The music was sounding so loud that Jaune felt it vibrating in his spine while he was walking down the stairs in the dim light. The steps were sticky, no doubt stained by countless drinks over the years, but only a faint red light illuminated them. —Are you sure this is the right place?— he asked nervously. Pyrrha, who was walking ahead, looked back at him with a reassuring smile and narrowed her green eyes with amusement. Don't worry, she said. There's nothing scary about nightclubs. —Hey, that's not what I... “Oh! We're here.” At the end of the stairs, a double door opened into an enormous room with a low ceiling that somehow managed to be very well lit and dark at the same time. Jaune's eyes widened when he entered the club, immediately realizing that this place was unlike any other he had been to before. The idea that such a place existed just a stone's throw from Beacon seemed ridiculous. People he recognized twisted on the dance floor, rubbing sweatily against each other as the multicolored lights flashed at them. Jaune stood there for a moment, stunned, until Pyrrha laughed and grabbed his sleeve. Suddenly, her lips were against his ear, electrifying him with her touch, shouting to be heard: Will you give me this dance? She dragged him onto the dance floor, her chest against his, her smile flashing red, then green, then pink under the lights. Jaune's heart accelerated in his chest. All of this had happened so suddenly, but he took Pyrrha's hips and pressed himself against her, feeling the hardness of her stomach against his, her biceps squeezing his waist when she wrapped her arms around him. Pyrrha's red dress shone and sparkled brightly, and the other dancers parted when they noticed the star student in their midst, clearing a space for Pyrrha and His stud. —Are these nightclubs like this? —asked Jaune foolishly, unable to tear his gaze away from Pyrrha's emerald eyes. She didn't seem to hear him over the noise, but nodded anyway, pressing herself even closer against him. He was starting to find his rhythm, feeling the beat of the music flowing through him—. It's like the academy dance. Pyrrha put her lips back in his ear and Jaune was surprised to feel his teeth biting down on the bud, playfully tugging. It's almost time, she said. What for? —You'll see! —She lowered her hand with a quick slap on his butt, causing several nearby dancers to laugh as she grabbed him tightly again. Jaune started to suspect that this wasn't like the academy dance at all. Something was brewing, besides his own excitement. The music rose slowly, the lights flashing faster and more frequently, and Pyrrha's breathing grew warmer against Jaune's neck. When he felt his erection sliding down his leg, he lifted a thigh to rub it against him, leaving him motionless as waves of pleasure washed over him. He had never seen this side of Pyrrha before, and was a little scared of what he might see in the next few minutes, but there was no way he wanted this to stop. His hands slid down, pressing the hem of her skirt before slipping onto her beautiful thighs. He could feel every muscle running beneath his fingers, flexing and tensing with each step—. Now you're understanding —she said, and gasped with joy when Jaune dared to lift her skirt an inch. Her veiled eyes reflected as much affection as predatory hunger, and when the music reached its climax, Pyrrha pushed his hands away from her buttocks, hollowed out her cheeks between her palms, and drew him down to kiss her. The lights went out, and so did the music. For a moment there was nothing but the the warmth of Pyrrha's mouth, with her tongue tracing his. In total darkness, their hands left their cheeks and wrapped around his hips with their arms. A sound of fabric rubbing was heard... The lights shone intensely, three times more than before, bathing the entire club in intense red and blinding light. For a moment, Jaune could only see Pyrrha's eyes, but then she broke the kiss and what Jaune saw was... flesh. Everything around him, soft, naked, and wet. Piles of clothes were stacked on the floor, and as Jaune watched, a few final garments were torn off and thrown into the air at random. Time stopped. A strand of saliva stretched between Jaune's lips and Pyrrha's, thinning out and finally breaking when she leaned back, clinging to his arms for support. Pyrrha wore nothing except heart-shaped nipple covers on top and tiny red panties below. She smiled when