for his part, didn’t really hesitate to get his hands on his teammate/partner. His hands alighted on her waist, allowing him to notice the fact that Pyrrha’s hips were rather wider than Yang’s.
His fingers slowly trailed down her thighs, allowing him to feel how much more toned muscle Pyrrha had, easily contrasting the softer flesh of the blonde. It wasn’t something that felt particularly better or worse, but more different.
“ Hnnng. ”
Feeling emboldened by Pyrrha’s moans, Jaune’s hands first went to her ass and squeezed, allowing him to feel from the get-go a type of tone he could only get from Yang by squeezing deeply into her flesh, before he slipped his hands under her panties with the intent to feel more of her bare cheeks. Allowing the small moan released by the girl he was groping to roll over him, Jaune cradled one of her cheeks in each hand before lifting them and then releasing them. He returned to squeezing after doing that a few times when Pyrrha spoke up.
“You know, Jaune…I’ve been working on my lower half. My umm …My butt.” The redhead blushed intensely after those words.
Yang quirked a brow. “What? You’ve been training with your ass?”
“No… but I’ve learned I can do this with it.”
Jaune released his hold on her and watched.
Pyrrha took a breath, reached for the waistline of her panties and pulled them up, allowing her asscrack to easily and quickly swallow the fabirc, effectively giving herself a wedgie.
Then, her performance began.
Pyrrha twitched one cheek one after the other, a flex or tensing of her lower body sending her cheeks up and down at will. The action caused them to dance of their own volition, jiggling wildly right before Jaune’s eyes. It certainly showed off the red head’s impressive muscle control.
“Haha! Yeah, shake it Pyrrha!” Nora cheered on with a grin, her cup now having more liquid than it did only a while ago.
Pyrrha moved her rump up and down, swaying her hips side to side, even pushing her ass right into Jaune’s face, his nose practically buried in her asscrack.
“W-Woah…”
The redhead pulled back and ended her little booty dance with both her hands smacking each cheek.
“Did you like that, Jaune ?” The girl all but purred his name.
“That was…” The boy gulped, a mixture of awe and something else showing up on his face. “That was awesome, Pyrrha!”
Yang could see where Jaune’s mind was going and decided to step in. “You know what? I think this much just isn’t enough.”
The blonde then proceeded to lift her top over her head, allowing her large, bare breasts to swing free, their sheer heft giving them the slightest bit of a teardrop shape. Jaune’s eyes stuck to them, following their mild pendulous motion as Yang breathed in and out, getting the girl to proudly grin and thrust her chest out.
The male blond stared at the mammaries in a daze, his eyes taking in every single detail about them. The flesh on them was mostly pale, except for the top which was slightly tanned as a consequence of her dressing habits that left some exposed cleavage. Dark nipples the width of a finger, and half the length of one, were set on the equally dark yet average-sized areolae, both already so thoroughly erect in Yang’s arousal that they could all but cut glass.
Yang shook her torso side to side, enjoying the hypnotic sway she held over her fellow blond, only to gasp in surprise as his hands unhesitatingly jumped to her chest. She stared in amusement as Jaune absentmindedly hefted her breasts, before a hiss forced its way through her teeth as his hands moved, causing the very tips of her nipples to just barely grind against the palms of his hands. Her hiss turned into a moan as his fingers softly massaged her breasts, their tips leaving goosebumps as they dragged along her skin, before slowing down and pulling back slightly as they reached the edge of her areolae, where the gliding strokes turned into the lightest of caresses as if silk were somehow spidering along them.
“ Ungh! ”
A particularly loud moan gave way to an animalistic grunt as Jaune suddenly took both nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and gave them a light squeeze and twist, causing a chill to run down her spine while her now thoroughly slick thighs shook.
A hunger visible in her eyes, Yang placed her own hands over Jaune’s in order to stop them from moving further, before speaking up in what just barely avoided being classed as an animalistic growl.
“Hold your horses, mister magic hands. You’re here today to judge asses, not titties, so you can leave that for a later date! Now, there’s a final stage to the proper judgment of an ass’ quality.”
