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From the Beginning
By : c0p13r
Category: +S to Z > Soul Eater
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~~~Kid, Liz, Patty~~~
            They were in the catacombs of the pyramid that Kid admired as perfectly symmetrical. The way he frolicked into the darkness, seemingly without a care in the world, concerned Liz, as she had problems were creepy places; Patty never seemed to give a damn where they were, and just made light of everything. And so, the three of them wandered towards the heart of the establishment, and Kid could not stop marveling at the symmetry of everything. He was so lost in his own world that he didn’t even pay attention when Patty started off in one of her mindless ponderings.
            “I hate it here. I don’t do well in creepy, dusty, icky places,” Liz griped while cowering behind her little sister.
            “Hey, Sis, I’ve been wondering something,” Patty began, ignoring her sibling’s plight. “How come everyone closes their eyes when they sneeze? Is it to keep their eyes from popping out of their heads?” She turned to look quizzically to look at Liz, asking if she could answer the question.
            Liz pursed her lips. “I don’t know, Patty. That is certainly one theory to explain why it is. Of course, it could also be an involuntary reflex triggered by normal brain activity.
            Humming in her throat at the idea, Patty thought out loud, “Maybe I could do a test next time I have a cold and tape my eyelids open!”
            Liz closed her eyes in exasperation. Sometimes, she wished that her sister could be more aware of what was around them. Why couldn’t she get squirmy in these dismal settings? “Yes, but what if your theory is right, and your eyeballs do pop out of your head?”
            “Okay, yeah!” Patty reflected, glancing upward with a thoughtful fingertip pressing against her cheek. “You might be right there, Big Sis. You’re so smart! Heh!”
            Without warning, Kid suddenly paused, looking as though Patty’s words had finally gotten to him. He remained in place, eyeing the floor at his toes with uncomfortable intensity. Liz and Patty turned to him, the older of the two asking what was wrong. He just stared forward even when it was mentioned that he had been quiet for quite a while, and then his eyes shifted to Liz. “Well, uh, maybe it’s just my imagination,” he began, rotating towards the exit as if he could picture his dilemma in front of him, “but I have this horrible feeling that the painting I have hanging in my living room is leaning a little bit to the right.”
            “Does that stupid painting matter right now?!” exclaimed Liz, shattering the mental image in Kid’s head, causing him to whimper and ruffle his head in anxious befuddlement.
            “Yes, of course, it matters!” he seethed. “What should I do?” He dropped his head. “I can’t go on like this! I can’t wait! I have to go back and make sure!”
            “Hey!” When Kid started to march briskly away, Liz made a grab for this right shoulder, keeping him in place with her iron grip. “Hey, hey-hey-hey!” With Patty giggling and leading, Liz stormed towards their destination with a distressed Kid dragging along the floor. “There’s a limit to the insanity I’ll put up with! You can worry about it when we get home!”
            “I’m worrying about it; I’m worrying about it!”
            “Don’t worry! I won’t let you worry!”
            “I’mworrying!I’mworrying!”
            “Shut up! You spoiled brat!” Liz was reaching her boiling point. Not only was she stuck in this damn place, but she had to put up with Kid’s obsessive compulsiveness?! The stress was getting to her, and she exclaimed one final time, dropping Kid to the ground. “Fine! You want me to help you quit that annoying whining?! Well do you?!”
            Kid stared pathetically up at her, sniveling with his lower lip trembling. “What do you mean? Nothing’s going to get my mind off of it!” He exclaimed and held onto his face. “I hate this! Liz, you have to let me go! I have to fix the pic… mmph!” The whole of his body snapped stiff as he was suffocated when Liz sat on his face to shut him up. She frowned; not exactly the way she would have preferred to give her proposal, but it was forward enough. The vibrations of his muffled shrieks against her lower region caused her to shiver slightly, but she fought past that to address her little sister, who was looking on with childlike curiosity.
            “Patty, you know what to do,” Liz said with a determined nod towards Kid’s trousers.
            Throwing a fist high above her head, heavy breasts bouncing from the abrupt movement, Patty cheered. “Right, Sis! I can’t believe you want to do it here, but oh well!” She went down on her knees, humming a little tune as her sibling argued with a suffocating Kid. Patty pushed Kid’s shirt up somewhat before going to work on his pants. She flipped open the button and pulled down his fly, which set him on alert. Just what was this plan to take his mind off of his painting? “Let’s go fishing!” Patty giggled before shoving her hand down Kid’s pants, causing his entire body to stiffen from having his private area explore. Patty’s eyes went up to the upper corner and she bit on her tongue in concentration as her hand rummaged around in her Meister’s boxers until she found the flaccid tool. She perked up excitedly and began to reel in her catch, announcing to her frustrated sister of her find. When Kid’s circumcised cock was pulled into view, Patty gasped in marvel. “Wow, it’s a pretty big one, huh, Sis? It’s not even hard, look!” She cradled it like a precious stone, holding it for Liz’s observation.