she saw his expression. Then the music stopped. Jaune was surprised by the wave of movement that swept through everywhere. Dancers were tearing off each other's clothes, removing any barrier between them and their objects of desire. Women were getting down on all fours and greedily sucking their partners' cocks, choking and gagging as they filled their throats. There was no trace of inhibition, no hesitation: they plunged into a tide of depravity, acting like total animals. Other girls leaned back or fell backward with their legs wide open, and immediately men at random covered them, their eyes wide in ecstatic orbits as they filled their pussies and asses. Pyrrha took Jaune's hands and gave him a reassuring squeeze, but it was obvious from the look in her eyes that she was barely holding on. She was hornier than words could express, desperate for the cock of the red stallion, and if she didn't get it this second... Jaune swallowed. Saliva and she took off her pants. Pyrrha gasped when she saw her cock spread out, slapping her thighs with its impressive weight. Immediately, she grabbed her member with a powerful hand and guided it towards her stomach, marking her hips and undulating her abdominal muscles up and down over her enormous member. 'Mmn...' Pyrrha's free hand slid across her sweaty stomach to caress between her legs, massaging her needy pussy inside her pants that were biting at her vulva. Wet gasps burst from her sweet lips, which nipped and sucked Jaune's neck and clavicle as she sank deeper into her extreme excitement. Her green eyes were supplicant, tender, desperate. 'Did you want to bring me here before, eh?' Jaune said with heaviness, tracing his thumb over her cheek. She turned her head to lick his palm, and he watched in amazement as her long and agile tongue slid against his skin. He hooked his thumb in her mouth, holding her lip and guiding her down. Pyrrha got on her knees obediently, holding onto her ankles for support, placing her enormous cock on her face. Its circumference covered her right eye. Some of the other girls turned around, interested in seeing what Pyrrha was doing, and stayed aghast when they saw Jaune's enormous cock, but the lucky stud barely noticed: now only Pyrrha mattered. He grabbed her red hair and moved his hips forward and backward, rubbing his cock on her face. Pyrrha left kisses along his skin, submissive to the moment: the shock of seeing her cock exposed was too much even for the best student at the Academy, and all she could do was not faint. A hand slapped Jaune's shoulder. He shuddered and turned halfway towards his rough assailant, and growled when warm lips enveloped his. He found himself staring fixedly at some violet eyes and disheveled locks of '... red blonde hair. Yang smiled triumphantly during the kiss, crushing her enormous and brilliant breasts against his chest while stealing his breath. He couldn't react, he was too stunned to push Yang away, and a second later any thought of resistance disappeared: this was... enchanting. It was as if his brain were melting under the intensity of their kiss, his tongue sinking into hers and wrapping around her possessively by her gums. The pure force of the surprise kiss overwhelmed his senses; before he could realize it, he had wrapped his arm around Yang's waist, pulling her towards him while holding Pyrrha's head down. His girlfriend was struggling, trying to get up and fight against the interfering fighter, but he was beyond rational thought. His entire body vibrated with explosive desire, but he was too stunned to know what to do with it. When Yang's lips parted from his, leaving a lipstick stain around his mouth, she laughed between her teeth and placed her hand on top of his, intertwining their fingers in Pyrrha's hair. Hello, Jaune, she greeted him, making the saliva hanging between their mouths move. I didn't expect to see you here. —Yang... —Jaune looked at the astonishing body of the red-haired fighter, now exposed for everyone to see. Her famous breasts among the men of the Academy were exhibited, enormous beyond the wildest imagination of Jaune. Now they were crawling against him, moving from side to side as she leaned burlonely towards his body. Yang was just as toned as Pyrrha, and even more feminine in all the right places. Her tongue pulled on the saliva cord like a guitar string, shaking it until it broke. —I suppose Pyrrha finally went crazy. She comes here every