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Futa Harem Island Syndrome	By : exfaffy0000 Category: +G to L > Haruhi Suzumiya Views: 30881 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Futa Harem Island Syndrome

“Oh…oh…!” Tsuruya whined, lifting her pert ass off the couch and gripping Yuki's head in her hands as she came.

Tsuruya's cum drowned Yuki with every discharge, her cock spasming delightfully as she ejaculated load upon load into Yuki’s mouth – the little girl wordlessly, soundlessly swallowing Tsuruya’s first orgasm all the way down.

Hazy with post-orgasmic bliss, she blinked her eyes open. Yuki, her eyes closed and little nose in the air. She was...dare she think it, pleased. Her tongue came into play as she sucked the side of the green-haired beauty’s half-hard cockhead, before returning to the head to coax the last dregs of cum out.

“You're...you're...aaaaamazing." She could go again. She wanted to go again. Her cock flexed in Yuki’s still-sucking mouth – but twice as sensitive as before – Yuki reacted and Tsuruyu groaned, hips lifting, rolling her head back to stare at the ceiling.

Eyes half-lidded, she locked gazes with the mega-watt grin of Suzumiya Haruhi.

“Hi.” Haruhi greeted, her own eyes sparkling with unabashed delight.

“Haruhi—!” she began, and the rest was cut off as Haruhi pressed her lips to Tsuruya’s own in a heated kiss. She whined into Haruhi’s lips; that was all she could do - Yuki had very calmly, sucked Tsuruya’s cockhead back into her little mouth, her big, gold, luminous eyes taking in the heated make-out session her mistress was forcing on their guest and friend.

Haruhi's hands dipped down, slow and sensuous, down the front of Tsuruya’s chest, and across over her firm bust. Haruhi gave them a tight, possessive squeeze, fingers sinking into the flesh. Tsuruya moaned at that, just as Yuki dragged her tongue across Tsuruya’s glans with deliberate harshness. Their guest gave a little ‘ah!’ of surprise and Haruhi took the opportunity to invade her mouth with her hot tongue.

Eyes shut from how turned on she was, she tried to push her hostess away, but Yuki was sucking with the same enthusiasm that had made her cum. Moving down and away from Haruhi simply moved her deeper into Yuki’s throat. She pushed at both with one hand, at one with two hands…but she felt weak as a kitten. Haruhi’s half-lidded gaze took in her struggles, delight bright in her hazelnut eyes. Dragging Tsuruya’s own retreating tongue out and pressing her soft, gorgeous lips against hers, she seemed to get more aggressive the more Tsuruyu struggled.

The hand clawing for Haruhi’s hair raked through it instead, and Tsuruya began kissing her back in earnest.

Yuki gave a particularly strong suck, and Tsuruya broke the kiss with a gasp – Haruhi did not pursue her again, and instead leaned down to nibble at her guest’s ear lobe. “It’s great, isn’t it?” she whispered, pressing her temple against Tsuruya’s, kissing and suckling her guest’s soft cheek and ear every now and again.

“Ah, ah, wha?”

Haruhi gave a long, languid lick up her guest’s cheek. “The cock I gave you. It’s great.” Taking Tsuruya’s chin in her hands, she angled her gaze down.

Yuki, without breaking eye-contact, withdrew the dick from her mouth, nursing on the tip with pursed lips, her hands jerking her shaft, tongue working on the glands.

“You gave me?” she asked, panting, as Yuki continued her double-fisted handjob. “Ohhhhhh…goddddd….” she cried.

“Yes. I gave it to you.”

“I…see…!” she managed, as Yuki sucked, and fondled the shaft with her soft, small, glossy lips. Watching the innocent looking young girl treat the hard shaft so affectionately...Tsuruya shivered in bliss.

“She’s good, hmm?”

“Y-yeaaaaaaah,” she gasped in agreement.

“I’d love a quick taste of your cock myself,” Haruhi suggested, her tone heavy as she kissed down to Tsuruya’s neck. The thought of Haruhi down there with Yuki, grinning at her cattily while she swallowed her length whole--

Yuki jerked as Tsuruya’s cock convulsed. “Oh GOD! I'm going to cummmm!” she whined, and Yuki pulled off, gripping the shaft firmly. A shot of precum erupted to strike her on the cheek. She looked up to Haruhi, as if in enquiry.

“W…why…?” Tsuruyu managed.

“Sorry.” Haruhi placed a brief, apologetic kiss on her lips, before drawing away. “It’s just that there’s a limit to my own tolerance, you see.”

