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#　RUMI

Rumi's fingertips dig into the metal railing behind her, her knuckles turning white. The other tangles in your hair, tugging it to keep her from tipping backward. Glowing patterns that trace over her body's contours and along her skin gradually fade and reappear.

One leg hooks over your shoulders, drawing you in closer as you lap at the swollen flesh, teasing the sensitive bud before dipping through the soaking folds. She tastes like you remember—sweet and rich—and you're greedy, eager to drink her all in as Rumi's moans fill your ears, echoing off the city lights.

“Ngh...baby—” Rumi whimpers, rolling her hips against the tip of your tongue. “W-what if someone sees us?”

Humming, you look up at her, mumbling, “Let them,” breath fanning over the soft flesh as your hands move to rest on her ass, squeezing. Her eyes meet yours, half-lidded, cheeks flushed, lips parted in heavy pants. The sight sends a low thrum of heat between your legs.

Rumi's teeth sink into her bottom lip, struggling to stay relatively quiet. “You...you're ridiculous.” But despite the words, she spreads her legs further, your tongue swiping up in a long, slow drag before moving to her bundle, swirling in a circular pattern. “Mmmh, god—” The sharp gasp tumbles from her mouth, her grip on the railing loosens as her back arches against the cold metal.

The way she's moaning would've had your knees buckling if you weren't already on them. Smirking, you bring a hand up to press your palm into the top of her toned stomach, pinning her back against the railing, fingers pressing into the flesh of her ass. You run the flat of your tongue through her wetness, gently sucking and nipping at her swollen bud. 

Rumi's thigh trembles against the sides of your face, leg slipping from your shoulders and almost losing her balance. Just barely, you manage to catch it, keeping her steady.

“Doing okay there, baby?” 

The teasing lilt to your voice is met with a weak glare from one golden eye.

A retort is on the tip of her tongue, but it comes out as a breathy gasp when you greedily dig into her dripping folds, tracing every inch it can reach and slurping up any fluids that leak out of her pussy. 

The fingers of her other hand continue to grip your hair as you lavish her with attention. Rumi tries to push you away, only to push her hips forward to ride your mouth, dabbing at the little bud, striking your tongue in alternating directions, and shaking your head back and forth.

Rumi's moans become higher pitched. And it's getting harder to ignore. Though you can't find it in you to care. It's not like you could stop even if you wanted to. Not when you're eating her out like you're dying. 

Which you're not, thank goodness. 

But the way her thigh is clenched around your head has you gasping for air. You pull your mouth back to suck in a quick breath.

A shaky whimper escapes her as you leave her pussy all on its own, and Rumi doesn't give you a moment to recover. She yanks you back by the hair, gasping an “D-don't stop— baby, please—” as your tongue dives back inside.

That sounds like a promise you're more than willing to keep.

So, you continue as you were, swirling around before dipping in and out. The ache in your jaw is ignored as you bury your face against her, eating her out as best you can. The only thing you're breathing in is the scent of her slick.

“Baby, baby, please, I'm— I'm gonna— ah—!”

Rumi lets go of her grip on the back of your head to cover her mouth in a vain attempt to muffle the sudden cry that escapes as she comes all over your tongue. Lapping it up, you slowly bring her through her orgasm, not wanting a single drop to go to waste until she starts to squirm from the sensitivity.

Her hand falls away from her mouth. Chest heaving with the effort to catch the breath that she lost.

You kiss her inner thighs before standing up, wiping her juices and saliva off of your chin with the back of your hand.

Before you can ask if she's okay, she suddenly grabs your face in her hands, then smashes her mouth against yours. Her tongue slides in, moaning at the taste of herself on you. Wrapping your arms around her, Rumi slowly pushes you back until your back hits the glass door.

There's a sharp, sudden edge of teeth as she bites your lip, tugging on it before letting it go and moving down to your neck. Hands grabbing wherever they can touch, feeling her claws against your skin.

“Rumi...” 

“Bed,” she practically growls. “Bed. Please.”

#　ZOEY

“Mmmh—” Zoey bites her lip as she lowers her pussy down onto your face, nose rubbing against the tuft of raven hair between her legs as she grinds her heat against your mouth. She's dripping so much that you can feel it trailing down the curve of your chin. “F-feel good, but— hnn— not enough. I need more, honey.”