            Liz showed some surprise on her usually dull face by lifting her eyebrows, but then again, he was the son of the Grim Reaper; surely that meant that he was gifted, but in such an area? Liz just sighed and brushed the matter away. He had a big dick – limp at the moment, but big – and that was impressive, having seen her fair share before being taken in by him, but she still had to settle him down, and that meant exciting him, ironically. “Yeah, it’s all well and good that he’s big down there, Patty,” she began, “but we need him to get hard if we want him to calm down. Do you want me to take care of it, or…?”
            “No problem! I’ve got this, Big Sis!” Patty was all too happy while giggling and nestling down in between Kid’s flailing legs. She shrugged his pants down a bit more, musing that his pubic hair matched the style of the hair on his head with the three lines of white on the left side. Though Kid – still smothered by Liz’s butt – was putting up a fight, Patty got what she wanted nonetheless, snickering triumphantly when she caught his prick in between her puckered lips.
            Liz watched her baby sister hungrily engulf the entirety of the soft penis, showing little to no concern for this immoral act. Hell, it couldn’t have been any stranger than the night Liz woke up with her sister – always playful and curious – under her covers, tasting her snatch; for Patty’s satisfaction as well as her own, Liz allowed her to continue her strange exploration of finding out what was so appealing to men about eating a girl out. Recalling how she had to bite on the corner of her pillow to keep from making too much noise and how she flailed underneath Patty’s curious mouth, Liz exhaled heavily and glanced down at Kid’s head still buried underneath her.
            “Hmm, maybe I should let him breathe,” she considered thoughtfully. He still had the strength to fight against her butt and Patty’s mouth, but that didn’t mean he could breathe. Carefully, she situated herself off of his face and heard him inhale deeply. She immediately latched his hands down so that he couldn’t try to throw the Thompson Sisters off of him.
            “Liz, unhand me at once!” he demanded, cheeks flushed as he looked up at her dull face. His teeth clenched as if to bite back the groan that was dragged from his throat. He looked down, witnessing Patty’s mouth dipping on his gradually stiffening penis. “Patty, get that out of your mouth! What’s gotten into you?!”
            Immediately, Patty plucked her lips from around his penis, holding it at the base with her fist. She was scowling, but in her non-serious, childlike way. “Big Sis said she wants you to calm down, Kid. We don’t want you going on, whining like a baby. All this stress…” She pumped his penis, causing it to flop lifelessly. His lack of response was becoming frustrating to the sisters. “We gotta get it outta you. You’re no good distracted; you know that!” Patty explained, now looking pleadingly at him.
            But Kid was still resistant. “Let me go!” he shouted again. He tried to pull his hips away from the younger Thompson, which made her giggle and remark that his limp dick looked like a fat worm dancing; flushed in embarrassment, he stopped squirming that much.
            “Jeez, this guy’s determined,” Liz grumbled, displeased with Kid’s defiance.
            “Just let me go home! I can work out all the stress I need to… by leveling… that… painting!” he exclaimed.
            A vein of exasperation popped out at Liz’s temple. He could be such a spoiled punk with that ridiculous compulsive disorder of his. “Guess we’re going to have to try something a little different. Patty, take off your top,” she instructed, massaging her brow to try to calm down her growing headache.
            While Patty willingly – and joyfully – exclaimed “Yes, ma’am”, Kid panicked all over again, forced to sit up with his hand held behind him. “What are you doing?” he shouted over his shoulder at Liz.
            Risking taking a hand from his captured wrists, Liz forced him to look forward. “I’m getting you focused! Now if you don’t pay attention, we’re not going to get anywhere! Just keep your eyes on Patty!”
            Since he had no choice, Kid – stressed out and excited – set his wide, amber eyes on the girl carelessly tugging her puffy mini-shirt up and over the plump mounds of her chest, her white tie bunching with the rest of the cloth. Jaw dropping, he shut his eyes, refusing to stare at her exposed chest. He had no problem randomly grabbing both siblings’ chests to demonstrate the frustrating difference in breast-size, yet when it came to actually having their permission to look and even play with them, he all of a sudden was an upstanding gentleman?!
