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Spring Break was... pretty much exactly as Weiss Schnee expected Spring Break to look like, honestly. There were literal crowds of people swarming the island beach, stretching on as far as the eye could see in either direction. Students from all nations, all walks of life, some so exotic that it made her white brows furrow in, and all ready to party and let loose like they just didn't care.
Honestly, from the way some of them dressed and acted, they really didn't seem to care. Girls were dressed in the skimpiest bikinis she'd ever seen, covering even less skin than Yang's own provocative outfit, while all the guys went shirtless. In Atlas, people didn't dress skimpy, and she saw bikinis once a year at best - and Spring Break was, in general, a foreign concept to one of Atlesian birth. Everything she saw was a first, and she had no idea how to take any of it.
Alcohol was passed around like candy, even though a quarter of them weren't legal to drink. She saw people kissing and fondling one another out against the boardwalk and along the beach as if they didn't care that eyes were on them, leaving Weiss's pale cheeks blushing with colour. She was pretty sure she saw Dust being illegally traded, and she was even more sure that people were dealing illicit substances on the side, too. Every third person she talked to was tipsy or drunk, and a fifth so high they were swimming in the clouds.
She felt like a stone out of place on the strange Vacuan island, and she acted as little better than a wallflower. It was just her first day on the island off the coast of Vacuo, marketed as the Spring Break destination, and she'd just come down to the beaches after having put her stuff away in her room - and she already wanted to leave. The sounds, the smells, the disgraceful and disrespectful actions - it all made her want to scoff and hide in her room.
"Uhg," she scoffed as an obviously drunk boy crashed by to her left, nearly hitting her in the process. His hand scraped her arm, and she stared at it accusatory before it slipped away as she fell in an undignified heap. "Disgusting."
"C'mon, Weiss, live a little!" Said Yang, cheerfully throwing an arm around her shoulder and hauling her in close. Breasts squished against her forearm, and Weiss stared at the impressively meaty mounds for all of ten seconds before flicking her eyes away. Yang was dressed in almost nothing at all: just a yellow bikini top that was far too small on her massive, double-D chest, leaving bare swathes of sun-kissed titflesh for anyone to ogle, while the lean lane of her defined stomach rippled in the sunlight.
"This isn't living," she told her dryly, cautiously sipping at her fruity tropical drink. The little umbrella hit her nose, and she sniffed before blowing it away and trying again. Though she'd asked for something 'simple', she was pretty sure the drink had alcohol in it - but she didn't drink, so she didn't know. "This is degrading."
"That's how spring break is!" She chuckled, pulling on her shoulder. "It's a once in a lifetime experience on this secluded island where everyone's down for some fun. You can do whatever you want, then head back home without any regrets. It's awes-"
"-It's shameful," she accused, grabbing Yang's thick wrist with her dainty fingers and attempting to push her off. The area around the bar was crowded through and through with people clamouring for drinks and downing alcohol as if it was going out of style, and it made her wrinkle her nose.
"Look," Yang hummed, "I know you're salty about Ruby not coming, but..."
Weiss sighed. Her girlfriend had, unfortunately, decided that Spring Break wasn't 'for her' at the last moment, and basically chickened out of coming. Granted, she shouldn't have come in the first place given her age and what Weiss now knew went on, but she'd been looking forward to seeing her in a bikini.
"Yes, yes," she said, waving it off. "But just because she's not here and Blake isn't here to keep you on a leash doesn't mean we can act like these degenerates."
"Oh, right," Yang said with a frown, "gotta message her and see if she's feeling better..."
Weiss's eyes narrowed. "You haven't?"
"Forgot?"
Weiss sighed. She didn't respond, just shook her head in exasperation. She calmly sipped at her drink and scanned over her surroundings, critically examining all of the foolish teenagers galavanting across the beach. Their acts ranged from shameful to disgraceful, and her lips formed an even line as she stared at it all with disapproval. She saw a girl clutched in the arms of a rather large male, his hands digging into the fat meat of her ass without a hint of reservation and his lips locking with hers; there, beyond, she saw a girl very casually making out with another girl on the beach, twisting her down in the sand while people played volleyball above them.
It was a constant and steady sight, and it annoyed the hell out of her. It was shameful and disgusting, and beyond that, it was also arousing. It miffed Wiess that all those hot girls were running around with their breasts bouncing and that they were being so shamelessly made out with there in public, and it had her getting unreasonably hard under her modest board shorts. Huffing, she twisted her long ponytail of white hair around in her hand, trying to find some silver lining in the supposed vacation that wasn’t her staring at scantily-clad women.
“Eh,” Yang said, “Shit’s hard to remember.”
“Yang, seriously?” She rolled her eyes. “You know that Blake’s going to get annoyed if you don’t check-in regardless of her illness.”
“Mhm.”
Weiss looked at her askance. “...You’re not even paying attention, Yang.”
“Nah, totes am,” Yang hummed, but her face was a little too flushed to be honest.
“Yang, please. I want someone to talk to that isn’t an inebriate- you’re not listening again.”
“Am too!” Yang slurred, launching and patting her back. “Just - “
“You’re ogling these idiots!” Weiss accused, sputtering into the blonde’s pretty face. “Yang!”
“What!?” Yang protested, laughing boisterously. “Weiss, look. They are some hot pieces of ass out there. The guys? Hot. the girls? Sexy as fuck. ”
Weiss gaped at her. “Are you - are you serious right now?”
“Dude, c’mon, this is spring break. People here want to be checked out. Most of them are looking’ for someone to get dirty with for a bit, you know?” Yang flashed her teeth down at her. “It’s like an all-you-can-stare-at buffet.”
“...Disgusting,” she deadpanned up at the blonde.
“ Weeeeeissss, ” the blonde whined, leaning back into the bar’s countertop. “Don’t be a spoilsport! This is when we can have fun, do fun shit, not get blamed for - like, indulging.”
“This isn’t my kind of fun.”
“It’s ‘cause you’re not having any fun, ” Yang chirped, nudging her shoulder. “You’re acting like a bored, uppity princess -”
Weiss’s jaw dropped. “Excuse me?!”
“And you just need to relax, ” she finished, brushing Weiss off with her easy-going attitude. “Chill out, Weiss-cream. Take a load off, and all that.”
Weiss just stared, focusing her piercing ice-blue gaze on the blonde’s lilac eyes.
“Look,” Yang sighed, “First? We need to get you something proper to dri - hey! Bartender!” Yang spun around abruptly, leaving Wiess blinking. “Can I get a - yeah, that one, yeah, awesome, thanks!”
Yang spun back around, grabbed Weiss’s fruity tropical drink from out of her hand, and replaced it with an ice-cold can of beer. Weiss stared at it with unblinking eyes, incredulous and annoyed all in one, but her friend was very clearly not done with her tirade.
“Get a confidence-booster in you, show off some of that Schnee blood,” the blonde said, draining Weiss’s former drink in one smooth tilt of her head and then practically tossing it aside. “ Then - we need to get you to see what a good time this place is.”
“Yang…”
“Nah, look, trust me,” Yang followed, her words coming out in a rush. “Look - pick any girl here, Weiss. Pick any hot piece of tail that catches your eye, and I’ll turn a blind eye so you can fuck the shit outta her. Easy, pea-”
“ Yang, ” she hissed, her voice rising up in a strangled, incredulous tangle, “ what the fuck?! ”
“What?” Yang laughed, showing not an ounce of care that she’d just told Weiss to cheat on her own sister. “Ruby isn’t here, and you’re not going to be getting any for, like, the whole two weeks we’re here? And I know I am, so I’m not going to leave you out to dry.”
“You’re telling me to cheat on you sister, Yang! What the fuck is wrong with -”
“Weiss, Weissy, look,” Yang interrupted, slinging a long, muscled arm around her shoulders and tugging her in so hard that her head bounced against her sideboob, “Ruby and Blake aren’t here. It’s just you, me, and literally a thousand strangers we’ll never see again. It’s going to be a really shit trip if I’m the only one having fun after I dragged you here, and I’m going to feel bad for it.”
“That has nothing to do with any of this!” She protested loudly, trying to push herself away.
“I do care about my sister and your, like, relationship,” the bruiser said patiently, “but, dude, these bitches? Half of them just want to get laid, and the other half are whores. I really don’t care if you nail a few of them before going back to Rubes. Kinda like a bachelor party? Only, you know, over a week, with a bunch of slutty students.”
Weiss baulked at her. She then slapped her arm twice, making Yang wince. “What the f - no, Yang, I’m not going to just cheat on your sister because there are some hot girls or something -”
“But, like, if you weren’t dating her, you would,” she pointed out.
“Y-yeah, if I wasn’t, but I am - “
“Aaaaaand only we know you are,” Yang chuckled. “And I’m going to pretend that you’re not. So, Weisscicle, pick anyone here, and you can have ‘em.”
She’s crazy, Weiss thought, blinking at her. “Yang, you’ve had too much to drink and you’ve become even more of an idiot than usual.”
“Then, if you don’t want to fuck some random slut,” Yang drawled, her lips starting to grin mischievously, “how about you take me upstairs and just fuck the shit out of me, huh?”
Weiss’s jaw dropped and a strangled noise left her throat. “What the fuck, Yang!? How is that any better!?”
“Hey, just suggesting!” Yang laughed, “Giving you options, you know? Maybe you’re not the fuck-a-stranger type, but you’d totally go down on your girlfriend’s sister -”
“Yang, please, for Maiden’s sakes, shut up. ”
“Oh, Weiss,” Yang chuckled, “you really need to get laid, huh?”
“ That has nothing to do with anything! ” She almost screeched in an indignant voice, but it was totally lost on Yang as she scanned over the crowd.
“Look, how about that girl?” Yang asked, pointing a finger at a blonde with a rather weighty ass that strutted by. Weiss stared for along moment before shaking her head, irritation in her voice.
“No,” she said, and to busy herself took a drink of the beer - and then immediately started coughing at the taste. “Holy - this tastes vile! How do you drink this stuff?”
“It’s goo- Oh, what about that one?” The blonde continued without skipping a beat, pointing at a girl with long, white hair a shade brighter than her own. “She’s hot. Kinda step-on-you type, but -”
“Shut up, Yang,” she almost snarled, taking another sip of beer and wincing at the taste of it. “I’m not cheating with some slut -”
“That’s the point, Weiss, they’re sluts - look, look, here,” Yang scoffed, brushing her off her protests and whines without a second thought, and just casually reached out with her hand. “Everyone’s fucking down, Weiss, don’t be such a princess about it -”
Yang rudely grabbed a girl that was passing by without a single hint of shame; simply covering a slim, pale shoulder with a broad hand, and then spinning the girl around to face them. She was a pretty teenager with a round, almost sculpted face, and a slender, svelte body wrapped up in a white cloth bikini. It was like a bow-tie around her modest breasts, hugging them in closely, while a sarong wrapped around her hips and went down to mid-thigh, revealing plenty of creamy skin.
Red eyes blinked up indignantly at the blonde that had grabbed her, and pretty pink lips parted. Eyes flicked over to Weiss, and just as quickly scanned her over. Weiss was too busy staring at her dark head of hair and her ridiculously long twin tails to understand, but after a moment she realized that the girl was very clearly checking the both of them out, seeing if she liked what she was looking at.
“Uh, hello?” The girl almost tsked, a black eyebrow rising. “What -”
“Yo, I’m Yang, princess here is Wiess,” Yang said curtly, flashing what could have been considered a winning smile down at the girl. “She’s really shy, actually, but she’s packing some serious heat under those board shorts, and she really needs a girl to show her a good time. Wanna help her out?”
Weiss baulked. “W-what the fu-”
“Uhg… I mean…” the girl clicked her tongue, raking her eyes up and down Weiss’s body again. She stared at the fairness of her limbs and the lean expanse of her smooth tummy, pausing over the bikini that wrapped around her small chest, and then glanced down at her shorts. “You could have asked me nicer, blondie, but your friend is pretty cute -”
“H-hold on a second,” Weiss started, holding up her hand at the foreign girl. “Firstly, I don’t know your name; secondly, you can’t seriously be listening to this idiot when she just pulled you from the crowd like that and, most importantly, I have a girlfriend back home, Yang - “
“Ooohhhh,” the girl purred, her red eyes lighting up. “You’ve got a girlfriend, huh?”
“Yeah,” Yang answered on behalf of Weiss. “Leaves her pent-up. Needs someone to blow that cock of hers, y’know?”
“Oh, I do, ” the new girl drawled, running her tongue over her lips.
This is insane, Weiss thought. “What the - Yang, stop antagonizing strangers -”
“My name’s Ishtar, cutie,” the girl winked, flashing a cute smile at Weiss. She was just as short as her, and the eye-contact was practically smouldering. “And, hey - I don’t mind taking the place of your girlfriend for a bit. I’m totally better, anyways.”
A strangled gasp left Weiss’s lips.
“Told you,” Yang chuckled, patting her shoulder. “Everyone’s here thirsty as fuck - including me, so, like, you two kids have fun or whatever. I’m gonna go get big, buff, and handsome over there to fuck my brains out in the washroom.”
