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Tsutomu Goshiki was a virgin. She had been a virgin for years, and at this rate, she would die a virgin.
Working at a small chocolate shop and bakery in Paris, Goshiki had been too busy with the store to go on a lot of dates. Plus, all of the people he still knew from high school definitely weren’t into her, and she honestly wasn’t into any of them.
A silver lining, however, was her coworker, Satori Tendou. She was a bit older than Goshiki, but she was spritely and fun, her bright red hair pulled back in intricate braids that differed with the day. Goshiki asked one time if Satori did them herself, and she found out that Satori had a girlfriend who enjoyed having something to do with her hands, so she’d braid Satori’s hair in the morning.
Now, Goshiki liked Satori. Like, would fuck her, liked Satori. And, from what Goshiki had heard about Satori’s girlfriend, she played volleyball for a profession and was strong enough to throw Satori over her shoulders, which may or may not make Goshiki shudder.
But, back to the topic of dying a virgin, Goshiki wanted sex. She was 19, fresh-ish out of high school, and never once fucked someone. That needed to change. And, some days, Satori would show up with a turtleneck, no matter what the weather may be, and Goshiki could see the small purple bruises peeking out from under the fabric. One time, Goshiki purposefully brushed against one of the spots and Satori gasped, a sound that had been etched in her brain for weeks.
So, that brings us to the present. Specifically, the present where Goshiki is trying to find a way to ask Satori and her girlfriend to fuck her.
“Satori! Don’t leave just yet please, I’ve got a question for you!” Goshiki called out, knowing that Satori was getting ready to leave as they closed, since Goshiki was supposed to close down the shop for tonight.
“Ah, okay! Would you like any help?” Satori set her bag back down and walked back behind the counter, helping Goshiki put things away, cleaning dishes and checking the register.
Once they were finished, Goshiki watched Satori flop down onto one of the chairs they had littered around the shop. Well, there were only four chairs, huddled together by the window, so Goshiki took the one right beside Satori.
“So, how’s your girlfriend?” She asked, not making eye contact as Satori messed with her phone.
“She's doing great, honestly. She’s home right now cause the volleyball season ended, so that’s exciting for both of us.” Satori said, lifting her eyes from her phone and grinning at Goshiki, whose ears were beginning to turn red. “I haven’t seen her tits in person in forever.”
Goshiki choked on her inhale, spluttering out a couple of pathetic coughs. When she finally caught her breath once more, Satori was amusedly watching her, a smirk playing on her lips, bathed in a red lipstick. “I’m uh- assuming that they’re nice tits?”
“Real nice tits.” Satori agreed, grinning. She leaned forward, getting closer to Goshiki’s burning face. “‘Shiki, you like women, don’t you?”
Goshiki swallowed, eyes widening as she averted her gaze to literally anywhere but Satori’s probing stare. “Uhm, why do you ask?”
“Well,” Satori laughed, her eyes raking a path down from Goshiki’s eyes all the way to her shoes, decorated in beads organized in certain colors that made Satori raise her eyebrow. “It’s kind of obvious, if you ask me.”
Goshiki’s head snapped back, her gaze finally meeting Satori’s as her eyebrows furrowed together in indignance. “No it is not! I seem perfectly normal, Satori!”
Satori leaned back in her chair, shrugging her shoulders and grabbing her phone once more. “I never said it was a bad look on you. I think you’d look beautiful between my legs.” She said it so casually, scrolling through something on her phone. Suddenly, Satori clicked on something and her phone started ringing, not allowing Goshiki to do much but gape and blush.
After only a couple of seconds, the person Satori was calling picked up. “Hi baby.” The sweet, affectionate tone that Satori began the call with prickled the inside of Goshiki’s skin in a way that made her thighs rub together. “How you doing?”
“I’m alright, Satori. Are you still at work?” The responding voice was a deep, gravelly sensation. Goshiki almost gasped out loud when she heard it, clamping her mouth soundly shut as she raptly listened for more of that slight accent.
“Yep, just closing up with Goshiki.” Satori’s eyes departed from her screen to look over her phone at Goshiki. “Come over, ‘Shiki. Meet Ushijima Wakatoshi.” It was a beautiful name, and it flowed off of Satori’s tongue like wine.
