Yu sank onto him and the sound that came out of her filled the room.
A raw, surprised "OH" that cracked at the edges because she'd been wet since the foreplay and his cock stretched her open in one smooth drop and she hadn't braced for how full it felt after all that buildup.
Her hands grabbed his shoulders. Her thighs clenched against his hips. Blonde hair fell around both their faces and she was panting already, mouth open, green eyes wide.
Midnight's hand pressed flat between Riku's shoulder blades from behind.
"Lay her down," she said.
Riku wrapped one arm around Yu's waist and tipped forward. Yu's back hit the mattress and she gasped at the angle change, his cock shifting inside her, deeper. Her legs came up instinctively. He caught them and pushed them over his shoulders and the new depth made her spine arch off the bed.
"AH. Oh fuck. That's- nn-"
Her heels pressed against his back. Her hair fanned across the pillow, blonde strands catching the lamplight. Her face was flushed from her chest to her ears and she was looking up at him with her lip between her teeth and her brow creased and her green eyes wet. The woman who ran every room she walked into, pinned underneath him with her legs over his shoulders and no words left.
Midnight moved to his right side. Not touching Yu. Touching him. Her palm slid up his spine, over the muscle bunching in his back, her nails dragging lightly as she settled beside them on the bed. Her body pressed against his arm, breasts warm against his bicep, her mouth finding the space below his ear.
Her aroma was concentrated this close. It fogged the edges of his vision, made Yu's body underneath him sharper, the wet heat gripping his cock impossible to think past.
"Slow," Midnight said. Her breath was hot against his neck. "Let her feel the stretch."
He pulled back. Slow. Yu's grip on his shoulders tightened, her body clenching around him as he withdrew, the wet sound of it audible in the quiet room. He stopped with just the head inside her.
Yu's hips twitched. "Don't you dare-"
He pushed back in. All the way. Slow.
Her mouth opened and nothing came out for two seconds. Then a shaky "nn" that she bit off behind her teeth.
Midnight's fingers traced down his back, following the rhythm she was setting through his body. "Again. Same speed."
He pulled back. Pushed in. Midnight's pace, not Yu's. Every inch of withdrawal tracked in Yu's expression, every inch of return visible in the way her eyes fluttered and her stomach muscles clenched and her pussy gripped him tighter on the instroke, trying to keep him.
"Ah- come on- faster-"
"Not yet." Midnight's mouth curved against his ear. She was watching Yu's face over his shoulder. "Watch her breathing."
Riku watched. Yu's chest rising and falling, getting faster. Her ribs expanding with each breath, the flush spreading down from her collarbones. Her nipples hard, her stomach tight, the muscles in her thighs trembling against his shoulders.
He kept the pace Midnight set. Slow. Deep. Each thrust bottoming out inside Yu with a wet sound that got louder as she got wetter.
He couldn't stop watching her face. Every reaction she usually buried under commentary was right there because she couldn't talk fast enough to outrun what her body was doing. Her mouth fell open when he pushed deep. Her brow creased when he pulled back. Her green eyes went glassy when he hit the angle that made her hips jerk and her cunt clench around him so hard he felt it in his teeth.
Midnight saw it too. "There. That angle. Hold it."
He tilted his hips and drove in at the same angle. Yu's back arched and a sound ripped out of her that she didn't choose. "HYA- nn- ah-"
"Again," Midnight said.
He did it again. Same angle. Same depth. Yu's hands left his shoulders and grabbed the sheets, fisting them, her knuckles going white. Her legs were shaking against his shoulders.
"She's close," Midnight said. Her voice had dropped half a register. Her aroma was thicker now, pulsing in time with Yu's breathing. "Her thighs are shaking. Can you feel her tightening?"
He could. Yu's pussy was clenching around him in rhythmic contractions she had no control over, her walls squeezing his cock on every inward stroke, releasing on every withdrawal. She was soaking. He could feel her wetness running down his balls, hear the squelch of each thrust between her broken moans.
"Ah- ah- right there- don't- nn-"
Midnight's hand slid around his hip. Her fingers pressed against his lower stomach, guiding the angle of his next thrust by touch. Her other hand was on his back, nails digging in when he drove deep.
"Faster now," she said.
He dropped the slow pace. His hips snapped forward and Yu screamed. The source of this chapter is g.com.
The real one. The one that cracked in the middle and dissolved into sobbing breaths because his cock was hitting the spot Midnight had found and he wasn't stopping.