“Yang, what - “ She blinked as Yang retreated. “Yang! Don’t leave me here with the strangers!”
“Just have fun, Weiss, and tell me all about it later!” Yang called, already a half-dozen people away from her, and Weiss stared with her jaw dropped. Her jaw dropped even more when Ishtar, the random stranger that Yang pulled from the crowd and asked to suck Weiss’s dick, happily dropped to her knees in front of her, humming a sing-song tune to herself.
“I said, I’m Ishtar, not a stranger,” the girl chirped, sounding nearly as bitchy as Weiss’s own sister. “Don’t forget it when I’m blowing your rocks off, Weiss. ”
“That's not-” she sputtered, “you’re not -”
Oh, her mind said as Ishtar’s hands began to pull at the waistband of her board shorts, she is.
It started to occur to her that the girls were, as Yang said, absolute sluts, and that everyone was ready to hook up and get laid. There was really no other explanation for how the random student was setting herself on her knees in front of Weiss without a single care in the world, apparently perfectly spurred on to suck her cock by the simple indication that she had a girlfriend and was all alone during Spring Break in spite of that. Without even pausing to do more than exchange names her fingers dug into her waistband, slipping underneath while tickling her smooth, white skin, and it made Weiss hiss.
“You’re - what’s your na - Ishtar,” Weiss stammered, “Y-you don’t h-have to listen to that brute of a - oh you are - ”
Ishtar just kept going, her red eyes getting wider as she tugged Weiss’s shorts down her hips and felt the waistband snag against the hidden log that was her bitch breaking cock. A pleased hum left her lips as she pulled on her shorts, bringing them down around the big bulge, clearly happy with what she was feeling - and getting even happier as her shorts slipped down over it with a hard, forceful motion, sending the thickness of her shaft bouncing out into the light of day without a hint of shame.
Naturally, she gasped. “I-Ishtar! W-we’re in public -! ”
“Holy smokes you’re big,” Ishtar purred, admiring the long, nine-inch cock that had suddenly flopped in front of her small, round face. “You’re really packing heat, huh?”
Weiss was a slim, slender girl, not shapely in any way, and it was almost as if her cock was trying to make up for that by being the size of a forearm and the width of a human wrist - and where many would be daunted by such a big, fat cock, Ishtar just seemed thoroughly pleased. Weiss wanted to protest having her dick left to flop out in the empty air of a beachside bare with everyone around to stare at her and ogle, and moreover, she was a Schnee and could hardly be doing such things.
However, when Ishtar grabbed hold of her cock with a slim hand, wrapping fingers around the semi-stiff girth, Weiss couldn’t do anything but whimper. It was a good grip; her hand silky and smooth, her fingers hard and firm, the pressure absolutely delightful for a girl that didn’t often get laid. Just the touch of a hand was enough to make her cock pulsate and start to fill out with blood, rapidly engorging to its full, virile length in no time at all. It knew what it wanted more than Weiss did, and as she hissed from the soft touch of her hand, it thickened rapidly.
“Can’t believe this isn’t getting any action,” the black-haired girl said, running her tongue over her lips with clear eagerness. “Lucky for me, though!”
Weiss stuttered out a shaky breath. “You can’t seriously intend to -”
Her voice trailed off into a squeak and a whimper as Ishtar, without waiting whatsoever, pressed her lips down against the vascular underside of her cock - no hesitation, no delay, just acting like a whore in heat. It was almost exactly as Yang said, and Weiss released an incredulous squeak as the strange, foreign student kissed the bottom of her cock with soft lips, doing so far too eagerly for anyone to reasonably be. She’d literally just been tugged out of a crown and fell to her knees for some random futa as if it was totally normal.
Given everything going on around her, Weiss was struggling to figure out if it wasn’t normal. Her mind twisted around the thought that someone could be so slutty that they’d just do something like that, and while she struggled in the sheer disbelief of something so whorish, Ishtar just kept on doing it. She planted another kiss against the underside, then another, moulding her lips to the shape of the hard, dense girth. Her hand pulled up from the base, lifting the immensely heavy cock as best as she could to offer it up to her lips, and made a noise of frustration when she found her small hand not quite up to the task.
“Gosh, this is heavy, ” Ishtar said, pulling away briefly. Her red eyes seemed to shine as she stared down at the cock and, quickly, added her second hand to the mix, wrapping fingers around the broad, white shaft and clenching tightly. Weiss stuttered out a breath at the feeling of intense pressure, and Ishtar hummed at the noise in something like satisfaction.
Ishtar leaned back in, this time with her tongue popping free. She set the wet muscle against the upper third of her dick, and the simple touch left her gasping. The feeling of wetness and softness was enough to make her shaft throb powerfully, and Weiss’s mind went blank at the assault of sensation. Ishtar ran her tongue up without delay, sliding it up with a smooth roll, licking a path up to her bulbous head.
Her hands twisted up along the cock they were bracing, rolling the stiff flesh around in her fingers. They worked their way up to the midsection and then back down again with hard, forceful movements, making her cock throb with eye-watering intensity. At the same time, Ishtar’s tongue pressed down around the upper inches of her shaft, caressing it with the slender muscle. Wetness was lathered under her bulbous crown in thick, soothing quantities, and each time her tongue flicked against the underside of the rubbery tip, it left her sighing.
“So nice and big,” Ishtar drawled, lust dripping from her voice. “Totally fit for a goddess…”
“W-what -” Weiss started, but the word was choked and weak, and it trailed off into a whine as Ishtar pressed her mouth against the crown of her cock without waiting a single moment longer and, exposing her head to the indulgent heat beyond, pressed down. “Oh, wow, that’s - you’re -”
Ishtar’s head delved down onto her thick shaft of cockmeat without hesitation, driving it into the wet heat of her mouth in seconds. Her lips wrapped tightly around the broad, white girth, secured around it, and she delved down with an easy roll of her head. The hard cock ground over the fluttering mass of her tongue, squishing it down under its weight, but it still moved to flutter and undulate against it, tickling it with surprising skill and finesse. Her hands pulled at the hardness from the bottom at the same time, stroking stiff dick between her palms.
Weiss tilted her head back and groaned, while Ishtar buried more and more stiff meat between her lips. She stuffed her cheeks full of the stuff as she went down on her shaft, doing so eagerly and readily, letting it slide against the carpet of her tongue and grind against the roof of her mouth. Her cock was incredibly thick, but the red-eyed girl’s smooth lips wrapped around it nice and tight, holding it securely. Wet, liquidy noises echoed out as she went down, barely audible over the sounds of the club and yet almost too loud in Weiss’s ears.
She felt self-conscious and nervous that she was in so public a forum with a girl on her knees giving her a blowjob in front of her, and she looked left and right. Surprisingly, few people seemed to even care, and they just treated it as being something totally normal for a girl to be acting like a slut and for her to have her cock out. Hell, some of the other girls were looking at her dick with envy, clearly wanting to be in Ishtar’s face, and when she met their eyes with blushing cheeks they’d wink.
Heck, one of the dude-bros she met eyes with saluted her with his beer, and she did the same thing in return, though much more awkwardly. She wasn’t sure of what to do other than try and fit in, and she quickly buried her face in the can in the next moment. She drank it down hard and fast, ignoring the taste and simply burying herself in the alcohol. Ishtar, all the while, sent down on her cock with gusto, taking it in so deep that the head brushed against the entrance of her throat, and then dragged back with a smooth twitch of her neck.
Weiss whimpered under her breath at the amazing feel of a girl’s mouth wrapped around her cock, and tried not to squeak Ishtar swept up her cock, her lips holding tight and rolling against it like soft silk, and then pushed back down with an over-eager twitch of her neck. Her tongue fluttered around the cock that she happily impaled into the warm heat of her mouth, and her hands below twisted and turned against the rest of the hard length, working it in tandem. She stroked it with smooth palms and squeezed with hard fingers, drawing mewls from Weiss's mouth.
She bit her lip and drank the strange-tasting beer just to hide the flush on her cheeks as some random stranger sucked her fat girldick. She wanted to tell her to stop, to start acting like a Schnee and not do something so lewd in public, but it honestly felt far too damned good. Maybe it was because it was some stranger and not Ruby, and she was away from judgmental eyes - or maybe Ishtar was just that good at giving head, she didn't know. All she did know was that it was hot as hell, and her body was loving it.
She drank the beer until it was empty then set the can down on the countertop she proceeded to grab. She clenched down on it as if that would alleviate the pressure building in her loins and the ache in her balls, and it very much did not. She could do nothing but watch as Ishtar bounced herself up and down on her cock, head bobbing along a good five inches of hard girth while her hands pulled and twisted at whatever remained below. She slurped white-fleshed monster-cock without a hint of shame, just pulling at it with the softness of her mouth and bathing it in the slick heat beyond moment by moment, movement by movement.
Weiss hissed out another breath as the girl gurgled on hard cockmeat, blowing her so well that her head felt dizzy. She bit her lip and clenched the countertop as her cock was sucked on by a hot mouth and caressed by hard fingers and smooth palms, unused to the combination of blowjob and handjob. She watched red eyes focus intently on the white slab, staring at just how much she was taking into her wide-stretched lips with each movement, and saw as black twin-tails bounced comically.
Her balls ached with desire and her cock throbbed with bliss as someone sucked and slurped on her cock with lewd intensity, almost worshipping the Schnee fuckstick. She, a stranger, treated it with reverential adoration, and it hit Weiss in all the right ways. Her flushing face turned from shame to simple arousal as the pleasure hit home, and the teeth digging into her lip did so to suppress happy moans that wanted to spill out. Her cock, meanwhile, was repeatedly buried inside the hotness of her mouth, drenched with saliva and bathed in heat, caressed by her tongue in mind-numbing patterns that never seemed to end.
"Fuck," she declared in a soft voice, "that's - that's good."
Ishtar looked up happily, but kept on working at her shaft with finesse - her head bobbing, twin tails bouncing, her hands tugging and twisting, rolling cockmeat around in ways it rarely was. Weiss hissed out breaths as her gaze went unfocused from the sheer pleasure of it, and a faint buzzing began to rise in her veins. She wasn't sure if it was arousal or the alcohol starting to kick in, but all she knew was that it made her body tingle intensely.
The girl bobbed her head on her cock in dizzying patterns, slurping and suckling on hard cockmeat, dragging along with soft rolls of her lips and stroking it with her pumping, twisting hands. Weiss groaned and grunted with ever-increasing intensity, pulling and stroking with hard rolls of her hands, and her hips began to buck forward. She pushed a little more cock into Ishtar's mouth as her arousal soared, and the girl tried to adjust smoothly -but Weiss just kept pushing further, her breath coming out in an aroused growl.
Everything felt too good to Weiss, and she wanted more. She wanted more afar quicker than Ishtar was providing it, and she reached forward with both hands in the next moment, grabbing hold of Ishtar's twin tails of silky black hair and gripped hard. The girl's eyes widened and a gurgle left her lips, but Weiss wasn't paying attention to her. She rolled her hips and stabbed them forward, forcing another handful of inches into her warm mouth and sent her cocktip punching past the entrance of her throat and down into the tight esophagus beyond.
A grateful groan left her lips at the feeling of something tight, and she instantly wanted more of it. She delved in with a harder thrust of her hip and a pull on her twintails, and as Ishtar gurgled in protest she drove inches of hard cockmeat down into the lush embrace of her throat. She jammed it down without pausing, filling it up as much as she could, letting her body speak for her. The pleasure was too much, the heat and tightness too intense, and she just wanted more.
Ishtar gurgled as she dragged her head off with a pull of her hair, treating her twin tails like the reins of a horse, and then rolled her hips back. Inches of slick cock was extracted with a bubbling of saliva, but she was just as quickly shoving herself right back inside. She rammed her cock down into her throat without thinking, just wanting more of the pleasure - and Ishtar could only take it as the hung she-stud took sudden control. Her hands squeezed pitifully around the base of the suddenly thrusting cock, but as Weiss forced more and more dick into her throat, they were quickly forced to make room lest they be smashed into her chin.
"Oh, that's good," Wiess grunted, biting her lip and thrusting hard. She didn't care at all as she began to skullfuck Ishtar, some random, exotic student she'd just met on a Vacuoan beach, and just rammed her cock down into her tight esophagus like it was a sheath for her pleasure. She pulled on her hair, forcing her off her shaft with wet gurgles and sloppy sputters, and then shoved her right back down like the toy she became.
Weiss's nine-inch bitchbreaker hammered into her throat moment by moment, filling it up so much that Ishtar's eyes watered and her throat bulged. Weiss just grunted with exertion as she forced more and more down, fucking her throat with hard, rough strokes, her arousal spurring her on. She grunted as cockmeat drove down through her esophagus, reaming it out more and more with each thrust, stretching the narrow tunnel to the sloppy sounds of groans and moans. Gurgles rose up thickly and tears trailed down Ishtar’s cheeks, and it only got worse as she fucked.
More appreciative glances were sent their way, and a busty girl even approached Weiss as she treated Ishtar’s hair like handlebars and her throat like a sheath. All the newcomer did was shove a piece of paper with her number down the front of Weiss’s bikini, mimic holding up a scroll to her ear and, with a wink, mouthed call me before walking away - and Weiss ignored it all, settling down and thrusting into Ishtar’s throat. She fucked it with hard strokes, slamming into her throat and skullfucking her without relent, bashing her aching balls against her chin.