However, Goshiki’s short lived appreciation of her name was quickly overtaken by her appreciation of her appearance. Long hair was tied back in a ponytail, small pieces of hair hanging out in the front, framing her face. Hazel eyes glinted in dim light, eyelashes long and straight, a couple poking out of order, dark against her skin. Her lips were full and had an elegant curve over the bow of her top lip. They were colored about the same pink as Goshiki’s cheeks, which she could see when she glanced up at her reflection in the corner.
“Ah-! Uhm, nice to meet you, Ushijima!” Goshiki smiled, probably an awkward thing with too much teeth and not enough eyes and too much cheek and-
“Aww, look at you~!” Satori reached over and pinched her cheek. “Why are you so freaking cute?” Turning back to the phone, Satori grinned at Ushijima’s amused and yet slightly confused expression. “She’s just plain adorable, isn’t she, ‘Toshi?”
After a moment, Ushijima seemed to register what Satori was trying to convey, because she smiled softly. “Oh yes, quite. Beautiful eyes and a very pretty cupid's bow.”
Goshiki was almost sure she looked like a tomato cosplaying a person, but she tried to ignore the sensation of having people stare at her and compliment her without any hint of mockery in their tones. “Tha-thank you, Ma’am.”
“Oh my gosh, she called you ma’am! That means you’re old, ‘Toshi!” Satori laughed, a cheerful thing that made Goshiki huff out a small giggle too.
“Satori, you’re older than me.”
Goshiki burst out laughing at Ushijima’s deadpan voice, somehow even funnier combined with the fact that this entire conversation had been held over the phone so far. “How much older?”
“Satori is 25, I’m only 24.” Ushijima responded, eyes wrinkling in the corners as she smiled gently. “Don’t listen to her about anything she says about her age. She always lies.”
“Do not!” Satori pouted as Ushijima and Goshiki laughed, eyeing the two of them, gazing back and forth between the young woman beside her and her girlfriend lounging on their couch over the phone. “Hey, ‘Toshi. Do you reckon we have enough space on our bed for three?”
Ushijima raised an eyebrow and glanced somewhere behind the camera before slowly traveling her eyes back to meet Goshiki’s eyes instead of Satori’s. “Yeah, I think so. Especially if we situate ourselves correctly.”
Satori grinned and glanced over at Goshiki. “Want a free bed for tonight?”
Goshiki’s eyes widened, eyebrows popping up as her jaw dropped. “I- uhm-”
“You don’t have to say yes, but I’ve been so pent up recently, and you’re so young and cute, and well,” Satori’s hand snaked up to rest on Goshiki’s shoulder as she pulled Goshiki closer to whisper in her ear. “I think you would look glorious split on my cock.”
Goshiki burned bright red, pulling away from Satori and staring at her with flustered shock. “I haven’t- I’m not sure I’d be any good.”
Ushijima, who had been watching the whole ordeal, smiled. “Don’t worry about that. Satori just wants someone fun and I’d be happy with anyone I can make blush that easily.” She leaned closer to the camera, her soft smile spreading into a teasing smirk. “Plus, all you’d have to do is lay back and relax.”
“Nuh uh! I think I would like to see Goshiki sitting on your face, which therefore is sitting and not laying. Don’t lie to the virgin, Waka!” Satori’s tone was light and slightly scornful, though Goshiki was 98% sure that it was just a joke.
“Would this be a one time thing?” Goshiki asked hesitantly, arms curling around her waist. This was what she wanted, someone (or two someones) who knew what they were doing that could guide her through her first time having sex, but… this was also her coworker she was talking about. And Goshiki already had a mild crush on Satori, afterall she was cool and pretty, and obviously not afraid to be herself with her bright red hair and colorful piercings. Goshiki found that attractive. And Ushijima was just objectively gorgeous, and looked strong enough to throw her over her shoulder, which may or may not be a fantasy of Goshiki’s.
Either way, this was looking to be a great idea, but Goshiki wasn’t sure if she’d be able to help wanting more if she was only permitted this honor once.
“Depending on how it goes, it can happen however many times as you’d like.” Ushijima answered, eyes gentle as Satori grabbed Goshiki’s hand.
“I think you could swing around whenever you want, personally. And I wouldn’t mind some before and after hours rides, if you know what I mean.” Satori winked at Goshiki, who was almost too flustered to think, but managed to rack her brain for some words.