            “Well, this isn’t going to be as easy as I thought,” Liz grumbled, but she knew Kid pretty well. Maybe she could play on his obsession. She leaned in close to his ear, “Kid, are you sure you don’t want to look? You know, Patty’s breasts kind of look like a sideways ‘8’. Did you know that?” She nodded to her younger sister, asking her to cradle her heavy tits. Curious to see where Liz was going with this, Patty obeyed, hefting up her bosom so that they mashed together a little bit.
            Kid thought he could resist temptation, but the number eight was such… a beautifully symmetric thing, for even on its side, it could be balanced. His left eye peeked open, if only to catch a glimpse. When he saw the elevated bust, it immediately caught his attention, and there was finally some life given from his flaccid cock. His sights traced along Patty’s magnificent bosom to test accuracy. He then hummed in dissatisfaction, and both Thompson sisters thought it was a lost cause. “Patty,” he said seriously, “raise your right breast a quarter-of-an-inch higher.”
            Patty looked down at her bosom. “Okay,” she said, not knowing how high a quarter of an inch was. Thus, she brought the breast too high, aggravating Kid as the leveling became even more uneven. Liz endured hearing Kid exclaim direction and watching Patty fumble around, moving her tits up and down like a dance step. During her random attempts, Kid suddenly shouted ‘Stop!’ She froze instantly, not even breathing as she waited for him.
            Kid scoped out the leveling and size of her breasts before he smiled brightly. “Perfect symmetry…” He would’ve given himself a pat on the back if Liz wasn’t restricting his hands. After overlooking the fact that the design resembled an eight lying on its side, he blinked with realization; he was staring at Patty’s tits! His eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. He gawked at her light-pink nipples, taut in the chill of the pyramid. “Pa… Pa.. Pa…!”
            Patty, not realizing that he was simply stuttering the first syllable of her name, cocked her head to one side. “Papa? Is your dad here, Kid? You want to call Lord Death or something?”
            Living in ignorance must be pleasant; Liz sometimes wished she could share her sister’s mind for a day rather than worry about what everyone else was doing. “Patty, I think it’d be best if you just ignore Kid right now,” she offered while easing the slack-jawed son of Death towards the cupped breasts.
            Giggling at the tickling sensation created when Kid’s cockhead brushed slightly against the undersides of her tits, Patty said to her sister, “I can’t ignore him with his dick right there, Big Sis! Heheheh!”
            “Ugh, Patty.” How Liz wished that she had some aspirin or some drug to dull her to the stressful duo she collaborated with. She pressed up against Kid’s back to reach around and handle his cock. Damn, he was big, she thought when grasping him. With a nudge from her hips against his back side, he edged forward until his cockhead was firmly nuzzling Patty’s cleavage. “Now, Kid, instead of increasing my migraine,” Liz began to instruct to the hyperventilating boy aptly watching his prick pressing up against the supple flesh of the younger Thompson, “just do it. Think of things that relax you: butterflies, squares, this pyramid.”
            Despite his integrity, Kid was finding the things that she was listing off to be very appealing. Normally, he was never actually sexually stimulated when musing on the alignment of things, but there was a bit more motivation. He declined feebly, trying to pull back against Liz’s direction, but it was inevitably that he slipped in between Patty’s voluptuous bosom. “Liz, stop it,” he wheezed. He was not refusing to continue this, not wanting to extract his cock; he was telling Liz to stop him, for now it was by his admission that he was gliding between Patty’s breasts until the head slid out. Patty pulled her head back to observe the crown of the penis. “Hey, Kid, the tip is pretty messy,” she stated, not taking her eyes off of the pre-cum-smeared cock that seemed to strain to get up to her face. Her curious eyes went to Liz’s dull ones. “Hey, Big Sis, do you think I should clean it up for him? I mean, he likes things organized and all.”
            “Yeah, go ahead,” Liz consented. “Maybe it’ll calm Kid down a bit more.”
            “Calm me down?!” Kid exploded, his pupils shrinking in heightened tension. He looked back at Liz. “How is this supposed to calm me down? Liz, I’m… I’m…!”
            “Yeah! If you say so, Sis,” Patty cheered as if Kid wasn’t yelling. Without pause, she dipped her head down far enough to slather her tongue over the cockhead. She extracted the pre-cum – a taste she was very partial to – but in doing so, she put a layer of saliva over the swollen tip that was much messier than the traces of pre-cum. She licked at him like the dick was a popsicle.
            Kid watched with eyes wavering nervously. Damn it, she was like a little kid, even when in this adult situation. “This is wrong, Liz! Wrong, wrong, wrong!” He quivered and hated himself when he thrust against Patty’s chest, making her laugh all the more when he roughly poked her mouth. “She’s your little sister!”