Yang then proceeded to slowly shimmy her way out of the last remaining stitch of clothing on her body, allowing Jaune to expectantly watch as more and more of her skin was revealed. The only male in the room gulped as he watched Yang’s hips wiggling back and forth as she tugged on the sides of her g-string and peeled them over and down her hips, ultimately resulting in the mouthwatering reveal of a moist, dew-covered flower in the same dark hue as her nipples, devoid of hair but for a tuft of blonde in the shape of a heart on her pubic mound, pointing right down at her wet gash.
Turning around so her ass faced the boy once more, Yang gave one of her plump cheeks a good smack before huskily whispering.
“ How can you tell how good an ass really is before trying it out ?”
Ruby, who so far had been frozen in silent shock at the sudden and very much unexpected developments of her sleepover, finally jolted back to awareness at the sight of her own sister’s total nudity. A heavy blush staining her face out of embarrassment, the girl stuttered out. “Y-Yang! Hang on, I don’t think we sh- hmm ?!”
Any complaints she could’ve expressed were interrupted by Blake and Nora, whose hands had flown to her mouth with such a level of synchronicity that one might’ve sworn they had coordinated their movements.
“ Ruby? Shh. ” Nora mumbled while her eyes stayed glued to the scene, completely unwilling to miss a single development.
“Yes. Shh.” Blake quietly agreed, a mild blush staining her usually deadpanning face. The situation was quickly turning out like one of her books.
Weiss could do nothing more but watch in shocked silence, her sense of decency and propriety hampered by a mixture of alcohol, teenage curiosity and plain old lust, causing her to freeze in place, her eyes glued to the scene even as her own underwear started feeling a bit too warm and sticky.
And Pyrrha? She was unwilling to back down from a challenge in general, and she was definitely unwilling to back off now , when the object of her affections was about to have his attention monopolized by the she-devil she called a friend. Taking a deep breath to both stave off any remaining shyness and to push her giddiness and anticipation into control, Pyrrha divested herself of her own clothes, revealing her deliciously toned and fit body of amazonian stature to the room.
The Mistralian girl was tall, her height of 6-something so close to Jaune’s own stature to be borderline indistinguishable. Though not as large as Yang’s absurd E-cups or Nora’s not-quite-as-massive yet still definitely oversized DD’s, Pyrrha’s breasts were still rather large, being on the higher end of D-cups.
The redhead’s breasts were capped with nubs of a light pink hue, her areolae smaller than Yang’s, though the nipples were of similar size. Unlike Yang, who had a bit of a soft layer right under her skin that made her muscles show only hints across her whole body for the most part, Pyrrha’s body was very much toned, her muscles noticeable in a manner that was still very aesthetically pleasing, giving her a look that conveyed her martial prowess and strength without losing a single hint of her feminine charms. Unlike Yang, who was completely shaven other than the yellow heart right above her gash, Pyrrha’s own folds were surrounded by a thin, sparse down of red hair, making it very obvious that they had just started regrowing since her last shave.
Emboldened by her partner’s hungry stare, Pyrrha turned her back towards him before gripping each of her cheeks with one hand and spreading them apart, revealing a twitching rosebud in the same light pink hue as her nipples and gash, and, just like her gash, surrounded in a very thin, recently growing layer of red hair.
“Well, Jaune?”
The blond gulped at the sight he was presented with, his brain doing its best to burn all of the sights and sensations he’d been experiencing throughout the night, all the while his heart beat so fast it might as well have been a bullhead engine, which facilitated the flow of blood towards the lower side of his body, with noticeable results.
As focused as he was on Yang and Pyrrha’s nudity, Jaune didn’t notice how the other girls stared at his sizeable bulge in shock, hunger, or both. Instead, he forced himself to look up from Pyrrha’s spread ass to her eyes, his throat bobbing as he gulped before speaking up.
“A-Anal? I mean, nothing against it - the opposite, really! - but we’d need some lube if we wanted to-“
Nora came to the rescue, getting a bottle of coconut-scented oil from… Somewhere … Before softly lobbing it onto his lap, getting a nonplussed blink from him before he spoke.
“-well, who would’ve thought.”