Tsuruya traced her host as she rounded the couch and felt her mouth water as her gaze eventually ran down her sensuous curves, and down to her groin. "You...you have one too...!"

“Mmmhmm. And it's about ready to go,” Haruhi murmured, masturbating unhurriedly, her lithe hand stroking and pulling the stiff ten-inch shaft. “Yuki-chaaaaan…?” she called sultrily. Yuki rose up and away from Tsuruya’s penis, and knelt in front of her mistress. Gripping the shaft and placing a long, sweet, reverent kiss on its thick and spongy tip, she opened her mouth wide-

“Ah, ah,” she said. “Not yet, my pet.” Her gaze bore into Tsuruya’s own. “Come,” she commanded, her tone hot with arousal.

Tsuruya rose from the sofa, her erection bobbing with each step, towards the voluptuous, seductive woman in front of her, and the small girl who knelt at the ready. When she was within arm’s distance, she was grabbed by the wrist, embraced, and kissed.

Yuki gripped her cock and she gasped, Haruhi was not deterred, she swallowed the breath Tsuruyu wanted with a moan. She closed her eyes and focused on Haruhi’s wonderfully skilled tongue…a tongue she’d love working on other places….

“No, no. That won’t do.” Haruhi breathed, their lips still touching. Tsuruyu opened her eyes, and followed her gaze down, to their crotches. “I want you to watch.”

Tsuruya nearly fainted at the sight of Yuki pleasing them both.

Holding Tsuruya’s iron-stiff cock horizontal over her face, Yuki dragged her tongue over all nine inches ravenously, nibbling and sucking and worshiping with her mouth, all the while jacking the other cock at her face.

Still jacking her mistress off, she enthusiastically leaned in, tongue extended, to take Haruhi’s cockhead between her lips. “Ohhhhh.” Haruhi moaned, as Yuki’s cheeks caved in as she sucked, hand still stroking at the pace she knew her mistress loved. "You're such a good little girl...."

Haruhi pushed on her pet's head. “Take me deeper,” she murmured idly, and Yuki obeyed, taking two inches in. “Deeper….” she insisted, pushing down harder. Yuki closed her eyes in concentration, and her mouth slid down. Her pink cupid bow lips were stretched tight around Haruhi’s shaft, and a flush spread across Haruhi’s hazy, happy expression at the sight.

“She’s…deepthroating…you....” Tsuruya breathed, her dick throbbing. Yuki responded to her, masturbating her harder.

“Mmmmm…such a good little suck-slut.” Haruhi praised, rubbing her hands through Yuki’s hair, massaging her scalp. “Take it all the way, allllll…” she trailed off as Yuki moaned something unintelligible. “It wasn’t easy training her…it took a before she got over the gag.” She smiled hazily. “But she loved every minute of it…as much as I did.” Yuki's lips were now pressed against Haruhi's base. Haruhi smiled, pushing down, grinding her pet's nose into her groin.

“Oh god. She’s getting off, isn’t she?” Tsuruya asked, poking Yuki’s cheek with her erection.

“That’s why she’s so good, you see. She loves it.” She pulled Yuki off her cock by the hair, firmly, but kindly. Yuki laved the head with her tongue as she was removed. “Don't you? Don't you love sucking cock?” She used one hand pulling Yuki’s gaze up and the other to rub her dick over her little cocksucker's face. She pushed the cock head over Yuki’s nose, smearing pre-cum.

Yuki licked her lips. “Yes,” she admitted softly, her gaze cloudy, her voice soft as velvet.

“Speak up.”

“I…I love sucking cock,” she whimpered, and Haruhi smiled, relaxing her hold on her head – she simply caressed it affectionately now. She gestured for Yuki to continue.

Tsuruya was nearing her tolerance limit. Would Haruhi object if she pulled Yuki to her? 'This thing...it's like...like I just want you to stop what you're doing, and touch it....'

“Guh…oh…yes, that’s good. Keep….ohhhhhhh….” Haruhi pulled her hips back, and Yuki’s mouth surged forward to keep up. Haruhi smiled. “No, no…manners girl. Tsuruya now.” Rejoicing, Tsuruya watched heatedly as Yuki withdrew with a gasp, moving to Tsuruya while jacking off Haruhi expertly.

“Oh yeaaaaah.” Tsuruya cried as her turgid length bent slightly to accommodate Yuki’s throat – it slid in past her tonsils and into the soft velvet of her squeezing throat, muscles working to take her cock deeper and deeper into the exquisite service.