week, you know... Oh no, not like this! —Yang laughed when she saw his confused expression—. No, she never There had been dancing like that before. Wait by the bar and watch. You know, like a pervert. —Yang threw a cruel smile at Pyrrha, who twisted against the combined shackles of her captors—. Hey, Jaune. Since you're new here, how about a lesson from a professional? You're still a virgin, right? Pyrrha watched with horror as Yang pressed hard on Jaune's cock... turned it towards her... and placed his hairless and wet lips against her wide and shiny tip. Jaune seemed not to know what was happening, and Pyrrha realized it was her fault. Wait... she said. And the juices splashed her face while Yang's hips crashed into Jaune's, filling her pussy with her giant virgin-breaker in a single super powerful blow! Yang's violet eyes shot up and back, biting his teeth, humming in a maddening ecstasy. Holding Jaune's hips, he began to pound forward and backward like a machine, his abs and thighs straining to deliver blow after blow of hammering on Jaune's poor pelvis. His cock emerged and disappeared obscenely quickly in her pussy, shining with thicker and thicker layers of Yang's feminine nectar, which only served to soak Pyrrha when their hips collided like atomic destroyers. Jaune could do little more than hold on, his arms dangling at his sides, his face a mask of almost scared ecstasy while Yang took advantage of his dazed state. —Damn! —Yang roared, throwing her head back, her red hair waving magnificently under the bright red light. She moved her hips faster and faster, screwing her cock as if her life depended on it, using her superhuman strength to punish her flesh for growing so much. As her apple-sized nuts pounded against her thighs and pre-seminal liquid dripped from her trembling orbs, Yang arched her back and hit the slight bulge in her abdominals that made itself too visible under the harsh light. Then she bit his earlobe and hissed: —Take it! Yang jumped, wrapping her legs around his hips, and Jaune hastened to hook his arms under her thighs. The other club attendees stared in amazement, some pausing their own depraved acts just to admire the show. Yang was out of reach, an unbreakable and invincible queen of sex, and there she was, grasping Jaune's shoulders, jumping up and down on his pelvis like a high-resistance sexual toy. Her buttocks applauded, her breasts bounced between her breasts, and she got dizzy while riding his enormous cock. Jaune started moving his hips, much to Pyrrha's great consternation: the redhead approached and clung to his thigh, with her eyes lifted in a silent supplication while her free hand slid between her legs. She masturbated pathetically, rubbing her pussy through her panties as a slippery pool of nectar formed around her knees. J-Jaune...?, she asked, so weak and dizzy that she pressed her cheek against his leg to steady herself. Jaune, you can't... give it... —More force! Yang cried when Jaune started penetrating her, introducing his cock into her delicious and tight humidity while her central muscles twisted around his carnal destroyer—. If I don't screw you until you're in a coma, I'll hit you until you're one too! More force! Ghnk! —gurgled sweetly, throwing her head back as she reached her first powerful climax. Her perfect pussy splashed and gripped her grip, trying to pull his cock out by the grip while it poured like a frantic super pussy. Hit, hit, hit! Her buttocks never stopped colliding with her hips, and Jaune never stopped thrusting, prolonging his orgasm until it became a burning heat. His arms around her neck trembled, his toes curled... curved in the air and growled while, not knowing it, soaked Pyrrha's face and breasts with girl semen. Pyrrha, looking at that stretched-out pussy trembling on her face, sliding up and down along the cock she loved, couldn't help but open her mouth and stick out her tongue. Jaune grabbed Yang tighter, squeezing the lower part of his back to attract his abdominals against hers. Yang was now hanging from her grasp, barely holding on, relying on it to support his slippery body. He knew he would lose his grip soon, even with the additional support of his cock lodged in her uterus, and his thrusts slowed down... but then Yang became much lighter, tilted his head when Pyrrha's accusatory face appeared next to Yang's head. Pyrrha held Yang from behind, her arms along the back of the jadeating blonde