Rave seized the moment while John was still stunned by the opportunity. Right there, right then, a deflowering in the middle of the forest? Did adrenaline do that much to her?
Not burdened by such doubts, Rave descended on the gunslinger. Hips were straddled and hair brushed back. The two gorgeous women, one so bright in her appearance and choice of clothing, the other so dark, gazed at each other. Even then, Victoria’s green eyes retained their usual hardness. “Last chance to change your mind, Vicky,” Rave purred.
“Shut up and continue,” the black haired woman mumbled, a hint of eroticism in her voice. The two slowly leaned towards one another. There was a hesitance there, mixed with an erotic exploration of the unknown. It must have been the first time either of them kissed another woman.
When their lips met, it was chaste. For all of two seconds, then Rave demandingly pushed against the pale pink lips of Victoria. Mouths opened wider and wider, until tongues joined the mixture. Wet smacking of moving lips and the little gasps of making out filled the summer air with a different kind of heat.
Rave kept pushing, manoeuvering Victoria first out of her leather jacket and then gliding a hand under the woman’s shirt. Centimetre for centimetre, John got to see the shapely midriff of the 21-year-old woman. Like Rave, she was in prime condition, her skin flawlessly smooth, her muscles subtly visible. Soon the black fabric of the shirt was pushed over the sizable mounds of the gunslinger’s breasts, revealing a plain beige bra.
Skillfully, Rave unhooked the piece of underwear and yanked it aside. Soft smooth hills, crowned by peachy pink areola jiggled into view. As the techno lover kneaded those large breasts, the kiss continued. Above, the perfect ass wiggled enticingly.
To say John had a hard-on was an understatement. All blood that could fit in it had transformed his cock into a steel rod. There was his girlfriend, making out with another woman, and both had their legs parted for him to join.
Rave broke the contact with Victoria’s lips only to kiss her way down her neck. Skipping over the pushed-up shirt, she soon arrived at the gunslinger’s breasts. Her nimble tongue drew little circles around the erect nipples. “Say, tiger, ya want me to have tits like this?” Rave smiled over her shoulder, cupping and jiggling one of Victoria’s breasts. “Big, bouncy and soft?”
“Well… kinda?” John found the courage to speak up. “Are you still annoyed by what I said back then or are you just teasing me?”
“Little bit of both?” Rave suggested with a giggle and peeled out of her pants and panties. “Ya still owe me for this morning.”
That was the last straw that broke the hesitation’s back. Stepping forwards, he knelt down on the forest floor. If this was happening, he would not say no. He trailed a hand up Victoria’s leather-clad thigh. The smooth material was warm from the supple flesh underneath. His digits jumped from her legs to Rave’s. Taking her naked waist in his hands, the Gamer leaned in, just as his girlfriend’s hand pushed into the tight confines of Victoria’s pants.
Two sharp moans filled the forest. One of a virgin feeling the touch of another woman, the other of a girlfriend getting penetrated by the seasoned tongue of her boyfriend. She was as wet as he was hard. They were equally turned on by the situation. Whether this was the beginning of his harem or just a casual threesome, John had no idea, but it was the realization of a deep craving regardless.
Fervently, he licked and teased Rave’s cunt. The note of peppermint overpowered the smells of the forest. Sweet sounds, sweeter than he would have thought the ever-displeased Victoria could produce, filled the forest.
John glanced over to a nearby pebble on the ground and cast Possession. He was far from displeased with his current position, pressed into Rave’s perfectly round ass, but he wanted to see more of what was happening. The position of the rock allowed him a different viewing angle.
Rave was moving back and forth between playing with Victoria’s large breasts and exchanging deep kisses. Hips pushing off the ground, the raven-haired woman grinded her hips against Rave’s fingers. Their expressions became gradually more depraved. Rave eventually stopped moving entirely, too busy wiggling her bubble butt against his face to do more than finger Victoria mindlessly.
A gush of pussy juice was the announcement of his girlfriend’s peaking bliss. Lapping it all up, John kept pressing her weak spots at a constant pace. Fingers pressed into the surface of her tense butt. He tongue fucked her through her orgasm, coaxing screams from her that made the woman underneath stare with envy and disbelief. If it had only been a spur of the moment decision until then, it was a certain decision now.
“Sto-“ Rave’s word was interrupted by her own moan, but he caught enough for him to slow his oral service and stop entirely after a few seconds. “Hmmm, aren’t you ever the pleaser, tiger,” she purred with post-orgasmic tranquillity. Down below, Victoria whimpered. She couldn’t have been too far herself.
“And who pleases me?” John asked in a deep, needful way.
“I wonder?” Rave laughed and turned around. The lips that had made out with another woman were now pressed on his. A love was within that gesture, a passion that was much stronger than the sapphic engagement he could still taste on her. They exchanged a short, deep kiss. All the while, Rave pushed against him, slowly making him lie down on his back. “Ya trust me?”