“Would- would Ushijima be okay with that? With me being with just one of you at a time?” Her voice wobbled as Satori stood up, grabbing her back and beginning to double check what she might have left or missed.
“Oh, I’d be okay if you got fucked by my Waka. All day long!” Satori said, handing the phone over to Goshiki, who took it and looked directly in Ushijima’s eyes with a good bit of embarrassment.
“I’d be okay with that. As long as you don’t start leaving me out on purpose.” Ushijima winked at Goshiki, kindly curling her lips up and brushing a strand of hair out of her face. Goshiki wished she could reach through the screen and do it herself, pulling it behind her ears before sliding her hand down to the back of Ushijima’s neck and tugging her in for a kiss. A harsh one that made her lose her breath.
“Come on, ‘Shiki! Let’s go get you in our bed!” Satori laughed loudly, placing a hand on Goshiki’s shoulder and dragging her to her feet. “Bye bye Waka! We’ll see you soon!” Satori clicked the call off before Ushijima could even respond, only managing a small smile before the screen went dark. “Come on, hurry up! Don’t wanna keep the pretty lady waiting, do you?”
“Is the pretty lady you or Ushijima?” Goshiki asked teasingly, reveling in Satori’s fake gasp, her hand slapping to the front of her chest, fingers spread out wide.
“Definitely ‘Toshi,” She finally admitted, rolling her eyes as she continued to drag Goshiki through the city, maneuvering around drunks and couples tangled together. “But you get to decide that tonight.”
“How- how will you want me?” Goshiki asked, blushing as she thought about the ways that she could be manhandled (womanhandled?). On her back, on her stomach, ass in the air, hands pinned above her head, legs spread wide, back arched, all of it sounded so appealing.
“However you want. Waka likes suggestions.” Satori looked back long enough to wink at Goshiki, smiling before turning back around and leading Goshiki through a space of the city she hadn’t seen as often before. They finally reached an apartment complex, Satori skipping up the steps and pulling Goshiki along with her.
Rummaging through her bag, Satori grabbed her key and allowed them inside. A lamp was on, bathing the livingroom and kitchen in a soft light. It was refreshingly cool inside, Goshiki slowly taking her shoes off as she admired the apartment.
“Welcome home,” Ushijima’s voice was even prettier in person, rippling through Goshiki’s brain like an ocean wave. She stepped through an open door, hips swaying slightly as she slowly walked towards Satori, who grinned and jumped into her arms, legs wrapping around a sturdy waist. “Hi baby.” The smile in Ushijima’s tone was evident, and it made Goshiki blush pink and avert her eyes away from the sight as one of Ushijima’s hands found its way to Satori’s ass, squeezing hard enough to cause Satori to yelp, the sound mixed with an exuberant laugh.
As Satori laughed, Goshiki found Ushijima’s eyes swiveling around red hair and meeting her gaze, an eyebrow raising in a way that was much too attractive. “Wonderful to meet you, Goshiki. Would you care to join us?”
Goshiki’s eyes flitted back and forth between Satori’s head resting on Ushijima’s shoulder and the piercing gaze that belonged to the woman holding her coworker. Of fucking course she wanted to join them.
She nodded and followed the two of them into what she assumed was their bedroom. It was also dimly lit, fairy lights hanging from the walls and from the ceiling. The walls were colored a beautiful purple, just dark enough to feel colorful but light enough to make the room seem bigger. And the bed, which was covered in a cream and pink accents, was more than large enough for all three of them.
Ushijima approached the foot of the bed and lowered Satori onto the mattress, the fall punching a gasp from her lungs. Almost as if on autopilot, Satori spread her legs as her left hand trailed from her thighs all the way up to her chest before squeezing her left breast. Goshiki watched, a little too focused on slender fingers scrunching fabric.
“Care to undress me, ‘Shiki?” Jerking at the sound of her name, Goshiki’s eyes widened as she hesitantly stepped closer towards the bed, feeling the sensation of Ushijima’s heavy eyes following her every movement. “Just… touch me gently, is all.”