and her hands digging into her buttocks, looking fixedly at Jaune while she was screwing his virginity into those bulging abdominals. —Come on, Jaune —Pyrrha said, disguising her unbearable lust beneath a mask of fiery fury—. Come inside her. But if you lose your head here, I'll never train with you again. The threat was clear: if Jaune let himself become Yang's man, Pyrrha would no longer be his woman. She swallowed... stabilized... and started pumping Yang with all her might. Her breasts bounced freely while her hips arched against hers, the space between their pelvis splashing and applauding, mixing and spattering a variety of crap. She leaned over Yang, transferring her weight more and more to Pyrrha as the redheaded woman struggled to hold on, until Pyrrha gasped and fell, Jaune's cock emerging in a viscous cascade while she was sprawled out with Yang on top of her. A moment later, Pyrrha growled, out of breath when Jaune collapsed onto Yang, thrusting all the way up to his balls with one single stroke. —Damn... —grunted Yang, twisting and writhing around On top of Pyrrha. He looked over his shoulder at the nervous redheaded woman and smiled widely, rubbing his own clitoris on Jaune's cock that was buried deep inside him—. Do you want some of this? I'm sorry, your boyfriend gave me privileges of flesh and I don't want to share. Yang's laughter when he saw Pyrrha blush with jealousy was deep and sensual. —It must hurt. Your pussy is empty and mine is being fucked just a few centimeters away. The brutal sex emphasized his point. Yang sang in ecstasy, closing his eyes for a moment, pressing his palms on the floor next to Pyrrha's hips as her large and salty breasts began to bounce in perfect and symmetrical rebounds. —Hff... hf, hff... Honestly, I don't think you can handle this cock. You should give it to me: I'll let you watch when we make love like gods that we are... nngh! Yang's eyes snapped open when Jaune hit the bottom, SLAMMING his balls against Pyrrha's pussy. He's... coming...! Yang grabbed Pyrrha's hands and pressed them on his shiny abdominals, forcing her to feel the weight of her boyfriend bursting inside another woman's uterus. Pyrrha moaned as Yang's stomach became firmer and thicker, not quite swelling around the load that burst from Yang, but approaching, as if she had just eaten a big meal and also stuffed herself with dessert. Yang growled, twisted, and arched his back while receiving Jaune's blessing, squeezing his cock with all his might, saliva serpentining down his cheek as he was consumed by bliss, making Pyrrha feel every last second, bearing witness to her pleasure from outside. —Jaa… jaa… —Jaune panted, leaning over Yang, grabbing her shoulders and looking at her enormous and agitated breasts... her beautiful violet eyes... her long red hair that now covered Pyrrha's face completely. When Yang smiled, Jaune returned the smile and lowered his head to Kissing her. They remained stuck to each other's lips for a good while as his semen dripped from the trembling pussy of Yang. She tried to contain everything, but it was simply impossible. The crowd whistled and shuddered at the magnificent display while Pyrrha trembled, lost and confused, beneath the red-haired girl. Although Pyrrha would never admit it, mixed with Yang's flow was her own sweet nectar: she reached her climax in the instant Jaune's balls hit her pussy, coming since the first contact between her pussy and his package. —Genial—roared Yang as he stepped back and separated her legs with his hands. His penis emerged centimeter by centimeter covered in saliva, dripping semen onto Pyrrha's trembling thighs. She gave Pyrrha a nudge on the ribs, leaned back, and tangled her fingers in the red-haired beauty's hair—. I think I'll keep it. - The next day... Yang entered the gym with a firm step, her breasts moving in her fitted athletic top and her rear end swaying in her short yellow pants as she headed towards the running tracks. Still glowing from the conquest of the previous night, confident in her superiority, the biggest girl at the Academy. When she rounded the corner, Yang was happy to see a familiar red-haired one sweating on the machine. Pyrrha wore a gray top and pants, sweat darkening her back as she ran, with flushed cheeks, breathing constantly despite her evident exhaustion. Yang climbed onto the running track beside her. —Hello—greeted the blonde fighter to the red-haired one and gave