Yuki twisted her head, no longer looking so aloof and detached as she sucked Tsuruya’s cock all the way to the root – her eyes were closed and her face serene; indeed, she looked like she loved nothing more than to suck cock. There was even a slight flush on her face, and beads of sweat and the shiny gloss of precum. Once she kissed the base she opened her half-lidded eyes, seeking approval as her throat worked, her brow furrowed in concentration.

Haruhi took in the delightful sight of Yuki looking up at her with a mouthful of meat, and Tsuruya with her knees weak and an expression of unashamed enjoyment on her face. The green-haired girl’s mouth opened and closed with little ‘oh’s’ and Haruhi kissed her on the cheek. “Try to hold back.”

“Mmhmmm…!” she murmured, her gaze falling to Yuki. She grit her teeth as Yuki began sliding it in and out - she wanted to just grab the head in her hands, and fuck that mouth and fuck that wonderful, yielding, subservient throa-

She glanced up at Haruhi, who was smiling at her with a hint of…what might be approval. “You know what…? I can’t wait to fuck you dear,” she whispered heatedly, giving Tsuruya a kiss. “And I’m sure you feel the same…” Tsuruya’s cock gave a jump at her suggestion and tone, and she nearly let it out into Yuki’s throat.

Yuki pulled off slowly—sucking hard as she did—there was a soft naughty *pop* as she moved to service her mistress while Tsuruya cooled off. And when Tsuruya had, she was notified by a poke in the cheek.

Tsuruya's mind slowly became focused totally on four things – the lovely, sloven sounds Yuki tried not to make while gobbling their dicks, the wonderful sensation of having her cock sucked by a loving mouth, the heat of Haruhi’s body as she was hugged close – and the act of holding her orgasm in. She delighted in these four things, and let everything just slip from her mind. Haruhi fondled her occasionally, and they kissed often, exploring each other's soft lips and hot mouths. She let out a particularly loud and happy gasp whenever Yuki swallowed her hard – but other than this, she knew nothing.

Until…

“She can’t, dear.” Haruhi said amusedly.

“Huh?” Tsuruya panted, pulling back. She was rubbing her cockhead irritably against the side of Yuki’s mouth – while Haruhi’s cock was still buried deep in her smooth throat. Yuki turned a desperate, apologetic gaze to her and began to pull away from her mistress – but Haruhi held her fast by the hair.

“She can’t take two.” Haruhi said thoughtfully, pulling Yuki off her dick by the hair. Holding the little girl’s head in place, she rubbed her cockhead on Yuki’s lips, smearing pre-cum in a naughty form of lip gloss, caressing her full cheeks with her pre-cum and saliva-slick urethra. A slow impish smile spread across her heart-shaped face. She glanced at Tsuruya out of the corner of her eyes briefly. She released her hold on Yuki's head, and pet it, gazing deep into the younger girl’s eyes. “You know…" she turned a sly gaze on back to Tsuruya. "I don't usually fuck her. I mean, I am married after all. It isn't good to fuck the pet."

"So...what do you..." at that, Tsuruya mouth opened in a little ‘O’ as her mind was suddenly…inexplicably filled with-

It was late, she could tell by the clock that sat on their dresser. The luminous hands pointed to three AM.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! Ah, ah-"

Mikuru was such a noisy girl. Even after three hours she still managed a squeak when Haruhi bottomed out in her well-fucked asshole – which was every time Haruhi pinned her to the also squeaking mattress. Tsuruya wondered what she was like with energy.

“Where do you want this one Yuki?” the mistress of the bedroom asked, driving energetically into the soft, plush, tight flesh of her hot, willing wife. “I’m thinking your face.”

Yuki moaned pitifully.

“But,” Haruhi continued, “If I hear you begging for it…” She thrust hard into Mikuru, grinding her hips against her soft bottom with abandon. The white flesh, rosy with so many impacts and the occasional smack, quivered. “…If I hear the words coming from your lips…I might reconsider.”

Yuki was shuddering uncontrollably, hands bound behind her back, her eyes bright with tears of frustration as she rubbed her thighs together in vain. Her hot, sweating, nubile little body was covered with cum – stuffed full of cum; it seeped out of her ass and pussy, pooled on the sheets on the bed, decorated her cheeks and forehead, her small but beautifully rounded tits and lovely hips. There were a few strands in her hair too.

And yet, staring at the panting, alert-eyed girl, Tsuruya knew. All she’d ever received from her mistress this night was cum – Haruhi had not gone more than two strokes in either of her rear holes, before cumming – and she had not used either of those holes more than twice. The rest had gone on her or to her stomach via her throat.