“So good,” she groaned, head tilting back. Her cock spasmed against fluttering throat walls, and she instinctively shoved Ishtar all the way onto her bitch breaking rod as her orgasm swept up on her. “F-fuck -!”
It was too much to resist, and Wiess didn’t even try. She didn’t even think twice about cumming inside of the stranger's mouth: she just did it, thrusting down into the velvet seal of her mouth, and let her cock unload. Cum went rushing down Ishtar’s spasming throat in thick, velvet waves, and the girl instinctively sputtered around her fat cock. Her hands scrabbled at her slim pelvis, drawing lines in the pale skin, but she received no leeway as Weiss hosed her esophagus with her rich release.
The white-haired girl groaned and moaned as she came, her cock throbbing and her balls pulsating, sending babybatter down the girl’s throat. It filled it up as it was pumped into her stomach, while more began to well around the pulsating length of her shaft. Weiss held on her head as the tremendous orgasm swept through her, loving the feeling of release and the intoxicating buzz that filled her feins, and just indulged in the perverse moment. She came hard and she came for a long time, letting out her pent-up release with relish, treating Ishtar like a toy.
She never released Ishtar. Instead, the girl shoved herself away from Weiss with whatever strength remained in her, un-impaling herself with a wet gurgle and a spray of semen that was impossibly thick. It ran down her chin in long, sticky lines, and it bubbled up from her mouth in slurping white rolls - clearly, it was too much for the girl to handle, and with her eyes wide, she jumped up to her feet and ran off to… somewhere, Weiss didn’t really know. A cooler, maybe, or the washroom, but she was in too much of a daze to understand.
She just panted there, trembling in the after throes of release, listening to the people around her cheer at the show she’d given them and feeling hands clap her on the shoulder. She just frowned, loving the feeling of bliss that filled her up, and felt the imprint of Ishtar’s throat around her shaft. She didn’t know much, but she did know she wanted more. She wanted more of that amazing feeling, even if it was utterly lewd and perverse.
Blind eye, she recalled, licking her lips. Fuck whoever I want, huh? She smirked, and this time trailed a finger along her mouth. Spring Break, right?
She turned and slapped the counter. “Bartender! Get me another of -” She squinted and flicked the metal can “-another one of these things, please!”
Weiss hadn't seen Yang for several hours now, and honestly, she didn't even care. She was on her third can of beer, and she was starting to strut around the beach with something like a swagger, moving around with Schnee-like confidence. She wasn't particularly fond of the people around her nor was she comfortable with what she was doing, but she found it easy to lean against a wall beside some of the chicks, casually sip her drink, flirt with them for a little bit - things about how good they looked, musing how they'd feel against her - got a few scroll numbers, then strutted away again.
It was almost laughably easy, and Weiss Schnee was an awkward stick of a girl at the best of times. The girls on the beach, though, were easy, horny, and just as tipsy as she was, and her loose tongue easily flirted with girls as voluptuous and buxom as Yang. She didn't fool around much more, though, and all she really did was approach women, flirt with them, get their contact info, and then stalk off again. Sometimes, she just sat and chatted; at others, she found herself being pulled into silly things like playing volleyball with some 'bro' types, as Yang called them, or chit-chatting with others like her on the prowl for tail.
Weiss most certainly was on the prowl, though. She felt the numbers weigh down her scroll like a physical weight, making her think of what kind of fun she could have with slutty blonde number one, or what action she could get up to with whorish brunette number four - washrooms and bedrooms and restrooms and all sorts of lewd things sprung up in her mind. She was almost ashamed of it, thoughts of her girlfriend still swimming in the back of her head, but the entire beach was filled with lewdness and depravity.
It wasn't just flirting, not just kissing. Girls got on their knees to blow cocks, they brought out tits to give titjobs, and she saw at least five people so far having actual sex in various places. It wasn't common, sure, but it was right there in public - people just didn't care. Hell, one girl had even offered her a 'full service' for some Lien; but, naturally, Weiss wasn't about to pay for what she could apparently get for free.
"Holy shit," a guy said at one point as Weiss was busy fumbling with a volleyball, her face ruddy from her latest beer. "Check that girl out."
Another futa that was on Weiss's team looked over and immediately swore. "Fuck! What a fucking ass ."
"Best I've ever seen," said another guy, just staring, and Weiss, too horny to even consider not staring at some random chick, followed their line of sight.
A girl was lying out on her front near the shoreline - one of the many, many suntanning students, but Weiss could easily see what got their interest. The girl's ass was massive, jutting out like a fleshy mountain of perfectly white, porcelain-pale skin, all of it rounded and smooth. The black bikini she wore covered none of it, leaving it on full display, presenting it as if it was on a platter for their enjoyment. From the way the flesh dipped down under its weight, it was clearly heavy in a way that few asses were, and Weiss felt her cock twitch in hardness at the sight of it.
"That's an amazing ass," she agreed hoarsely, just staring. The girl herself didn't seem to care that she was presenting the most amazing backside on the entire beach, and was simply lying on her crossed arms with her bikini's string left undone and a bottle of suntanning lotion at her distant side.
"So fucking fat," said one.
" Fuck , what I'd do to that ," said another, his words somewhat slurred.
"Bet she wants someone to lotion her up, huh?" Joked one of the girls, elbowing her newly-made friend. "Someone to run their hands over that ass, you know?"
"Bitch like that's gotta be taken," the guy said, shaking his head.
"Never know if you don't try," offered the futa, shrugging.
"You're right," Weiss spoke up, feeling a spark of confidence flash in her chest. The other strangers looked at her curiously; all, clearly, joking around about the hot piece of ass they saw, but Weiss wasn't joking at all. It was the best ass she'd ever seen, and the girl was both alone and without lotion on her. "I'm going over."
"What?" One of the guys laughed. "Nah, she's gonna just flip you off -"
"We'll see," Weiss countered boldly, smirking in a way that exposed white teeth. "Wish me luck - and don't get jealous when I'm fucking that ass."
They laughed and cheered in equal measure, while Weiss just marched over to the ass like a missile homing in. She waved her way through drunken students and neared the foreigner with a bold step. Her ass was literally perfect from Weiss's point of view: jutting out nearly as far as Yang's breasts, its shape full and fat and perfect, and the flesh creamy. All of her was pale, more so than even Weiss, and her hair, comically, was an even whiter shade than her own. It was cut in a short bob that didn't quite reach her shoulders and looked as soft as velvet, and it made her blood tingle.
"Hey," she said as she approached, and the girl stirred. Her face tilted off to the side, looking over her shoulder, fastening azure on icy-blue. She didn't respond immediately, but simply raked her eyes along Weiss's short, svelte frame, then ran her eyes down to the now much more obvious bulge in her pants.
Her full lips formed a smirk, causing the mole at their corner to twitch. "Hey."
"I'm Weiss," she said, putting a hand on her hip. "Saw you suntanning over here, and noticed you didn't have any lotion on you. Need some help with that?"
The girl let out a throaty, alluring hum. "My name is 2B. Yes, I was hoping someone would come over here and help me out."
Weiss didn't comment on the fact that '2B' was just a number and a letter and very much not an actual name at all. "Really? Lucky me, then."
"Lucky you," 2B purred, then shuffled her hips. "Help me out, if you please."
"I do," Weiss said in turn, not at all caring about how stupidly easily it was all going and just knelt beside 2B. She took the lotion in her hand, squeezed a far amount into her palms, and set herself next to her. Smirking, knowing that her recently-made-stranger-friends were surely beating themselves up over her initiative, set her hands on the white-haired girl's slender shoulders.
"Mmmm..." 2B purred, rolling her shoulders, and Weiss smirked proudly as she put her hands to work. She didn't care that she was rubbing down some random stranger, and was just happy to be doing it. She dressed down with her lotion-covered palms, sliding along shoulder blades and down the smooth curve of a backside, the skin so perfect in its softness and smoothness that Weiss almost thought it was fake - artificial. It felt too perfect, but it only made her cock pulsate harder in her shorts.
"Nice," 2B hummed, leaning back into her arms. She arched her back subtly as Weiss's hands slipped along her spine, covering her with lotion and making sure to spread it around - fingers pushing in, her palms rolling, her hands kneading. She wasn't a trained amessuese, but she'd gotten more than enough to know what girls liked, and 2B was certainly liking it as she had her back stroked and kneading.
"Wow," the girl said not even a moment later. "You're good with your hands, Weiss."
"I know," she said confidently, not even caring how silly it sounded. She reached for more lotion, added it, and then resumed kneading out 2B's body. SHe felt not a single knot of tension, but she still worked her in dizzying patterns that had the girl mewling. In fact, each time her hands oppressed down, 2B moaned in a way that was distinctly sexual, making her cock throb. "Enjoying it?"
"A lot, actually," 2B moaned. "It makes me wonder what else you can do with your hands..."
“I’d be happy to show you,” Weiss said quickly - a little too quickly, maybe, but 2B smirked over her shoulder at her all the same.
“Sure,” she drawled, a pleased groan in her voice. “Move those hands a bit lower, Weiss.” She winked. “Be nice and firm.”
“With pleasure,” she said, lust dripping off her voice. She grabbed even more lotion as she swung her leg over 2B’s legs and quickly mounted her, sitting right down on the backs of thick thighs, the fat mass of her perfect ass jutting out in front of her. It was so fucking perfect that even Weiss could acknowledge that an ass like this just didn’t come around often, and the fact that she could run her hands all over it -
I can run my hands all over it, she realized with glee, smirking like a lioness. She felt as smug as Blake as she quickly pressed her palms down against the fat curves, her movements almost reverential, cupping the rounded flesh with her smooth hands - just caging it, admiring it, noticing that her slim hands couldn’t even cover a third of an asscheek. It was that big, and she loved it. She hissed out a breath as she cupped it gently, and 2B looked over her shoulder at her, watching her movements.
Weiss had promised to be firm, and her reverence lasted for just a few seconds before she quickly set herself to work. She wasn’t going to start handling 2B like fine china; a girl like her clearly wanted to be groped, and that was what she did. She sank her fingers in deep, practically stabbing into the fat meat of her rear, and the girl cooed receptively. Her palms pressed in, rubbing lotion into the flesh, but that was almost an afterthought - she just started kneading, rolling assflesh around with relish, treating it like dough.
2B moaned and mewled, making slutty, whorish sounds as her ass was squeezed. “Mmmm… Weiss…”
“Don’t want this ass to get sunburned,” she said, her voice cheesy and casual, her hands stabbing down with firm fingers. She dug into the soft assflesh and kneaded it, rolling it around in her soft palms, trying not to sight at how perfect her ass felt. It just slipped between her finger like jiggling silk, almost too pliant to be genuine, and she wasn’t sure she’d felt anything better. As she groped her spongey assflesh it bulged out between her fingers in soft, lush rolls, and squeezing down on it was like clenching putty.
“Feels so good, ” 2B moaned, settling into her crossed arms as if she were sleeping. Her hips tilted and her ass pushed up, filling out Weiss’s squeezing, kneading hands, and the white-haired girl eagerly took advantage of it. She pressed down, groping, driving fingers in deep, and watched the flesh ripple like water. She bit her lip and tried not to sigh as she mauled an ass more perfect than Yang’s, fatter than Blake’s, and rounder than Ruby’s combined.
‘I know,” she said, very much not talking about her ministrations and talking purely about how amazing her ass was. She pulled back to grab the lotion, and this time just held the bottle over the ass and drizzled it down. The fluid pooled on top of the white, rounded cheeks, and then began to run down in long lines like the glazing of a doughnut; and Weiss watched, enraptured, as it did so. She held it for long, long time, far more than was necessary or proper, but 2B merely cooed.
Her ass was glazed over with the honey-coloured fluid, and it arced down the sides in sticky lines that just highlighted the intoxicating curvature. She eagerly set her hands back into it, massaging the doughy flesh, making 2B moan happily - almost deliriously - as her ass was kneaded like a toy. She seemed to love it, and arched her back to push her ass out into her hands, giving her more to play with. She happily did just that as she grabbed it by the sides and smooshed asscheeks together into a squishy line of rolling flesh, admiring it with sinful indulgence, then jiggled it with a twitch of her hands.
It rippled like water, and she bit her lip to contain her arousal. She kept on massaging to the sounds of moans and mewls, happily making 2B feel good just to feel up more of her glorious ass. She, naturally, had no idea how to massage an ass, but there was nothing proper in what she was doing - it was just greedy indulgence, and the white-haired girls both drank it all up. All the shorter-haired student wanted was someone to grope her ass as it deserved, and Weiss did just that with lustful intensity, squeezing down on the perfectly squishable, pliable mass over and over, letting flesh roll and bulge and dip in ways that were just too perfect to be normal.
As 2B moaned even more, Weiss felt her heart pound in her chest and her confidence surge. “How does that feel, two - uh, 2B?”