Her thighs flex and quiver as your tongue flattens, licking at her slick, swollen cunt, tasting the sweetness that always seems to spill out. She tastes amazing as you do your best to try and satisfy her with just your mouth—and god, does she show her appreciation. Moaning and gasping and tugging on your hair.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Zoey moans out. “You do it so well— fuck, such a good, good girl.”

She then grabs your hands from her hips, placing them on her breast. One hand covers yours, encouraging you to squeeze and play with the soft flesh and roll at the perked-up nipple.

“Keep your hands busy, baby,” Zoey pants, rocking her hips onto your face, using it and your tongue to get off.

The words you can get out are muffled by her slit, so you use your hands to communicate. Kneading and fondling the flesh in your palm, then pinching at the hardened bud.

The ravenette's head tilts back, breaths coming in ragged gasps while you continue to eat her out, licking at her dripping folds and flicking your tongue over her clit. Each roll of her hips has you moaning into her, the sound going straight to her core as Zoey begins to move faster against your mouth.

Though the low hum of voices and laughter just outside has you worried.

As if reading your mind, her hand finds the back of your head and forces you closer. “Focus on me.”

And despite the risks, the fear of getting caught, you do just that. Focusing wholly on Zoey. Moving your arms, firmly wrapping them around her thighs, and holding her down. Tongue moving faster, circling and sucking the tiny, throbbing bud into your mouth.

The need to bring Zoey to the edge makes you careless, the only thing on your mind being focused on giving the ravenette the satisfaction and pleasure she deserves. 

Ignoring the sounds of the girls' conversation and laughter drifting from the living room, you give it your all. Licking her over and over at a rapid pace, dragging back and forth along her drooling pussy, matching the rhythm of her hips.

Zoey's grip tightens in your hair, pulling at it as she throws her head back, thighs trembling around your head. One of your hands trails down, thumb playing underneath the hood of her clit as she keeps fucking your face.

“Ah, please, fuck, fu— ah— honey, I'm gonna—” Her breath hitches, hips stuttering. “Fuuucckkk—!” Zoey cries out, grinding frantically against your tongue as she comes so hard she sees stars, squirting small bursts of clear fluid over your mouth.

You lick up every drop that's given to you, cleaning up her essence as she braces herself on the headboard, tongue working to draw out her orgasm until her body sags and she's gasping for air. 

Breathing heavily, Zoey slowly lifts off your face, then looks down on your lips, coated in her slick, glistening on your chin in the lamplight.

Her lips curl into a smile, thumb tracing your lower lip, smearing the mess she had made before collapsing down beside you and pulling you with her. Arms and legs tangled together, you lie on top of her, calming your racing heart.

“Wow...” you murmur. “I can't believe we did that with them just outside the door.”

Zoey combs her fingers through your hair, head tilting sideways as she presses a few kisses along the top of your head. “Well, they're still out there, so I guess we'll have to be quiet then?”

You snort. “You're the loudest one between us, babe, not me.”

You pull back just a bit to look at her, then let out a surprised noise when she suddenly rolls the two of you over, pinning you down.

“Hey!” You huff. “We need to be quiet, remember?”

“So shush.”

“But—” you try to protest but are quickly cut short as Zoey starts to crawl down your body, settling between your spread thighs. “...okay...quiet it is…”

#　MIRA

“It's...it's been ah— while.” 

Mira manages to keep her voice down, breath hitching when you circle your tongue over her clit. Moaning softly and gripping the couch cushions with one hand, she reaches down with the other to run her fingers through your hair and push you into her. 

“Mmmh, so good, my love— ah— eager to please me, aren't you?”

As always.

You nod slightly—as much as you can at this angle—nose buried in the rosy hair decorating her pussy. Keeping her legs spread open with your hands, you continue to feast on her flesh, flicking the tip of your tongue in little figure eights on her entrance to the tune of her soft moans and gasps. Gathering the sweet, musky taste before moving to the swollen bud once again.

Her chest rises and falls as her breathing gets heavier, one leg hooked over your shoulders and one foot resting on the couch. 

Biting her lip, the model bucks her hip against your face. “Fuck...” Mira groans, clenching and fluttering with each pass of your tongue. “You...hah...you're always so good at this, baby,” she says affectionately, stroking your head like she would to a cat. “You love me that much?”

Nodding eagerly, you pull away just enough to respond with a raspy, “I love you a lot,” and immediately dive back in. Lapping at her in long strides from her entrance, her taste coats the inside of your tongue, then back up to her sensitive little nub as your grip on her thighs tightens to hold them in place. 

