"Thank you both for coming," Kyoka says, as her fingers hold firmly around your cock, as she looks both you and Momo with a pleading sense of uncertainty. "I appreciate it. I know I said I needed time to think about things, and I think I'm getting close to figuring them out. But I need both of your help. You've been so patient, but I think I'll have an answer for you once this is done." She bit her lip, looking back and forth between you both, a little nervous and frustrated, but you can understand that. It's been a weird few weeks; your confession of feelings to the punk girl came just as Momo's did, and Kyoka found herself confessing not any certain feelings, but lots of confusion. About her sexuality. About her wants.
You and Momo have both waited. Patiently. You both care enough about Kyoka to, and you don't even feel much jealousy toward Momo. Sure, Kyoka moves hastily to kiss her on the lips, but she follows it up with a kiss for you, too. She's here. Staring at your cock as Kyoka holds onto it. Everything feels a bit clear, in truth; you can tell where Kyoka seems to be guiding this, and Momo doesn't exactly seem to be lagging behind on it, either. It's a lot, but you feel eager to see where it goes, insane as it is. Your entire body is tightened up with need and curiosity for what's to come. "I'm happy to do whatever you need us to do," you tell her.
"So am I," Momo says. "Whatever it is." She's ready. Aching. Prepared to face whatever weirdness is coming and preparing herself for this. "We're here."
"I'm glad to hear that," Kyoka sighs. "Because I have a big thing to ask you both. Are you comfortable with having a threesome with me?" It's not the first time she asked. You and Momo are both already naked, after all, as you sit on the edge of Kyoka's bed, cock held firmly. You chalk it up to nerves. Momo seems patient as can be. Both of you agree you're ready for whatever she wants to do, reaffirming your comfort, as you and Momo share little looks with one another that all feel intense and intrigued, pleasures rising harder. There's something curious and hungry to this mess, but you feel ready to accept it, for whatever form it takes. "Momo, will you help me with..." She drifts off, tense and aching, wanting to let herself give in. She just can't say it out loud.
Momo is the one to take the move. Whether it's because she wants to make Kyoka feel better, or because she's fine with your presence here regardless, Momo gives a longing lick up the side of your cock, making it throb in Kyoka's hand, and that's the push she needs. Within seconds, both girls are leaned in around your lap and starting to lick all over your cock, up and down with broad motions of their tongues and a helpless, forward push into pleasures that just can't be helped. You groan under this sudden attention, head rolling back as you feel the mouths begin, and you don't want to hold back the pleasure, don't want to resist the opportunity. "That feels amazing," you groan.
The mouths pamper you. Kyoka's the one to take you in first, sucking your cock down and beginning to pay you plenty of praise and fiery indulgence, a devotion you just can't resist as it all hits you. The pleasure is strong, and you welcome the possibilities, welcome the chance to give in to this all, an unraveling acceptance of desires that hit strong and don't really need to be explained, don't require you to do anything but hold steady while their mouths work with longing caresses against your cock and praise it from base to tip. Kyoka draws back, and Momo takes you into her mouth next, shoving forward and embracing the desire, the pleasure, the utter hunger.
Two gorgeous girls pampering your cock, taking turns praising it back and forth, is a pleasure that just can't be helped. Your groans grow more vocal, and you can see the light brightening in Kyoka's eyes as you and Momo get into this. It's bringing things together, bringing in a pleasure and a hunger that just can't be helped, can't be contained. You want to keep pursuing it and don't feel like you can care about how strange and weird this is all getting. Momo even lets slip a remark of, "This is fun," that feels a bit more ragged than she means to hold onto, the pleasure growing stronger and messier as everything builds. It's an acceptance and a fever that doesn't need to make a lot of sense, because all three of you are suddenly finding a groove and a pleasure that just can't be helped.
You keep sinking deeper, giving in to the pleasures that throb across you and feel like they're becoming too grand to help. Your body begs for sense and for focus, but all you can do is give in deeper, melting under their combined touch and staring on hotter, aching. "You're both really good," you say. You don't know how much else to say, really, and you can't help but want to let this take hold of you. Your cock twitches. Aches. Begs for more of the pleasures growing more drastic and feverish as you let the pleasure hit, and the satisfaction of giving up to it is too powerful to help. Your cock erupts and amid wild, hot groans of pure delight, and as you let go, you cum all over their faces, groaning, bucking, feeding the fever and the surrender without restraint, and they moan in surprise as you give them their reward.
Immediately, they turn in to face one another and begin to lick the cum off of each other's faces, grabbing one another, Kyoka going for Momo's ample chest and Momo's fingers running along Kyoka's lean body as they savour the opposites the other represents. You watch in wide-eyed delight, aching with excitement and desire that wants you to keep going, to give in deeper to this weirdness, and you just can't help yourself. You watch in awe, in patient wait, and prepare yourself for when they're ready for you again.