Jaune somehow managed to keep his nervousness in check as he stripped, his hands steady as he slowly pulled down the zipper on his onesie rather than wildly shaking as he half-expected from his accelerated heart rate. The first pull of his sleep clothes revealed a toned torso, with a good degree of both bulk and tone that greatly surprised the four members of team RWBY, though in a rather positive way. Blake, Weiss, Ruby, and Nora stared at his bare torso, their eyes tracking the well-defined lines built over hours and hours and training, the three team RWBY girls with shock, and Nora with a knowing - if hungry - appreciation.
The second pull revealed to them all the fact that Jaune wore nothing under his onesie, a meaty thwack ensuing the moment the very second the zipper crossed the area of his waistline as his thick member sprung up and smacked against his navel, the level of erection a consequence of the extremely stimulating scene he was subjected to.
The onesie was cast aside and utterly forgotten the moment Jaune stepped out of it, as the girls all but drank in his nude form with the same zeal - if not the same confidence - as he did Yang and Pyrrha’s.
Pyrrha and Yang quickly got to work after that, snatching up the bottle of scented oil before their gazes met and they nodded a silent agreement. A flick of Pyrrha’s thumb had the bottle open, before she squeezed a good dollop of the scented oil into both her and Yang’s hands. Setting the bottle aside for a moment, the two rubbed their hands together before reaching for Jaune.
The blond male’s breath quickened as he watched their hands get closer and closer to his length before a groan involuntarily left his throat as the two of them grasped it, the length of it such that the four hands on it still had enough space to stroke him at different a pace without any awkwardness, and its girth such that their fingertips could barely meet around it.
“Damn, Jaune, how’d you manage to keep this thing hidden from the world?” Yang gave the purple-hued head a stroke that forced a grunt out of Jaune, before her hands left his cock to Pyrrha’s - visibly enthralled - tender mercies, instead slipping under it and grabbing his orange-sized nuts, which she tenderly rubbed oil onto. “It’s a wonder your pants don’t fall under the weight of all this.”
Jauned panted lightly at the mix between Pyrrha’s stroking and Yang’s massaging, a bead of pre running down his inflamed crown. Noticing this and not wanting their fun to end before the main course could be enjoyed, the two girls disengaged from the visibly frustrated blond, instead turning their focus to one another with the layered intent to keep Jaune aroused without pushing him over the edge, prepare each other for the final evaluation to decide whose ass was better, and maybe just a bit of curiosity about each other’s bodies.
Yang picked the oil bottle up and, while meeting Jaune’s gaze, used her free hand to turn Pyrrha around once more so that her ass was pointed right at the male. She then, without looking away from him, squeezed a thick strand of oil all over each of Pyrrha’s cheeks.
Putting the bottle down once more, Yang began rubbing each cheek nice and slow, her fingers spreading the fragrant oil all over the redhead’s toned behind, before daringly allowing a finger to slip between the oiled cheeks and rub the pink pucker.
Pyrrha wasn’t the only one in the room to gulp when Yang pulled on one of the cheeks for ease of access, giving the others full view as her fingertip rubbed against Pyrrha’s rosebud in a light, almost tickling motion, resulting in a reflexive twitch from both the hole and its owner.
Pyrrha gasped as Yang’s finger broke through her back hole, the tip of her index just barely slipping inside to the point that even the first knuckle was still outside. She gave her finger a little twist, causing the redhead’s legs to tremble, before slowly sinking in more of her finger, all to the sound of Pyrrha’s poorly-suppressed hiss.
Frowning at the redhead’s composure, Yang decided to go further. Pulling her finger out to gather more of the oil covering Pyrrha’s cheeks, Yang then probed the puckered hole with the tip of her finger once more before pushing.
And pushing some more.
Jaune could only watch in silent fascination as Yang’s finger slowly sank into Pyrrha’s anus, the blonde taking her time with the act by randomly stopping and pulling back said finger, before turning and twisting it as if trying to find the right path, and then resuming her invasion, all the way until her digit was fully engulfed. Pyrrha still hadn’t cracked under her ministrations, which just motivated Yang to try harder. She slowly pulled back before sinking back into the girl’s hole, again, and again, and again, until eventually, her hand had become a blur of motion. Pyrrha’s legs were trembling mightily, and every time the blond added a twist to her thrusts she was forced to bite her lip so hard she almost drew blood, but eventually, Yang gave up on trying to make Pyrrha crack and instead focused on getting some fun of her own.