Pyrrha's rear end a slap while jumping up and down. Pyrrha shuddered, grabbing the bars briefly to steady herself, but continued running. Yang laughed. —Jaune and I had a lot of fun last night in your room. Thanks for introducing us that way: never would have thought you'd be so well-endowed, and I can smell the big cocks at a mile distance. Yang lit his machine. He started walking and then trotting, increasing speed until he reached maximum speed, with his tits and hair moving wildly. He ran deliberately twice as fast as Pyrrha, moving like an antelope despite his obscene curves. —I was thinking of visiting him after exercising. He likes to sweat, you know: he licks me all over. —Yang winked at Pyrrha—. All over. Have you ever been licked? Pyrrha raised her eyebrows. —Yes, it did. —You've come so far, haven't you? It's almost a shame to leave him, but it's best. You would have destroyed me. —Yang smiled brightly—. And then...? Do you want to come with me afterwards? It's not the same without you looking. Pyrrha turned off the machine. She got off the track before it came to a complete stop, grabbed her towel and headed to the locker room. “I'm done”, she said. Yang watched her until she disappeared from view, then shrugged and continued running. - Yang moaned, sitting on the edge of the bed and massaging his pussy with two fingers. A thick white semen burst out of his stretched pussy and flowed onto the floor, a small cascade of delicious semen. I didn't think... sweating... would excite you so much, he sighed. Isn't it, Pyrrha? Pyrrha bit her lip and looked away in anger. The star student had arrived little after Jaune and Yang had started, and her face when Jaune opened the door with lipstick-covered lips hadn't been priced. Now she was sitting at the end of the bed, backs to the action, with her hands entwined in her lap while pretending not to savor the views, sounds, and smells of world-class sex. She trembled from head to toe, looking down while Jaune destroyed Yang's pussy at a deafening rhythm, holding his hips, burying his face between his bouncing tits as she gurgled with joy. He pushed his Her fingers were tangled in his hair, unable to avoid PUSHING her hips towards his, lifting her rear off the bed and lowering it down with enormous and terrifying WHUMPS. Pyrrha opened her legs. She listened to Yang laugh as his hand slid between them, sliding into her pants before pushing two fingers inside her wet pussy. Ha... ah... Pyrrha moaned while masturbating, looking at Jaune and Yang fuck from the corner of her eye, until Yang extended his hand, grabbed her chin, and pulled her down alongside them. Pyrrha sprawled across his forehead, softly moaning as Yang yanked her hair, forcing her face against the side of a wobbling breast. Now she could FEEL Jaune's movements shaking his entire body, causing his muscles to flex and his eyes to gradually incline backwards. —Uhn... yes, look at me well... —Yang said, dragging out the words as he gripped Pyrrha's hair tightly in his fist—. Your boyfriend is fucking me like an idiot... —He stuck out his tongue with pleasure before grabbing Pyrrha's hand and bringing it to his abs, Jaune's cock bursting into her uterus so hard and fast that jets of semen shot out around her stretched lower lip—. ¡Ah... ah! Suddenly, Jaune moaned in an orgasm, coming with such force that Pyrrha heard his viscous strings erupting in Yang's uterus, flooding her to the edge and beyond. Yang buried Pyrrha's face in his chest and howled as he received a hot and humid load from his new favorite toy, squeezing his legs tightly around his hips, not letting go until he had poured every last drop inside her. —Mmm... guh... —When he let go, Jaune fell back onto the bed, his cock still pulsating with nervousness. Pyrrha screamed when she saw Yang's open pussy dripping with semen all over the bed: thick sperm. white and tasty from her boyfriend... Before Pyrrha knew what she was doing, she was on all fours between Yang's muscular thighs, the blonde's hand gripping his hair as he leaned towards that melted heat. Yang moaned when Pyrrha started licking him, arching his back in a felinelike spasm. —Mmmn... I suppose I'll let you... for now. Good girl... Pyrrha was too drunk on semen to respond. She sucked noisily and greedily, grabbing Yang's thighs around her face, her green eyes rolling back as she lost herself in desire...
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