“With all I have,” John confirmed.
Rave flashed him a grin, then pulled away. With a few swift grasps, she opened up his pants and pulled them down far enough to unveil his manhood. It was still a strange sensation to look at his dick and feel a distant sense of pride about it. It was of a decent size, clean and hairless, and stood perfectly upright.
“So, Vicky, ya wanna watch me take care of John’s little problem?” Rave asked, giving his cock a few sensual pumps. “Or you wanna try it for yourself?”
“Don’t call me that again,” Victoria demanded, her tone still lustful. Rapidly, she got rid of her leather pants and the plain underwear right with it. She had nice and thick thighs and an apple bottom that may not have been quite as curvy as Rave’s, but was still shapely and round. Fully discarding the rest of her clothes, she stood naked next to his girlfriend, large breasts slumping in all their firm softness. Her cunt was of a reddish pink colour, a tuft of black hair around it, soaked with her pussy juice.
When she began to squat down, Rave backed away. Biting her lower lip, the pink haired, pear shaped bombshell just watched while Victoria aligned his dick with her entrance. John reached out and squeezed Rave’s ass. She trembled in excitement. What better reaction could he have asked for from the love of his life, watching another woman deflower herself on his cock?
Victoria sank down slowly. She wasn’t quite as tight as Rave had been during their first time, a tad confusing but all bodies were different. Clenching hot walls enveloped him bit for bit. No hymen, it must have been broken either by toys or other activity – John’s sexual fantasies hoped it was the former.
“Ooooh, yeeeeees,” Victoria moaned, her eyelids fluttering. She tilted forwards, until her squat transitioned to kneeling. Deeper and deeper, she took him inside. Her mouth was wide open. Her tits dangled from her chest, two teardrop shapes of softness. When she was all the way down, she stopped and spasmed. Muscles tensed and released all over.
Her first penetration had pushed the Slavic woman all the way to orgasm.
“Did you plan that?” John asked his girlfriend breathily.
“I wish I did, that’s hot.” Rave licked the taste of Victoria’s juices off her fingers and trembled. “Alright, ya got the view, now I get my girlfriend privileges.”
John didn’t need to ask what she meant by that. Swiftly, she straddled his face, gave him that wondrous view of up her flat tummy, and up to the firm rises of her petite chest. Beyond that, she smiled, while running her hands through his hair. Without a single word, he pushed his tongue back into her delicious cunt.
From the side, he still got to see Victoria as she put her hands on the ground for stability. She was trembling, barely started to go back to contain herself. With animalistic vigour, she raised her hips and plunged back down, sending a ripple through her body that made her delectable tits bounce.
The motions got ever more daring, ever more intense. Each bounce was accompanied by louder and louder moans. There was an expression of disbelief, changing back and forth with the typical sternness. Only lust was constant and it grew more intense as the former virgin rode him on a wild chase of her next orgasm.
Rave, similarly, pressed against his lips. Where Victoria was slouched forwards, his girlfriend’s spine was arched. The curve of her stomach pulled the smooth skin taut and made her midriff a heavenly landscape of little definitions. “Yes, tiger! Ri-i-iiiight there,” she gasped encouragingly.
Victoria had her second orgasm first. Riding him, while he thrust up into her, she slammed down on him one last time and then went rigid. The folds all around him quivered and clenched, rubbing the length of his cock with all their drenched heat. It was all he needed to cum himself. Spurt after spurt of cum, pumping up into one woman’s cunt while he continued to eat out the one that let him have a harem.
Rave’s breathing accelerated. Hearing Victoria’s orgasmic gasps, no screams sadly, must have made her own bliss surge ahead. Loudly, she moaned, animating herself until she joined her boyfriend and the gunslinger in orgasm. All three of them were tense, their sexes overflowing. John’s balls kept tensing as he lost himself in the undiluted joy that was pumping a woman full with wave after wave of thick cum.
After what felt like an eternity, he sunk back to the ground. The absence of ecstasy made him all too aware of the little pine needles and leaf litter poking his butt. A knowing, trembling grin was shot down at him. “Next time you’re on the bottom,” John told his girlfriend.
“Nuh-uh – if ya want to have sex in the forest, you can risk rolling onto a pinecone,” she bantered then looked over her shoulder. What she saw, the still trembling and barely balanced form of Victoria, made his girlfriend visibly quiver with an aftershock.
Unceremoniously, Victoria suddenly got up. Then, she marched over to her clothes and started dressing. ‘I really don’t get this girl,’ John thought. ‘I also never really got Rave… am I getting this lucky twice?’
“I guarantee ya got an Achievement for this, tiger,” Rave purred, pulling his thoughts elsewhere.