Mira opens her mouth, but whatever she wants to say is cut off when a surprised gasp escapes her as you switch up and start licking her with little kitten licks. She whines at the sudden change of pace, hips canting forward, eyes fluttering shut as the sound of your tongue slurping fills the room, mixing in with her moans. 

And as cute as those sounds look on that pretty face of hers, she's got to keep a bit quiet since Rumi and Zoey are already sleeping. 

The urge to tease her is too hard to resist—you love having her like this: desperate and needy. Mira loves being dominant, and most of the time, you're all too happy to let her, but there's nothing that turns you on as much as Mira begging for you.

Still, since the others are already asleep, you're being nice, and you don't want to wake them up, so you focus on giving her your best effort instead.

One hand shifts from her thighs to slide up her llama pajama dress, and you press the heel of your palm on her quivering stomach to hold it as you close your lips over the flush nub of her clit, sucking on it hungrily. 

“Mmnph—” A moan gets caught in her throat as you keep fucking her pussy with your tongue. The leg on your shoulder tightens, back arching off the couch. “Oh, fuck—” Mira sucks in a sharp breath, hips rocking in time with your movements, her hand tugging your hair harder.

Her legs twitch and tremble. Then, without a warning, Mira presses her thighs together, squeezing your face in between as she comes with a silent scream, eyes rolling back. 

With the thighs you've grown to love so much trapping your head, you don't move until Mira relaxes and goes boneless on the couch before you pull back, lips glistening, strands of her juices dripping down your chin and staining the couch.

Mira props herself up with one arm behind her, trying to bring herself back to Earth. Finally, she looks down on you, and as soon as she notices your messy chin and mouth, her tongue pokes out to lick along her bottom lip, eyes locked on yours as she does so. Her hand moves to your chin, wiping off some of her slick and pressing the fluid against your lips. 

And in a demanding tone, Mira orders, “Suck. Lick it off. Show me how much you love the taste, hm?”

No command to resist.

Eagerly, you stick out your tongue to lick her fingers clean, the salty taste on your tongue, and you can see the excitement in her gaze as her breathing continues to even. A light squeeze to your chin, she pulls away her hand and motions for you to come up to her.

You push yourself up and onto her lap, straddling her, arms automatically wrapping around her neck.

She runs her hands down your back. “Don't worry about the couch. I'll clean it in the morning. Let's go to bed.” Mira kisses your neck then whispers, “You deserve a reward for being such a good girl for me.”

"U-Um…I could try." You try to laugh, but it comes out nervous and breathy even as your panties are more soaked than they were at the club earlier tonight. You know you have bitten off more than you can chew with these two baddies...and the two baddies in question know that.

The short-haired woman standing beside your girlfriend raises a curious brow above her spectacles that remind you a little of owl eyes, so big and round. "Hm. You seemed so confident at the club. Was it the Don Julio?"

She wears the same smile as your girlfriend, something the pro bunny hero Mirko, your Rumi, is known for. Like Rumi, your guest is all lean muscle with curves in all right places. Her cotton candy white hair and alluring yellow eyes are what drew you in, other than how gorgeous her dark skin looked under the lights of the club.

"Semiu" she said her name was when Rumi asked her. The night was hot and sticky. Just as sticky as Rumi's passion fruit-flavored lipgloss pressed against your lips; juicy and sweet. You had been kissing all night, wrapped up in each other among the throb of music and the push of dancing bodies on the dancefloor, the alcohol and Rumi's perfume fueling you.

She looked so hot tonight. All eyes were on her AND you pushed against each other, hips grinding and hands grabbling at each other's hips and asses. Hers groped your ass under your mini dress while she pushed against you, her sweat sticking with yours, Hennessy and rum on her tongue.

You felt Semiu's eyes on you before you actually saw her. They were like hot lasers on your back, making you feel flush the way the strobe lights did. You turned, finding her sitting at the bar, arms slung over the bar and her thighs spread in her hip-hugging jeans like she owned the place.

And the way she stared at you...she stared like she already owned you and you didn't know it yet. It was so brazen. So bold. So daring, even when you were locked against Rumi with her lips on your neck. Drunk from the seduction and the Don Julio you consumed, you turned to your girlfriend and tugged on her bunny ears.

"Hey," you said over the music, grinning at her. "Remember that thing we talked 'bout before? 'Bout pickin' somebody up?"