When Kyoka finally pulls back from the kiss, it's with a request. "Fuck my face," she whines, staring at you with needy eyes. "I liked that. But I want more. Go all out. Even if you want to hold your cock down my throat and choke me a little bit. I want it." It's a hell of a demand, an offer that fills you with emotions and fevers that you're not sure how to deal with, but you feel ready to explore it regardless, rising up from the bed and grabbing her hair in ready embrace now of this insanity. You grab her and slam your way forward in a show of utter ferocity and greed, making her choke as you force your way down into her throat, and it's time to lose control.
Momo watches with wide, hungry eyes as you begin to slam into her face, pounding greedily through wild possibilities, but she gives you the space to do it. You hammer forward, unrelenting and wild as your cock ram forward, as you pound into her and ravage her with a messy show of pure bliss, and there's no reason to hold back. Your hips wind up and pound forward, showing off the feverish bliss and brutality of pounding her raw, tugging at her hair and making a big commotion of this opportunity, of pleasure that now feels too wild and detached from sense to be reasonable. You make Kyoka choke on your cock, and keying into how she's surely asking you without asking you, holding it down her throat and plugging it up a bit, depriving her of air.
Somewhere in the mess of it, Momo sinks down and begins to eat Kyoka out, forcing her legs apart. "She's soaking wet down here. Keep doing that, she loves it," Momo tells you, and that confirms everything you already know, as your greedy slams hasten and you fuck her faster. Rougher. The reckless vigor of your thrusts doesn't feel like it can be slowed, and everything you do hastens your wild race to the bottom as you keep pounding on, loving the way she gives up to you, loving the reckless thrill of pushing her limits. She takes it all, moaning and struggling as you fill her and claim her, and amid all of her drool and her hopeless fever, Kyoka looks like she's having a blast.
You don't stop when you cum. It's more fun to keep going, to hammer on and paint the lining of her throat white as you howl and buck and give up to the pleasures, fierce and reckless as they are, relentless in the pleasure you allow to take you by storm. The desire is greedy and doesn't feel like any of it can be helped, but you hold strong, remain steady, and with eager groans, you let yourself simply melt, let the pleasures guide you deeper. You cum hard, and when you pull back, it's only to fire off those last bits of cum across her face, as she whines for you and wriggles about, ragged, aching, and you assume she's short of breath because of the cock that just rammed down her throat, but then she cums, too.
Momo eats her out to a wild orgasm, and Kyoka nearly hits the floor in ecstasy, gasping as the bliss rushes through her, and she just can't resist it any longer. She's a mess, loud and eager and loving every second of this as she stares up at you. "You're both amazing!" she gasped, and it's becoming clearer by the second what she really wants, and you both feel oddly ready to accept it. "Mm, just... Just lemme lie here and bask in it for a moment."
Momo looks to you with a smile. "Do you want to repay the favour?' she asks.
You bite your lip and nod, leaning back as she climbs onto the bed and climbs onto your face. It's an abrupt way to go, but after ravaging Kyoka with your cock, it feels nice to go for a bit of a change of pace, as she settles in, soft thighs pressing against your head, and you begin to eat the stacked girl out, hand grabbing her hips and her full ass as you melt into this need and into a desire to let yourself give in. You can't be held back, and as you wind up to begin eating her out, your whole body stiffens with an excitement like nothing else, a wanton rush of emotions that just will not be contained.
Her hips begin to rock and grind as she presses against your tongue. Your licks are confident. Forward. Momo sucked your dick, now it feels only fair to eat her pussy, and the pleasure is so strong and so wild that you feel like it's just a matter of paying things back. Or, perhaps, a matter of growing closer. Given Kyoka's blatant, transparent plan, you and Momo are going to have to get a closer, and neither of you seem to mind that too much as you get comfortable with one another physically. You didn't think hers was the pussy you'd be eating out when you came over, but you can't say you mind this possibility too much as your mutual crush lies dazed on the floor, basking in her afterglow.
Back and forth she rocks in grinding delight, and Momo isn't particularly subtle in her moans and her indulgence. Her hands grasp her breasts and shift about, reaching for your head, moving along in motions of pure surrender and excitement. "You're doing a good job at this." Quieter, she says, "If Kyoka goes where I think she will, I don't think I'd mind being with you, too." She bites her lip, smile growing, and you can't resist the pleasure, can't help but hold back amid the pleasure and the hunger that hits. It can't be beat, and you feel yourself give up deeper to emotions that hit just right, that make you burn. You're happy to be here, happy to give in.