            “We grew up on the streets, Kid; we did what we needed to do,” Liz reminded him with a roll of her eyes.
            Kid’s eyes grew teary, and he said worriedly, “But… what about… aids?” This brought Liz’s fist to the back of his skull, rendering him temporarily incoherent as she told him that she and Patty weren’t hookers.
            When Kid lurched forward from the hit, his body pressed up against Patty’s, delivering his cock straight to her mouth. She was more than happy to take the shaft into her mouth, suckling on the head like a tasty treat. Pre-cum was siphoned down her throat whenever her tongue detected its presence beading at the tip.
            Dizziness faded to be replaced by the highness of pleasure. Kid shook off the pain of the small bump on the top of his head and watched Patty’s lips fold around his shaft while the oral muscle pressed firmly against the head. He shivered at the feeling.
            Patty no longer held her breasts up in favor of taking the cock deeper into her mouth. She loved the feel of the smooth organ sliding back and forth over her tongue. Her lips felt tingly while wrapped around the piston of flesh and strongly pulsating blood. For her, it wasn’t about sex; it was about tickling her partner until they gave her a tasty treat. She blushed pink with excitement, her eyes shut blissfully. What flavor was Death the Kid?
            The tension in Kid’s shoulders began to fade. It was pointless to resist the Thompson Sisters. When they made up their mind, rather, when Liz made up her mind and Patty followed through, they would not be deterred. Their persistence was one of the traits that Kid was looking for when on his search for a perfect, symmetrical weapon… or weapons.
            Liz noticed his submission and smirked victoriously. She pressed up against his back and murmured sultrily in his ear, “See, now isn’t this relaxing, Kid? Just let Patty take away all your troubles…” She sensually nipped on the edge of his ear, to which he snorted while suppressing a laugh; it tickled. Not the manliest sound for him to make, but it was cute in its own way, Liz concluded. While nibbling his earlobe, her blue eyes shifted downward to his crotch where her baby sister suckled on it. Very erotic… She may look and act like a child, but Patty had a great appetite for sex. Liz may not have enjoyed the taste, but she knew that little Patty would gratefully take a load, gulp it down, and ask for seconds.
            The cock came out of her mouth, and she looked up at Liz. “Hey, Big Sis, did you just want me to suck him?” She curiously glanced at the phallus thumping in the hollow of her fist; she jerked him a little. “’Cuz I’m getting kinda horny now. Is it alright if we do more?”
            So blunt! Kid went pale-faced with his jaw unhinging in pure shock. Even more unexpected was Liz’s response, telling Patty it was up to her to decide; all that mattered was getting him preoccupied on something else, rather than… rather than…? What was it that had him so flustered earlier?
            Patty was more than eager to kick off her boots. In the small space she had in between the wall and Kid, she curled up and rolled onto the small of her back, ass elevated and legs sticking straight up overhead. And then, much to Kid’s shameful viewing pleasure, the bloated shorts she wore were pulled away and discarded with a nice kick from her tiptoes. Her underwear was somewhat frilly, like pink mini-shorts that clung tightly to her curves. Kid’s virgin eyes were ruined for the first time when he gawked at her nether regions when her panties went the way of her shorts. A small, cute patch of flaxen curls crowned the folds of her sex, and Kid realized that her body was reacting more appropriately to the situation than her attitude. Her snatch glistened with fluid, blossoming and ready to receive.
            Kid stammered when Patty sighed in relief at having her heated crotch exposed. So easily, she readied herself, spreading her thighs so that Kid may scoot in easier to fill her with his luscious girth. “How… how can you two be so lucid and blasé about such an interaction?!” he exclaimed when Patty announced that she was ready for him.
            Liz rolled her eyes at his choice of words. “What happened, Kid? You were being so obedient before.” She slipped a hand around to massage the cock that Patty awaited impatiently. Damn, he was big, she thought while holding him for the first time. He groaned deeply when he stroked him. “Why not just give in? Look, Patty’s waiting for you.” Her fingers trekked slowly and dabbed the tip. She was grinning again when she felt the wetness of beading pre-cum. It did not matter if his mouth said no; his body was much more honest and responsive. He could spout all sorts of lies about wanting this to end then and there, but it was much easier to scoot him forward and puncture Patty’s pussy.
            However, Kid’s will was stronger than that, and he put up a struggle when Liz tried to shove his dick into her sister. His stubbornness was irksome and made Liz snap. “C’mon, you big baby! It’s about time you become a man! Aren’t you tired of being a lonely virgin?!”
            Kid suddenly paused. He then looked back at Liz with eyes pitiful and watery. “Do you really think… I’m just a lonely virgin?” he sniveled.
