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“The spring air is nice don’t-cha think?” You smile, the soft winds carrying the alluring scent of of the wild grass and flowers from the surrounding area. Small petals and leaves flowing along the air as the light breeze, the soft blanket the couple sat on threatening to whisk away had they couple not been laying on it. You laid huddled up to your boyfriend, enjoying the small picnic date you decided to do near the bamboo forest on a whim. Rays of sun resting on their skin as you two laid next to each other enjoying the warmth from the sun and the cool the wind had to offer. “It’s nice having some alone time before the rest of your friends arrive.”
“Yeah, if I could lay like this forever I’d do it in a heartbeat,” Giacomo smiled pulling his tiny girlfriend closer into his grip, your body sinking into his soft chest, at any moment the rest of Team Star would arrive and you wouldn’t be able to remain quite as close as you were right now. If it was up to him this would have remained a private date, but in a way he’s glad you insisted on inviting his friends over. In the eight months you’ve been dating he was somewhat neglecting his other relationships, too preoccupied with spending every waking moment with what felt to be the love of his life. He’s sure the rest of his friends understand why he’s been so distant, that they’d wait for the honeymoon phase to wear off and go back to hanging out like normal. Not every friendship survives such distance, although he’s certain the bonds with the rest of the former Team Star leaders. It wouldn’t hurt to maintain those bonds he forged, he’s glad his girlfriend cared enough to help him maintain his relationships with his friends.
Giacomo is about to rest his eyes when a loud call shoots the pair awake.
“Hey lovebirds!” the voice belongs to Eri as she trots down the mountain with Mela in tow, arm waving as though to catch their attention, “Almost couldn’t find you two!”
The pair is quick to scramble out of each other’s arms, awkwardly pushing away from each other as if they’d just been caught doing something they weren’t supposed to be doing. You are the first to stand up returning the tall woman’s wave, “Eri! Mela! Glad to see you could make it!”
“It’s not just us.” Mela speaks up, her voice a little haggard from the trek, “Ortie, Atticus, and Penny are behind us. Just… It’ll be a while.”
“They’re… not really used to climbing up the mountain on their own,” Eri sheepishly laughs, she’s the only one who seemed to be in tip top shape despite the trek, it only made sense, considering her regular workouts to maintain her muscular physique.
You giggle in response, “Works out for us then, I left our picnic basket and cooler down at the campsite, them taking a while will give me some time to go grab it!” You slowly pats the remnants of any dirt off your skirt, reaching up on your tip toes to try any give Giacomo a kiss on the cheek, though he’s much too tall for you, even with the platform shoes you wore all the time. He’s able to catch on quick though and bends down to let you plant a small peck on his cheek. His face flushing a light pink tint at the contact, “I’ll be back soon Momo. Enjoy some time with your friends!”
With those final words you started your trek down the mountain, your figure gradually growing smaller and smaller as you headed towards the bamboo forest.
“She seems nice.” Eri smiles then turns to face the friend she hasn’t seen in a while, “You’ve been with her so often we haven’t seen you in a while.”
“Yeah, what’s up with that?” Mela turns to face Giacomo, staring up at him from down below, her tone sounded angry but her face said otherwise, the slight twinge of melancholy written all over her expression, “You think you’re too good for us?”
He knows she doesn’t mean what she saying, and all he can offer her is a sheepish look, “Sorry, sorry,” he rubs the back of his head as he averts his dark eyes from her own emerald ones, “It’s not that way. I’ve just been... Enjoying my time with my girlfriend.”
Mela doesn’t look convinced but Eri is the one who decides to change the subject, trying to ease out the awkwardness that now swamped in the air, “What have you been up to since we last saw you? Any new beats?”
Finally, something more comfortable to talk about, the dark haired teens sighs in relief, “You know it! Been workin’ on this one track that I’m sure is bound to blow up!”
“Oh?” Eri looks towards him teasingly, “What’s different about this one?”
“My girl’s been helpin’ with the vocals. I wanted to try something different to my usual taste. Explore new music ya know?”
“She’s doing the vocals?”
“She’s a bit embarrassed ‘bout it but she agreed to help. She likes music and dance.”