"AH- AH- nn- oh god- oh fuck- right- THERE-"
The bed groaned under them. Yu's hair was plastered to her sweaty face. Her makeup was smearing, mascara starting to run from the tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Her mouth was open and her tongue was visible and she was drooling slightly and she didn't care, couldn't care, because his cock was slamming into her at the angle Midnight picked and every thrust made her whole body jolt.
Midnight's breath against his neck was getting faster. She was pressing harder against his arm, her body hot, her aroma flooding the room in waves she wasn't regulating anymore. Her fingers on his hip were guiding his depth, controlling his last inch of penetration.
"Deeper," she said. Her voice cracked on the word. She cleared her throat. "She can take it."
He drove deeper and Yu's eyes rolled. Her legs locked around his neck. "AH- I'm- nn- NNAH-"
She went quiet. The loudest woman in any room, silent for one breath. Her face frozen, mouth open, eyes wide, every muscle in her body rigid.
Her back arched so hard only her shoulders touched the mattress. Her legs clamped around his neck and her walls squeezed his cock so tight he saw white and a sound ripped out of her that wasn't a word or a scream but something animal that bounced off the ceiling and filled the apartment.
Midnight's hand on his hip pressed hard. "Now. All the way."
He buried himself inside Yu and came.
Yu felt it. The heat, the pulse, his cock throbbing inside her, and her body clenched harder before her brain caught up. Her hips tilted to take everything, legs pulling him deeper, hands leaving the sheets to grab his arms. "Nn- oh- oh god- nn-" Her walls milked him in waves she wasn't choosing to make and she could feel the cum filling her, hot and thick, and her pussy squeezed tighter.
Flushed deep red, mascara running, sweat matting her hair to her forehead, tears at her temples. She was looking up at him with glazed green eyes and her mouth was moving. Nothing came out.
Midnight's hand on his hip didn't move until the last pulse. Her breathing was audible now. Fast and controlled through her nose, but fast.
Riku stayed inside Yu. Her body was still gripping him in waves, the aftershocks rolling through her. The wet sound when she shifted her hips was obscene in the quiet room.
Yu's legs slid off his shoulders and fell open on the mattress. She was staring at the ceiling, chest heaving, a thin line of drool at the corner of her mouth that she would have been mortified about if her brain was online.
"How," she said. Her voice was wrecked. Hoarse and small. "How did she know what- nn- how-"
Midnight sat up beside them. Her composure was holding but the seams were visible. Flush creeping up her neck. Aroma so thick the room tasted like her. Her dark hair was slightly mussed from pressing against Riku's back.
"Experience," she said. Then, quieter, looking at where Riku was still buried inside Yu: "And attention."
He pulled back and out of her. His cock slick and glistening, a string of cum and her wetness connecting them for a second before it broke. Yu whimpered. Cum leaked from her immediately, white against her flushed pink skin, pooling on the sheets. Her pussy was swollen, clenching around nothing, and she reached down between her legs without thinking and pressed her fingers there like she was trying to hold it in.
She lay there spread open and spent. Her legs were still shaking. She wiped drool from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand and stared at the ceiling.
Riku was still hard. The Vitality Drain had been pulling energy the whole time, low-level, feeding off the sex. His recovery was already kicking in. His cock was slick with cum and her wetness and it twitched against his stomach and Yu saw it and her green eyes widened.
"You're not- how are you still-"
"Get up," Midnight said to her.
Yu blinked. "What."
"Get up. Climb on him."
Midnight's hand pressed against Riku's chest, pushing him onto his back. He went. The sheets were damp beneath him. Midnight positioned herself behind him as he lay back, shifting so his head rested against her stomach, her thighs on either side of his shoulders. She leaned forward, her hair falling around his face, her body curved over his.
Her breasts pressed against the top of his head. Her aroma surrounded him, concentrated, everywhere.
"Cowgirl," she told Yu. "You know how."
Yu pushed herself up on shaking arms. Her legs were unsteady. She crawled over Riku's body, straddled his hips, reached down between them.
Her fingers wrapped around his cock. Slick, familiar. She positioned him.
"I know how," Yu said. Her voice was still wrecked but the competitive edge was clawing its way back. She could feel Midnight behind Riku, the way Midnight's body framed his, the way Midnight's hands were already on his chest, waiting.
Yu sank onto him.
Re-entry. His cum from the first round was still inside her and his cock pushed through it, the friction different, wetter, the sound louder. She could feel the mess he'd left in her shifting as he filled her again and the sensation made her face crumple. Her walls gripped him differently now, swollen and oversensitive, every ridge of his cock registering. Enjoying the story? Read on at NovelPing.