“Of course,” Her reply was quiet, hands shaking as she reached out to run her palm over the fabric of Satori’s pants, the black harsh against her pale skin. Unbuttoning the clasp at the top of her pants, Goshiki thumbed her fingers underneath the waistband and carefully slid them down toned legs. Toes pointed as Goshiki managed to pull the pants all the way off Satori, folding them and setting them on the floor next to Ushijima’s shirt, which Goshiki hadn’t realized she had taken off.
Glancing back to the bed, Goshiki bit back a gasp. Legs opened around Ushijima’s waist and Satori hooked her ankles together at her back to keep her trapped. Arms wrapped around Ushijima’s neck, tugging her down into a kiss that was more tongue and teeth than lips. Goshiki’s eyes flitted down to Ushijima’s breast, humming at the sight of the black bra, the clasp in the back already being undone by one of Satori’s hands.
The bra fell off and Satori flung it to the side, hands slipping from around Ushijima to snake into the front, gently palming her chest. Goshiki stepped closer and pressed a kiss to Ushijima’s shoulder, right hand trailing over Ushijima’s back and holding her waist. Ushijima looked up at Goshiki and smirked, reaching her hand up to pull Goshiki into a kiss. She wasn’t expecting it, moaning in surprise as lips touched hers, a tongue already delving into her pliant mouth.
“We need to get this off,” Ushijima muttered against her mouth as both of her hands came to Goshiki, slipping underneath her shirt and beginning to tug it off of her. They broke apart for just long enough to allow Ushijima to pull the shirt over her head, flinging it in the same manner Satori flung her bra earlier. “This?” She asked as a finger thumbed at Goshiki’s waistband, smiling against soft lips when Goshiki firmly nodded, her own hands at Ushijima’s waistband, clutching the belt loops to yank their pelvises together.
Ushijima let out a soft groan, and though her face refused to betray her, her fumbling hands at Goshiki’s zipper was a hint of how desperate she truly was. Goshiki lifted one leg at a time to allow Ushijima to get rid of her pants, tossing them next to Satori’s.
So now Goshiki stood in her bra and underwear, the only one with both her top and pants off, and with that realization came a flush that littered her cheeks heavily. “Why- why am I the only one undressed?”
Satori grinned, crawling to the edge of the bed with a feral lilt to her body language, almost feline. “Why? Wanna see more?” As the teasing woman that she is, Satori ran a hand underneath her shirt, pulling the clothing up to her ribs before letting it fall back down, recovering the red bra that Goshiki managed to catch a glimpse of.
“Of course she does, Satori. You dragged her here for a reason, after all.” Ushijima came up behind Goshiki and pressed her chest to her back, the feeling of Ushijima’s bare breasts hot against her cold spine warming her in more ways than one. Hands snaked in front of her chest, squeezing her breast through her bra, coming back around to unclasp it, letting it slide down the front of her body.
Fingers returned to exposed nipples, already hardening from the cool air. Calloused pads flicked over the sensitive buds, hands big enough that they fully covered her chest. Goshiki looked down and her knees about buckled at the sight. Her gaze traveled back up to Satori on the bed and her breath left her lungs.
Milky thighs were spread wide as Satori circled her middle finger around what Goshiki assumed was her clit, slowly soaking through her underwear. It was red too, matching the bra that Goshiki so desperately wanted to see again.
“Please, Satori?” Her voice sounded ruined already, breathy and craving for release. “I want to see you. I want to feel you.”
Satori’s eyes widened and her hand stilled before her lips spread into a gentle smile. “Alright, ‘Shiki. Whatever you want, angel.” She took her shirt off, keeping it in her hand as she quickly unclasped her bra, throwing both to the side.
Goshiki was going to complain about the lack of time to appreciate Satori in her red bra, but there was no room to complain when her perky breasts were just as captivating. Upright nipples looked delectable, and Goshiki reached out for Satori and gripped her wrist tenderly, pulling her to her feet in front of Goshiki and Ushijima.
Hands automatically floated to Satori’s chest, teasing her pink areolas as Goshiki licked into her mouth, lips crashing together as Satori grabbed Goshiki’s hips, grinding them together. Ushijima’s hands left Goshiki’s body and she could hear footsteps in the back of her mind, not being able to focus on it when she was so preoccupied with the woman in front of her.
Satori pulled away just long enough to fall back onto the bed, dragging Goshiki with her. “You’re feisty for someone who claims to have never done this before.”
Goshiki shrugged, breathing heavily. “Instinct, I guess.”