“Your hands feel great ,” 2B groaned, her eyes fully shut and her teeth biting her lip. “ Mmmm… ”
“Your ass feels great, too,” Weiss said, running her tongue over her lips. “I’m kinda thinking that it’s not entirely fair you’re the only one that gets to feel good, though, you know?”
“Let’s say I’m inclined to agree,” 2B hummed casually. “What would you do?”
“For a girl like you, I’ll be honest,” she said with supreme self-assurance, speaking as if she was channeling Yang, “I’d fuck your ass until you cum.”
2B didn’t open her eyes. She just smirked and hummed throatily, her backside arching up. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
2B hummed, and Weiss ran her tongue over her lips. There was a brief pause where all she did was massage her ass, then, suddenly, spring into action - pulling at the string of 2B’s bikini bottoms, peeling the insignificant black cloth off and throwing it over her lower back, and then grabbing at her own pants with vigour. She let her cock flop free in an instant, sending the big, fat length slamming down against the equally plump curve in front of her, and a satisfying thwap filled the air.
“ Oh, ” 2B breathed, a single eye peeling open. “ Wow. You’re big. ”
“Too big?” Weiss teased, grabbing her cock with her hand and slapping it down against her jutting ass in fleshy thumps. The flesh rippled and quivered under the force of the blows, and she watched it greedily.
“Big enough for my ass,” 2B teased, running her tongue over her full lips - then pushed her ass up, slipping the slick flesh across her behemoth-cock, and Weiss groaned at the pleasurable sensation.
Weiss didn’t waste one more second. She slipped back from 2B’s plump thighs and dragged her cock down while very easily rolling her hips, pressing the hard girth between the smooth lines of her ass. She sighed as the cleavage of her cheeks caressed her throbbing mast, tickling it with such velvety softness and lotion-slicked smoothness that it made her want to groan loudly, and tried to angle herself through it as best as she could. If she was only half as horny as she was she would have been happy to blow a load just hotdogging the squishy plumpness, but as it was, she needed to fuck.
Straddling 2B’s legs and angling forward, she pushed her cock down through her mountains of assflesh. It took a long time to push through simply because of how much flesh there was, and finding her holes wasn’t easy when all that soft lushness was in the way. Her free hand grabbed a soft cheek, squished down so deep that she sank to her knuckles, and pried the fleshy mass aside, revealing the hints of a sopping slit and a tight, pink rosebud - Weiss’s target.
She’d never fucked anal before, and while it wasn’t her main target in sex, with 2B’s ass on the line, she felt like it was a crime not to. She guided her cock down with single-minded intent, driving the bulbous tip against the entrance of her ass and drawing a mewl from 2B’s plump mouth. The girl shifted, wiggling her wide hips and grinding her asshole against her cocktip, and Weiss let out a pleased breath as her shaft tingled. She pressed in firmly, abusing the weight of her cock and the grip of her hand to apply enough pressure against it to have it give way.
“Fuck,” she hissed as she pressed into her rearmost entrance. Her eyes twitched as her cockhead pushed into the tight inner hole, and warmth washed along the rubbery mass. Her hand squeezed down on the asscheek she was stretching, showing off just enough of the tight hole that was about to ream.
“ Mmmmm… ” 2B groaned, only wiggling her hips. Weiss pushed in deeper, spearing her cock into her asshole with lustful desire, relishing the feeling of something so tight and warm wrapped around her obscene Schnee fuckstick. She grabbed her ass hard as she guided her cock down, driving it into her rearmost entrance as hard and fast as she could, instinct telling her that the only way to get inside of such a tight hole was to force her way through.
Whether it was or wasn’t the right solution was irrelevant as 2B cooed and moaned in her husky voice, spurring Weiss on to greedier, more lustful acts. She drove slim hips down toward the fat, jutting mass, spearing inches of wrist-thick cockmeat into her tight depths, slamming her asshole full of her shaft. She was painfully hard and aroused and getting herself into such a constrictive tunnel felt delightful, even if the squeezing bordered on painful - but she just didn’t care.
As 2B shivered with desire she slammed her ass with cock, driving herself inside until the throbbing midsection was lodged there. Husking out a breath and listening to 2B’s moans, she drew back, adjusting her stance as she did so, bracing her body on her knees instead of sitting back on her legs. She set her guiding hand on the beach towel beside 2B’s chest as she leaned over her, casting a small shadow across her backside, and adjusted herself for a proper fucking.
The next time she slammed down was with twice the force and twice the viciousness. It was a simple, forward slam of her wrist-thick cock, driving it down into the tight embrace of her asshole. 2B squealed out a moan of approval at her hardness, and Weiss, smirking, laid in firmly, happy to be fucking and happier to be fucking a girl as hot as this. She almost reminded her of a white-haired Ruby, but far more womanly; it was ticking all of her boxes.
“Dust, you’re fucking tight, ” she husked, blowing a lock of hair out of her eyes.
“ Weiss, ” 2B moaned, biting her lip. She purred out her approval as Weiss slammed her cock inside, stretching out her asshole around the hard bulk. She worked it inside inch by inch, forcing it down as best as she could, forcing walls out wide around her haft. She didn’t hesitate and didn’t wait to casually ramp up her pace. She just forced herself into it, picking up into an impossibly brisk pace in no time at all.
She grunted as she sank her cock into her asshole, filling out the narrow tunnel with hard, dense dickmeat. Her small hips forced her forearm length of cock down as best as they could, stretching vice-tight walls in hard rushes of movement. 2B moaned happily at each downward push and backward draw, sending her insides rippling. She worked inch after inch of her pale length through her backside, jamming it in deep and then pulling it with a hard tug, not at all caring about how rough or fast she was being.
It was surreal that she had just approached a girl because she had a fat ass, propositioned her to massage lotion on her, kneaded her ass, and was now fucking said ass - but she didn’t care. It was Spring Break, and that meant, apparently, that everything was totally normal. Things like this were common, and so Weiss fucked 2B’s asshole with hard, rough strokes, forcing more and more inside by the moment, grunting with exertion and listening to happy moans as if this was just how it was supposed to be.
“ Nice, ” 2B groaned. Her words were simple, casual, but they still made Weiss excited to hear. She wanted to please the stranger, and her hips pushed down in hard, brusque strokes, driving the wrist-thick girth into eye-watering depths. Walls caressed her as she moved down, hugging and moulding to her length as she reamed them out, and each movement had her husking in exertion because of it. She was almost too tight for a cock of her size, but that didn’t stop her from thrusting harder, trying to fit in more.
Above all, she wanted to make that ass clap.
“Are you enjoying this?” She asked, hovering over the girl she was slamming her cock into. “Like my big cock, 2B?”
“So good,” the girl moaned, still reclining on her arms. She was totally calm about it all, and that, somehow, made it hotter.
“Good,” she chuckled, and worked her cock in harder. She fucked down with broad strokes, driving herself in as deep as possible with each thrust, marvelling at her first feeling of an asshole. Not as wet or soft as she’d like, but certainly tight enough to hit her in all the right ways - and, clearly, hitting 2B, as well. “Because I’m loving this tight ass.”
2B only moaned at her words, but that was all that mattered. Weiss fucked her with fierce strokes, ramming her shaft in deeper and deeper, working her way through the gasp-inducing tightness with boldness. She felt confidant, and maybe that was the alcohol speaking, but getting a girl like this for casual sex felt amazing. She wanted to fuck her harder, faster, and each movement saw her get there, her hips descending against the impossibly perfect curve of her ass, and she groaned with each thrust.
She applied hard pressure as she forced her cock through her clamping insides, jamming her asshole full of dense girlmeat over and over again. Her hips powered down, at first grazing the creamy, lotioned surface of her ass, and then pressing down again. She started to thump against the lush hemispheres, filling the air with dull whumphs of impact, and those, soon, thickened as she fucked down harder still. As her meat-shaft powered through into the depths of her ass she started to clap against her backside, hips hitting it with mouth-watering force.
“ Fuuuck, ” 2B mewled, her wide, curvaceous hips wiggling, and Weiss powered down with husky breaths. She rammed her cock into her asshole and sent her hips slamming down against her ass, using a combination of strength and gravity to thrust through the tight hole. Her pelvis clapped against the jutting curve with each downward thrust, sending her plush assmeat into trembles. It rocked away from the point of impact as if the white flesh was jelly, softer and squishier than any ass she’d ever seen, and that made her want to pound down harder.
She did just that, even as she clenched her fingers into the soft mass. She grabbed one fleshy cheek and kneaded it like dough, and with her hand so small and the ass so big there was still plenty for her to thrust her hips against. Her fingers sank deep into the plush flesh as she rammed down with her hips, sending it clapping against her pelvis with louder and louder thumps. Flesh smacked and wobbled away from her hips each time she hit it, and she greedily watched it bounce up and down.
“So fucking hot,” she grunted, hovering over the girl she was reaming out. “This ass is so fucking perfect, 2B. It feels - gosh - amazing.”
“Your cock feels amazing,” 2B moaned in return, her teeth biting down hard on her lip. She was still relaxing on her towel, but her hips wiggled from side to side in a way that made her ass’s inner walls bend and bulge around the pumping length of her thick cock. “Oh, fuck, Weiss, fuck me nice and hard -”
“Don’t worry,” she husked, “I’d fuck a girl like you however you want.”
Hips sawed down at a fast pace, jamming it in deeply time and time again. She fucked out her inner walls with hammering strokes as she pounded against her ass, sending the plush meat bouncing and jiggling around her pelvis. She rammed into the squishy mass with greedy relish, loving the way it rippled and trembled like dough. Walls rippled around her cock the harder she fucked her ass, and 2B’s moans grew louder, happier, her pleasure clearly rising. She liked having her ass fucked, and Weiss happily did so.
Her hips worked in pendulous arcs as she plunged down and rolled back, each forward slam sending her clapping against her fat ass. She sent it wobbling out and bouncing before settling in against her hips like a soft cushion, and she moaned as the pillowy mass of assflesh moulded to the shape of her pelvis. She fucked into it with each downward stroke, loving as she hit what felt like the softest of silk pillows - better, even, than those she had at the Schee mansion - before pulling back just to see it clapping.
“Weiss! Fuck!” 2B moaned louder, happier, her eyes rolling under closed lids. “Just like that!”
Weiss chuckled throatily under her breath as she hammered down again and again, pumping her full length into the depths of her hot asshole. Her balls swung and slapped against her sopping wet slit, and Weiss reasoned that, one day, she’d have to fuck the girl’s cunt, too - but right now she was loving her ass, and happily speared through it. Each time she hilted herself she made the plump curve go concave, and as the skin squished down into a crater she held herself there just to feel its softness. She casually rolled her hips, indulging in the tightness, and then did it all over again.
“So - fucking - tight,” she grunted, her white brows furrowed. She pumped her way through the impossibly tight asshole, forcing it in as hard and deeply as possibly, strained by each movement. She sank herself into the tight, warm hole moment by moment, thrust by thrust, using all of her strength to ream out 2B’s ass like it deserved . “Holy shit!”
2B moaned and mewled, and seemed to do so even louder with each thrust. Her pleasure was rising just as much as Weiss’s, and it was intoxicating to hear. Weiss buried her pole in as deep as it could do with hard, deep strokes, sending ringing thumps! and loud thwaps! into the air. T smooshed down into a velvety mass as she forced it down with her strength, using the cheeks like plush pillows. She happily smacked into the heavenly softness time and time again, indulging in the feeling of it as she brutally sawed her fat cock inside.
“Yes!” 2B moaned. “Yes!”
“I’m so - fuck - !” Weiss hissed, squeezing her eyes shut. 2B was moaning and groaning like a whore, her hips wiggling hard, and Weiss didn’t know enough to understand if she’d hit her peak or not - but the sudden ferocity of her rolling hips and squirming insides was almost too much for her, and her cock throbbed with painful intensity. “I - damn! ”
She slammed down hard, unable to hold out any longer, and buried her fat cock into the depths of her steaming asshole. Her ass squished down like a cushion, pillowing out around her in rolls of creamy softness, making her want to moan out in delight. The heavenly softness pressed all up against her as she came hard; her cock spasming with release, thick ropes of baby-batter spasming from the tip and drenching her innards in pristine white. It sloshed along inner walls and coated it in virile warmth, and 2B mewled at the feeling.
She rolled her hips and ground her ass against her, but Weiss held her down, pinning her for the first time as she unloaded into her ass. Her balls pulsated against her dripping cunt as she spat out more and more seed into her rear tunnel, sending seed in deep. She packed it down with each spurt, and her breath hissed out between her lips as more and more kept on coming. She gleefully filled up the foreign student’s ass with her cum, not even thinking about how lewd and unbecoming for a Schnee it was. The pleasure was mind-numbing, and she loved every last moment of it.
“Oh, gosh, ” 2B mewled, her eyelids lifted to reveal azure slivers, her pupils almost shaped like hearts of pure lust. “I think I need to introduce you to my friends, Weiss…”
“ Absolutely,” she purred, her cock still not done throbbing out her load and yet totally ready to fuck again - and again, and again, until she was spent.