"Nn. Oh. That's- it's more-"
"You're more sensitive after an orgasm," Midnight said from behind Riku. Her voice was clinical but her fingers on his chest were pressing too hard and her hips had been rocking against his shoulders for the last thirty seconds. "The extra lubrication changes the sensation. Ride through it."
"I know how to ride, thanks." Yu's hips rolled. She planted her hands on Riku's stomach and started to move.
Midnight's hands slid up Riku's chest, finding his pecs, her fingers spreading. She whispered to him while Yu rode. Instructions that translated through his body into his grip on Yu's hips.
"When she leans forward, tilt up."
Yu leaned forward. Riku tilted his hips up. His cock hit different and Yu's rhythm broke. Her mouth opened. "Ah- what- nn-"
"When her thighs tighten, pull her down harder."
Yu's thighs tightened. Riku's hands gripped her hips and pulled her down onto him, hard, and a broken moan punched out of her.
"AH- how is he- you're telling him- you're-" Yu's face went red. She could hear it. Every perfect stroke, every impossible angle was Midnight's voice in his ear and Midnight's fingers on his body and Yu was getting fucked by two people and only one of them was inside her and the worst part was that knowing it made her wetter.
Her hips moved faster.
Midnight's mouth was at Riku's ear. "She's wetter. Can you hear it?"
He could. The sound of Yu riding him was obscene. Slick, rhythmic slapping, her ass coming down on his thighs with enough force to shake the bed, the wet noise of his cock pushing through his own cum inside her getting louder with every stroke. Yu's moaning had degraded from words to syllables. "Ah- nn- ah- fuck- nn-"
Her hands on his stomach were slipping, palms sweaty. Her tits bounced with every downstroke, her hair sticking to her shoulders, her mouth hanging open. She'd stopped trying to run the show three thrusts ago and now she was just riding him, grinding down hard on every drop, her clit rubbing against his pelvis, chasing it.
Midnight was breathing hard behind him. He could feel her chest moving against the back of his head, her nipples stiff against his scalp. Her fingers had stopped directing and were just gripping him, nails cutting crescents into his pecs. Her aroma was completely uncontrolled, so thick he could taste it, and her thighs on either side of his shoulders were wet.
"She's going to come again," Midnight said. The steadiness in her voice was manufactured. "Watch her face."
Riku watched. Yu's face above him, mascara-streaked, sweaty, mouth open, a string of saliva connecting her lower lip to nothing. Green eyes rolled half-back. The flush ran from her face down her neck to her tits and she was bouncing on his cock hard enough that the wet slap of skin echoed off the walls.
He gripped her hips and thrust up into her.
Yu came screaming. Her body seized, back arching, hands grabbing his wrists. "AH- NNAH- nn- nn-" The wet clenching around his cock was brutal, rhythmic contractions squeezing him while she shook apart on top of him.
He finished inside her during her orgasm. The second load joined the first and Yu felt it, felt the warmth flooding her again, and her eyes went wide and her hips ground down and she took him as deep as he could go and held there, her body clenching around him in pulses, cum leaking around his cock where their bodies met.
"Nn- oh- oh god- again- you're- nn-"
Her hips didn't stop. Through his orgasm. Through hers. The overlap left them both shaking and the wet sounds between them were constant now, cum leaking around his cock and dripping down her thighs while she kept grinding.
Then Yu's body gave out.
She collapsed forward onto his chest, face pressing against his neck. Her breathing was ragged, open-mouthed, hot against his skin. Her legs were shaking so badly she couldn't hold herself up. She slid off him sideways and the pullout made her whimper. "Nn."
His cock was glistening. The cum that dripped from Yu's swollen pussy pooled on his stomach, white and thick, mixing with the slick mess she'd left all over him.
Yu lay on her side with her face in the pillow. Her hand reached back and found his arm and held on. She wasn't talking. The ragged pull of air through her open mouth was the only sound she made.
Riku was still hard.
Midnight looked at his cock. The cum, Yu's wetness, the way it twitched. She'd been pressing against him for the entire second round, her body hot against his back, her aroma thick, her breathing getting louder with every one of Yu's moans.
She looked at him.
The flush had spread from her neck to her cheeks. Her dark eyes were heavy-lidded and her thighs were pressed together and the inside of them glistened with her own wetness. She'd been soaking since she started whispering in his ear and they could all smell it through her aroma.
She slid around from behind him. Her hair fell over one shoulder. Her skin was flushed and damp. She positioned herself beside him and looked down at his cock, still hard, slick with cum and Yu's wetness, and her tongue ran across her lower lip before she caught herself doing it.
"My turn," she said.
Her voice shook on the second word. She heard it. Her jaw tightened.
She swung her leg over him.