Satori threw her head back and laughed, and Goshiki leaned forward to suck harshly on the open skin. The laugh turned into a moan, high and needy compared to Ushijima’s low and shaky groans. Suddenly, someone appeared behind her, hands coming to cup her ass, finger hooking underneath her underwear before allowing it to slap back onto her cunt.
“Goshiki,” Ushijima’s call of her name made Goshiki look over her shoulder, still not able to fully see the woman behind her as she hummed in acknowledgement. “Stand up, will you?” She did, stumbling only slightly before a hand held her by the small of her back, steadying her. “I hope this will suffice, Satori.” Ushijima tossed Satori a black strap on, a size that made Goshiki’s eyes almost pop out of her head. “What? Surprised? That’s Satori’s signature.” Ushijima whispered directly in her ear, her warm breath causing a shiver to run down Goshiki’s spine. “If I can take it, so can you.”
A visual popped into Goshiki’s mind of Ushijima laying on her back, legs pulled up to her chest as Satori pounded into her, hand on her throat. Even more red dusted Goshiki’s cheeks as she glanced between the two women she just imagined, swallowing as Ushijima lightly shoved her towards the bed.
“Come on, ‘Shiki, lay down.” Some sort of smug excitement laced Satori’s tone as she stood up and motioned for Goshiki to take the bed. Her strap on was already clasped, the black contrasting against her pale skin. Goshiki crawled onto the bed, perhaps arching her back and pressing her ass up just a little more than she naturally would as she situated herself closer to the pillows. “Good job, angel.” Satori stalked up to her like a jaguar, lean and feminine as she positioned herself in between Goshiki’s thighs.
While they had been getting set on the bed, Ushijima had taken both her pants and her panties off, fully nude in front of them. She hovered by the side of the bed, leaning over to kiss Goshiki and distract her from the fact that Satori was currently taking her underwear off with her teeth.
“Should I use my mouth first?” Satori’s question was more of a tease than an actual question, teeth bared in a feral grin. “I promise I won’t bite unless you want me too.” She lowered herself closer to Goshiki’s bare pussy, running a finger through her folds, watching as it came back dripping wet. She popped the finger into her mouth, humming in satisfaction. “Oh, this is going to be fun.”
Goshiki moaned, loud and lustfully as she threw her head back. Satori’s tongue was firm but soft, probing at her lips and licking flatly over her clit, causing her limbs to jerk. Every movement of Satori’s wet tongue made her eyebrows furrow, Goshiki was already worked up from all the dirty talk and foreplay, and now that she was getting direct attention to her clit and vagina, she wasn’t going to last long.
Her hands clenched into fists, scrunching the sheets into her fingers. Back arching, Goshiki’s mind couldn’t manage to keep up with the sensation of fingers against her stomach, lips on her nipples, and a tongue on her pussy. It was overwhelming, all consuming, and absolutely perfect.
She whined when Satori pulled away, sitting back up and placing a hand on Ushijima’s shoulder to get her to stop as well. “Waka, don’t you think Goshiki needs something on her face? I mean, I’m down here doing so much work… I think she needs to be doing some work too, don’t you think?”
Ushijima chuckled and leaned over to swiftly kiss Satori before turning back to Goshiki, whose eyes were already wide with anticipation. “Think you can handle me?”
She might’ve nodded just a little too enthusiastically, but when Ushijima swung her leg over one side of Goshiki’s face and settled, hovering inches above Goshiki’s face, all she could think of was turning those careful groans into desperate whimpers of pleasure. Hands moving up to grab at powerful thighs, Goshiki pulled Ushijima closer, smiling in triumph when she finally relaxed.
Slightly hesitant, Goshiki persevered through her doubt in her abilities and began to copy what she could remember of Satori’s tongue in her folds. She would stiffen her tongue and flick it against her clit before softening, lapping through her folds and plunging into her pussy. Ushijima wasn’t as wet as Goshiki knew she had to be, but that was perfectly fine with her. She couldn’t hear very well with Ushijima’s legs framing her head and covering her ears, but she could feel the subtle vibrations of a moan shaking through her body.
She repeated those motions, occasionally sucking on Ushijima’s clit when she felt her getting used to the pattern. Goshiki would change up the rhythm and the order every couple of turns, repeatedly flicking over her clit when she really wanted to make Ushijima shake and melt above her. It was slightly odd having someone sit on her face, but she could tell that Ushijima wasn’t really sitting. She wanted her to sit.