The last round had gone in her mouth, despite begging for it in her pussy. She’d milked her mistress better and more earnestly than she’d ever done, literally worshiped Haruhi’s phallus with her tongue and mouth and throat, in the hopes that her performance would grant her the relief she craved. She gazed, tongue hanging out, into Haruhi’s hazelnut eyes, and realized she’d have to beg harder.

Yuki needed it. Needed it, needed it, needed it in her cunt. In her pussy. It was something she needed like she needed breathing, it overpowered all thoughts, all rational decisions.

Her cheeks flushed. She shouldn’t be embarrassed at this point, no.

In her mind, she’d broken that barrier two hours ago. In her head her voice screamed and endless stream of dirty words and profanity…but when it came out it was breathless and small, hesitant and weak.

And Haruhi would say – “I couldn’t hear you, did you say ‘in your mouth?’, before cupping her face and lovingly slipping her cock in.

“Hmm, I got, it, over your breasts,” or, “Okay! The face it is.”

Each time, her voice would rise – she would break though whatever barrier she herself—or Haruhi—placed on her.

“My…”

Haurhi nodded encouragingly, rocking into Mikuru with deep, long strokes as she gazed into Yuki’s pleading eyes. “Hurry dear,” she said. “I might just dump this one into Mikuru…she’s been a darling tonight.” She leaned down and kissed the small of her wife’s back lovingly as she let out a whine, part consternation, part lust.

“My pussy,” Yuki whispered softly.

Haruhi hummed in response as she fucked her wife harder. “Louder.”

Yuki’s face scrunched up cutely and suddenly, there was nothing stopping her, she cried, “Please cum in my pussy! Please, even if it’s for one or two strokes, I need it! Cum in me, use me, please Haruhi, please Mistress, PLEASE, USE MY PUSSY USE IT, USE IT!” she wailed.

“Good girl,” Haruhi said, withdrawing from Mikuru, who whimpered as her responsive, first-class cunt caressed the long, thick dick on the way out.

Pulling one of Yuki’s legs up and over her shoulder, Haruhi granted her bound pet with the cock she had earned. “Uahhh!” Haruhi exclaimed, sinking her cock in leisurely, “…Yuki, you’re so tight…so ready! I think it won’t be more than three…squeeze dear, squeeze me....”

Yuki's eyes and mouth widened at the sensation - finally, finally, something was filling her cunt! One thrust – it was bliss, it was heaven! Two – her mind wiped itself white…three…four…five…s...six...!

“I’m…cumming!” Haruhi groaned.

Eyelids fluttering and mouth open in a helpless ‘o’, Yuki saw stars, bright beautiful stars as the feeling of cum flooding her cunt sent her over the edge. Gasping in orgasm, she cried, in that soft sweet voice, “Thank you, mistress. Thank you, thank you, thank you…”

Haruhi kissed her ankle…almost apologetically. “Aw…okay, okay. I understand.”

Yuki continued heedlessly. “Thank you, thank, you, thank you…”

“Mmm, I can tell, you’re really grateful.” Haruhi said, and began to withdraw very, very slowly.

That snapped out Yuki out of it. “…Please…please, use my pussy again after you’re done with Asahina-san!” She said desperately. “Or my…” She swallowed. “Ass…either one is ready for you…it will feel amazing, I promise! I’ll-

Haruhi smiled down at her benevolently as she babbled. “…Hmmm. That’s great…but…” she gestured to Mikuru. “I think I’ve worn her out.”

Yuki’s eyes went to Mikuru’s supple body and realized it was true. The rusty-haired brunette had rolled onto her back; her supple, thoroughly fucked body breathless. She seemed comatose.

…She couldn’t be stopping now! She couldn’t be! She turned to Haruhi, her mouth opening in shock and dismay.

“…But I’m still soooo horny.” Haruhi sighed, leaning down, pressing her cheek into Yuki’s ankle. “I can't sleep like this! Might you have…any...” She reached down and fondled Yuki’s thigh. “Ideas…my pet?”

'TAKE ME!!!' screamed Yuki's mind. 'TAKE ME!' “Ah…ah…” was what came out, her eyes desperate to convey her longing.

Haruhi continued to caress and suckle Yuki’s ankle with her lips heedlessly.

Yuki squeaked.

Haruhi's head twitched at the sound. She snuck a glance down and grinned.