She wasn’t sure what time it was, but it felt late. Really late, but she really didn’t know. She’d had a multitude of beers and a few glasses -cups, bottles? - of wine, and she was tipsier than she’d ever been in her life. Hell, she was so much of a lightweight the last time she saw Yang that she’d been laughed at until she told her the hot pieces of ass she’d been nailing. She wasn’t sure where Yang was anymore, though; the press of bodies was too tight, and everyone was starting to look similar to her.
It was a party, or so they said. Certainly, not like any party she’d ever been to before, and there were both too many people and too much stuff going on to be considered one by her books, but the way people were pressing up against one another and grinding away was so hot she didn’t care. The lights were low, the indoor club dark and moody, with bright lights filtering through an artificial haze of smoke and the music a low, thrumming beat of the kind of stuff she’d never listen to on her lonesome but felt right in the there and then.
None of it was what Weiss would normally do. She’d never party like this, never drink, never get into a moshpit where bodies were pressed up so close that skin rubbed and she’d never had a girl grinding on her like the nameless chick that was currently rubbing her ass against her lap, but it was spring break. As Yang said, she had to let loose, have fun, and that was exactly what she was doing. Maybe it was the alcohol speaking, and maybe it was the low inhibitions around the island, but it was all of that which got her two dozen scroll numbers, a bunch of sultry nude photos in her gallery, and her cock pleasured by a half dozen people through the day.
Girls that she got on their knees, a couple of quickies in random spots, a titfuck or two - all sorts of things that Weiss would never indulge in, but the Spring Break version of her was happy to partake in. She knew she wasn’t in her right mind and probably too tipsy to be making decisions, but when the decisions felt so damn good, how could she stop? It wasn’t like she had anything to moderate her behaviour - Yang was encouraging it, and Blake and Ruby were back home.
Their loss, was what her inebriated mind concluded. She smiled down into the girl’s black hair, inhaling her scent, her hands on the hips that pressed back and pushed her perky ass against her hidden cock. It was her first time being exposed to the concepts of grinding and twerking, and she was loving it. It felt great, and she couldn’t think of a more pleasurable style of dancing.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” said a voice, and Weiss turned to stare directly into a frankly incredible rack of tits, the flesh bulging out of a tight-fitting yellow bikini that was simply delectable. Honestly, without even thinking, Weiss swept an arm out and cupped the newcomer, bringing her in closer to her body as she nuzzled toward her; using confidence that she rarely felt, not at all caring for what she was doing and only chasing the pleasure.
She cupped the stranger’s amazing ass with relish, her hand immediately having gravitated toward it - after the affair with 2B, she felt the need to squeeze and grope to her heart’s content. She squeezed down around a pair of short-shorts, feeling bulging flesh dip around her palm, and she groaned out her contentment. The fat mass easily filled her palm, and she pushed in as best as she could despite the awkwardness of the position. The newcomer purred her approval at her actions and Weiss, pressing in, inhaled the scent of her golden hair, looking up at her much taller height to -
Oh, she thought, that’s Yang.
Almost in an instant she pulled away, the realization of what she’d done cutting through the haze that filled her mind. It wasn’t quite guilt, but more of the strange, vague sensation of wrongness. She’d done something she absolutely wanted to do, but with someone she probably shouldn’t have… right? It was difficult to tell, and Yang’s ass had felt amazing…
“Ohhh, spicy, Weiss,” Yang drawled, winking down at her with knowing eyes. “I see you’re starting to let loose for once, huh?” She licked her lips. “Liked what you felt?”
“Yang, hey,” Weiss replied, pointedly not answering the comment. Her mouth felt almost painfully dry from all the alcohol, and it was made worse by the awkwardness. “What’s up?”
“Nooothin’ here,” she drawled, winking, then deadpanned, “literally nothing. No one’s biting tonight, man…”
“Uh… shame?” Weiss offered, frowning. Yang didn’t strike out, like, ever, but what did she know? She was having all the luck, and she was happy for it. At the very least, she wasn't commenting on the absolutely shameless groping...
“But, hell, who’s your friend, Weiss?” Yang winked down at the black-haired girl with the beanie on her head, who blinked up at her in turn. “Looks like you two are fucking with how you’re dancing!”
“This is, uh….” Weiss frowned, wracking her brain, and came up short. “Uh…”
“Dawn,” the girl offered, and Weiss coughed.
“Dawn,” she amended.
Yang grinned and winked up at her. “My, Weiss, you lady-killer. Picking up girls you don’t even know, how naughty… ”
“Actually,” Dawn spoke up, sounding just as drunk and tipsy as Weiss felt, “She w-was, uh, showing me the - the washroom? And then -”
Ah. Weiss remembered, now - Dawn had asked her to help her to the washroom or something to clean up the beer that had spilled down her front, and Weiss, turning up the charm, had grabbed her hips and enticed her into some lewd gyration.
“We started dancing,” Weiss finished.
“Well, don’t let me stop you,” Yang chuckled, jerking a thumb over her shoulder in the next moment. “Washroom’s right there, actually, and it’s really, really private, if you get me. Now…since I don’t have a hung white-haired chick to pull me upstairs, Imma head off, see if I can find a good cock to scratch my itches.”
“Yeah, good luck,” Weiss replied hoarsely, not quite thinking. Yang walked off with her hips swaying and ass bouncing, and Weiss tried not to stare too long. “So - Dawn, was it?”
“Yeah?”
“...Wanna head to th-”
“Yeah,” she answered breathlessly.
From there, everything was a riot of colour to Weiss. She guided the girl to the washroom she didn’t quite know was there, smashed through the door with her lips pressed down against Dawn’s, loving the feeling of kissing some random slut that she found at a party who had literally stumbled into her arms. She didn’t taste like Ruby, and somehow that was good - she didn’t want loving girlfriend, she wanted horny cockslut. She tasted alcohol and relished it, just as much as her hands relished the feeling of hips and waistline.
Stalls were very clearly occupied, judging by the noises that she heard inside of them - but she pushed Dawn backward, locking lips firmly, making out with the stranger. Tongues tangled and twisted as she sucked on her mouth, her hands moving back to cup the plump curve of her ass and squeezed. It wasn’t anything close to 2B’s fantastic backside, but it felt nice to grope between her lustful fingers. The girl’s short skirt didn’t do much to hide it, and she had all the access she could want.
They slammed into an empty stall without a moment’s delay, their hands pulling at one another’s clothing. Weiss was barely dressed, still wrapped up in her bikini, and all Dawn had to do was pull at her shorts and start tugging at her cock, attempting to draw it up and out. Weiss pulled at her clothes, pulling a sleeveless vest off of Dawn’s modestly curved frame, then hiking up her skirt. She was tugging at her undergarments even as the flushing girl pushed her down onto the toilet seat, and hips quickly swung from side to side as she mounted her.
It all moved so fast, but didn’t seem fast enough. Dawn was dropping down into her lap, impaling herself on her cock, and she just wanted more. She grabbed at her ass, tugging on her slender body, jamming cock deep into a lush cunt - a tightness that she hadn’t felt in some time, a sopping warmth that body instinctively craved. She moaned as she buried her sensitive, throbbing girl shaft into a tight, young pussy, adoring the feeling of warmth and wetness that ran around her, and even though she was in some dingy bar washroom having sex with a tipsy student, she just didn’t care.
"Oh, wow, Weiss," Dawn moaned, "Your cock feels so good!"
Weiss smirked with confidence that could have been genuine or just alcohol. "I know, cutie."
She gripped her bubble-butt with firm hands as the girl bucked on her lap, pushing herself down in a tipsy stupor, jamming inches of hard cockmeat into her plush depths. She squeaked and moaned cutely as she delved down on the thick rod, and moaned throatily as she rose back up. Her hands gripped Weiss's slender shoulders and used them to steady herself as she pushed herself up and down with her legs, her feet flat on the floor in order to propel herself up as best as she possibly could.
All that, just to ride the massive pilar of girlcock that Weiss had swinging between her legs. Dawn went at it clumsily, and it took her a few moments to realize that her hair wasn't black, but rather some shade of blue; dark enough that her eyes couldn't tell when they were clouded over with alcohol. She didn't really care, though, and just tugged on Dwan's ass, urging her down, groaning out her satisfaction as her cock was buried in hot pussy. Walls ran over her cock in silken waves, rubbing across the hardness, stroking her like firm fingers before pulling away again with a wet slurp.
"Ride my cock, Dawn," she urged in a hoarse, panting voice. "Move those hips, sweetie."
The pet words didn't come to her lips easily, but she spoke them all the same. Her hands clenched into her ass, squeezing and pushing, and the girl squeaked as her backside was fondled. Her hips jumped up and down, her legs pushing her body along, and each movement had her hiss and mewl. The cock was clearly too big and too thick for her to take it so easily, but in her drunken state, she wanted to - Weiss could see it in the lines of her face and the look in her pretty eyes.
"So big," she whined, biting her lip and throwing herself down. Her hands squeezed on Weiss's shoulders as she fucked herself down with increasing depth and ferocity, almost throwing herself onto the impaling slab of cockmeat. She squeaked out weak breaths as the shaft rammed through pink walls and the head ground against sensitive spots, and fingers curled into her bare skin, nails pinching and leaving marks. "Oh my gosh, you - wow -"
"You're taking it so well," Weiss husked, moving up to cup her bouncing waistline. It was so narrow she could wrap her own small hands almost all the way around it, and a thrill ran up and down her spine. "Come on, Dawn, move those hips for me."
Dawn threw herself down with squeaks and moans, her teeth biting into her lip and her head rolling back in a sweep of luscious blue. Her beanie fell off while eyes rolled up her, showing the pleasure the girl was under. Her hips twerked idly and her ass twitched along her shaft, grinding the hard bulk within the softness of her inner walls. Juices slurped out around the hard shaft and squelched within her velvet depths like a stirring stick in butter, and the obscene noises only made Weiss more excited.
"Damn," she swore, licking her lips. "You're tight, Dawn. Fuck...."
Dawn sighed and moaned as she threw herself down, taking more and more hard cock into her tight teenage pussy moment by moment. Her small hips descended as her cunt gobbled up inches of white cockmeat at a time, and her insides twisted and contracted painfully hard around it. Her dick throbbed with pleasure as it was caressed and wrapped up, enfolded by hot, lush walls and tickled by squirming muscles, and Weiss replied by digging fingers into her waist and beckoning her for more.
"Just like that, Dawn," she groaned, her own head tilting back. Her veins were buzzing with lust, arousal, need, and alcoholic numbness, making her feel weak in the knees. She felt like her stamina was both hotter and lower than ever - burning hot and fast, brief but intense. She put it down to the alcohol itself, but when Dawn felt so damned good, she didn't care how fast it took to reach gratification - she just wanted to feel good. "Fuck, you feel amazing -"
"Oh my God, yes," Dawn moaned, still staring up at the ceiling. She almost panted as she threw herself up and down, riding her cock hard and fast. Her ass hit her lap in muffled thumps and claps, her ass bouncing as it was impaled to the brim. Nine inches of bitchbreaking cockmeat was jammed tight into her tight pussy, and as her bulbous tip hit her womb she let out breathy whines.
She threw herself down at a senseless, paceless beat, not trying for any sort of rhythm or finesse - she was too tipsy to manage it. She was just indulging in the pleasure that rocked through her, chasing it with each greedy drop of her hips, fucking for the simple pleasure of it. Both of them were, and there was nothing higher or finer in any of it. They wanted to get laid, and groaned their approval for one another with each thrust and dive and roll. Hips rose and fell, ass clapping and jumping, her insides twisting and coiling.
"Fuck, yes," Weiss hissed, biting her lip. "Dust, that's - damn - "
Dawn threw herself down over and over again, her fingers clawing at Weiss's shoulders. Her thighs collided with Weiss's in fleshy smacks and her ass thumped down as she impaled herself to the base, sending the shaft throbbing. Tight inner walls caressed her shaft and almost seemed to take the imprint of her cock, such was their squishy tightness. Each time she pushed up walls dragged along with her, pussy lips clinging down nice and tight, creating obscene, wet pops with each movement.
Juices dribbled down and churned inside the velvet heat of her snatch, and it only got messier as time went on. Weiss couldn't say how long any of it was, but it felt so good that time fell away. She just indulged in the feeling of the girl under her hands and dancing on her cock, loving the sensations of pussyflesh rubbing along her hardness without pause. The senseless, messy pace only made it hotter, the raw hunger of it exactly what she wanted at the moment.
As the cute girl continued to throw herself down, her pussy began to tighten - almost fiercely roiling along her shaft, squeezing and rippling in dizzying, intense patterns. It worked at her cock, milking the stiff flesh, roiling it around as it was embedded securely inside of her with wet squelches and muffled thumps. Dawn's moans began to rise up, and where Weiss would have felt shame yesterday, now she just loved the sounds. They weren't the only ones in the washroom moaning, after all, and neither was Dawn the only one eagerly riding cock. The sounds of fleshy claps could be heard all around them, and what they did was just normal.
At least, that was what Weiss told herself, but really, she didn't care. She was loving it, and adored it even more as Dawn's pussy tightened in orgasmic release, her entire body trembling on top of Weiss's stiff pole. Her cock was shoved as deep into her cunt as it could be before Dawn slowed, her pussy quivering and her voice rising in ecstasy, her tunnel suddenly gushing with thick, sticky girl juice. It flooded her snatch in waves that bombarded her dick, and even if that wasn't intense enough, her muscles began to pull and milk at her cock with renewed and almost desperate intensity.