Rave seized the moment while John was still stunned by the opportunity. Right there, right then, a deflowering in the middle of the forest? Did adrenaline do that much to her?
Not burdened by such doubts, Rave descended on the gunslinger. Hips were straddled and hair brushed back. The two gorgeous women, one so bright in her appearance and choice of clothing, the other so dark, gazed at each other. Even then, Victoria’s green eyes retained their usual hardness. “Last chance to change your mind, Vicky,” Rave purred.
“Shut up and continue,” the black haired woman mumbled, a hint of eroticism in her voice. The two slowly leaned towards one another. There was a hesitance there, mixed with an erotic exploration of the unknown. It must have been the first time either of them kissed another woman.
When their lips met, it was chaste. For all of two seconds, then Rave demandingly pushed against the pale pink lips of Victoria. Mouths opened wider and wider, until tongues joined the mixture. Wet smacking of moving lips and the little gasps of making out filled the summer air with a different kind of heat.
Rave kept pushing, manoeuvering Victoria first out of her leather jacket and then gliding a hand under the woman’s shirt. Centimetre for centimetre, John got to see the shapely midriff of the 21-year-old woman. Like Rave, she was in prime condition, her skin flawlessly smooth, her muscles subtly visible. Soon the black fabric of the shirt was pushed over the sizable mounds of the gunslinger’s breasts, revealing a plain beige bra.
Skillfully, Rave unhooked the piece of underwear and yanked it aside. Soft smooth hills, crowned by peachy pink areola jiggled into view. As the techno lover kneaded those large breasts, the kiss continued. Above, the perfect ass wiggled enticingly.
To say John had a hard-on was an understatement. All blood that could fit in it had transformed his cock into a steel rod. There was his girlfriend, making out with another woman, and both had their legs parted for him to join.
Rave broke the contact with Victoria’s lips only to kiss her way down her neck. Skipping over the pushed-up shirt, she soon arrived at the gunslinger’s breasts. Her nimble tongue drew little circles around the erect nipples. “Say, tiger, ya want me to have tits like this?” Rave smiled over her shoulder, cupping and jiggling one of Victoria’s breasts. “Big, bouncy and soft?”
“Well… kinda?” John found the courage to speak up. “Are you still annoyed by what I said back then or are you just teasing me?”
“Little bit of both?” Rave suggested with a giggle and peeled out of her pants and panties. “Ya still owe me for this morning.”
That was the last straw that broke the hesitation’s back. Stepping forwards, he knelt down on the forest floor. If this was happening, he would not say no. He trailed a hand up Victoria’s leather-clad thigh. The smooth material was warm from the supple flesh underneath. His digits jumped from her legs to Rave’s. Taking her naked waist in his hands, the Gamer leaned in, just as his girlfriend’s hand pushed into the tight confines of Victoria’s pants.
Two sharp moans filled the forest. One of a virgin feeling the touch of another woman, the other of a girlfriend getting penetrated by the seasoned tongue of her boyfriend. She was as wet as he was hard. They were equally turned on by the situation. Whether this was the beginning of his harem or just a casual threesome, John had no idea, but it was the realization of a deep craving regardless.
Fervently, he licked and teased Rave’s cunt. The note of peppermint overpowered the smells of the forest. Sweet sounds, sweeter than he would have thought the ever-displeased Victoria could produce, filled the forest.
John glanced over to a nearby pebble on the ground and cast Possession. He was far from displeased with his current position, pressed into Rave’s perfectly round ass, but he wanted to see more of what was happening. The position of the rock allowed him a different viewing angle.
Rave was moving back and forth between playing with Victoria’s large breasts and exchanging deep kisses. Hips pushing off the ground, the raven-haired woman grinded her hips against Rave’s fingers. Their expressions became gradually more depraved. Rave eventually stopped moving entirely, too busy wiggling her bubble butt against his face to do more than finger Victoria mindlessly.
A gush of pussy juice was the announcement of his girlfriend’s peaking bliss. Lapping it all up, John kept pressing her weak spots at a constant pace. Fingers pressed into the surface of her tense butt. He tongue fucked her through her orgasm, coaxing screams from her that made the woman underneath stare with envy and disbelief. If it had only been a spur of the moment decision until then, it was a certain decision now.
“Sto-“ Rave’s word was interrupted by her own moan, but he caught enough for him to slow his oral service and stop entirely after a few seconds. “Hmmm, aren’t you ever the pleaser, tiger,” she purred with post-orgasmic tranquillity. Down below, Victoria whimpered. She couldn’t have been too far herself.
“And who pleases me?” John asked in a deep, needful way.
“I wonder?” Rave laughed and turned around. The lips that had made out with another woman were now pressed on his. A love was within that gesture, a passion that was much stronger than the sapphic engagement he could still taste on her. They exchanged a short, deep kiss. All the while, Rave pushed against him, slowly making him lie down on his back. “Ya trust me?”