“I would have never guessed,” Mela chirps in, “She seems to be the studious kind. Too busy with studying to have any real hobbies.”
“She’s not that busy. She’s more practical sure… But she still helps me with my own hobbies and stuff. She’s great.”
“Hmm?”
“We study a lot together, during our breaks she tries to help me with my music. She doesn’t really understand music composition and music theory but it’s so cute to watch her be so passionate in helping me out.”
“Sounds like to me that she’s just indulging in your hobbies.”
There’s a noticeable silence after Mela’s words. He knows she doesn’t mean much by it but there’s the sneaking paranoia that you aren’t actually enjoying doing any of this stuff creeping down his mind. He tries to shake off the feeling with a quick laugh and this voice a little dull from how dry his throat had become. Even Eri gives Mela a small nudge to let her own girlfriend know that she somewhat fucked up, “Even if she doesn’t she’s been trying out Hassel’s art classes, so she has to be somewhat interested in the arts… right?” his words seem like they were more for his own comfort than actually trying to give Mela a proper response.
“Yeah…”
Eri tries to pat Giacomo’s back in reassurance, trying so desperately to air out any left over awkwardness from Mela’s comment, there’s quick sigh of relief when the pitter patter of footsteps arrive from above.
“Never... Leave us... Alone...” Penny’s voice rang out, her figure slumping to the ground as she tries to catch her breath. Ortega also falls to the ground in exhaustion, the only one of them who barely seemed to remain standing being Atticus.
“Sorry!” Eri calls out, running up the small incline to pick up her two fallen comrades. With her own strength its an easy task as she rests penny over her shoulder, allowing Ortega to dangle at her side. She gives Atticus a glance just to make sure he doesn’t need any assistance, he flashes her a quick smile before wobbly walking down the hill toward the picnic blanket.
Atticus looks from side to side, noticing that the group was missing one member, “Where art thou fair maiden, sir Giacomo?”
“Oh my girlfriend? She’s at the campsite getting food and drinks for everyone.”
“And you didn’t think to help her?” Penny chides him.
He tries to avert her gaze, once again rubbing the back of his head for some familiar sense of comfort, though it’s Eri who speaks up to defend him, “She wanted us to hang out for a bit, get some alone time just Team Star.”
“Oh really?”
“Yes really.” Eri pouts, “I wouldn’t lie about something like this.”
“I know, I know.” Penny sighs, “It feels a little weird that she invited us out here and ends up leaving us.”
“Why’s that?” Eri pouts, “The weather is perfect for a picnic.”
“I’d rather have stayed inside at the academy…”
There is time spent between the group, for what felt like the first time in forever the whole gang were together and hanging around for once. There’s a lot of small playful jabs at Giacomo and his relatively solitary behaviour since getting a new girlfriend. Penny curls up on the blanket, sure to avoid any grass or flowers while Mela and Eri huddle up close together, leaving the boys stuck sitting on the bare grass. Giacomo laments not bringing a second blanket, it’s not that the ground was particularly uncomfortable but he’s more concerned with trying to get grass stains out of his uniform after everyone leaves. Ortega seems to be the most upset about his position of being sent to the grass instead of the comfortable picnic blanket. Silently seething while staring daggers at the girls of the group.
It’s an odd amount of time you’re taking to grab your stuff. Giacomo is almost certain you’re struggling to drag it up the mountain on your own. Perhaps a wild Pokemon jumped you and you were stuck battling it before continuing your journey. He’s a bit disappointed in himself for not going down with you.
He doesn’t lament for long as he notices a figure slowly approach the group. For a second his heart skips a beat, excited by the presence of his girlfriend showing up. However, upon further examination he can tell that the figure isn’t human. As it drew closer he could make out it’s shape much clearer; a wild Salazzle. It’s strange seeing one there as it’s not native to this particular area of Paldea.
“Atticus… Do you have a Salazzle?”
He looks confused, tilting his head to watch what Giacomo was staring down, “No.”
“Weird… There’s one heading our way,” he points in it’s direction.
“I’m sure we’ll be fine as long as we leave her alone.” Mela sighs, “Strange to see one all the way here though.”