Goshiki gripped onto the muscle of her thighs, feeling her calf against her hamstring as she folded her legs underneath herself. Something told Goshiki that Ushijima would be limber enough to pull her hips down, spreading her legs just a little wider to fall lower onto Goshiki’s face, setting more of her weight down. So she tugged Ushijima straight down onto her, spearing her in her tongue, punching a beautiful moan from her throat.
“Oh fuck, Satori, she’s so good at this.” Ushijima threw her head back, hands attempting to steady her as Goshiki tongued into her again and again and again. “I might- I’m gonna-”
Goshiki pulled her tongue up to Ushijima’s clit and sucked. She cried out and spasmed on top of her, limbs shaking and thighs trembling around Goshiki’s head. Her fingers dug into her legs and held her in place as Goshiki continued to gently suck around her, letting go when the overstimulation turned from pleasure to pain. Ushijima’s muscles gave out on her and she fell forward, head resting on Goshiki’s stomach and arms struggling to hold her up.
Gently, Goshiki guided Ushijima off of her, drawing her close and opening her arms for Ushijima to have a place to settle, which she did gratefully. Kissing the top of Ushijima’s hair, Goshiki smiled. “Did I do well?”
“Exceptionally.” Ushijima managed to say, falling limp in Goshiki’s embrace.
Satori watched them, taking pride in how her little coworker made her girlfriend satisfied, cuddling against her warmth. While Goshiki was distracted with Ushijima, Satori had gotten three fingers into her, stretching her out with a large amount of care. Now she fucked into Goshiki, reveling in the way that her back arched suddenly, mouth opening in surprise as Satori reminded her what was happening down there.
“Waka, stop distracting ‘Shiki. I need her focused on me.” Satori whined, gripping Goshiki’s inner thigh harshly, a stark contrast to her fingers inside of Goshiki. “Isn’t that right, angel? You’re sucking my fingers in, so I’m sure that you can take my cock, don’t you think? I think you can.”
Swallowing thickly, Goshiki glanced down at the strap on. She then nodded, raising her gaze to determinedly meet Satori’s. “I can. Please fuck me, Satori.”
Satori almost fainted. Goshiki was too fucking cute.
Pulling her fingers out, Satori slicked up her cock with the excess slick that covered her digits. Goshiki really was wet for her. Lining up, Satori held a hand on the strap, guiding herself into Goshiki’s pussy. She inhaled as Satori slowly pressed inside. It was painfully slow, and Goshiki’s eyes closed as her eyebrows furrowed.
“Ohh, so good, ‘Shiki.” Satori said lowly. “So fucking good.”
Eyes rolling in the back of her head, Goshiki gasped. It was so big, and Satori was handling it just like Ushijima said she would - like an extension of herself. She’d push in, fully into the hilt and grind in circles, coaxing a moan out of Goshiki. Then she’d pull back, teasing Goshiki’s clit with the tip before shoving her cock back into her, punching whines and whimpers from the woman above her, now resting her head against Ushijima’s chest.
All Ushijima would do was run her hands over Goshiki’s hair and arms, light, teasing touches that made Goshiki crave more. Satori finally picked up a constant pace, fucking in and out, in and out. With the hand that wasn’t holding Goshiki’s hips down into the mattress, Satori circled around her clit, flicking the swollen nub in time with her thrusts, catapulting Goshiki closer and closer to the edge.
“Ah- Satori!” Goshiki cried out, not knowing if she was pleading for more or for less. The pit in her stomach was heating up, and everything felt too hot against her burning skin. There was only Ushijima’s cool hand against her back, and a hot palm against her hips, and Goshiki was falling off of a cliff.
She might’ve blacked out. That was probably what caused the gap between Satori buried in her to the hilt and being squished between two naked women. Satori stroked her hair gently, Goshiki’s right thigh squeezed in between Satori’s legs. Ushijima’s arm was around her shoulders, head resting against hers. She heard the two women talking gently, almost whispering as if they didn’t want to wake her.
“She’s a lot better than I would’ve thought. Are you sure she’s a virgin?”