Tears of frustration were bright in her eyes, and her cute, little lips – lips that looked so good stretched demurely around her shaft - mouthed 'oh please, oh please, oh please,' over and over again.

Haruhi giggled. “Okay, okay…” She thrust in firmly, and Yuki’s begging became a hoarse scream of surprise. “I’ll fuck you till morning.” The bonds on her wrists disappeared—were they even there in the first place or did she imagine it—she threw her arms and legs around Haruhi who leaned over, the her hips slapping into Yuki’s smaller, but no less curvier ones.

“OH THANK YOU!" she cried, finding her voice. "THANK YOU, THANK YOUUUUuuuummm….” She was only silenced when Haruhi claimed her mouth with her own.

Why? Haruhi hadn’t been this horny since that first day in the clubroom—Yuki screamed into Haruhi’s lips as she came, her cunt tightening and massaging Haruhi’s dick gratefully—

“By the way,” Haruhi whispered heatedly as her hips bucked, fucking Nagato Yuki into a sobbing, screaming orgasm.

“Tsuruya’s coming.”

“Cumming!” Tsuruya managed, jerking her shaft hard to the inexplicable but insanely erotic mental scene. She gripped Yuki’s head. “Swallow…swallow it!”

“Swallow it, Yuki.” Haruhi echoed, and smiled when Yuki detected the heat in her voice, and began to jerk her off hard. Yuki knew she was close too. Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she closed her eyes, her tongue out and ready to receive Tsuruya’s load.

Tsuruya moaned. “…Oh yes…!”

Yuki mewed plaintively as the first jet struck her. Gripping the ejaculating organ near the cockhead, she angled it at her cheek, her hips undulating in a strange rhythm. She was cumming herself, her pussy dripping wet, and Tsuruya realized that the little cocksucker was really getting off on it! Gripping the rest of her shaft with two small hands, she began to stroke wildly, intent on painting Yuki’s face white!

“Milk me.” Haruhi commanded imperiously, her tone strained, as she watched Yuki, eyes begging for cum, Tsuruya, working hard to empty her load onto Yuki's face. “Hurry, I want to cum, now now now now-” Yuki wasn’t fast enough, transfixed on the spurting cock and intent on drinking down Tsuruya’s load, so Haruhi grabbed her head between her hands, pulled her in and shoved her dick down to the root, where she let her load go. “Oh yes…” she moaned as Yuki’s throat worked furiously to choke the load down. When she pulled out, still cumming, Yuki mewled, trying to keep her mouth on it. “Tsuruya.” Haruhi managed, jerking off the length of her shaft not in her pet’s mouth.

Yuki let it withdraw and went to Tsuruya’s still cumming cock. She alternated back and forth, sucking the cum out of their pulsing members, getting bathed in the sheer volume of sperm. The sight simply inflamed them both, the both of them making a huge mess of Yuki's face and upper body, until Tsuruya’s was a dribble, and Haruhi's began to slow. Then she took her time, suckling mouthfuls of Haruhi’s until she stopped, and then Tsuruya’s….

The room came back. “…Oh my…oh…!” Tsuruya gasped, feeling like it was the first breath she’d taken in minutes. She leaned on Haruhi who leaned on her.

“…Still hard?” Haruhi panted.

Tsuruya nodded. “Y…Yea…” Her voice sounded soft and far-away.

“…You’ll…” Haruhi swallowed a lump in her throat. She wiped at her forehead. “Although...that was a pretty big one..."

"You’ll need to come a few times to get it down,” a slow smile spread across her face. “You know what…? You can borrow Yuki….”

“Can I?” Tsuruya asked, gazing at the golden-eyed girl heatedly, a hint of her fang showing through her open, hungry mouth.

Yuki was a panting, wrecked mess of a cumrag. She was covered in her failure to manage the ensuing orgasms, a completely wet mess, huge mouthfuls everywhere. Leaning back on her hands, and looking like she'd had an orgasm or two of her own, Tsuruya felt a fire grow in her belly, felt the stirrings of her cock again. Long strands of cum had dripped down all over her round tits, her stomach, her thighs. There were a lot of strands in her hair.

As she slowly became aware of the conversation, she looked up at the two towering women, golden eyes incredulous.

“Yes.” Haruhi said, and she jerked Tsuruya’s gaze back to her by her chin. Her tone was serious. “But only for tonight.”

Tsuruya paused in trepidation at the tone, and then laughed, reflecting the mischief she saw dancing in her friend's eyes. "Is there anything I can do to negotiate those terms?" she asked.