“You think she got lost from her trainer?”
“Who knows.”
Eri pipes up, her voice filled with concern, “Maybe we should try to find her trainer? She must be scared all alone.”
The group don’t realise that the Salazzle has already come dangerously close to them, it’s body language weary and defensive. Penny is the one who notices I first, screaming almost immediately spooking the reptilian. Instantly a wave of lavender gas flows from it’s mouth engulfing the group. The scent of the gas is sweet like a fresh baked pie, but is thick, opaque, and entirely covers the area. Everyone gasps and chokes on the gas as it slowly dissipates into the air. The loud heaves of each Team Star member as oxygen is finally able to enter their lungs. The gas slowly becoming more and more transparent as vision slowly came back to the group. The Salazzle is long gone as the creature scurried off in the chaos it left behind.
“What was that?” Ortega coughs out finally, “It hurts like a bitch to breathe.”
“I-I don’t know.” Penny, “Atticus do you know?”
“Tis the gas of love.”
Penny’s confused by what her friend said, eyes narrowing as she tries to get him to translate it into something comprehensible, “The what of what?”
“Gas of love,” he reiterates, pointing down at Penny’s growing erection. She immediately shuts her legs closed, embarrassed by being noticed by one of her closest friends. Though, Penny isn’t the only one particularly aroused by the gas. Mela and the rest of them had faces flushed a bright red as each member uncomfortably shifted in place, each trying to hide their own involuntary arousal.
“This is bad. This is bad.” Giacomo mutters, before anyone is able to reply or comfort him a small yell catches everyone’s attention.
“Hey!!” You wave grabbing their attention, picnic basket in hand with a cooler strapped to your back. You seeing the group gives you a burst of energy as you run up to the group. When you arrive you drop the basket and turn away from the group. Bending over to place the cooler on the ground too. You aren’t able to notice everyone’s state just yet. Your ass being ogled by every person in the group, “Sorry it took so long, I got lost trying to find the campsite. We really need to have a better way to track our tent Momo.”
Everyone remains silent. Awkwardness settling in like a parasite, Ortega is the one who licks his lips which snaps everyone’s attention to him. Almost instantly he receives a glare from Giacomo. The sound goes unnoticed by you however, when you finally turn around you are able to see each member’s beet red faces and staring at the ground as if it were an interesting book.
“Is…” you pause, “Everything okay?”
“Y-yeah.” Ortega stutters out.”
“You guys… seem off…”
“We were hit by the gas of love fair maiden.”
You doesn’t understand, tilting your head in confusion, your long forelocks swinging alongside your face. Giacomo sighs as he slowly steps up from his place on the ground, reaching over to hug his girlfriend and hurdle you away from the group of ever increasingly horny teens.
“Pheromone gas,” he clarifies, “Babe, Let’s... get you out of here before anything bad happens.”
He tries to cart you along but you do your best to remain planted in place. Though there isn’t much you can do in that regard. Giacomo is much bigger and heavier than you, picking you up could probably be easy for him too, “You’re just going to leave them here?”
“Yeah! You’re just going to leave us here!?” Ortie yells back at Giacomo.
“You’re not fuckin’ my girlfriend!” he yells back at his short friend before turning back to his concerned girlfriend, “C’mon lets go…”
“Wait!” you try to plead with him, “It’d be dangerous to leave them alone like this! We have to do something…”
It’s your pleading eyes that get Giacomo to break, sighing in defeat as they walked back towards the group. Though Giacomo made sure to keep himself up front, protecting you from the other members.
You look down at the group concern in your eyes, “Do any of you know how to fix this?”
“Usually goes away in a few hours,” Mela replies, “Though it leaves you agonisingly horny the entire time.”
“That’s no good…” you pout, “There’s gotta be something we can do.”
“I mean…” Mela pauses, thinking about her words as careful as she could given her cloudy judgment, “There is a faster way…”
“Oh? What do we need to do?”
“Sex.”
You immediately fluster up, unsure of what to say next. Giacomo is the one to speak first, “Great, so me and my girl can get out of here. You and Eri can find your own place-”
“What about Penny, Ortie, and Atticus?”