“About as sure as I can be, Waka. But yeah, she’s awesome.” There was a slight pause, and Goshiki nuzzled her face in Ushijima’s neck. “Aw. Do you think she’d be up for round two?”
“Round one for you.”
“Oh, shut it! You know I have shit stamina.”
Goshiki couldn’t help herself, she laughed. The conversation paused above her, and she cracked open her eyes. “I’d be up for a round two.”
Out of the corner of her eye, she managed to see Satori grin. “Great. Cause I still haven’t seen you sitting on Waka’s face.”
A bright blush graced Goshiki’s cheeks and ears, and she buried her head further into Ushijima’s neck. A soft voice blew air into her ears. “She’s right. I think I’d like to return the favor. Can you sit up for me?”
Goshiki nodded and pushed herself onto her legs, making space for Ushijima to scoot over and get situated. She reached out and gently tapped the back of Goshiki’s thighs, encouraging her to crawl forward and settle herself on top of Ushijima’s face, chest facing the headboard and the wall.
“Why, hello.” Satori joked, circling around Ushijima’s legs and coming up behind Goshiki, wrapping her arms around her chest and beginning to play with hardening nipples. “Make some pretty noises for us, won’t you?”
Even if Satori hadn’t asked, it wouldn’t be like Goshiki would be anywhere near quiet. If Satori was unpredictable in her cunnilingus, Ushijima was relentless. Her tongue never stopped moving, lapping and licking and sucking until Goshiki couldn’t keep up with where she was feeling pleasure from. It was almost overstimulating, her clit already sensitive from her previous orgasm. Satori’s fingers at her breasts were also skilled, quick and nimble, knowing when to directly give pleasure and knowing when to tease around her areolas.
It took nowhere near as long as earlier before she was spasming, mouth open and eyes rolled back. Ushijima gently guided her down from it with caring kisses and kind hands, lifting Goshiki off of her face and setting her down beside her. If Goshiki wasn’t thoroughly fucked, she woud’ve gotten wet at the blatant show of strength. She figured out that she liked being manhandled.
“Mhmm, Satori.” Goshiki met Satori’s eyes and patted her lips, smiling at how Satori’s cheeks turned red for a change. “Let me have a taste of you too.”
Satori blinked and grinned, her gaze sliding to the bedside table. She must’ve seen something, because her eyes lit up. “‘Shiki, would you like to try on my strap? I think you’d look gorgeous with my cock.”
Goshiki raised an eyebrow but nodded, watching Satori as she leaned over her, grabbing the strap and clasping it onto Goshiki for her. Satori looked up to meet Ushijima’s eyes, a hunger in her gaze that made Goshiki lose her breath, and her stare wasn’t even directed at her. Goshiki looked up at Ushijima too, smiling at how she swallowed, shifting up to switch places with Satori.
“Ohh,” Goshiki voiced, understanding the layout now. Satori turned around so her back was facing the headboard, swinging her legs around Goshiki’s head. Unlike Ushijima, Satori just sat down right away, cunt wet and spread for Goshiki.
“Oh, Waka.” Satori moaned Ushijima’s name instead of Goshiki’s as her tongue delved into dripping folds. “Turn around and show me how you finger yourself.”
Goshiki’s eyebrows raised, though she didn’t think too hard about it as she focused on sucking around Satori’s clit, her tongue flitting over the lips of her pussy. A small moan came from further away than Satori, and Goshiki hummed when she realized that it was Ushijima.
After what Goshiki could assume was a couple of minutes, she felt large hands on her thighs. They traveled up to her waist, grabbing as legs bracketed her hips. Goshiki licked into Satori with vigor, determined to make her cum so she could see at least some of Ushijima’s performance on her cock. Wrapping her lips around a swollen clit, Goshiki sucked and kissed, using her hands to tease Satori’s hips and ass.
Satori began to shake, palms flat against Goshiki’s collar bones as she gasped, rutting her cunt against Goshiki’s face. Moaning in surprise, Goshiki held Satori’s waist and helped her grind against her tongue. When her movements became rougher and less controlled, Goshiki stiffened her tongue and flicked it over her clit.
Satori came with a gasp, spasming on top of Goshiki as she attempted to swing her leg around to the other side, almost hitting Goshiki with her foot in the process. Goshiki managed to help her get settled though, and once she was done, Goshiki turned to watch Ushijima.