            “Now isn’t the time!” Liz barked at him. “If you really need to know, I think it’s worse that you act like a big baby!” She took advantage of his moment of despair to overwhelm him with her full weight throwing him against Patty roughly; the force cracked his forehead against the wall. His erect prick poked her snatch, but merging wasn’t achieved when he slipped upward on her slippery folds. When the underside ran across her clit, she shivered pleasantly.
            Kid loomed over her, and she seemed like she was cowering with her arms held up on either side of her breast. “You okay, Kid? I think you bumped your head pretty hard on the wall,” she stated, looking at the forming bruise at his brow; Kid simply held back the tears of pain. Patty then glanced down at their groins. “Looks like you missed. Want me to help?” Without waiting for an answer or permission, she reached for Kid’s cock and lined him up with her entrance, swaying her hips to situate him inside of her.
            For once, Kid held his tongue as a nervous sweat poured down his face. The muscles of his throat contracted noisily when he swallowed nothing. There was nothing to it but to do it, yet he lingered at the door of Patty’s entrance. Truthfully, if he was to lose his virginity to the Thompson Sisters, he thought it might’ve been more probable with Liz; she was more adult and more like him. Now here he was, ready to spear the younger sibling who was more than eager to receive. Should he just give in?
            It was Liz who made the decision and pushed him past the threshold of Patty’s entrance. The younger girl yipped before sealing her lips and holding her breath; this was to be the widest intrusion she had ever encountered, as well as the longest. Kid gasped deeply when the wet warmth of her tunnel folded around him, stretching to accommodate more of him.
            “Uhn, Big Sis,” Patty grunted out with eyes screwed shut. Her hands went down to try to grasp at something to steel herself. “Don’t go so fast.”
            “Just a little more,” Liz told her. Her own breath was becoming bated as she watched her Meister impale Patty, and the crotch of her jeans was heated with her growing arousal. Too bad her pants were skintight; she wouldn’t have minded relieving some of her own tension while watching Kid fuck her sister. Maybe in a little bit, but right now, she was determined to see Kid through, lest he wimp out.
            Both Kid and Patty cringed when he reached the unexplored recesses of her vagina and settled tightly against her womb. “Wow,” she gasped out, her hands shooting up to hold Kid’s narrow shoulders. “He’s really, really deep, Sis.” Her thighs clamped on his waist to keep them connected.
            Kid panted heavily, his hips jerking quickly. Patty whimpered at the erratic movement that had her tits jiggling. “Liz, Patty, how could you?” he hissed in reprimand. His fingernails dug deep into his palms; he wanted to hold Patty by the waist. “This is completely irrational! Can’t you control these impulses?”
            “You’re one to talk,” Liz mused while dazedly dragging her fingers along the white-striped hair at the base of his cock. She slipped his trousers and boxers down to bunch at his knees so that she may cradle the sac underneath the phallus locked away in Patty’s damp snatch. He sounded pitiful when she handled his balls, fondling them firmly, but carefully, tugging on them only to the point where he would moan out loud.
            “Sis, isn’t that enough of teasing him?” Patty asked while staring deeply into his eyes. The naiveté that was also so well-expressed in her eyes had given way to pure lust. He felt her hips roll against him, generating a deep moan from her clit ground against his pubic hair. “C’mon, I’m ready.”
            Well, of course, she was ready. This was merely a question of whether or not Kid would fold to his own uncertainty and flee. It seemed unlikely since his eyes were glued to the creamy body of Patty. Liz decided to take a risk, though she stayed close to Kid. Sure enough, when his hands were freed, he immediately took hold of Patty’s thighs while situating his own posture. He positioned her legs accordingly, scolding her uncoordinated stance. “After working together, you’d think that keeping symmetrical would have become first-nature by now!”
            He glanced down, hands on her correctly-spread knees, and stared at where his cock was lost inside Patty’s body. Virgin no more… He accepted it better than he had thought. “Now, we’re going to take this nice and slow…”
            “Ready!” Patty shouted over him. She drew back a little back, squashing up against the wall of the dusty pyramid before uncoiling, rocking Kid’s surprisingly when she made clumsy shoved against him. He had to manually keep her in place, scold her brashness, and then began to assault her insides. Not as wild as her usual nature, but Patty found Kid’s pace very pleasant. He spread her tight walls with his girth with each plunge, their bodily union making wet sounds from her arousal.