“…”
“…” Atticus hums for a moment before point towards the only person unaffected by the gas, “I would not be opposed to fornicating with the fair maiden.”
“NO!” Giacomo shouts, “That’s not happening.”
“You really just going to leave us here?” Penny retorts.
“You are not using my girlfriend like a personal fleshlight.”
“Momo…” Penny looks at him with pleading eyes, his resolve slowly cracking under the pressure, “It hurts.”
He knows. He’s in the same situation as everyone else, dick strained against his pants as each passing moment became more and more agonising. The thought of leaving his friends to struggle are the one that finally break him, “Ugh.” he groans, “Only if she’s okay with it.”
“Please.”
The teen girl remains flustered, “Huh? Are you sure Momo?”
“Only if you are.”
“I-I don’t know.” you stutter, “It’s weird, this whole situation is weird...” you pause, “But we can’t leave them like this.”
Penny looks towards you with her own pleading eyes, “Please…”
She sighs the same defeated sigh that her boyfriend made, “O-okay.”
Almost instantly after giving consent does Ortega jump you, a surprised yelp escaping from your mouth. He’s not callous in his actions, he isn’t immediately trying to disrobe and fuck you. Instead lapping and kissing against your neck to try and set the mood. A cute little whimper escaping from your mouth. The pink haired teen looks up to her boyfriend trying to gauge his mood. Surprisingly he doesn’t seem particularly upset by the sight. Instead standing and watching intently, you’re able to see his hand slowly reach down his pants as he prepares to self pleasure himself. It’s all the confirmation you need before you finally settle down into the situation, allowing Ortega to do as he pleased.
The pink haired teen boy first decides to unbutton your shirt, revealing your lavender sports bra underneath. He clicks his tongue in disappointment, “Why do you bother with this? It’s not like you have anything that needs to held.” Though the bra doesn’t stop him as he pulls the tight fabric up exposing your bare chest, a blush pink nipple finally being exposed. You aren’t given a moment to respond his lips instantly latching onto you. Teeth grazing against the little bud in his mouth, he’s rewarded by your slight whimpers, you never even had a moment to retort on his rude comment about your breast size. Though true to his contradictory nature he seemed to be worshiping your flat chest and nonexistent breasts, hands gripped onto her sides as he slowly pulled the offending fabric off of you.
You are left bare-chested out to the rest of the Team Star bosses, eyes shut closed as you focus on the feeling Ortega is giving you. Losing yourself in the moment as he continues to suckle on your pale chest. Despite his small stature his grip is like that of a Machamp, unyielding in letting you go as he returns back to the crook of your neck. Licking and suckling and most definitely leaving hickeys all over your tiny frail body. He’s not done with you quite yet, slowly slipping down his left hand under your skirt and panties. You haven’t even noticed your own arousal pooling between your legs, you can only hear the lewd squelches of yourself as Ortega played with you. He’s met with another long whine from you as he brushes the pad of his finger along your leaking slit, slowly and methodically trailing upwards towards your stiff little clit.
It’s when he presses against it do you open her eyes, jolted by the shock of pleasure it brought along. Instinctively your eyes go back towards your boyfriend who’s already shed his own pants and underwear, kneeling on the grass right outside of reach. Hand furious jerking on his own member, from what you could tell, he was enjoying the show.
You’re met with the small prod on your opposite cheek, a sticky wet substance left on your skin, you turn only to be met face to face with Mela’s penis. Surprised you choke out, “Aren’t you supposed to be with Eri?”
“It’s not fair that everyone gets a turn and we don’t,” the red head replies, eyes glazed in lust. Mela reaches down to your small petite hand guiding you up until the skin of your palm was against the sensitive rod between her legs. She doesn’t even need you to close your fist around her cock instead rutting against the open palm as beads of precum drip onto the pale skin. Mela sounds guttural and animalistic as she continues rutting against her friend’s girlfriend’s hand. Actually, the whole situation seemed animalistic in nature you thought to yourself. Your boyfriend lost in his own lust to care that he isn’t the one fucking you. The weird insistence Mela has towards having a chance with you. The whole group too lost in lust to care that they were using a fellow student like a personal fleshlight. It’s truly scary to see how badly one Salazzle affected a whole group of people.