It was certainly a sight to see. Ushijima was splitting herself on Goshiki’s cock, legs spread around her hips and hands pressed against Goshiki’s stomach for support.
“Oh, baby.” Goshiki said, voice low and sensual. “You can go slow. Sink onto my cock, baby, oh, just like that. You’re doing so well for me.”
Goshiki didn’t quite know what she was saying, but Ushijima’s face brightened in pink, so she must be doing something right. She watched as Ushijima sunk down onto her strap, all the way down until her ass met Goshiki’s hips. Then she lifted herself up, all the way until Goshiki’s tip teased her pussy before slamming back down. An elongated moan fell from her lips and all Goshiki wanted to do was kiss her and swallow that beautiful sound. She lifted herself up onto her hands and leaned forward just enough to kiss Ushijima, holding herself up with her core so her hands could gravitate to Ushijima’s waist and guide her into grinding against Goshiki’s cock. She whimpered, a high and needy thing that Goshiki swallowed with a fervor that was carried over into her hands, roughly rutting Ushijima onto her cock.
God, having a cock was wonderful, even if she couldn’t feel it, and even if it wasn’t a real cock. Just the image of Ushijima gasping while fucking herself on her cock was more than enough for Goshiki. She tugged at her clit, pinching it between her pointer finger and her thumb, just rough enough to cause a little bit of pain to make the pleasure all the more stimulating.
“Are you getting close, baby? Feel it in your stomach?” Goshiki traced a hand across Ushijima’s core, feeling her flutter underneath her touch. Kissing Ushijima one last time, quickly dancing her tongue into a pliant mouth, Goshiki pulled away and flopped back down onto the bed, turning her face to meet Satori, who was closely watching as Ushijima continued to fuck herself on Goshiki’s cock.
“Ah- close, so close.” Ushijima was almost crying, eyebrows furrowed and muscles shaking. Satori gaped at the sight, only pulled away when Goshiki grabbed her by the neck and tugged her into a harsh kiss, stealing her breath. The kiss was more tongue and teeth than lips, but that was okay. Satori moaned into it, melting against Goshiki’s chest and warm hands. A tongue prodded against her lips, gently forcing her mouth open and licking into her. “Oh-”
Ushijima spasmed on top of Goshiki, hands shaking and limbs trembling as she opened her mouth, no sound coming out. She stilled her movements, back contorting forward and head flinging back. Goshiki’s hands held her waist, holding her through her orgasm before guiding her off of the strap. Taking it off, Goshiki handed it to Satori’s outstretched hand, not paying attention to where Satori set it down.
“Good job, baby. Was that good?” Ushijima nodded, eyes heavy as Goshiki pulled her close to her chest, Ushijima’s head falling limp against Goshiki’s chest, nuzzling into her neck. “Good. I’m glad.” Craning her neck slightly, Goshiki pressed a sweet kiss to Ushijima’s forehead, running her fingers through her loose ponytail.
“Look at you two!” Satori sang, eyes soft and lips curled into a gentle smile. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d feel left out.”
Goshiki huffed out a quiet laugh and reached out her left arm, pulling Satori into her. She squeaked, pinching Goshiki’s arm before settling her head down on her collarbone. “We can’t have you feeling left out when I have two arms, now can we?”
Satori beamed, snuggling into Goshiki’s warmth. Suddenly her eyes popped open. “I gotta piss.”
Ushijima peaked open her eyes just to laugh as Satori grumbled, forcing herself to stand and hobble to the bathroom. Goshiki watched amusedly, turning her gaze back to Ushijima and catching that piece of hair from earlier, hooking it behind her ear. Hazel eyes flickered over to her in surprise, left cheek still squished against Goshiki’s chest.
“You’re cute, that's all.” Goshiki said, smiling at the red that adorned Ushijima’s ears as she buried her head back in between Goshiki’s breasts. It was really cute, actually.
They heard the toilet flush and faucet running. Satori opened the door, still fully naked, and whined. “Noooooooo I knew I was going to miss something cute.” She fake sobbed, practically falling into Goshiki’s reopened arm. “Waka is always so fucking adorable after I fuck her, I wanted to see her after you fucked her.”
The blush on Ushijima’s ears darkened, and Satori and Goshiki laughed. There would be many, many more times.