Ploosome Threesomes

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Her juices dribbled down his stubbled chin, droplets catching on the scratchy hairs. Fuu’s essence coated his chapped lips with the sweet taste of arousal. She was swollen and heavy, liquid heat lining his mouth and flowing down his throat. Mugen lapped at her, tongue following folded petals, teasing her as she bucked under him.

Fuu strained up with her hips, back arched and heels digging into the soft grass beneath them. Stray rocks pressed into her shoulders, the back of her head, the palms of her hand.

Mugen stiffened his tongue, point ready to pierce her center when he felt cool, slender fingers tracing the small of his back. Slow designs, teasing drawings, light touches heated his blood and made him ache for more. Pausing, Mugen wiped his chin on the pale skin of Fuu’s thigh. He lifted his head, beginning to turn when he felt bony fingers grasp his ass, palms pulling the globes lightly apart. A delicate thumb circling his hole made him gasp.

“Don’t stop Mugen.”

The hot breath and cool voice against his ear sent shivers racing down his spine and he dove back in as commanded, Fuu groaning when his tongue laved at her hidden nub. Braced on his elbows, Mugen wrapped rough hands around Fuu’s thighs and spread her further, arranging his feast to be devoured with ease. Slender, swollen pink peeked at him as if begging for his touch. Tongue once more stiff and ready he plunged in, pressing deep at the same time a wet lick crossed his pucker. A swirl of wet muscle circled him before lightly dipping inside and retreating. Another plunge, another withdrawal, another, another then he was bucking his hips trying to fight the hands now restraining him with unbreakable strength. Mugen moaned and the tongue pushed further, harder, pulsing inside him with little thrusts and jabs until he whimpered.

The hands pushed forward, nestling him deeper inside Fuu. Plunging, and pushing, his tongue danced inside her, hidden beats and ancient rhythms guiding the chaotic maelstrom. Fuu groaned beneath him, limbs trembling, muscles tightening. He buried his nose in mahoganey curls and inhaled the scent of her arousal, whimpering again as the tongue picked up it’s lazy pace, thrusting roughly into him.

Mugen wanted more, he ached for something bigger, heavier stroking deep inside him.

Pulling away, he licked his sticky lips.

“This all you want Fishface?” he gruffly asked.

The throbbing heat pulled away and left him empty. A slightly muttered “Hnnnn” was his only reply until hands curved around his jutting hipbones, urging him forward. Unbending stiff elbows, he stretched upwards , chest lightly rubbing against Fuu’s stiffened nipples. He licked her lips, ravaging her mouth when she opened and lined his cock up with her dripping heat. Capable hands from behind guided him, pressing him forward until just the head of his cock slipped inside before holding him still. Twin whines echoed off the trees around them, one feminine, one coarse, both raw with need and longing.

Held there, suspended, both ached with unfulfilled desire, both yearned for releases that were now prolonged. One hand left Mugens hip, lost for a second until it pressed against him, slicked and searching. An arm wrapped around his waist, bracing him as gentle fingers filled him, first one, then two. Tossing his head back, he howled, frustrated and needy and begging for more. Two slender digits undulated inside him, pressing his sweet spot over and over but pulling away before he reached the escape he so craved.

Fuu begged beneath him, lips spilling words of pleading as her head tossed back and forth. Sweat coated her shoulders, her breasts, her thighs shook as she flexed upwards, unable to get any closer but craving more.

Teasing lengths pulled out of Mugen’s ass, damp bony fingers moving to grasp a hip with bruising force. Words of need poured from his throat amid gasps and harsh breaths. Finally. Finally, he felt Jin’s cock against him, brushing his hole lightly, circling slowly, teasing. He heard a slight chuckle as he arched, back bending, bones cracking, trying to force himself backwards. Slowly, ever so slowly he felt the large length press into him, head slipping inside the tight ring as chuckle faded into moan. Jin pressed forward, ever deeper, closer until clamped hands relaxed and he pushed Mugen further into Fuu. The cool body behind him didn’t stop until Mugen was sure Jin was almost entering Fuu as well.

Fuu screamed in pleasure at the deep penetration, eyes falling closed and breath coming in small humid pants against Mugen’s neck. Jin pulled back and Mugen tightened, feeling his inner muscles clinging to the escaping cock, hoping to slow the retreat. Mugen slid after, searching, ass seeking more, cock throbbing with the friction. All three held still, breathe stopped in their chests for a fraction of a second before Jin slammed home and Mugen sank back in. The rhythm was set, deep and fast, bodies straining and tightening. Sweat dripped from one to the other, landing on Fuu’s damp writhing body. Voices mingled and mixed, tones changing and rasping until Fuu shouted her completion, tightening impossibly around Mugen, milking his cock as Jin speared him. The strong swift strokes filling him and the massaging glove clasping him finally drove him over the edge.

He fell upon Fuu, body writhing in almost unbearable pleasure as Jin pressed into the tightening muscles, stroking deep as he came. Mugen gasped, quivering against Fuu who lay shivering beneath him. Stroke after stroke, thrust after thrust, increasingly erratic, caressed his pleasure spot, refusing him breath, keeping him in that beautiful, decadent place until with a soft groan and tensing of limbs warmth flooded his ass and Jin collapsed against his back. Long dark strands clung to the sticky skin of his sweat slicked shoulders as harsh breaths filled his ears.

The three lay still, lost in the afterglow and hesitant to move until the chilly fall air cooled bodies beyond comfort and a slow untangle of limbs began. No one said anything as the trio headed back to camp, back to hunger and cold and a never ending journey. But all knew the quiet wouldn’t last. Soon enough they would have to go searching for firewood again.

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