Rumi understood immediately and the corner of her glossy lips turned up into a smirk. "Sure thing, babes. Who caught your eye?" You nodded at Semiu who was still staring, sipping on her drink. "Her," you whispered into Rumi's bunny ear.

Rumi hummed in interest, checking out the stranger. "She's been starin' at you all night, y'know. If she wasn't so damn hot, I would've beat her ass."

And so you went over to Semiu and invited her into your little club romp for some drinks and a night of dancing. When you found yourself sandwiched between both women on the floor, you felt that push and pull of two dominants trying to fight over you and mark their territory.

When Rumi pressed her front against your back, her teeth nibbling your neck, Semiu gripped your hips and licked down your throat where a trail of salt from her tequila laid. "Thanks for lettin' me join y'all," she whispered against your trembling neck. "What's next for tonight? You two headin' home?"

Rumi overheard the dark-skinned woman and smirked, answering for you. Only because you were too speechless to do so. "And why you wanna know? You interested in a nightcap?"

Semiu smirked at your girlfriend, taking on the challenge. "And what if I was?" She chuckled, staring into your eyes, the sparks of lust in hers making you weak. "Your girl seems to like that idea, don't you, cutie? Would it really be such a shame to be shared between two bad bitches?"

'No,' you decided and took a shot for the road before hurrying out into an Uber with the two women, kissing and touching in the backseat. Semiu's fingers toying with your thighs while Rumi rubbed your pussy in her lap, making Semiu watch and sloppily kiss you.

You know they both would've probably fucked you in the backseat if you hadn't gotten back to your crib with Rumi so quickly. The idea of the both of them slutting you out was a fantasy you couldn't resist, but know that you're here, you realize that the booze was speaking for you.

Rumi chuckles as she watches you kneel on the bed, staring so obediently up at her. "That always gets her wet. Why do you think I always order it?" She had pumped you up with tequila all night, knowing it made you loose and horny. You feel like you're about to explode the more these two tease you.

Semiu clucks her tongue, acting disappointed. "That’s so messy. All to see your girl be a slut for a whole other woman?" She reaches out and touches your hair, moving a braid back behind your ear. You shiver at her touch.

Rumi doesn't even try to hide her freakiness. "Absolutely. You just need to remember who owns her." Her golden eyes flash at Semiu, but the dark-skinned woman isn't intimidated. You sense that Semiu can hold her own and has had her fair share of threesomes in her days with plenty of pretty women after the club or the bar.

Rumi turns to you, staring down at you with a look dripping with hot lust and posessiveness. "That goes for you too, sweet thing. No cumming for her without MY permission, understood?" She cups your chin in her hand, squeezing in a way that makes you gasp.

It doesn't hurt, but it makes you so wet that you have to control yourself, thinking of nothing but her holding your neck while Semiu eats your pussy, forcing you to take it. "Y-Yes, miss." Your voice is soft and weak when you answer her so obediently. Submissively.

Rumi smiles, proud of you, and plants a soft kiss on your forehead. Semiu watches on, interested, her pierced nipples hard beneath her flimsy top. "Oh, she’s that kinda girlfriend. I do love my girls obedient."

Your girlfriend aburptly frowns, her expression sharp. "Obedient to ME. Mind your place, girl. You’re a guest, sure, but you’ll be goin’ home after tonight." Semiu scoffs and tosses up her hands adorned with rings and gold bangles. "Goddamn, fine! Now are we gonna sit here and argue or have a taste of this cutie?"

They both turn to you now, eyes hot with lust, dripping with a night of alcohol and grinding on the dancefloor now blown off with some steamy sex. With you. These two gorgeous vixens could've had anyone else tonight, but they chose you.

So you are determined to make tonight one that they will never forget.

"Strip," Rumi demands and you do so, immediately slinking out of your skin-tight dress with the sexy cheetah print you like. Rumi helps you slide it past your heels, loving it when she fucks you with your heels on, your pretty painted toes up by her ears with her tongue in your pussy or her strap deep inside you.

Semiu hums in enjoyment as she drinks in your body, from your bra to your lace thong, your brown skin soft with coco butter and your body smelling like fruity body mist. She and Rumi come out their clothes too, leaving them discarded on the floor. You greedily drink in their muscles: abs and biceps; thick yet toned thighs; the curves of their perky tits and firm, juicy asses.

They are perfection. And under their gazes, you feel like perfection to them too.