Yang, knowing how competitive Pyrrha was, knew that the redhead would have it out for her ass as payback.
Literally .
Rather than dread, though, that thought just brought her excitement. Yang was, after all, a girl who liked it rough. She had nothing against taking things slow, going for the whole “steamy and passionate” feel, but her favorite way to fuck was hard, hot, and heavy.
She enjoyed testing the limits of her toughness.
So it shouldn’t have been a surprise that when Pyrrha settled on her knees, an intense expression on her face as she stared at Yang’s own ass, the blonde responded by voluntarily grasping each of her cheeks with a hand before spreading , showing her dark-hued pucker to the redhead, and even offering her a cheeky wink with it, as if welcoming her attentions.
A pleasant laugh was startled out of Yang when she felt Pyrrha spit on her anus, though the rising excitement was slightly tempered when she followed up by dribbling a good amount of oil over it. The redhead was mad, but not that mad.
A bit of a shame, as far as the blonde was concerned.
Pyrrha poured the oil down Yang’s crevice, watching the liquid slide down her crack and over her asshole, before sticking a finger of her own inside. Unlike the blonde though, there was no gradual escalation from the redhead. The moment she felt the oil covering the dark hole was copious enough, she didn’t hesitate to shove a full digit inside, getting a pleasantly surprised chuckle from the blonde. She didn’t let up though, and, noticeably annoyed at the response she got, decided to escalate. One finger became two, and what had been simple and straightforward - if overly intense - thrusts and turns became even more intense thrusts, so hard that the back of Pyrrha’s hand hit the edge of Yang’s cheek with a small clap, all the while the two digits scissored within the blonde’s hole.
Frustrated at the lack of success at in some way flustering the blonde, Pyrrha grunted as she pulled her fingers out of the blonde’s hole, revealing a winking, slightly-gaping hole drooling coconut-scented oil. “I’m going first.”
Yang half-smirked at the redhead, her hands leaving her ass and rising to the air in the universal ‘peace’ gesture. “Okay, okay…”
Choosing to push this mild annoyance aside for the moment and focus more on what was truly important at the moment, Pyrrha gave the wide-eyed Jaune’s chest a soft caress before turning it into a light push that had him falling ass-first on one of the beds. Climbing over the blond so that each of her feet were at either side of his body, Pyrrha slowly lowered herself into a spread-legged crouch.
Pushing aside the embarrassment of having her utterly drenched quim fully spread open and exposed to the eyes of the the other girls in the room, Pyrrha displayed one of the skills that allowed her to win as many tournaments as she had by successfully balancing herself on the balls of her feet while her hands spread her cheeks.
Crouching a bit lower so that her back hole lined up with the crown of Jaune’s cock, Pyrrha silenced any possible words the male could’ve possibly had by lowering herself onto his cock in a perfect rendition of the reverse cowgirl. She took a deep breath, expecting some form of discomfort or maybe even pain, but was surprised as she felt little more than some foreign pressure and pleasure, likely a consequence of Yang’s previous treatment of her anus. This ultimately resulted in Jaune’s cock bottoming out within Pyrrha’s bottom, all in one smooth, uninterrupted motion.
Breathing hard and with beads of sweat unrelated to heat covering his forehead, Jaune grabbed the redhead’s hips in order to stop her in place as he asked in concern, “A-Are you okay?”
The redhead exhaled loudly as she familiarized herself with this unfamiliar sense of mildly pleasant pressure, her hips managing a small wiggle as her partner’s hands felt uncertain on how hard they should be holding her. With her hole fully impaled, she no longer felt the need to spread her cheeks to present Jaune with an easier target. Instead, one of her hands went to one of his thighs for added stability, while the other one settled over one of his own hands, her fingers lightly curling around his. “It feels bigger… inside.”