Weiss couldn't hold on. She didn’t even try, really. She’d been fucking girls through the day, and this was her first time blowing a load into an unprotected cunt. A part of her knew that was a bad idea, but the rest of her just didn’t care. She didn’t think she’d see her again, and she doubted, still, that she would impregnate her, even with the incredible risk of a thick creampie - but, really, she just wanted to feel good, and it felt amazing to start unloading herself into her spasming snatch, cumming right into the orgasmic pussy.
Dawn moaned loudly and lewdly as cum spattered across her insides in thick ropes, drenching fluttering pink walls in virile white. The heavy, dense fluid stuck to her walls and filled them up, causing them to shiver even more - and, still, tight muscles milked her cock, gripping it tightly and drawing out more, and Weiss had plenty more to give. Warm strings coated her cervix and stained her womb, and more was sent pumping out with each passing moment from her swollen ballsack. Pump after pump, tremble after tremble, she filled her pussy to the brim with potent Schnee seed, utterly uncaring of if she pumped a baby into the girl or not.
“Fuck,” Weiss sighed, letting her head fall back. “This feels - that was great, Dawn -”
Dawn gripped her shoulders tightly, and her eyes shone as she stared down at her. “I’ve never felt so good,” she admitted, licking her lips. “...Wanna do it again?”
Weiss was already thrusting up into her cunt without answering, intent on extracting every last bit of pleasure she could before tapping out. Besides, there were plenty of other stalls for people to use; no one would care if she spent another twenty minutes fucking Dawn’s brains out, surely?
By the time night properly came around, Weiss was both tired and thoroughly drunk. Enough so that she had to talk slowly to get her words out as she intended them and for her tread to be clumsier than her graceful body was used to, and she took that as a good sign to head back to her room. She didn’t see Yang, but the blonde was the furthest thing from her mind as she stumbled up the steps to her hotel room, her head dizzy and hazy.
She fully intended to head straight to her room, but as she walked along her floor to her room number a familiar face had her stop. Well, not really familiar, but if she squinted, the short, slender figure with large twin tails of hair looked remarkably like the girl that had sucked her off that morning. Granted, she was pretty sure she hadn’t been blonde? But she couldn’t honestly remember. She did remember how great her mouth had felt, though, and so she put a smirk on her lips as she approached her.
“H-hey!” She said, trying to keep her voice level. “You’re - ah - what was your name, again? Ish? Ish - uh - Ish-something? Uh - it’s me, Weiss.”
“I - what?” The red-eyed girl blinked up at her. “Who are - are you talking about Ishta-”
“Ishtar!” Weiss snapped her fingers and accidentally stumbled into the wall by her side. “Ishtar, that’s right. How are you?”
“I’m good? Excuse me?” The girl blinked her pretty red eyes up at her. “I’m, uh, excuse me, but I think -”
“I just wanted to say thank you for this morning,” Weiss told her, putting a hand on her shoulder. Ishtar squeaked and trembled, looking far too nervous for someone that had sucked her off so confidently in public, but Weiss couldn’t focus on little details. “Sorry about getting rough and all that, but you’re really good, and -”
“W-wait,” the girl stammered, eyes looking left and right and her hands cradling one another, “I think you’re getting a little m-mixed up? I-I don’t know you -”
“ Course you do,” Weiss gushed, trying not to slur and nodding very, very seriously. “You gave me a blowjob this morning and then I fucked your throat!”
“What!?” The girl squeaked, eyes wide.
“And it was very good,” she said seriously, still nodding.
“ W-wha - ”
“But, like, Ishtar,” Weiss said, “I’m really sorry for getting so rough? I should -” She paused, squinting. “I should really make it up to you, you know?”
“N-no? No, I don’t?” Blonde Ishtar shook her head. “I-I’m not Ish -”
"Wait!" Ishtar protested. "I'm not -"
"No, like, seriously," Weiss said, tugging on Ishtar's shoulder, "Let me make it up to you! I certainly owe you -" she coughed "-you for this morning."
She glanced over to the side, then back at the newly-minted blonde. "My room's right there, I'll make you feel great and then you can, like, go? Yeah."
"You're drunk," Ishtar accused, but Weiss was already tugging her along.
"Not really," she said, trying not to slur, then sniffed. "Maybe a bit. I am very much still c-cognizant enough to return the favour."
"I didn't give you any favour, though!" Ishtar protested as Weiss opened her door. She wasn't fighting against her grip, though, not even trying to pull herself from her hand, so Weiss was sure that Ishtar was playing hard to get. "That wasn't me! I'm not - I'm not Ishtar!"
"Yes you are," Weiss laughed, pushing Ishtar into her room without closing the door. "You look exactly like her!"
"That's because I'm -"
Ishtar's words were cut off with a squeak as Weiss abruptly pushed the girl down onto her bed. The twin-tailed blonde immediately started to clamber up the covers, surprise in her eyes, but Weiss followed her up with somewhat drunk but still very assured movements. She grabbed smooth, feminine legs, sighed at their feeling, and pulled the slender Ishtar toward her.
"Look, I do this for my girlfriend all the - well, not all the time, like, some of the time, but I know it's good," Weiss said, and was almost proud of herself for not stammering. "Trust me, Ishtar, I'm going to make you feel great."
"I don't know you!" Ishtar squeaked as her sarong was pulled up, revealing her bikini bottoms. None of it looked like how she remembered from that morning, but she figured she'd just changed her outfit.
"I don't know you, either," Weiss laughed under her breath, shaking her white head of hair. "It's spring break."
"W-what?!"
Weiss pulled aside the strap of Ishtar's bikini bottoms, not bothering to fiddle with the strings. Ishtar yelped and squirmed and Weiss, not really interested in wrestling with the girl, just went right for her target: her spongey pussy. She figured that Ishtar would be quiet if she showed her some pleasure, and as her mouth closed the distance and set itself against her core with a wet, almost sloppy kiss, it did just that. Ishtar moaned out in surprise, her hips bucking, and the Schnee heiress grinned.
"W-w- holy " Ishtar mewled, surprised and confused all at the same time, and Weiss just hummed into her pussy. She pressed in, her body getting up onto its knees, and her hands moving to cup slender thighs. She braced herself as she kissed her tight pussy, letting her lips travel across the white folds and down into the pink with over-eager movements.
She kissed with surprising ferocity and hunger, her mouth salivating at the taste. Her lips kissed down nice and firmly, squishing down against cute folds, and drew out little whimpers. She leaned in, letting her mouth rub along it, before beginning to pluck at the flushed pink as if plucking at a violin. She teased it with firm, hungry movements of her mouth, drawing out whimpers from Ishtar's mouth. She did it all without hesitation: the only goal in her mind to give the girl head for the head she'd been given in turn, just as was fair.
Weiss did like to think herself as good at it, too, and she'd done it enough to have practice. At least, bringing Ruby to a screaming orgasm was easy, and Ishtar didn't seem too difficult by comparison. Her inebriated state made it hard to move with finesse, though, and she felt clumsier than normal - and far messier besides, with her mouth running with saliva and each kiss messy and sloppy. It left her folds slick with each downward press, but she didn't care - she wasn't trying to be neat and proper for the stranger.
"Oh my god," the girl whined, her hips bucking up. "W-what the - that feels good -"
I know, Weiss thought, but didn't answer with her mouth up against her pussy. She just chuckled against her core, sending it vibrating, and as the girl mewled her tongue lashed out to swipe across the length of her slit. She dragged it through outer lips and down into the folds behind, caressing soft pink and rising up in clumsy flicks that her drunk mind thought was nimble. She left them running with saliva, coating them over in slick wetness that had Ishtar's fingers curling into the bed.
"Wow," she moaned. "Oh, wow, wow, this is - this is insane -"
Weiss lapped at her pussy as if she were drinking it up, running it through and along the flushed pink and delving against the entrance to her sweet tunnel beyond. It swiped up with the broad flat, tracing along, trying to curl into the patterns of letters and numbers. On a whim, her tongue tried to trace out the pattern of her name, but her tongue gave out after the first S and simply attacked the fleshy hood of her clit. Swiping around it, applying pressure, she had Ishtar moaning out loud - so she applied more pressure, pressed in harder, grinding her nose up against her pelvis as she ate out the stranger.
Weiss didn't know if she was so good to make anyone cum or if Ishtar was really needy and deprived, but that was all it took for her to reach climax -her voice rising in stupefied gasps and her hips bucking with eager intensity, all while Weiss licked and suckled and lapped. The warm juices that suddenly hit her face and rolled into her mouth were a surprise, but a good one. She happily and messily slurped up the female honey with her tongue and kept on going at it, eating her out all the harder for it.
"Oh, shit, damn," Ishtar mewled senselessly, "that's so good!"
Weiss kissed her spasming folds and pressing in harder, drawing her mouth across and then slapping her tongue against the sopping lips. She traced out patterns and spelled out her name with a furrowed brow, really concentrating just to see it doe, and Ishtar moaned out happily through it all. When teeth nipped she gasped breathlessly, and when she swiped her tongue in deliciously deep she had her moaning like a whore.
"Yes, fuck, Weiss - that's your name, right? - j-just like that -"
Ishtar even grabbed her head of white hair to pull her in deeper, clearly happy for the pleasure, and where Weiss normally didn't like people to touch her hair, she was okay with it. She was too focused on eating her out to really care, and her movements only became hungrier, hotter, and sloppier as hips bucked and her hand pulled. Her nose bumped into her clit and her chin bashed her slit more than once, and she clumsily adjusted to her rapidly bucking pelvis, but she brought Ishtar more and more pleasure.
"You're so good!" Ishtar squeaked, her legs tensing and her body shivering from lust. Weiss swiped her tongue along to the feeling of her bucking hips and grasping hand, and just kept on going - steadily bringing her to another thunderous climax. Ishtar once more slathered her face in release and sent her entire body into quivering trembles, and Wiess just licked and suckled her way through it all. She almost too eagerly ate her sweet cunt, but she was too delirious to care. "Oh my God!"
She pulled herself away from her core with a messy smack of her lips. She took in Ishtar's flushed face, her ruddy skin, her trembling body, and her very puffy and very eager core, and felt her cock throb.
"Hey," she husked, rising up onto her knees. "Good, right?"
"So good," Ishtar mewled, still trembling in her post-orgasmic glow.
"Good enough for me to fuck you?" She asked, slowly clambering over her. "I won't if you say no, but that got me really, really hard..."
Ishtar blinked, struggling to get a hold of herself through her lust. "I - uh - I mean, I guess? You're, uh, pretty good, Weiss, and you're r-really pretty..."
Her voice trailed off as she blushed, and Weiss, not really thinking about it, just started to tug at her bottoms. "That sounds-"
"Uh, hello?" A new voice cut in, and Weiss, frowning, turned around to the still-open doorway. She was immediately sent blinking as she looked at another Ishtar, her hair black, her eyes red, her hands indignantly on her hips. "What's going on here?"
"Ishtar?" Squeaked Ishtar, and Weiss blinked. "I-It's not what you think -"
"Huh? What I think?" Ishtar hummed mischievously. "It looks like you're getting it on even though you told me you weren't!"
"W-well, I can, uhm, explain -"
"-And you're doing it with my girl," Ishtar teased, flashing her teeth. "My, Eresh, did you get jealous when I told you all about her? Had to hunt you down for herself?"
" W-what? N-no, she thought I was you and she dragged me- '
"Wait," Weiss interrupted, holding up her hands and blinking. "Wait. Er -wait."
She looked between them, then blinked again. "Okay. I'm not that drunk that I'm seeing two of you, am I?" She looked down at her hand and tried to count her fingers. "One, two -no, I'm not, what the heck is going on?"
The Ishtar in the doorway spoke up. "That's my - ah, you know what? Let's just say that's my twin sister, Ereshkigal. Eresh, for short. I'm Ishtar - you know, the one you fucked the throat of this morning?"
Weiss blinked at her, then snapped her fingers. "Of course. I'd intended to eat your pussy as reciprocation."
Ishtar blushed. " Aw , really? I mean, like, I don’t want you do, but, that’s super sweet of you -”
"-Which I just did," Weiss continued, frowning. "...Didn't I?"
"No, that's Eresh," Ishtar said amusedly. "She's the blonde."
Weiss stared. "...Ah, yes, that makes sense." She looked down at Eresh. "Uh... sorry, then, I think?"
"Oh, no, it was, like, super weird, but the orgasms were great -"
"Orgasms?!" Ishtar squeaked. " Wow , Eresh, wow . You’re actually getting my girl to give you orgasms?"
“H-hey! I didn’t ask for them! She just started eating me out!”
Ishtar smirked. “Then I guess you won’t have a problem if I take my girltoy out for the first round, huh?”
Weiss frowned. “Girltoy?”
“That’s not fair!” Eresh whined. “I want her first!”
“I found her first,” Ishtar drawled, walking over to the bed with swinging hips, and Weiss felt her mouth go dry - at least, dryer than the alcohol made it. “And, besides, you just got your first turn.”