In a blink, you are lying on your back, eyes gazing up at their supreme asses in their panties. Rumi wears a thong while Semiu has on simple lace panties, her asscheeks jiggling so enticingly out of them. She reaches down to stroke your cheek, playing with your bottom lip. "You’re such a good girl for her, cutie. Maybe you can show me what makes you so special," she whispers.

You shiver with anticipation, knowing what is coming next. You were feening for this part, just as much as the rest of tonight. You nod, smiling, fully prepared to have their sugary tastes on your tongue. You can lick on their muscles later. Right now, you want nothing more than to lick on their pussies.

Rumi hovers over you, pressing a loving hand to your cheek. "And you're gonna be a good girl and make us both feel real good, right?" she coos. You nod, smiling up at her, shivering with arousal. "Y-Yes," you whimper.

The prospect of tasting both women is a blessing that you will not turn a blind eye to. Any man and women would be happy to be in your place right now. Rumi smirks, knowing this, and squeezes your cheeks together with her posessive hand. "Then shut up and stick out that tongue f'me."

You do so, sticking your tongue out as far as it can go, allowing Rumi to suck on it before spitting into your mouth. "You know where to put it," she purrs before she pulls her panties down, revealing her sobbing wet pussy to you squeezed between her tanned brown thighs. Gorgeous. Even Semiu is impressed with the sight.

Before you know it, your girlfriend is sitting on your face with her thighs trapping you between them while Semiu is busy slipping your panties off. While you can't see her through Rumi's incredible ass in your face, you can imagine her knelt between your thighs with her ass sticking up in the air, her glasses foggy as she gazes at your pussy. "Let's see if you can focus with my tongue in you, cutie~"

You shiver as Semiu's breath caresses your thighs and the sensitive folds of your pussy. Even the slight brush of wind will make you cum at this point. "Just don't mess up my nut," Rumi huffs, glaring back at your guest. "Or I'll mess up yours." Semiu scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Where's your sense of fun, bunny? Your girl seems like love the idea of me eatin' her out."

And you do. Especially once Semiu actually gets her tongue in you. You find that she has a tongue piercing when you feel the cold metal press against your clit, making you jump. She chuckles into your dripping hole, her tongue wicked and addictive, caressing every part of you as her hands greedily grip your hips.

Meanwhile, you girlfriend is grinding her pussy into your mouth, making you take every inch of it in your mouth. You just love it when Rumi sits on your face, makes you take all that she gives you. "Mmm, fuck, that's it, baby," Rumi moans. "Just love it when you make me feel so good."

She flips her long, white hair back as her ass grinds into your face, riding it like a surfboard. She looks back at you, cheeks flushed and eyes fiery with lust, her hands massaging her perky tits. "You love eatin' that pussy, don't you, sweet girl?" she coos.

You moan into her pussy, making her whine at the vibrations. Every drip of her nectar on your tongue quenches you, but also makes you crave more. You reach up to grip her firm yet soft ass, the weight of it driving you to insanity. "Uh-huh!" you whimper into your dripping folds. "I wove it, Mommy!"

Semiu giggles from between your thighs as Rumi moans, tossing her head back when your tongue licks her faster. "A Mommy kink too?" she chuckles. "How scandelous....that makes me so fuckin' wet."

Rumi lets out a throaty chuckle, slowing her fast grinding to more slow ones that drag her wetness across your tastebuds. "Well," she sighs, "I guess since we sharin', you can sit on her face...for a bit."

Semiu looks up from your pussy, using one of her fingers to rub your clit while she thinks on this. "How kind of you to share your girl with me," she chuckles. "Let's just hope she don't get addicted."

Unfortunately, you end up becoming hooked like an addict when you get a taste of Semiu's pussy for the first time. She switches with Rumi and sits on your face, her tits and pierced, brown nipples in your face. You yearn to taste him; tweak each perky nipple squeezed between the silver balls with your tongue and teeth.

But you simply watch them bounce as Semiu rides your face, grinding her gorgeous cunt in a nest of trimmed white curls against your greedy tongue. "Fuuuck, girl, that tongue!" she groans. "You ain't too bad at this, cutie, y'know that?"

The praise fills you with utter joy and self-confidence, making your tongue lashes grow more intense and erratic as Semiu rides your tongue like she stole it from Rumi. Speaking of Rumi, the woman is eating your cunt off of the bone, her wickedly long tongue slurping at your dripping juices down to your asscrack.

You whimper and moan into Semiu's pussy as each tingle of pleasure coarses through you like waves. Rumi always knows just how to please you and revert you to nothing but a whimpering slut. "Those are cute sounds you're makin', baby," she giggles. "Keep 'em up. Mommy loves 'em...and all this gush you're givin' me."