Haruhi smiled, kissing her. "We'll see. "

Eyeing Yuki’s tight breasts, taut stomach, beautiful thighs, curved hips, Tsuruya whispered sultrily, “Here girl…”

Face a mess and golden eyes hazy, Yuki stood up unsteadily, and staggered to Tsuruya. Leaning down, the older girl pulled her close and kissed her, forcing her tongue in as if to say – ‘You’re mine now.’ She fondled her new pet brazenly, grabbing her ass and kissing her rounded breasts, watching with glee as the girl’s breathing quickened and her cock throbbed and pussy dampened.

Striding to the bed, she patted it. “Bend over for me,” she commanded sweetly, and Yuki obeyed. Her steps small, the girl approached the bed and bent.

Jacking her dick off with her right hand as her left hand rested on smooth flesh, she took the time to admire the sight of Nagato Yuki bent over and ready for mounting. Her small frame tapered nicely into proportionately wide hips, into a rounded ass was so delightfully shaped. She rubbed her finger over white skin without flaw or blemish. “Oh...this is going to be goooood….” Rubbing the head against Yuki’s wet cunt, she whispered, “Make sure to look Yuki-chan.”

Yuki did as was told, turning her gaze over her shoulder, her mouth opening in anticipation and shock as Tsuruya pressed her cock into-

“My…” The petite girl took a breath, her eyes screwed closed and her mouth widened, head tilted slightly as as Tsuruya sunk into her buttery rear, her fingers gripping into her assflesh. “Look Yuki-chan…look how easily you take it…” Tsuruya panted.

“Fuck her.” Haruhi said happily, perched on a sofa arm. “Fuck her.”

Yuki took it, inch by inch, gasping and moaning all the way, her voice sounding just as delightful clear, without a cock between her lips.

Tsuruya had forced half of it in. Bucking into her, getting more and more in with each thrust, she finally bottomed out, feeling her painfully nipples scratching against Yuki’s back. “Ohhhh yeah,” she breathed, hands on either side of the girl as she pressed Yuki into the mattress. "This ass is...really something else..."

"Isn't it...?"

"Yeahhh...I can see why so many people like it..." Her perfumed hair was a curtain of green on both sides of Yuki’s face as she enjoyed being engulfed in Yuki's tight warmth. She leaned down to kiss the top of her pet’s head. "Good girl."

She lifted her hips, just a little, and was rewarded with a whimper. Leaning over she brushed her lips against Yuki’s ear. “So tell me Yuki-chan,” she panted, feeling delightfully energetic now that she was in control. The excitement built with every throb of her cock in this new, hot sheath. “How many times have you watched Haruhi do this to Mikuru?”

“…Many…many times....” Yuki whimpered back, her own voice muffled as she pressed her lips to the mattress.

“…And how many times have you wished it was you getting it…?”

“…All…all of them…!”

“Is that so…? Well tonight is your lucky night.” She rocked back into Yuki gently, working the silky tightness of her ass. She was rewarded with another helpless whimper. “Because I’m going to make you scream.”

"Yuki," Haruhi called.

Yuki’s looked up a little to her mistress.

We are both going to make you scream, Haruhi’s eyes promised her.

At that, Tsuruya pulled out, in inches, only to bury herself back in. She got rougher, her thighs began slapping, and soon Yuki was struggling to hold in her wails as Tsuruya sodomized her roughly. Haruhi watched as Yuki muffled her excited cries into the sheets, small hands clenched and ass upraised.

The host of tonight’s activities walked over to the side of the bed. Tsuruya stopped, and scooted closer, easily lifting the light, young girl, until Yuki was positioned right in front of Haruhi’s throbbing erection. “Make me hard again.” Haruhi said, playfully slapping her face twice with her tool. Yuki’s open, panting mouth widened, and Haruhi slipped it inside, sighing contentedly and ready for the attention of the cock-slut she’d so painstakingly trained-

“Hnnnnngh!” Yuki squealed, and Haruhi’s cock almost jumped out of her mouth.

Haruhi clucked her tongue as Yuki desperately, and ineffectively pulled the shaft in line. She clucked again as Tsuruya’s thrusts rocked her little body and her gasps and moans hampered her tongue-work. “…It seems like you need a little more training…seeing as how you can’t give a proper blowjob while you’re getting it in the back…” As if to deny that, Yuki began working feverishly…she might have been convincing if she could have successfully stifled her moans and squeals. “…perhaps Mikuru with a strap-on…”

“Isn’t it fine like this?” Tsuruya asked, her eyes smoldering hot with arousal as she continued to sodomize Yuki. “…Give her some time…ah! …and I’m sure she’ll be fine…!”