And when Momo cums, happy to be of service. She moans loudly, hunger guiding her, bridging her a rush of desire like nothing else. She's loud too, though a bit more restrained, a bit more careful. Confidence surges through you as you get her off, as you make this gorgeous girl who's clearly starting to take a liking to you climax. It's a rush of emotions, and you aren't sure what all of them mean, but as she pulls off of your face and kisses you with the same passion she kisses Kyoka, it all starts to come together in an intensely satisfying way.
"You should come down here and fuck me," Kyoka moans. "I'm glad you're getting along. But that dick needs to be between my legs now, if you don't mind." Kyoka's drawing of your attention and the spread of her legs makes you push forward, and you're not the least bit subtle about how you push on and take charge here.
You're down on the floor in seconds to push against her, and she cries out in wild surprise as your cock shoves into her. You pin her down and begin to hammer forward, shoving into Kyoka with a speed that makes her shriek. Her legs hook in behind yours, keeping you on top of her, but you weren't going anywhere. "Don't worry, I'm not forgetting about you," you groan, letting your hips run wild in the show of pure greed and excitement you're able to inflict upon her, and as you push deeper into her and let your cock fill her up without restraint, there feels like nothing better in the world than this pleasure. You push on stronger. Quicker. The haste carries you, and you're shameless about giving in to all of it. The need is overwhelming, and you simply refuse to be held back.
Momo slips in beside Kyoka, kissing her all over, but her hand gets a bit more playful as she reaches for her throat. "So, you're into this, are you?" she asks, and then squeezes, Kyoka's eyes widening in surprise as one of her crushes begins to choke her, but the way her pussy tightens around your cock says it all. "I don't mind indulging a bit. You look even cuter when you can't breathe, and I think that was possible." She pushes in for more kisses, and very quickly, the pleasure is becoming even more frayed and overwhelming, bringing on rushes of delight and hunger that simply will not be stopped. You fuck harder as you watch Momo take charge, as before long, the two of you are indulging in Kyoka and dominating her.
It's a double-teaming she seems to be overwhelmed by. The moans she lets out as Momo lightens up the squeezes on her throat are as loud as can be. She doesn't try to hide the pleasures hitting her, doesn't try to contain the vocal glee ripping through her as every twisting second of this indulgence hits harder. The surrender and the acceptance behind this lust is all too good to resist, and you're unafraid of keeping up this strange mess, unafraid of breaking down her thoughts and plunging her deep into the surrender. Your hips are almost moving without restraint or sense; everything you do is driven. Harsh. You want her to give in, and the pleasure grows more reckless with each pass.
Together, you and Momo push Kyoka to another powerful orgasm, testing her limits and overwhelming her with the forward push of your depraved intentions, burying her under so much aimless, frantic pleasure and need that she clearly can't handle any of it. You challenge her to hold onto herself, and in turn, she challenges you not to lose yourself inside of her as her pussy begs around your cock. It's a fight she loses, but in the best of ways, as you bury yourself forward and fill her with hot spurts of molten spunk, your cum erupting into the greedy hole and making her squeal in pleading heat for this pleasure, begging and writhing as you fill her up with cum, as you make her give in to these desires. It's too strong for her to handle, and you feel overwhelmed now, overcome by desire. By lust.
"You came inside," Kyoka whines, writhing on the floor. The hand leaves her throat, Momo letting her breathe again, for how much that's mercy. "Fuck. I'm so hot. I need more. Please, show me what you can do. I'm so horny. You can fuck me harder. I want it."
"I have a better idea," Momo says, and pulls away. "Fuck me instead, and then we'll make Kyoka eat it out while you fuck her." She looks over her shoulder. "It's clear you don't only want both of us, you want us to dominate you. Well, that's exactly what we'll do. You can watch as I get fucked, and you can worship whatever part of me you want to while I do." Momo pushes up against you, and the utter depravity in her actions drives you mad. You welcome it, hands going to her hips as you pull her onto you and start to indulge harder, kiss her again as she sits on your cock and the pleasures begin anew, wild expressions of reckless lust and need that don't have to be controlled or answered for. They just burn brightly. Ache. Throb with the ecstasy and the lust that hits too strong to help.
As Momo rides you, Kyoka slips in underneath her arm. You expect her to be coming to get at her breasts as they rub against your chest with each bounce, but she zeroes in on something else and instead begins to lick Momo's arm pit. It catches both of you wildly off guard, but her tongue is devoted and firm as she laps away. It's a shock, and you don't know exactly how to respond to it, but you find yourself overcome by emotions strong enough to leave you craving more. You keep pushing, indulging in the possibilities and wanting to see how far you can take it, thrusting into the embrace of Momo's pussy while you dive in toward her other arm pit. Honestly, you can't deny its allure, in a weird way, and as Kyoka indulges in it, you feel ready now to admit and to open up to this.