You aren’t left to ponder for much longer as you feels something enter inside of you. You don’t bother to look down to know it’s Ortega fingering you open. A strong whine leaves your mouth as he continues his careful and methodical motions. You could have sworn you’d never seen Ortega with a girlfriend (or boyfriend for that matter) around, but every single one of his movements were so practiced and intentional. Almost like he knew exactly what to do and what he was doing, it isn’t long before he finds your good spot, the pad of his index and middle finger constantly rubbing against it as you whine and moan. You’re so loud it’s almost like you forgot there were five people watching you be toyed with and that you were out on the mountain-side where anyone could walk by and discover you. Instinctively your legs try to shut, clenching around Ortega’s arm as he continues pumping inside of you.
He lets out an annoyed tsk as he continues fingering you open. When he’s satisfied and sure you’re ready to take him he works on spreading open your legs. Hands pushing open your cute chubby thighs as he prepares to straddle you, tugging down your skirt and panties so he can finally catch a glimpse of your glimmering pussy, one free hand on his dick as he slowly pushes into your warmth. He lets out a curse as you continue to engulf him, sweat pooling in his fancy hand-tailored coat as he slowly rocked into you. He’s sure to match the pace you need but it isn’t long till you’re ready to be used. He starts on a halfway decent pace, much unlike Giacomo who often spent all his energy on the first few minutes by going too fast for his stamina to recover. Instead Ortega is much pickier with how much energy he spends, starting off on a medium pace before slowly down a little to recover a bit before returning back to his original set pace. The pink twink certainly lasts a lot longer than your boyfriend does, not that Giacomo was particularly bad, he just… gets too excited sometimes. Too excited to his own good.
You’ve never had an orgasm from just being fucked before, often needing your clit to be toyed with too and it seems as though Ortega wasn’t particularly bothering with that. Though it didn’t seem like he needed to anyways as you could feel your own orgasm building up. The rocking pace sending you barreling towards something you’re all too familiar with. It comes much faster than you could have ever expected and hits like a truck as you practically scream out in pleasure. Your own urethra squirting out the clear liquid from inside. The clenching from your own orgasm is probably what threw Ortega over his own edge and he sheaths himself all the way in before emptying his seed into you.
“Ortie!” Mela chastises him, pulling on his ear.
He pulls away from Mela and out of you, making sure to enjoy the sight of your cum-filled pussy dripping out his excess, “It’s fine she’s probably on birth control.”
“I’m not…”
“Oh shit…”
“It’s…” you pause, “Fine… I guess the rest of you can go inside too since he went ahead and did that.”
“Really?” Mela asks, “Are you-”
Though you end up being interjected by Penny, “If you say so.”
Penny lines herself up, knowing that Ortega’s done most of the prep work anyways. You can tell her dick’s bigger than Ortega’s by a little as she pushes herself in balls deep. Though she’s certainly much slower than Ortega had been, almost frustratingly slow. Clearly her inexperience and being a shut-in being a hindrance to you feeling any measurable amounts of pleasure. Penny has the stamina of a slowpoke as the trans teen continues to rut against one of her closest friend’s girlfriend. Her trimmed blue and red hair bouncing with each rough thrust she makes, though you aren’t enjoying yourself. You bring your hands towards the ground, using all your strength to push Penny back. She lands with a thud. Shockingly you are stronger than Penny and is able to have her land on her back, cock slipping out of your slit, wet with your girlcum.
Before Penny is able to complain she’s straddled by the smaller teen, the girl already lining up Penny’s member with her entrance.
“Sorry, you were going too slow…” you mutter out an apology quickly before setting the pace. Each bounce methodical as you occasionally rolls your hips against Penny’s. You set a medium pace for yourself, making sure to keep a pace that won’t tire you out easily as you try to ride yourself to another orgasm. Though, you’re not sure about it logistically, assuming that you’d still need time to recharge before being able to cum again.