She then uses her tongue to dip into your hole, aiming up to lick your internal clit. It's enough to make her eyes roll back and your hips buck up into her tongue. "Hey." Tap-tap. Semiu gently pats your cheek, just enough to smack you back to reality: her on top of you. "Don't stop. Eat that pussy if you want more of me later."

Lucky for you, you do get more of her and Rumi. The two end up switching spots, both of them planting their wet pussies on your waiting tongue, grinding to their hearts content. You are determined to make one or both of them cum, even as your jaw aches and your lips grow sticky with their gush.

Even as they make the bed shake when they bounce their asses on your tongue, practically humping your face. Their throaty, low moans fill the air, no doubt making the neigbors jealous and horny to join. Luckily for you, you manage to make Semiu cum first while Rumi busies herself eating your pussy again, bringing you closer to the edge.

Semiu's moans fill the air, loud and worthy of one of those ebony lesbian porn flicks that you've watched with Rumi before, her abs slick with sweat as she rides you to orgasm. "Fuck, that's it, baby! Make me cum!" she gasps, until finally, she explodes all over your tongue.

You swallow every bit of her, licking her up like a dripping ice cream cone. She is sweet just like one with a bit of salt to her too. It's intoxicating. Finally, she rolls off of you, allowing you to breathe, and plants a sloppy kiss on your lips that makes her head spin. "Good girl," she coos. "Now it's your turn. But I get to make you cum."

You shiver at the prospect of cumming for the gorgeous woman while Rumi simply glares, sitting up between your legs. "Says who?" she grunts, but Semiu is already scooting the bunny hero out of the way and tossing your legs open.

Rumi scoffs, still glaring as Seimu spits on your pussy, coating it in her saliva to make it drip and shine for her. "You could've asked nicely," she growls. "Fine, but only 'cause I don't wanna disappoint my girl. You'd better make her feel extra good then."

Semiu simply smirks at the bunny hero, all fire and self-assurance. "Don't you worry, girl. I've got my ways of makin' this pretty gal scream for me."

Several minutes later, Semiu shows you her trickers with that pierced tongue of hers. You lean back against Rumi's tits as Semiu swirls her tongue in your dripping, swollen folds, sucking on your clit with those soft, glossy lips. You whimper and moan against Rumi's chest, her strong hands holding your arms back while Semiu has your thighs cracked open as wide as they can go, making you spill all over the bedspread.

"Such a naughty girl you got here, Rumi," Semiu giggles against your clit. "Just look at how wet she is!" Rumi tuts as if she's disappointed in her girl being so messy, gushing all over herself in such an obscene way. "And all for another bitch," she tsks. "I'm startin' to feel some typa way, baby."

Her hand moves to your neck to grab your throat while Semiu angles her tongue up inside of you, making you gasp. "O-O-Oh, fuck!" you wail, squeezing your eyes shut in pure pleasure. "F-Fu-uh...you...oh, shhhit, yes!"

Semiu stares at you from behind the foggy lenses of her glasses, watching you writhe against your girlfriend with her hand locked around your throat. "You sound so cute, baby," she hums into your pussy. "Can't wait to hear how you sound when I fuck you."

Yes. The fucking part. The part where they finally take their straps and fill you up...hopefully. You're happy with just getting eaten like a dessert plate, but you're also a greedy ass bitch, so you'd hope to end the night with getting dicked down by the two pretty women, just enough to have to walking side to side the next day with a smile on your face.

Surprisingly, Rumi doesn't bark at Semiu for the comment. You'd figure she'd take it as disrespect, but instead, she says something else that shocks you. "You got some fingers, don'tcha? Go 'head, put 'em in her. She can take it, right, mamas?" She tilts your head up to look at her, seeing her wicked smirk before she plants her lips on you.

She kisses you dumb, shoving her fat, long tongue into your mouth just as Seimu sinks a finger inside of you. You gasp at the feeling, your toes curling as she begins to finger fuck you in between slurping your pussy, moaning with your buzzing clit in her mouth. When she adds another slim digit into your dripping hole, you damn near lose your shit, your soul leaving your body.

You moan and grabble for Rumi's arms, gripping them as Seimu continues to slurp your soul out of you through your pussy, making you pool all over the bedspread and your thighs shake. "A-Ah! Oh, fuck, I'mma cum!" you whine. "Please, please make me cum!"