“But I -”
“No buts, Eresh,” Ishtar purred, winking at Weiss. “Besides, I want my cutie to pound my ass.” She dragged a finger down her chest. “Doesn’t that sound nice?”
“Sounds great,” Weiss said hoarsely.
“Then why don’t you ,” Ishtar drawled, clambering up and onto the bed and setting herself in an immediate doggy-style pose, “come here and fuck me in the ass?”
Weiss didn’t even hesitate. She noticed Eresh’s clear displeasure and jealously, saw Ishtar’s lustful blush and clear excitement, but she brushed it all aside as she quickly settled herself back onto the bed, moving from one twin to the other, and mounted Ishtar in seconds. She was too damn horny to think and too drunk to concentrate on anything other than physical pleasure, and she happily slammed her fat cock down on the girl’s pert ass.
“That’s it, baby,” Ishtar purred. “Look at you, knowing just what to do.”
It was hard to tell if she was teasing or not, but Weiss didn’t care. She just aligned her cock to Ishtar’s rearmost hole, not even thinking about the words, only focusing on slamming her cock into her ass. She applied pressure, driving down, listening to Ishtar’s suddenly thick mewls and Eresh’s scandalized gasp. The cockhead dragged along the entrance before driving down with hard force, jamming through the tight ring of her rosebud and jamming down into the gratifying tightness of her ass.
“Fuck,” she hissed, while Ishtar moaned.
“ MMmmmmm - yes,” she groaned, twerking her hips. “C’mon, Weiss, I know you know how to move those hips of - Ah! ”
Weiss, in her current state, didn’t need to be told what to do. She just thrust her cock down into the tightness of her ass without a second care, ramming her shaft down through the vice-like tightness, stretching out the vice-like walls with brutal force. Her hips delved down as she grunted with exertion, forcing herself into her asshole. She applied clumsy and eye-watering pressure that made Ishtar whimper just so that she could reach her own pleasure, and she loved it.
“Oh, holy shit, ” Ishtar panted. “That’s - you feel even bigger in there!”
Weiss just grunted as she pushed down with a hard stroke, burying the majority of her girthy girlmeat into her rearmost entrance. She rolled her hips with as much force as she could manage, sending walls rippling out around her, before pulling back. Ishtar squealed at her movements while Eresh looked on in envy, but Weiss ignored it all as she sought to satiate her own lusts. She groaned at the feeling of tight walls rubbing along her cock as she dragged it out, then, just as firmly, sent it sinking down into the hot embrace of her hole, ramming it out around her length.
“Damn, that’s as good as I imagined it!” Ishtar moaned, sounding utterly shameless in her passion. “You really are an amazing girl, Weiss, holy shit - ”
“Wow,” was all Eresh said, her voice quiet.
The blonde watched as Weiss set herself into an immediate series of thrusts, fucking her black-haired sister with grunts and pants. She grabbed her shapely waistline and held tight as she mounted the ass she was so brusquely fucking, acting more animalistic than she’d ever had in her life. It was the alcohol in her system and the desire swimming in her veins, and she happily slammed down without any of her Schnee grace simply to feel good.
“Fuck me, Weiss!” Ishtar moaned out, happily thrusting back to meet her descending hips. “C’mon, cutie, pound me!”
Weiss didn’t need the prompting, and neither did she listen to it. She just hammered down into her ass with hard grunts and groans, fucking into the clenching channel with her broad mast. She stretched it out with each brutal strokes, sending it rippling around her fat length, then drawing out to do it again. Her slab of dickmeat sank in deep, piercing as far as she could manage, her hips descending toward her ass before pulling back again.
She grunted wordlessly as she fucked her asshole, pulling and pushing with as much strength as she could muster. Tight tightness was as gratifying as it was eye-watering, but all she cared about was continuing to feel good, to reach sexual gratification. Ishtar moaned and Eresh watched with wide eyes as her ass was pounded with hard, intense thrusts, her hips clapping down against the plump curve in body-shaking impacts. It wasn’t anywhere as satisfying as 2B, but it was pleasurable all the same.
“That’s so hot,” Eresh whispered, eyes wide. “You’re so hot, Weiss…”
Weiss panted as she slammed her hips down, crashing against her ass in loud thwaps as she plunged her shaft in deep. She reamed out the clenching hole with each downward thrust, forcing it apart and fucking it into submission. Her cock was forced down again and again, grinding its way through the textured tunnel, pulling back with lewd noises and them sawing down all over again. Ishtar moaned and threw herself backward, trying to fuck herself onto the impaling cock, and Weiss firmly grabbed her hips to prevent movement.
“Yes!” Ishtar groaned. “Just like that!”
The white-haired girl blinked sweat from her eyes as she sent her pelvis crashing against the fleshy curve of her ass, sending it clapping up. Breasts bounced underneath Ishtar as she was fucked hard and fast, and her entire body began to rock on hands and knees from the force of Weiss’s blows. They came at a fast, relentless beat, with Weiss never pausing for a single second. It was an intense pace that would have had anyone moaning, and Ishtar was happy to do so as her tight rear entrance was impaled and stretched out moment by moment, thrust by thrust.
“Just like - hah! ” Ishtar tossed her head back. “Fuck - right there, Weiss!”
Weiss, in a fit of action, reached out to grab one of her twin tails of hair. She hauled on it hard, using it as a reign much as she had in the morning, and yanked her head backward. Ishtar shrieked as her neck was stretched, and her moans took on a new, whorish quality as her asshole was reamed out by Weiss’s brutally pounding hips. The slender heiress was fucking harder, faster, her pace increasing as her balls tingled and her shaft throbbed.
Eresh watched it all eagerly, already stroking her pussy with her fingers. She indulged in the lewd sight much as Weiss indulge in the ass she was fucking, and her pace only got more intense as she kept on going. She thrust into her, slamming hard and fast, growling out breaths and furrowing her brow in strain. Breaths came out in hot, husky pants, and her hand tugged harder on a black leash, hauling on Ishtar’s moaning head. Her backside formed a deep curve as her ass was pushed out, and her hands clenched around the bedsheets with desperation.
“Right there,” she grunted, hissing out strained breaths. She was talking entirely to herself, as if it would somehow pace her. “Right - fuck - there - ”
She slammed down hard, sending Ishtar into squeals. Weiss didn’t care to hold on or pace herself any longer, and immediately let go; having found her pleasure, she didn’t need to wait any longer. She came inside of Ishtar’s asshole then and there, her body tensing, her face relaxing, her eyes rolling up with bliss. Her shaft throbbed and sent ropes of sticky semen out from the tip and into her depths, spattering it all with sticky, virile warmth. She flooded the hole with her baby-batter, her balls unable to distinguish between pussy and ass and simply trying to pump out their load as fast as possible.
Ishtar moaned just as loudly and just as lewdly, possibly having reached her own climax, and her voice devolved into senseless swearing and cursing. Her body trembled violently, nearly collapsing, but Weiss held her hair and hips firmly and continued to pump out her load without regard. She filled her spasming body up with thick, creamy seed, then dragged herself back out before she was even done. Spurts of seed splashed across her red ass as Weiss pulled back, swiping a hand through her white hair.
“Intense,” she groaned. “That was intense.”
“That was so hot, ” Eresh gushed, hopping up onto her knees.
“So good,” Ishtar moaned out whorishly, her body hastily twisting. “Gosh, Eresh, you’re gonna love her -”
“Yeah, I think I will,” the other girl replied, licking her lips.
Weiss squinted, still panting. Her face was sweaty with strain, and her cock was tingling with the pleasant sensations. “Uh -”
“Help me get her ready for round two?” Eresh asked her twin.
“Absolutely,” replied Ishtar.
Weiss was still blinking in confusion as the two girls tackled her and forced her down onto her back, leaving her stunned and surprised. She certainly wasn’t complaining, though, not as they both went straight for her cum-stained pillar of cockmeat, which had only softened a fraction after cumming. They knelt beside her, peeling off bikini tops to bare modest, perky breasts, and looked at her with hunger.
She did nothing but moan happily as the two identical girls immediately attacked her cock, their heads lowering until they were flush with her pillar and their four long streams of hair pooled against the bedding in lakes of black and gold. Mouths crashed against the sides of her dick with horny passion, slurping at the cum-coated meat without hesitation. Lips pressed in tight as they locked around her girth, struggling to cover a wide swathe of it on the first attempt alone, and the pleasure of it made Weiss moan.
The two girls were ravenous, just as horny as she was, and the fact that they were twin sisters going down on her cock was as mind-boggling as it was hot beyond belief. The fact that they were utterly obsessed with her cock was even more arousing still, and Weiss Schnee just moaned as they pressed in against her sides with lust, kissing at it with vigour. Messy kisses were planted along each side as both sisters worked at it, lavishing it with their depraved attentions from either end.
Ishtar’s mouth closed around one end with an open-mouthed kiss and pulled, slurping up thick cum. She suckled on a section of pale cockmeat as she pressed down again, drawing another moan from Weiss’s lips. She pulled back only to press down again with her mouth parted, and lips moulded to the shape of her throbbing girth as she sucked on it hard. She slurped on it from her end, her red eyes dilated as she stared at the shaft lovingly; almost as if she were obsessed, in fact.
For all Weiss was concerned, she could be as obsessed as she wanted to be - she didn’t care one bit, save for the amazing feeling of it. She threw her head back and groaned as Ishtar suckled on one end with almost vacuum-like motions while her sister, instead, pressed almost loving kisses along her shaft, sweeping up and down with the softness of her mouth. She rubbed them along the length of her throbbing girth, and it felt like silk sliding along her sensitive shaft. She groaned her approval, which seemed to make both girls preen.
Eresh rose up, kissing her cock as she went, planting prim and proper marks along the sensitive shaft. She sucked up saliva with each hot press, cutting through the white matting with press after press. She worked her way up and down as Ishtar wrapped her mouth around a hard flank and sucked hard, wettening patches of hardness with the hot attentions of her mouth. Her tongue attacked it while it was buried in the opening of her lips before pulling back with a wet slurping noise that made her dizzy to hear, leaving strings of saliva connecting her lips to the fat cock she was servicing.
“So big,” Eresh cooed lovingly.
“So thick,” Ishtar husked adoringly.
They attacked it from either end, kissing, slurping, and licking. Eresh’s tongue rose up and down the hard shaft with flicks and licks, using the slim muscle to caress as much as possible at a time. Ishtar kissed hungrily, showing far more passion than her sister, pulling at stiff cockmeat with velvety, rolling lips. The two licked her cock in tandem, worshipping it with their hot mouths, and Weiss let her eyes close and a content hum rise up from the depths of her throat.
“Good girls…” She hummed, not really speaking to them, but they moaned appreciatively against her cock all the same. They left wet, sloppy marks along her fat dick, leaving saliva rolling down the mast to drizzle over her balls. At the same time they shuffled into her sides, kneeling beside her, getting in closer and closer. As noses brushed against her shaft from how deeply they nuzzled it, their soft breasts hung down and grazed against her thighs in a way that made her want to sigh with pleasure.
Ishtar pressed kiss after kiss into the hardness, rising up her flank with lustful presses of her drooling mouth. Her nose brushed into the vascular underside as she moved, and each time she pulled away she did so with thick strings of drool to bridge the gap. Eresh kissed in a rough synchrony with her sister, but instead of attacking it viciously she rubbed with her lips and licked with her tongue in smooth arcs that left saliva dripping down. She was no less eager, though, and each swipe of her tongue felt like the blonde was trying her hardest to taste her.
“You two are so hot,” she admitted, still speaking out loud. “This is all so hot…”
The twins went down on her; one presenting a head of blonde, the other of black, and both bobbed along her nine-inch bitchbreaker with relish. They were loving it, every touch like the purest of pleasures for them, and Weiss was loving every moment of it. She groaned as they worshipped her fat cock between their mouths, and watched with hazy eyes as the two rose up in tandem, crouching beside her, hands lowering.
“Together?” Eresh asked her sister across the fat, vascular girth, her words purring into the hard surface.
“Yeah,” agreed her twin, her red eyes clouded over.
Weiss didn't know, at first, what they were talking about, but she very soon understood as both of them pushed their breasts up with their hands. Both sisters collected the firm, youthful masses of breastflesh in their palms. Their tits weren’t all that big, not like many of the other girls she knew and saw, but together, they were a fluffy cushion of softness that was quickly pushed against the hardness of her lofty girlcock.
She groaned at the barrage of softness that surrounded her, unable to comprehend the pleasure of two twins putting their tits around her cock, clearly intent on not only a double blowjob but a double titfuck as well. The saliva-coated length was quickly caressed by soft, lush tits, which wrapped around it in a smooth embrace of skin, and at the guidance of their hands, squished in against it. The pleasure was intense, and her cock throbbed happily for it.
Modest chests formed a squishy pool that surrounded her cock in no time at all - each pair individually unable to cover her massive fuckstick, but together wrapped securely. They didn’t mind that their own saliva was lathering their chests, nor that they were touching tits. They happily put themselves to the task of fucking her cock with their chests, and with flicks of their wrists, had their breasts rising up the heavy pillar, stroking it with their luscious softness.