Once used to the new pressure, Pyrrha slowly lifted her ass, causing Jaune to hiss at the pressure the slickened hole exerted onto his shaft as it slid out, before going back down at the same slow speed, once more fully joining together with the man she loved. She cherished the hot, panting groans that Jaune breathed onto the back of her neck, so she sped up with the intent to get him even more excited, to grant him even more pleasure, but that came with the secondary effect of finally getting a full moan out of her as well.
The unfamiliar sensation of pressure that slightly offset the small amount of enjoyment she had been feeling since the moment her beau had fully entered her vanished, and when paired with the added friction of her fast riding, resulted in an extremely pleasant feeling spreading through her whole body, starting from her ass.
Extreme emotional fulfillment mixed with extreme physical pleasure as Pyrrha rode Jaune for all she was worth, the muscles around her core, back, hips, waist, and thighs rippling, contracting and relaxing as her ass all but turned into a blur of motion. Her loud moans weren’t loud enough to suppress the clapping sounds that resounded throughout the room as her cheeks smacked into Jaune’s thighs so hard and fast that extensive bruising would’ve been the least of his problems were he a regular person.
Ruby, Weiss, Blake, and even Nora and Yang stared in shock as the Pyrrha rode Jaune like a woman possessed, the nails of the hand resting on his thigh digging into his flesh hard enough to break skin. The blond was unaware of that, however, his focus more on the gorgeous ass that showed him pleasure to a degree he had never felt before, as well as in wrapping around and squeezing the hand that was previously resting ontop of his, trying to convey to the girl many emotions that he had no idea how to explain, or maybe even what they were.
“ Oh God I’m Cumming! ”
Pyrrha’s cry was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Jaune’s focus - a miraculous thing in the face of his very first sexual experience - was completely undone by the redhead’s declaration and the way her ass squeezed around him even as her body seized and shook, resulting in him gritting his teeth as his large testicles contracted so hard that it was almost painful, before a veritable deluge of semen, bigger than anything he’d ever shot out before, flooded her bowels, getting another moan from the redhead, this one slightly less related to sexual satisfaction, and more to the fulfillment the act gave her.
Huffing, Jaune blinked the stars out of his eyes before meeting his partner’s gaze as he addressed her, not truly knowing left from right as a consequence of the most intense orgasm of his entire life.
“Pyrrha… That was-“
He didn’t have time to express whatever half-formed thought was running through his head before the redhead reached for the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss, months of affection and minutes of franctic, passionate fucking condensed into a 10 second long kiss that left the blond breathless.
Pyrrha gingerly rose off of Jaune’s lap, giving the blond a full view of his member slowly slipping out of her hole only to reveal a wet, running, gaping mess, before turning to fully face him, allowing him to admire her flushed, sweat-covered skin, messy hair, and loving eyes. “Jaune? When this is over, we’re gonna keep doing this , okay?”
Jaune nodded rapidly at the girl’s words “ O -Okay.”
“Alright,love birds.” Yang said impatiently. “This is pretty touching and all, and it’s been a long time coming, but now it’s my turn on the ride.”
Despite having just spent himself into his… Partner? Girlfriend? ... Yang’s words were enough to cause Jaune’s cock to jump back into half-chub territory, getting a pleased smirk from the blonde.
The man’s gaze shot straight to Pyrrha, who simply nodded and smiled, before he gulped and turned his attention back towards Yang’s body, his cock reacting accordingly to the sight and quickly enough reaching full erect status.
Unlike Pyrrha, who climbed over him reverse cowgirl, Yang was fully facing Jauned as she set each of her knees outside his thighs, her hot, drooling quim pressing against the underside of his shaft while her tits hung right in his face. “I know this is about asses but,” she shook her torso, causing her massive mamaries to hypnotically shake and wobble right at eye level for him “You can play with em a little, too.”
She then surprised Jaune by, in one smooth motion, lifting her hips, lining him up with her back hole, before sliding down his pole. She sighed in obvious pleasure as his rod slowly filled her up, while he groaned at the now-familiar yet still somehow different sensation of an ass engulfing his length and reached out for her large breasts before slowly and softly massaging, as he had been earlier.