You’re looking around at the other members curiously from your position on top of Penny. Ortega seems to be resting, body splayed out like a lazy persian, eyes closed as he recovers from having sex with you. Cute… He’s just like Momo. You think to yourself before your eyes return to your boyfriend again ready to gauge how he feels about the situation. His dark eyes are still intently staring at you, just like a hungry predator. His face focused entirely on you and Penny completely ignoring the sounds of the others.
Speaking of the others Mela has moved back closer towards Eri, her own dick in hand as she nuzzles into her larger girlfriend. Eri is also playing with herself, hearing the familiar wet squelches of her fingering herself to the sight. Both seemingly unbothered by the fact that their other half was jerking off to their newfound friend. Atticus seems to be sharing the same expression as your boyfriend. Ice blue eyes eagerly watching the show before him. You can even see him wet his lips with his tongue in excitement. He almost looks as if he’s waiting for Penny to finish in order to pounce in himself.
He doesn’t have to wait for longer as Penny grips onto your hips. Thrusting up pathetically as she groans, you are able to feel the familiar feeling of her dick twitching within her. Knowing that it was her pumping you full of another load of cum. You give her the pleasure of riding out her orgasm before pulling out. The poor girl already looked like she was about to pass out on the comfortable picnic blanket. It’s almost cute you have to think to yourself.
You’re completely startled by Atticus jumping on you. With a small yelp you’re prepared to roughly hit the ground, but his arm covered the back of your head, cushioning you from the fall. You’re met with his lips on your own, the poor inexperienced boy being entirely eager to put his all into the kiss. Tongue messy and wet as he licks around your lips before entering your mouth. He’s sure to try to inspect every single one of your molars, though as you expect it to deepen further you hears him whimper as he’s yanked off of you.
“Kissing’s too far dude.” Giacomo sternly looks at his friend, almost threateningly, “Only I get to do that.”
“You want thine to treat such a fair maiden as a doll?”
“I didn’t- It’s not like-” Momo stutters trying to find his words, before groaning in annoyance, “Fine. Just this once.”
Atticus hums in excitement returning back to his former place. His tongue already back to the place it had been before he was pulled off you. His hands exploring you body the same way his tongue had been. His cock twitching and leaking against your inner thigh. He’s clearly inexperienced with such intimacy but is excited nonetheless, eager to please as he works his way towards your chest. Playing with your nipples as if they were the joystick to a controller. You can even feel the wet mess pooling in your thighs, a mix of his salty precum and your own girl juices.
From the way he’s acting its like a boy with a crush finally being told he’s able to be with the girl of his dreams. You’re acutely aware that he likes you, you had been one of the few people who was nice to him all through his time being bullied at the academy, though you always assumed it was a friendly type of enjoyment. You’re not too sure now. Your eyes look over to Giacomo who unlike earlier is seething with annoyance and jealousy. The two sharing some type of miniature rivalry now that Atticus is preparing to have sex with you. Now that you think about it Atticus was the first to suggest to have sex with you. Did he like you like that? You try to shake it off, he obviously knows you’re with Momo. There’s no doubt in your mind that he’d ever risk their friendship over you.
You’re a bit startled by him dry humping against you. The head of his cock leaking across your entrance, with a couple of lucky thrusts it slips past your vaginal opening, head popping in for a second before slipping out in all the wet confusion. He only needs to try a few more times before it’s finally in, the boy grunting in satisfaction as he slowly sheaths himself inside of you.
He’s like Momo in a sense. Eagerly and quickly rutting into you, though unlike your boyfriend his stamina fairs slightly better. When he finally looses energy he mutters quick apology before waiting inside of you. His recovery is quick too, able to get back to the same pace. Though he’s learned his lesson this time, instead riding out to the best of his ability. Making sure not to over exert himself again.
You hate to admit it but he’s a quick learner, and damn does he feel good inside of you. Unwittingly realising that you’re making a symphony of moans for the rest of the group to enjoy.
It’s your noises that drive Atticus over the edge, him giving her a few final pumps until you squirt again, he’s unable to last in your bodily contractions. He pushes himself all the way in, tip of his dick threatening to enter your cum-soaked womb as he let’s himself go inside of his peer. Atticus is sure to watch his cum overflow from his girl-crush, seemingly proud of the mixed handiwork that went into making you the way that you were. He leaves one last chaste kiss before pulling out offering a weak smile to a completely seething Giacomo.