Rumi tuts adoringly at your sweetness, gently patting your cheek. "So polite. Even slutted out of her mind, she can't help but be so sweet." But she trained you that way. Rumi wouldn't have her girl any other way but sweet and submissive, begging to cum even when you can obviously do it on your own without waiting for permission.

So you ask her, "May I cum, Mommy? Please, please?" You whimper the words out, unable to coherently speak as Semiu's tongue flicks grow more intense, the sounds of it sloshing around in your soaked pussy drifting through the air.

Rumi smiles down at you, adoringly and proudly. "Of course you can, mama," she chuckles, gently stroking your braids. "Go 'head and cum for our guest. Just rmembers whose pussy that is when you do, okay?"

And with that confirmation, you allow yourself to gush all over Semiu's tongue like a tidalwave, your moans loud and bouncing off the bedroom walls as you cum. Semiu takes it all, moaning greedily as she slurps up your mess from the source until your head spins. Rumi holds you close, her muscular arms wrapped tight around you as Semiu finishes up licking you clean until your moans grow weak and soft.

"Hm," Rumi hums, eyeing the way you slump against her, totally spent. "Not bad, but I can show ya better. Switch with me real quick." Semiu shares the same wickedly evil smile as your girlfriend, letting you lay back on the bed. You squeak as Rumi forces to lay back into the pillows, abanaoning her spot behind you. "B-But, Rumi," you stammer, only to get kissed into silence.

Rumi gives you a posessive, slow kiss that makes your brain turn to mush the same way your orgasm from Seimu's tongue did. "Quiet. Mommy wants to taste her girl now. After all, this pussy is mine, right?" She slinks a hand down between your legs to pet your pussy, grinning when you twitch from how sensitive it is. "Y-Yes," you whimper.

But that isn't good enough for your girlfriend.

SMACK! The sound of her hand smacking your pussy echos throughout the bedroom, richoeting off of the walls. "Right?" she repeats, firmer this time. She gives you another sharp smack, her palm sticking to your wet pussy as she does. "Yes, it's yours!" you loudly whine. "It's always yours, Mommy!"

The bunny hero smiles, her joy and pride so addictive. You want to make her proud of you. "Mmm, that's right. Now show our guest how good you cum for Mommy when she tastes you~"

You almost forgot about Seimu, glancing at her watching from the sidelines, rubbing her pussy, the contrast of her white nails on her brown skin making your pussy throb. Rumi switches places with Semiu, now between your thighs, hiking them up so that they are pushed against your stomach.

You have no choice but to lay there as your girlfriend makes your limbs go criss cross like a pretzel and she shoves her tongue inside of you, locking you in a prison of sheer pleasure. "Oh, fuck!" you whine, writhing on the bed like you're in the middle of an exorcism. "O-Oh, shit, Rumi, yes!"

Too late, you realize your mistake. You feel your stomach flutter with nerves as Rumi stares up at you from between the V of your thighs, glaringly. "Who?" Her voice is firm and rasped, making you bite your lip.

Suddenly, she is flipping you over with as much strength as it takes to pick up the remote, making you squeal. "Oh, fuck!" Seimu laughs as you're forced onto all fours, your ass sticking up in the air for your girlfriend.

SMACK, SMACK, SMACK! Each spanking from Rumi feels like fire licking across your asscheeks, the sound of her hand colliding with your Seimu moans at the sight, dripping all over her fingers as she toys with herself watching Rumi spank you and tears spring into your eyes.

"I'm sorry, M-Mommy! It just feels s-so good!" you whine, practically blubbering. "I won't do it again!" Rumi hums in agreement, pausing to soften the blow with wet kisses. "Mm-hm, you'd better not," she grumbles. "Now let's make my baby cum."

And then finally, finally, she's got her mouth on you again, eating you from the back. You moan and whine into the pillows as she pries your asscheeks apart, gripping them as she shoves her tongue inside of your dripping hole, coating her tongue in your honey.

Rumi is relentless with her pussy-eating, not giving you a chance to breathe or to protest. She takes what is hers, her tongue sloshing messily in your pussy, making you trickle down your thighs and drip all over the bed beneath you. Your sweet moans mix with Seimu's as she rubs her pussy to the sight, her eyes fluttering shut in pleasure.

You watch her as you get closer to your orgasm, gripping the pillow so tight that your knuckles turn pale. "Fuck, Rumi! You're gonna make me fuckin' cum, Mommy!" you whine into the pillow, staining it with your sweat and makeup.