Yang had moaned in pleasure at the simultaneous sensations of her ass being explored while her breasts were played with, yet her moans gradually gained an irritated tint that her fellow blond was much too distracted to pick up. Noticing this, Yang raised her hips before slamming them down particularly hard, before placing both hands over Jaune’s and squeezing hard .
“Come on, Jaune, you don’t need to treat me like I’m made of glass! Maul my tits, pull my hair, make me really feel it!
The blond didn’t hesitate to meet her expectations by turning his light caresses of her breasts into a strong, crushing maul, making her speed up in her bouncing. She let out a breathless gasp when he pinched one of her nipples and twisted , before his face lowered to the other breast and repeatedly bit into it just hard enough to leave a red mark, as if a tiny bit of strength away from drawing blood.
His hand released her breast before grabbing onto her hair and wrapping it around his hand like a handle. This act made Yang slow down marginally, her eyes flashing red for a second. She liked it rough, but her hair was sacred to her, and any threat to it was just a step too far. Before she could’ve manifested herself, though, she felt him pull on it so hard that her whole torso jerked back, before attacking her neck with his mouth, his lips and teeth leaving a trail of swollen flesh wherever they went.
He tugged on her hair again , the mixture of anger, indignation and pain causing Yang to feel a type of confusing, contradictory pleasure she hadn’t ever felt before. He gave her hair one last tug, causing her back to bend so far back that her breasts were right at face level, before his free hand pulled both beasts close enough that he could fit both nipples into his mouth. He sucked as hard as he could even as his tongue alternated between running all over her areolae and flicking her nipples, before an idea suddenly popped into his head.
One hand pulled on Yang’s hair as hard as he could without unseating her from his cock, and the other one smacked as hard as possible onto one of her asscheeks…
While his teeth clamped around Yang’s nipples and pulled .
The simultaneous stimuli got what could be described as an actual growl out of the girl, whose arms wrapped around Jaune’s head and pulled him tighter into her chest as her hips went into overdrive, her whole weight repeatedly slamming into Jaune’s thighs as her hips moved so fast that it was hard to even see where Jaune ended and where Yang began.
She bit her lip hard as she felt the beggining of what promised to be a massive orgasm on the horizon, only for a surprisingly strong thrust from Jaune followed by an explosion of liquid warmth within her to push her over the edge.
“ !!!!!!!!!! ”
The girl let out a veritable roar as what felt like a million volts ran through her body. Her orgasm steamrolled her with such strength that her back arched to an uncomfortably painful degree, something that just amplified her pleasure, while jet after jet of clear liquid flew from her cunt and completely drenched Jaune’s lower body and the bed they were on. Her eyes were rolling within their orbits, tought it was something hard to notice as a consequence of her eyelids’ twitching. Her nipples, now free of Jaune’s mouth, were revealed to the whole room due to how far back she had bent, allowing the other girls to see the many goosebumps all over them even under the glossy sheen of saliva left by Jaune. And her ass?
Her ass spasmodically clenched around Jaune’s with such power that he felt his own peak prolonged, a couple more ropes of jizm shooting into her rectum than expected.
Spent, Yang tried to get up off of Jaune’s lap and onto her feet, only for her legs to simply fold out from under her, resulting in her falling on the bed stomach-first, right beside Jaune, who had slumped back onto the mattress while panting tiredly, one of his hands swiping across his forehead to clean up the sweat dropplets that were about to roll into his eyes.
“... Wow .” Blake simply said.
“ Yeeeeeeeeeeep .” Nora nodded in agreement.
Ruby and Weiss could only stare at Jaune with wide open mouths, a mix of shock and arousal rampaging through their minds as their eyes beheld the slimy, shiny cock that had just given both Pyrrha and Yang what looked to be absolute monster orgasms , and that even while flaccid hung lower than the middle of his thigh .
The cock that they were equal parts terrified and covetous over.
Her bearings recovered, Yang let out a chuckle - raspy, a consequence of her cock-induced roaring - before speaking up in a husky tone. “Okay…. THAT was something else, Vomit Boy.” She turned over onto her back, wiping the sweat and pushing the hair strands that had been sticking onto her forehead and covering her eyes away, before turning her gaze towards the still-unfucked girls.
“ So… ” The blonde grinned widely, “Who’s next?”