            Satisfied, finally able to take a break from Kid’s madness, Liz sat back to enjoy. She hardly wasted any time flipping open her button and descending her fly. She reached in her underwear; smooth skin all the way down to her hot snatch. She made a soft sound of pleasure under the sobs and yelps of pleasure given by her sibling as their Meister rocked against her with elegant, forceful thrusts. Liz’s eyes traced over their forms bucking against one another, but Patty’s heaving chest was hypnotizing. Liz often fantasized about having the attributes that blessed her sister. Her own bust was luscious as well, but Patty’s was so plump and desirable.
            Liz moaned as she watched her sister’s bust bounce. She pinched her clit after smoothing her juices over the nub. Their eyes met, Patty’s glazed with pleasure and Liz’ with lust. They watched each other intently, as though they were the ones making love. Liz moved in close and kissed her sister deeply on the mouth while her left hand went to support Patty’s jiggling breast.
            The thrusting of Kid’s pelvis came to an unexpected halt. “What are you doing, Liz?! Look, I can’t keep going when only one of Patty’s boobs is swaying!” he exploded.
            Liz scowled at him; Patty just giggled and squirmed when her big sister’s fingers brushed over her tight nipple. “Jeez, Kid. I thought the least you could do is loosen up while you’re fucking.”
            “Symmetry, Liz! Symmetry!”
            Liz scoffed at him. Muttering to Patty for her to scoot forward, Liz made an uncomfortable squeeze in between her and the wall. Both of her hands came up around Patty to cup both of her breasts at once, balancing them evenly so that Kid would be satisfied. He seemed to be pleased, and even more excited by it; sisters working together for his viewing pleasure. His excitement showed, and Patty felt it as his jabs became more confident. His hands moved in tune with one another to keep his dear symmetry intact. Liz mimicked his mannerisms as beast as she could, massaging Patty’s tits in timed groping and pulling on the hardened peaks. It was pleasure in itself to feel the aftershocks of each of Kid’s thrusts through Patty’s bucking body. Liz stretched out her neck as best as she could, catching Patty’s attention and sealing their lips together when she turned.
            Kid could see the brief glimpses of their tongues sliding through each other’s mouth. His flush increased as did the tempo of his thrusts. He may have been Death’s son; he may have been a genius Meister, but in the end, this was still his first time at sex, and he could not hold back. His testicles drew to his body and were ready to unload. It wasn’t a feeling he was unfamiliar with, but it was ten-times, if not a hundred more times grander than when he shamefully tugged himself off in his bedroom or during a shower.
            He gave no warning of his release past a strained grunt and a complete pause of his hips. His jaw dropped abruptly with a deep gasp when his seed sprung up his shaft and transferred into Patty’s womb with a great splash of heat. Feeling cum spilling into her womb for the first time made Patty pull away from Liz and give a shocked smile to her belly. “Whoa, Big Sis! It’s… ah!... so hot!” She forcibly rolled his hips against him to urge on more of that delectable heat.
            It did not take Liz long to realize what was happening. “Hey, hey! What are you doing, idiot?!” She reached down to their sexes and yanked Kid out of her little sister’s partially seeded snatch; the bend of his cock brought a wince to his expression. She vigorously pumped his prick so that he may spit the rest of his semen over Patty’s stomach. “She’s not on birth control, Kid! You want her to wind-up pregnant?!” She squeezed near the base of his cock when the bursts weakened. She drained him of the last pearly remnants with a thorough pump.
            Kid fell back on his ass, splaying his arms out to catch himself. He gasped for breath. His mouth moved, trying to find something that should be said, but failing. Bringing a hand up, he brushed away the sweat on his forehead. His golden eyes glanced at Patty and his cheeks flushed when he watched her tracing a finger through the patches of his jizz before lapping it between grinning lips. After taking her fourth sample, she turned to Liz, who was still playing with her breasts. “Hey, Big Sis, you wanna help me out? I was going to cum, but you pulled Kid out too fast. I’m still kinda horny.” She beamed at Kid next. “And Kid can fuck you, right?”
            Liz considered the idea, ignoring Kid’s repeated stupefied expression. She shrugged and moved out from behind Patty. “Not a bad idea,” she said nonchalantly, flicking tresses of sand-colored hair over her shoulder and settling in the middle of the room. She sighed and proceeded to remove her hat and top. With Kid’s eyes glued on the exposure of her body, she couldn’t help feeling proud; she could still turn heads with her gracious curves. Sensually, though pretending not to notice how Kid was gawking and drooling at the sight of her, she unclasped her bra and brought it down from her chest, revealing taut nipples that were a shade darker than her sister’s bright-pink. “I could get some stress out too.” She laid back and raised her ass, peeling her tight pants down over her ass and down her long legs.