“With all I have,” John confirmed.
Rave flashed him a grin, then pulled away. With a few swift grasps, she opened up his pants and pulled them down far enough to unveil his manhood. It was still a strange sensation to look at his dick and feel a distant sense of pride about it. It was of a decent size, clean and hairless, and stood perfectly upright.
“So, Vicky, ya wanna watch me take care of John’s little problem?” Rave asked, giving his cock a few sensual pumps. “Or you wanna try it for yourself?”
“Don’t call me that again,” Victoria demanded, her tone still lustful. Rapidly, she got rid of her leather pants and the plain underwear right with it. She had nice and thick thighs and an apple bottom that may not have been quite as curvy as Rave’s, but was still shapely and round. Fully discarding the rest of her clothes, she stood naked next to his girlfriend, large breasts slumping in all their firm softness. Her cunt was of a reddish pink colour, a tuft of black hair around it, soaked with her pussy juice.
When she began to squat down, Rave backed away. Biting her lower lip, the pink haired, pear shaped bombshell just watched while Victoria aligned his dick with her entrance. John reached out and squeezed Rave’s ass. She trembled in excitement. What better reaction could he have asked for from the love of his life, watching another woman deflower herself on his cock?
Victoria sank down slowly. She wasn’t quite as tight as Rave had been during their first time, a tad confusing but all bodies were different. Clenching hot walls enveloped him bit for bit. No hymen, it must have been broken either by toys or other activity – John’s sexual fantasies hoped it was the former.
“Ooooh, yeeeeees,” Victoria moaned, her eyelids fluttering. She tilted forwards, until her squat transitioned to kneeling. Deeper and deeper, she took him inside. Her mouth was wide open. Her tits dangled from her chest, two teardrop shapes of softness. When she was all the way down, she stopped and spasmed. Muscles tensed and released all over.
Her first penetration had pushed the Slavic woman all the way to orgasm.
“Did you plan that?” John asked his girlfriend breathily.
“I wish I did, that’s hot.” Rave licked the taste of Victoria’s juices off her fingers and trembled. “Alright, ya got the view, now I get my girlfriend privileges.”
John didn’t need to ask what she meant by that. Swiftly, she straddled his face, gave him that wondrous view of up her flat tummy, and up to the firm rises of her petite chest. Beyond that, she smiled, while running her hands through his hair. Without a single word, he pushed his tongue back into her delicious cunt.
From the side, he still got to see Victoria as she put her hands on the ground for stability. She was trembling, barely started to go back to contain herself. With animalistic vigour, she raised her hips and plunged back down, sending a ripple through her body that made her delectable tits bounce.
The motions got ever more daring, ever more intense. Each bounce was accompanied by louder and louder moans. There was an expression of disbelief, changing back and forth with the typical sternness. Only lust was constant and it grew more intense as the former virgin rode him on a wild chase of her next orgasm.
Rave, similarly, pressed against his lips. Where Victoria was slouched forwards, his girlfriend’s spine was arched. The curve of her stomach pulled the smooth skin taut and made her midriff a heavenly landscape of little definitions. “Yes, tiger! Ri-i-iiiight there,” she gasped encouragingly.
Victoria had her second orgasm first. Riding him, while he thrust up into her, she slammed down on him one last time and then went rigid. The folds all around him quivered and clenched, rubbing the length of his cock with all their drenched heat. It was all he needed to cum himself. Spurt after spurt of cum, pumping up into one woman’s cunt while he continued to eat out the one that let him have a harem.
Rave’s breathing accelerated. Hearing Victoria’s orgasmic gasps, no screams sadly, must have made her own bliss surge ahead. Loudly, she moaned, animating herself until she joined her boyfriend and the gunslinger in orgasm. All three of them were tense, their sexes overflowing. John’s balls kept tensing as he lost himself in the undiluted joy that was pumping a woman full with wave after wave of thick cum.
After what felt like an eternity, he sunk back to the ground. The absence of ecstasy made him all too aware of the little pine needles and leaf litter poking his butt. A knowing, trembling grin was shot down at him. “Next time you’re on the bottom,” John told his girlfriend.
“Nuh-uh – if ya want to have sex in the forest, you can risk rolling onto a pinecone,” she bantered then looked over her shoulder. What she saw, the still trembling and barely balanced form of Victoria, made his girlfriend visibly quiver with an aftershock.
Unceremoniously, Victoria suddenly got up. Then, she marched over to her clothes and started dressing. ‘I really don’t get this girl,’ John thought. ‘I also never really got Rave… am I getting this lucky twice?’
“I guarantee ya got an Achievement for this, tiger,” Rave purred, pulling his thoughts elsewhere.