"Then what's the magic word, mamas?" she murmurs into your pussy. "Don't be rude now. Show our guest how sweet you can really be."

"Please!" you sob, your eyes stinging with tears. "Please, please, make me cum, Mommy! Please let your baby girl cum!"

That's all Rumi needs to hear. And with a few more strokes of her tongue, you let out a broken moan as you cum for the second time that night, filling your girlfriend's mouth with your cream. Seimu cums too, letting out a throaty moan and a gasp as she makes her fingers sticky with her cum watching you explode, Rumi's mouth stuck to your pussy as she tongues you down.

Your girlfriend eats you out until your head is blank and you're seeing stars, totally and completely spent. Seimu comes over to slide her fingers, sticky with her cum, against your lips. "Taste me," she orders, making you pry your lips open to suck her taste off of her digits.

Rumi does the same, but with her tongue, forcing you to kiss her and taste your pussy off of her tongue, sharing your cum with one another. Seimu joins in with Rumi's permission, leading to a heated three-way kiss that almost makes you want to repeat the entire thing over again.

Finally, Rumi lies you down on your back and lets you recover. She and Seimu lie on either side of you, sandwiching you between them, their tits brushing against your arms. "How was that, baby?" Rumi coos, gently carding her fingers through your braids.

You weakly smile at her, your head still spinning and your body slick with sweat. You feel heavy with exhaustion but also with the wonderful feeling after great sex. "Heaven," you reply, making Seimu giggle beside you.

"Good," Rumi chirps, smirking at you. "But you ain't seen heaven yet. We ain't even give you our straps yet."

TO BE CONTINUED.

₊⊹ Eventually, she starts to become bolder. Her hands will find their way to yours, she'll have an arm around your shoulders when you're resting together, and she'll find any little excuse to be touching you.

₊⊹ And that's because, despite her bluntness with everything else, Toph wouldn't outright confess her feelings right away. If anything, to spare herself from the shame (and heartbreak) if you happen to not feel the same way. She'd test the waters first and allow her actions to speak for themselves, and if you answer in kind, maybe then she'll say something.

₊⊹ But it's also not a secret that Toph is not good at expressing her feelings verbally, so be prepared for a rather awkward and nervous confession, which will probably end with her finally asking you out.

₊⊹ After the feelings are finally out there, you'd better be prepared to handle a Toph who will not stay more than a couple hours away from you.

₊⊹ She is clingy, touchy, and very shameless about it. You'll find her arms around your waist and her lips on your neck way more often than not. Got a moment away from the Gaang while you're out on the road, even if they're just looking the other way? Toph will be pulling you into a kiss. You're getting ready to sleep under the stars? You bet she won't even open her sleeping bag. You're sharing one! Someone dared to even try to flirt with you while she's around? She'll have an arm around your waist quicker than lightning, bringing a hand to your chin and turning you to her so she can pointedly kiss your lips for all to see.

₊⊹ Yes, she is possessive! What's hers is hers, and you're now the most important thing she has, and she has no problem showing it.

₊⊹ She's also a big tease; never to the point of making you uncomfortable, but be prepared to have her constantly having her fun with you, just because sensing your body react to her is enough to leave Toph breathless.

₊⊹ Toph is also very protective. Not overbearing, but if you're in a fight together, half of her focus will constantly be on you and on your heartbeat (which she knows the rhythm of by heart, already), making sure you are okay at all times. And jumping straight to defend you if needed.

₊⊹ You become the only person allowed to touch her hair. And it secretly becomes a sacred time for her when you brush and braid her long hair at night. She'll nearly purr as she leans into your touch.

₊⊹ Showers also become something you'll rarely take alone from now on. Toph loves the soothing warm water on her muscles, and she's definitely gonna make it even better by having you by her side in there.

₊⊹ Toph is a very thoughtful partner, even if she doesn't admit it. She never forgets a special date and is always making little gifts for you. And that's literally, she will choose a smooth piece of rock and bend it into different shapes for you to wear as a necklace, for example.

₊⊹ One of her main love languages is definitely physical touch. So, when in bed/during intimate moments, Toph is a sucker for full-body contact, she loves to feel your body completely against hers; pulling you closer than humanly possible, her strong arms firm around your waist while her mouth explores your body, eagerly.

₊⊹ Toph adores to feel you melt in her hands. But she also melts in yours just as quickly.