            The faltering of Kid’s dick reversed by the time Liz was about to descend her thong and reveal her snatch, but Patty had grown impatient and lunged on her sister with a big kiss to the cheek. Liz complained about dust getting in her hair while lying completely on the floor; Patty gave her no mind and sought what she desired. In a thrice, Liz was almost smothered by Patty’s crotch. Her eyes went wide when Patty’s nether region touched her lips, transferring the taste of Kid’s semen. It caused her to cringe, hating the strong, bitter taste; at the same time, she did say she would help Patty to completion, and therefore dove right in with her mouth, not discriminating Kid’s semen from Patty’s juices.
            Patty arched her back with a deep moan, biting on her lower lip as her sister ate her out quite skillfully. Dipping down, she pulled the crotch of Liz’s thong to one side to reveal her hairless snatch as well as the tight hole of her anus. She feasted for a time, leaving a sloppy mess of Liz’s cunt after she hastily mopped up the flowing nectar with her tongue. However, for her, the real fun was yet to come. And there was only one way for Patty to get Kid to do what she wanted whenever he was dumbfounded…
            Her face contorted fiercely in angry dissatisfaction. “Kid, get your ass over here and fuck Liz,” she demanded in her crazed, tough-girl voice.
            The tone of voice immediately kicked Kid into action, and he scuttled forward with an intimidated “Yes, ma’am!” With Patty prying her legs apart, Liz was presented for him to observe and penetrate, but not before instructing Patty to make sure that both legs were evenly spread.
            Liz pulled back her tongue from Patty’s snatch, her face stiffening when she felt the presence of the boy nestling in between her thighs, and the heat of his arousal at her own. She swallowed hard and looked down between hers and Patty’s bodies, spotting the dark form of the still-clothed Meister so close to penetrating her. Oh, it’s been so long since she’d been fucked, and she found herself quivering with need for it. “Well, c’mon, Kid! We haven’t got all day,” she griped.
            Kid nodded, but did not proceed. If he went through with this, what would it mean at home? Would his Weapons be expecting this sort of behavior, or was this a one-time thing? He licked his lips. Who cared? Things could be seen more clearly after his haze of arousal was erased from his mind. He moved forward to slip into her folds, but was stopped.
            “Not there,” sniggered Patty, taking hold of his sticky prick. His eyes widened when the aiming was lowered. “Here…”
            “But… But that’s…!” Kid was flabbergasted when he found himself to be nuzzling the hole of Liz’s ass. “I don’t think…”
            “If it’ll help…” Patty lowered her head, pursed her lips, and spat on the tight entrance, causing alarm from Liz. She smeared the saliva around the sealed hole. “That should make it a lil easier,” Patty giggled excitedly.
            While Kid accepted it and began to wedge against the anus, Liz pushed against Patty to try to wriggle away from his advance. “Wait, hold on! Not my ass, moron!” She yelped when his bulbous head popped through. The stress that she was hoping to get rid of began to increase as her ass widened around his intruding girth. Her hands shot out like striking cobras to latch tightly on his arms. “Dammit, that hurts!” she exclaimed while arching her back with eyes screwed shut.
            “Ignore her. Just keep pushing, Kid,” Patty encouraged. Her hands grasped either cheek of Liz’s butt to spread her, and Kid noticed that it was slightly easier to push into her, though it was still rather difficult. He maneuvered in and out, each time pressing in another inch even though Liz cried out protests and dug her nails into his arms so that he felt it even through his sleeves. Then, after several of these painful thrusts, he was buried in Liz’s rectum completely. He had to flatten himself a little to keep the contact, but the feeling was exquisite. She was so tight that it almost hurt.
            “Go on, Kid. Fuck her!” said Patty while enthusiastically staring at her sister’s stretched asshole. She had never done anal before, and neither had Liz; it was interesting to watch, especially for Liz’s first time to be with a cock so thick.
            “I’m trying,” Kid grunted out, moving his hips in mechanical motions. He exhaled heavily. “She’s very tight!”
            “No shit!” wheezed Liz while swatting his chest. She squeezed his arms again for support. “You’re so goddamn big!” Her hips jerked and swayed as the pain stung her senses, though it was sometimes confused with pleasure.
            Her announcement made Kid feel pretty proud. He began to work his hips again. When he pulled out significantly, it felt like her bowels created a vacuum that sucked him back in. He grunted as the ring of muscle tightened around his shaft, trying to close her insides back up, but unsuccessful.
            Liz whined when the passage was opened more, accepting Kid’s thrusting cock easier with each push. Though she hoped that Liz would lick her to completion, it was pleasure enough for Patty to watch, though her hands moved out frequently to steady Liz’s flailing bosom or to caress her vagina and plunge her fingers inside those quivering lips. She asked her big sister what it felt like, and after grunting and moaning, Liz said that it was starting to feel better, but it was still a stretch to fit Kid inside of her rear entrance.