“…Hm…” She peered down at Yuki, her full lips pouting in consideration. "Sure. Three times a week? How's that, dear?"

Yuki continued to work desperately, wildly focusing her all on pleasing the cock between her lips and Haruhi smiled at the sight. She began stroking her pet's head, and Yuki peeked up, panting around Haruhi's cock, her little body rocking with Tsuruya’s thrusts.

…You’re so cute, she mouthed, her long fingers slipping down to caress her cheek.

She kissed Haruhi's cockhead experimentally, as if in apology.

Haruhi winked at her in return. Yuki's face relaxed with as much relief as she could express with a cock in her ass and one in her mouth. Tsuruya continued, heedless of the exchange between the two, as Yuki pleasured her mistress more carefully and more slowly.

“God.” Tsuruya panted. “I love it. I love it!” She gripped the flesh hard with two hands, caressed it, rubbed it, slapped it, all the while bucking and fucking into the tight silkiness that was Yuki’s ass.

“Mmmhmm.” Haruhi said…and then her gaze was drawn down. Yuki was staring pitifully into Haruhi’s eyes, begging her for….

“I think our pet wants to say something.”

Our pet. At that Tsuruya felt a jolt of electricity run through her body, to her lower areas. “Is that so?” She asked pausing her thrusts to catch her breath. She wanted to last. She wanted to fuck for hours!

Haruhi nodded to Yuki, smirking her consent. “It’s fine Yuki-chan. Tell us what you’d like.” She withdrew her cock from her mouth, and began rubbing it on her cheeks and nose. Pre-cum seeped out and was massaged into her soft, fair skin.

“Plea-oooohhhh!” Yuki stifled a groan, as Tsuruya took that as the cue to continue fucking. “…Please…!”

“Hah…” Tsuruya panted, eyes wild and expression ecstatic as she fucked her faster. “Please…?”

Yuki whimpered. “…My…my…!”

“Your…?”

“I need it…in…my…!”

Tsuruya thrust deep into Yuki’s ass, and the smaller girl’s back arched. Tsuruya kissed the small of her pet’s back. “In your…?”

“In my pussy!”

Tsuruya turned to Haruhi, who was stroking herself furiously.

More, she mouthed, the hand on her shaft a blur. Tease her more.

Pulling out of Yuki’s ass reluctantly, Tsuruya flipped Yuki onto her back, and began teasing the entrance of her cunt with the tip. “Getting it in your ass isn’t enough?” She rubbed slowly. Yuki's soft outer lips we just marginally smaller than her cock head. She dipped in, and then out, in a vertical motion. She was so wet.

Yuki shook her head, eyes clenched shut. "No..."

“Then beg harder!”

“Please fuck me in my pussy!” she cried “Please fuck me, please fuck me, please fuck--!” She gasped as she was entered.

“Good girl,” Tsuruya said, and Yuki moaned long and loud as Tsuruya lifted her hips and fucked her long, hard dick into her waiting and willing cunt…and then Tsuruya rolled, pulling Yuki with her. The golden eyed girl’s eyes widened as her cheeks were spread and Haruhi plugged her gaping butt with her stiff, saliva-slick cock.

“KYAAAAAAAAAAAH—!” the girl screamed as she came. Her cock jumped as cum jetted all over Tsuruya’s chest.

“Bad girl,” she said, “Cumming without permission.” Yuki whimpered into Tsuruya’s nape, arms tight and locked around the grinning girl’s neck. “Mmm, that’s right…” Tsuruya purred into one ear. “Hold on tight,” Haruhi said, into the other.

Finally, gloriously, both of her holes were pounded full – her minds blanked itself and all she could concentrate on was each earthquake of pleasure that each thrust sent into her. “What a pussy,” Tsuruya panted, bucking her hips up into Yuki’s delightfully responsive cunt. “What a body! I won’t ever be able to get enough! I could do this for hours!”

“…Hours, Yuki-chan,” Haruhi panted, now the one who couldn’t hold back, she slammed her hips into Yuki’s mercilessly, using her pet with glee and mind-consuming pleasure. “Wouldn’t you like that, you beautiful little fuckdoll? Us fucking you, all day, everyday?” She began punctuating every other word with a rough thrust. “You’d….ah! Be reading…AH! But we’d pluck the book out of your hands…ohhhh! And take you were you sat…!”