By the looks of things all the members who had their turn were slowly returning to normal, or at least you hoped they were, seeing as Ortega and Penny now laid asleep next to each other. Atticus scurrying his way to join them. It was a cute sight, like a small pack of houndour settling in for a nap after a long hunt together. You don’t get to admire the sight for much longer as Mela and Eri crawl towards you, Eri picking you up to rest her on her thighs as Mela moved herself into position.
“Do you think you can take us both at once?” Eri asks, judging by her tone if you had any hesitance she would immediately call off Mela. Though, there’s a twinge of desperation in her voice. Clearly she was hoping for a yes.
“I-I’ve never had sex with a vagina before.” you sheepishly admit.
Mela smiles a bit, “Don’t worry about it too much, you’ll get used to it pretty fast.”
Though a little hesitant you can see the light at the end of the tunnel. If you could get Eri and Mela out in one go it’d just leave Momo as the last one and then finally you could rest a little. All you’re able to do is offer a weak smile, “Yeah, we can do this.”
Eri notices the hesitance and looks as though she’s about to call the whole thing off but is interrupted by Mela sliding into you. The pained gasp escaping from your mouth.
“Mela!” Eri chides, “I think we should-”
You try to cut her off, “It’s fine! She just… caught me by surprise.”
“Are you sure?”
“Y-yeah, just focus on enjoying yourselves.” you give another weak smile.
Eri’s hesitant with her movements, slowly petting her head before shifting away. The larger woman moves herself so that her slit is facing over your face.
“We don’t have to-”
“You can sit on me.”
Eri shifts her body weight down, worried she’s suffocating the smaller teen underneath her. Though immediately starts to relax as the girl beneath her start to lap up at her entrance and clit. You’re inexperienced in this type of sex but are eager to please as Eri slowly grinds against your tongue’s movements.
Mela too is enjoying herself, your vagina slick with arousal and cum as she thrusts into the pace she knows Eri likes. Despite having sex with someone much smaller than her girlfriend it’s all Mela can think about. Mela leans over your small body in order to try and kiss her girlfriend. Though Eri’s head is rolled back as she grinds against her friend’s face. Mela makes an annoyed click that catches her girlfriend’s attention finally realising what her redheaded girlfriend was trying to do.
The taller woman leans in, lips clashing with Mela’s as they both work their way towards their own respective highs. Having already forgotten about the girl they were each having sex with. Who was clearly struggling from the lack of oxygen you were receiving. Specks of white covering your vision as you feel yourself getting ever so closer to passing out. The couple’s hands reach behind their respective partner’s head as they pulled in for a final deep kiss as each finally reached their orgasm. Passionately kissing the other as they slowly rode out their highs. Mela’s dick ever softening while Eri slowly lifted herself off of you, who’s face was entirely wet with ejaculate.
The smaller teen finally gasps for air, and Giacomo rushes over to comfort his girlfriend who struggled to catch her breath.
“You alright babe?” He asked concerned.
“Y-yeah.” you try to reassure him, though it doesn’t work well. You turn over to the couple you had just fucked who were already settling into their slumber huddled up next to each other, “Now it’s your turn.” you sigh clearly already exhausted from being used by multiple members of the group.
“You don’t have to-”
“I don’t want to leave you in pain Momo…”
He sheepishly turns away, grabbing ahold of his girlfriend’s hand and placing it on his crotch. Noticeably he wasn’t hard. Not even in the slightest.
“W-what happened?”
“I- uh…” he remains turned, face beet red, “Icamefromwatching.” he blurts out.
“Huh?”
“I said… I came from watching…” he clearly embarrassed by the fact.
“So you don’t need to have sex.”
“No, I don’t think so…”
A sigh of relief exits your mouth, “That was awful. Never. Again.”
Giacomo pulls his girlfriend into his arms nuzzling against you, “You did great babe.”
“Thanks Momo.”
“Of course.”
“Momo?”
“Yes babe?”
“Next time…”
“Yeah babe?”
“Run.”