"Well this is unexpected," Momo moans, head rolling back as she lets out delighted little gasps of delight. She rides you harder, bouncing atop your lap and giving in stronger, a mess of pleasure and heat that doesn't want to let up. All as your tongue slithers and laps at her pit, as Kyoka does the same to the other, both of you revering her body and adoring her with as much desire and strength as you can muster. The pleasure is overwhelming, overbearing, and it leaves the dizzy truth behind this moment to plunge all three of you into needier, hotter moaning, Momo bouncing faster atop your lap as the desperation swells and everything hits without sense or care. There's no way to control the downward spiral now.
Every confident moan and swell and pulse of pure delight and desire hits with such strength that it's almost too good to believe. You hold strong and give in, groaning with the utmost satisfaction and accepting the wild pleasure. Her pussy begs around your cock, and you can't resist the pulsating bliss, the pleasures hot and senseless and primal. You give in to it all, moaning loud and hot and surrendering fully. Your cock erupts, pumping her full of sticky, messy cum and pushing Momo to give in, writhing harder, needier, giving in fully. The pleasure is too grand to help, your bodies clinging together as the shaky, erupting bliss hits you square-on, overwhelming desires shuddering up through your body. All the while, you and Kyoka keep licking, Momo's entire body tense and shivering under so much pleasure and pressure that she clearly doesn't want to give up so easily. It's a mess, but the mess is coming on just like you need it, a thrill you savour and crave more and more as she rocks and shivers atop you.
"That was amazing," she moans, and Momo's shaky, clingy push against you is only getting firmer. There's an unmistakable need about the way she presses up tight against you, and the way she pulls an arm in around Kyoka's body and tugs her in, too. She's just as eager for this as Kyoka is, and you didn't exactly need warming up in the first place to whatever's beginning here.
"Did you still want to make Kyoka eat it out of you, or was that just an excuse to sit in my lap?"
"I want to eat it out," Kyoka moans, pushing herself in tighter, peppering Momo in pleading kisses. "I want to suck it all out. Momo, let me eat cum out of you, please."
Momo's smile widens as she draws off of you, and Kyoka slips greedily right into the middle of you two, slipping down and guiding herself into a position that lets her get at Momo's dripping pussy, already leaking with your cum. She licks it up, all while settling her butt into your lap with greedy, aggressive need, a desire and a hunger that you are all too welcoming of, groaning as your hands settle onto her hips and you start to push into her, as you and Momo share the girl who brought you both together, using her at either end and indulging. Momo grips at her hair as hard as she can, and she might not be able to fuck it with the same viciousness you did, but she can grind against her with enough aggression and fever to make up for it.
There's no restraining the pleasures and possibilities here. You and Momo both have your intentions firmly upon Kyoka, fixated and aggressive as you hammer forward and Momo rolls her hips, and the moans come on quick. Swift. Kyoka is right there to lick away, moaning, "This tastes amazing!" as she combines both her crushes into one feverish expression if bliss, a desire and a heat that cannot be contained. Nothing about this is very reasonable, but you feel eager to lean into it, giving up to this stronger and more feverish heat, a vicious pulse of greed that doesn't want to let up, and the two of you remain thoroughly committed, devoted, pumping forward in ragged expressions of delight as you use her harder. Kyoka is doing her best to take it. To handle you both at your most intense.
The reckless fever and delight that keeps spiking up through you both is only getting fiercer. Your hips don't let up. The pleasure is unbearable ecstasy, and neither you nor Momo are able to contain your aggressions, as you keep subjecting Kyoka to the mot you can. Fierce thrusts and an enduring sense of ragged surrender keep pushing you. It's too much to believe, but the pleasure is only getting better. Hotter. Staring over the punk you both use, your and Momo's eyes seize and line up, staring into each other as the reckless excitement inside of you grows. Both of you are shameless. Forward. Ready to make the most of these pleasures and push her to the limit.
And Kyoka seems ready to give up to everything about the limit. With a shaky pulse of raw bliss and fever, she cums hard between the two of you, grabbing Momo in clumsy, fumbling shows of acceptance and concession, howling as her head rolls back, and Momo shoves her between her legs again, groaning something about her not being done yet as she grinds harder. You and Momo keep going a bit further, and find yourselves coming undone quickly after, loud and confident as you cum hard and with vocal delight, a fierce show of all the pleasures waiting inside of you both. It's wicked. Wild. You're happy to top her up with another load of cum and hold yourself in tight against her as she trembles between the two of you.
Kyoka's shaky and hazy acceptance of these pleasures is its own form of enticing, but you're sure Momo knows just as well as you do what's coming next as finally, Kyoka speaks up, and says, "I think I've made up my mind." The two of you share a look as Kyoka tries to straighten yourself out, fumbling about, grabbing at you, and finally asking, "Would you both be willing to date me? A-and maybe each other, if you wanted to?"
It's cute how Kyoka seems to be ten minutes behind her own confession.