            Huffing and puffing, Kid pounded with less friction until there was hardly any. She whined and writhed, grabbing whatever she could as her virgin hole was assaulted. Unusual pleasure surged to her brain in increased doses when Patty fondled the most sensitive parts of her body. “Oh, god! Oh, shit!” Liz gasped when Kid took the initiative by hoisting up her legs so that he could much easier ram into her ass. He had a scowl on his face, fighting back the urge to blow his load while watching her tits bounce in sync with each other. Even her hair was splayed out around her head in even portions – after he reached down to reset a few tresses. But when she cried her completion, sweat droplets flying off her face and a beautiful look of absolute rapture on her face, Kid was sent over the edge.
            Unlike with Patty, he did not cease his thrusting; in fact, he spurred on even harder than before when the first burst sprung in to fill her ass. He shouted out a few times, the sounds of his release echoing through the mazelike pyramid. Jet after jet of white gobs sped up his shaft to flood Liz’s bowels with indescribable heat.
            He fell against his older Weapon, and both tried to catch their breath while Patty applauded their performance. Kid ignored her, concentrating on how soft Liz was underneath him and how her body ejected his flaccid penis with a portion of his semen. He felt that he could fall asleep.
            “Kid, get off!” Liz threw him off of her and sat up, immediately combing her long hair. Her eyes were closed pompously, trying to seem calm and collected with the sex-flush still on her face. “I hope that got your mind focused. Now get it in gear so we can get the necromancer or whatever. The sooner we get out of this creepy place, the better.” When her eyes opened, she suddenly stiffened in shock.
            Kneeling in front of her naked body was a bulky figure wrapped in ancient gauze with a deceptively harmless mask of a face. Behind the one in front of Liz were scores of others, not at all different in shape and appearance. Immediately, Liz latched onto Patty for comfort, shrieking in horror. “Oh no, it’s a mummy! Mummy, mummy, mummy!” The large hand came up to the mask’s cute smile, and all of the mummies began to twitter sweetly. Liz drew away slightly from Patty, though her smile was still apprehensive. “Hey, they’re kinda cute, aren’t they?”
            Patty mimicked the laughing of the mummies. Just as Liz was about to try to calm herself down with laughter, the creature kneeling in front of her opened its mouth to grotesque proportions as blood sprayed from its empty eye sockets. Its large tongue slithered out and ran over the fullness of her ass and pussy. A shiver of disgust mixed with pleasure ran up Liz’s spine, and she instantly scuttled away, screaming, “A mummy licked me! A mummy licked me! A mummy licked me!” She turned around, tears in her eyes and fingers crossed. “Mummy slobber!”
            While she distressed over the violation of her crotch, her sister was having a grand old time letting the mummies’ wandering hands play with her. One shoved a digit against her wet vagina, making her squeal in delight. “Big Sis, they’re fun! They might help make me cum!” She continued to laugh playfully even as the creatures held her arms tightly and molested her supple breasts.
            Liz snarled. “Patty, we can take care of that after we’re done with this mission!” She brought herself up, now determined to fight and win. “How could this happen to me?” She spun around, and though she looked fierce, there were still traces of tears at the corners of her eyes. “It’s time to transform, Patty!”
            As if the mummies hands had never even touched her, Patty slid next to her sister while striking a pose. “O~kay!”
            They both turned to their Meister. “Hey, Kid, let’s go,” Liz ordered, but the son of Death was nowhere to be seen. “Huh?” A sweat drop rolled down Liz’s head.
            “Don’t know!” snickered Patty at the absence of Kid. Left in his stead was a small piece of paper with a message on it:
Dear Liz and Patty,
I’m still worrying about it. Nothing you can say can help. I’m going back home at once to check on the painting. Watch your step; it’s dark in the pyramid.
Death the Kid
P.S. Please be sure you clean yourselves up by the time I return. We want to look presentable when we go to kill the necromancer. Thank you…
            Liz was horrified by the note. That little bastard had left him and her sister alone and naked to fend off dozens of undead. “He’s joking, right?!”
~~~
            While Liz and Patty fended off the undead in the embarrassing state they were in, Kid was feeling pretty please. Not because he had become a man, but because it was all his imagination. The painting was perfectly level in his living room. He smiled as the measuring tape closed. “It was just my imagination,” he mused. “It’s perfect.”
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From the Beginning	By : c0p13r Category: +S to Z > Soul Eater Views: 9811 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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From the Beginning