Weiss, again, moaned out her approval as the two treated the hard expanse of cockmeat to their twin breasts, surrounding it in warm skin and caging it in squishy pleasure. The two girls happily brought their chest up her hardness, sliding them along the throbbing flanks, folding them around the midsection in a pliant seal of jiggling skin, and then pulled back down again. Wet squelches echoed out as saliva was churned between their tits, and their cleavages were quickly lathered with the fluid of their mouths.
They fucked the cock through the wet pocket of their combined cleavage, and as the sisters leaned into one another, it was hard to tell where their breasts started and ended. The flesh rolled up with mind-numbing intensity, and as the saliva was mashed and churned between them, it made the cock-shaped hole of flesh sticky-hot, almost humid. Weiss gasped for it, bucking her hips up to feel more of it, and the twins just continued sliding their breasts along, fucking her cock with their sliding chests.
Her cock was too big just for that, though, and even then, they didn’t miss a beat. As they dragged silky tits up her cock with palms tightly clamped around them their mouths resumed their lustful licking and kissing, this time only focusing on the upper inches of the marble obelisk. Ishtar slurped on it wetly while Eresh licked, sending new lines of saliva raining down onto their rising and falling mounds. Their tits were too tight and firm to really bounce or jiggle, but that let them manhandle them against her all the better.
Weiss loved it all, and was practically panting for it. When Ishtar sucked on her throbbing cock-tip with her lips surrounding the head, she moaned loudly; when she pulled away and allowed Eresh to lick the underside of the pulsating crown, she gasped with pleasure. The two of them worshipped the upper reaches of her girth and sent saliva slurping down into their rising tits, which was churned between the softy, fluffy masses. Her dick throbbed harder and faster as it was serviced, her balls already aching, and the feeling seemed to make both girls more excited.
They stroked her cock with both hills of silky skin and lapped at it with the hunger of their tongues, treating it like their favourite toy - or the cock of their lover. It was almost amusing to Weiss that one of the most common fantasies was being provided to her through a case of mistaken identity and when she was in a mind-drunk state, but she indulged in it all the same. She watched as saliva bubbled up between the lines of her breasts and whimpered as their mouths slurped on her dickmeat, all of it proving to be too effective.
They fucked her to the edge of bliss in no time at all, and her pulsating mountain of fuckmeat began to engorge amidst their fluffy cleavage. Both twins felt it, and both of them worshipped her even more, looking as utterly intoxicated as she was. They kissed, licked, and titfucked her until she came, eagerly coaxing it out with each lewd ministration, and only cooed as Weiss grunted, thrust her hips upward, and blasted their faces with the sinfully thick release.
Both Ishtar and Eresh cooed happily as the first rope of sticky semen plastered one white cheek, and then ran across the nose of another. Hot, heavy strings of cum splattered their faces, hitting her forehead and her chin, down across her lips and over cheekbones, decorating faces in gooey fluid. They took it excitedly, tongues reaching up to lick it off their faces - and then turning to one another, kissing it off their faces in lurid acts of incest that made her body tingle.
They kissed one another and licked at their cheeks as cum began to flow through their slick cleavage, running down over the perky slopes in long strings of white. It pooled along the tops in slick glazing and drenched the pocket of their tits in hot fluid that warmer her spasming slab of girldick. She moaned aloud as she came for the second time that night and added to the uncountable tally of the day, her balls able to draw upon an almost endless reservoir of baby-batter to paint their tits and faces with.
Weiss should have been exhausted from it all, and she was tired. She felt it in her bones and in her eyes; her body knew it needed sleep. Her mind, though, and her cock were not in agreement, and the only thing she wanted to do was extract every last bit of pleasure out of the lurid encounter. Without even waiting she flung herself up, forcing tired, weary muscles into motion, surprising both girls and sending them spinning away from her - only for Eresh to be captured by her hands and thrown down to the bed in a huff.
“Oh, Weiss!” The girl giggled, seemingly happy for the wildness of it. She was blushing and happy, but Weiss brushed aside the tell-tale signs of a crush and just grabbed her slender body with her small hands and tugged.
She pulled her back and hauled on her legs all at the same time, forcing them up and over her shoulders. She leaned into her without hesitation and without even speaking, moving like a wild animal in the last few frantic moments of the day. Eresh was hauled against her and her legs were pushed down as she mounted her, forcing her into a lewd mating press in just a handful of seconds. Her cock was painfully hard and begging for action, and despite her aching, tired body, she happily slammed down.
Eresh moaned breathlessly as Weiss simply rammed her well-prepared snatch with nine inches of hard cockmeat in a single rush, filling her up with every last throbbing inch at once. It was too much too quickly for a girl like her, and she squealed loudly as her cervix became a punching back for her throbbing, cum-smeared cocktip. Her pelvis bucked and her toes flexed, but the white-haired girl very easily forced her down against the bed.
“Fuck her, Weiss,” Ishtar coaxed nearby. “Fuck h - fuck my twin nice and good, baby.”
“Yes, please,” Eresh agreed in a moaning voice, “make me fee eeholyfuck- ”
Weiss rammed her cock down with little more than a grunt, fully committed to the senseless breeding frenzy. Her hips drew back, tugging the thick, vascular length out in a fast rush of movement that made her pussy squirm and the girl gasp happily, and before she was even halfway out she was reversing course and slamming it right back into her gushing channel. Liquids squelched around her, bubbling up between her pussy lips, forming a slick ocean for Weiss to bathe her cock in.
She didn’t give herself any time to do that, though, and just pulled herself back and thrust forward in the same breath, her shaft slamming down into her tight folds with little more than a grunt. She forced herself down, stretching out her velvet channel in a rush of motion that made Eresh’s limbs tighten and her voice rise in a squeal. Her voice turned breathless as her cocktip hammered into the entrance of her womb, sending her into a series of potent quivers that delighted Weiss.
“That looks so good,” Ishtar purred, watching them intently. “How is it, Esh?”
“So - hah! - good!” She replied breathlessly, twisting and turning on the sheets.
“So tight,” Weiss groaned, thrusting down without listening to either twin. She was too lost in the senseless fucking ad the pleasure of a female body, and all she wanted to do was make her cock feel better. She wanted to indulge more and more, and sheathed her fat shaft into her sopping tightness with ever-increasing ferocity. “So fucking good .”
She panted as she threw herself down, fucking Eresh with hard strokes. Her hips sawed backward and forward, slamming her hips into the backs of the blondes hoisted thighs. Her legs flopped against her shoulders as they were bent like twigs, with her entire body folded and pinned under the slender white-haired girl. She fucked her in the mating press with deep strikes, forcing legs ever closer to her head. Balls swung pendulously and slapped against the curve of her ass, bouncing and bashing and making eyes water pleasantly.
Eresh wheezed as she slammed her rubbery cocktip into her womb, treating it like a pincushion to hammer against. The breath was driven from her lungs with each impact, and her slender body trembled underneath Weiss’s thrusting, fucking form. Her hips swung with more and more force than a person of her build should have been capable of, leaving both of the twins in awe. Or, at least, the one that wasn’t getting her brains fucked out on a stranger’s mattress.
“Yeah, baby, fuck her good, ” Ishtar purred, biting down on her lip. “Gosh, what a stud you are. Maybe we should keep you all to ourselves, hm?”
“Whatever you - fuck - say,” Weiss growled, her mind too dizzy to concentrate. She was focused on sex and the pursuit of pleasure, and if Ishtar wanted to flirt, she could do that - but she was going to just keep reaming out her sister. She left the blonde flush-faced and breathless, her voice coming out in squeals as her cunt was plundered in hard, brutal strokes, her insides absorbing each thrust and then quivering because of it.
She panted on the bed, her blonde hair a carpeted mess around her face. She twisted and turned as Weiss went balls-deep inside of her on each titanic thrust, impaling her cunt like a sword in need of a sheath. The girl gasped and wheezed, with hands grabbing pitifully at Weiss’s slender shoulders. She tugged her in, pulling on her, clearly wanting more, and Weiss, growling, gave her just that with each downward thrust. Her pelvis clapped against her thighs and sent her ass quivering, making the room go thick with slapping flesh.
The skin went red as she hammered into Eresh’s cunt like a nail, pounding her into the bed like a squeaky toy. She moaned for it all, clearly loving it, and Weiss didn’t hold back in giving it to her. She screwed her into the mattress until the sheets tangled and dampened with the sweat dripping off her body like raindrops, for the strain she was under was almost overwhelming. She’d been working her body hard for the entire day, and she hadn’t exerted herself so much outside of training at Beacon.
It was a glorious pleasure, though, the strain welcome despite its intensity, and each grunt was a mixture of bliss and stress. She hammered down again and again, driving her thick rod into Eresh’s velvet depths, adoring the feeling of her gushing snatch gripping onto her cockmeat. She thrust into the juice-coated tunnel over and over, frantically, desperately rolling into her, doing nothing short of greedily indulging in the pleasure. There was no higher purpose to it than pleasure, and satisfaction was filling every bit of her.
“Weiss!” Eresh gasped breathlessly, “Weiss! Weiss!”
Amazing, she thought, slamming herself down hard. Bodies rocked against one another and legs flopped as she pounded her in the mating press, and, in turn, caused the bed to squeak. Flesh clapped in meaty thwaps as she laid into her with punishing jabs, sending curves wobbling and bouncing. Even her own small chest jumped on her chest as she hammered down again and again, her breath panting out in short, strained gasps.
“Fuck me, Weiss!” Eresh moaned, just as strained, just as weak. “C-cum inside me! B-breed me, Weiss, fuck - !”
Weiss was only following enough her words enough to hear her say cum inside and breed. It was like everything she ever wanted to hear, and she eagerly, almost desperately, slammed into her hot pussy. Her balls tightened, rose, and throbbed as she hammered down, her cock pulsating within her tight sheath, her orgasm rising. She’d cum inside other girls, sure, but this time it was for the simple desire to impregnate - and she didn't even think twice about it. She was barely thinking at all, in fact, and her girlfriend, her girlfriend’s sister, and the Schnee name all just melted away as she pounded down for a few final strokes, simply chasing the pleasure -
“D-dust!” She swore, driving down hard. Her last thrust saw her cock buried into the base, and almost instantly she came again - hot, fast, intense, and with insane force. Her balls tensed hard as she ground and rolled her hips, grinding her fat dick through her churning cunt, and shivered with bliss as ropes of hearty seed splattered Eresh’s womb.
The blonde cried out with delirious satisfaction as her insides were bombarded with warmth, her cervix drenched with rope after rope of hot, sticky seed. It slurped across her entrance and sank into her womb in no time at all, attacking it with the same breeding ferocity that Weiss had used to pound her brains out. It soaked through, filling her baby-making cavern up to the brim, stuffing it until it overflowed, while the rest of her tunnel was swimming with virile release.
Weiss only grunted and groaned with each throb of her cock, spitting out more and more seed by the moment. She rolled her hips and bucked them to coax out more, draining the last droplets of thick baby-batter from her balls and making sure to pump it all out into the fertile girl. She didn’t even think about how risky it was or the baby-making aspect of it, but just threw herself into it for as long as she possibly could, doing nothing more than indulging in pleasure.
Eresh continued to whine in pleasure as she was pumped full of baby-batter, but Weiss started to pant and groan. Her balls felt empty, her cock aching - she was running on dry, and now she was thoroughly empty. No more steam in her system, no more energy in her body, all of it spent in one last rush of exertion and rendering her a gasping mess. She couldn’t even push herself off her, but rather slumped down, breathing hard. Eyes lolled and her eyelids drooped, and she felt -
“Whoa, there,” Ishtar purred, “can’t have that. ”
Ishtar touched her, and Weiss, in an instant, felt revitalized. The touch of fingers against the back of her neck sent thrumming energy through her body, and her veins started burning with energy. She gasped, feeling like she’d just been electrocuted, and pushed herself up. Her spent cock which had just started softening thickened in an instant, rising up and filling out, and balls began swirling with seed. Her breast burned and her eyes were wide, like she’d just taken a shot of pure adrenalin.
“W-wha -”
“Goddess of lust and fertility,” Ishtar said proudly, and Weiss just blinked.
“You’re Ishtar,” she said dumbly.
Ishtar scrunched up her nose. “That’s what that means.
“Means what?”
“It - forget it,” she sighed, rolling her eyes. “Look, we are nowhere close to done with you yet, baby, so you’re gonna need that stamina boost.”
“Yeah,” Eresh agreed, still impaled on Weiss’s cock.
Weiss looked between them. She took in flushed, beaming faces, and stared at pupils that almost seemed to form the shape of hearts. It was closer to attraction than it was to simple arousal, and the two were almost definitely crushing on her. She didn’t know if it was because she was that good at sex or if they just wanted someone to fuck their brains out for the duration of the night, but either way, Weiss was more than happy to help out.
Turn a blind eye, and all that, she thought smugly, licking her lips. “Sure thing, babe. Both of you can have as many turns with me as you want.”
They both beamed with pure adoration and loving desire, and Weiss smirked in a way that was wholly un-Weiss-like. It is spring break after all. Might as well indulge...