Tsuruya groaned, thrusting up. “Oh yess!!!”

“You’d spend your waking hours sandwiched between us, with both holes plugged and…”—she bottomed out and left it there, giving short little humps as she hunched over Yuki’s back, her thighs slapping into Yuki’s lovely little butt—“…and you won’t be able to say anything…!”

“YES!” Yuki screamed. “YES! FUCK ME! YES!” and Tsuruya fell in love with the sound. Haruhi grinned into her friend’s arousal-clouded eyes. Me too, she mouthed.

They were both building up a steady rhythm, twin cocks pumping and pistoning in and out, giving her the fucking she’d been denied again and again. Yuki’s back was arched and she was cumming and cumming and – as promised – screaming and wailing her little lungs out.

“Oh Haruhi...Yuki! I can’t…do this…anymore! I think I might…!”

“Such a tight, naughty ass!” Haruhi gasped. She gripped Yuki’s short hair firmly, and jerked her face up and towards her own. Yuki continued squealing her pleasure into Haruhi’s lips, even as she responded eagerly to Haruhi’s hot tongue. “Tsuruya now,” her mistress whispered, pulling up languidly, as her hips continued to buck and fuck into Yuki’s little bum. Yuki hair was still in Haruhi’s firm grip, but the young girl needed no guidance as she dove into Tsuruya’s waiting, open lips. Tsuruya moaned into her mouth, and Haruhi bit her ear, and then, holding nothing back, her two owners raced each other to orgasm.

“Cumming in you, Yuki!” Haruhi said, burying her face in Yuki’s hair as Tsuruya groaned her own declaration into Yuki’s lips. “Tight…!” Her mistress sobbed. “I’m…cumming in your…!” Yuki let out a long, muffled sob…her back arching, stuffed full of meat and cum. Tsuruya broke their kiss and leaned her head back to stare at the ceiling, arching her cock as far as it would go and letting it out there, savoring both the way her cock was being milked - and the sound of Yuki screaming her pleasure to the world.

Sandwiched between two soft pairs of breast and bodies, Yuki's pussy contracted with one of the most powerful orgasms she’d ever felt. She collapsed atop Tsuruya.

Panting as the doll-like girl lay limp across her breasts, Tsuruya rode out the rest of her long orgasm in bliss, Yuki’s cunt squeezing and draining her subserviently. She felt cum running out, down dripping down back onto her groin, and she found her gaze staring into Haruhi’s. Soft lips met in a kiss, with the freshly-fucked body of their pet pressed between them.

They both pulled out of Yuki, cocks half-hard and slick. Haruhi collapsed onto her back, rolling Yuki off Tsuruya, who turned to examine her doll-like features. “Is she…broken?” Tsuruya asked, her tone worried but her face smiling. She kissed the wide-eyed but totally comatose girl on the forehead affectionately. “Good girl.”

Yuki murmured something softly.

“She’ll be fine…"

“...Look at all this cum.” Tsuruya said, dipping a finger in and sucking it clean. Yuki had cum all over her chest. “Mmmm...”

Haruhi took a sample of her own, dipping down and lavishing attention all over Tsuruya's breasts and taut stomach. "That was fun, wasn’t it....?” she said, kissing her way up to Tsuruya’s face and planting a peck on her cheek.

“Uhuh…” Tsuruya said. “…Megas…fun…” She nuzzled Haruhi’s neck, licking sweat and finding little patches of cum.

“…If you enjoyed that…I’m sure you’ll love seeing what Mikuru can do…or what I do to Mikuru…”

“…Just seeing…?"

"Ehehe. She’s my wife, you know.”

“…Like Yuki is ‘your pet’?” Tsuruya asked, her devilish grin bright in Haruhi’s eyes – and almost identical to Haruhi’s own. "...Can you read minds?"

"When I want to...but you know," Haruhi whispered. "You have beautiful hair...shall we keep ourselves busy for a while?” Haruhi suggested, kissing Tsuruya just above the eye.

Tsuruya gasped as Haruhi molested her soft, smooth skin.

“…I do need a clean-up…” She reclined as Haruhi explored her body with her lips, tongue and mouth.

Finally, the host took Tsuruya’s hands in hers and pulled her up, running fingers through her thick, tangled mane of dark green hair. “I’ve waited a long time for this.” Haruhi gave Tsuruya a brief, lingering kiss. “…I really like you.”

“I figured that when you tongued me on the sofa.”

Yuki moaned something unintelligible between them as they fell back onto the bed, pulling each other into a sixty-nine.
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