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Warmth.
The sensation that passes through her neck and her abdomen is pure warmth, as is the sensation that lights up inside her chest as she feels the parted lips of one of her lovers on hers; and yet it's so different, the way one warmth is simply satisfying and the other makes her long for everything she knows she'll get throughout the night.
She can't see anything, but she doesn't need to.
She feels the messy bangs on her forehead, and feels the semi-long nails on her abdomen. Along with this, two pairs of lips devour the back of her neck and her lips, barely giving her a chance to breathe properly so as not to pass out.
When Rui's lips part from hers, she takes a deep breath, as if she's been underwater for a long time, and the snide laugh she receives in return is so intoxicating that it makes her desire those lips again.
She doesn't have much time to want it before the first bite reaches her neck. She knows Ena is smiling after feeling her startle and hearing the soft moan of her name escaping her lips.
She is always like that. She seeks revenge for every little joke she makes on her on a daily basis, giving her a taste of her own medicine between the sheets and the walls of the bedroom.
Mizuki loves the way that feels, the way her eyes turn mocking and the brown in her irises disappears in a barely visible ring as the ecstasy of seeing her suffering courses through the artist's body.
Her eyes so dark and predatory... It's a shame she can't see them tonight, but she's not going to complain as she shoves those fingers that had been on her abdomen into her mouth to silence her after a particularly loud moan after for Rui to reach her sensitive nipples under her clothes.
Years ago that would have killed her mood by falling deeply into her insecurities, but now she can only think about how horny she feels for her while her boyfriend and his cold hands stimulating her.
–Ena– murmurs first as soon as her fingers leave her mouth; it comes out in a nasal and sharp manner while the aforementioned simply kisses her neck in recognition. –Rui– she murmurs again before feeling her lips and her tongue again.
Just for a moment.
–What do you want, Princess?– The director murmurs while Mizuki tries to catch her breath again.
She wants to claim that that is Ena's nickname, but is prevented from doing so when her girlfriend simply runs her hand around her neck, pressing gently to make it difficult to breathe. The semi-long nails squeeze her windpipe, leaving faint crescent marks that will disappear in a while.
–Today is your day, today we are obeying you, Princess– Ena's voice is low and dark, telling the lie in her ear, knowing what the entire scenario prepared in advance by that pair really means.
She doesn't need to take off the blindfold to know that her face is blushing up to her neck, nor to see Ena and Rui's satisfied expressions.
They know what she likes in these scenarios, the degradation of having to use her voice when she can barely think about how to breathe properly is one of the things that makes her ruin her pretty skirts.
And that's what she's doing right now.
Everything inside her feels on fire, the knot in her stomach lowers and she can feel her hips crying out for any freedom to relieve the feeling of arousal that is burning her alive.
–I-I want to fe-feel good– is more of a pathetic plea than a princess's request. Ena is better at it, Mizuki is more of a needy puppy who switches between passivity and total submission and between animalistic desire to satisfy herself.
Right now, she just wants to melt between those two, she wants them to take her and make a mess.
Ena teases her as she slides her pretty artist's hands under the cute skirt, playing with the white underwear she put on that morning, pinching the fabric with her warm fingers before tugging at it.
Stretching...
Stretching...
Stretching...
*Plop*
Mizuki doesn't help but let out an obscene mewl when she releases the clothing and the blow causes a slight pleasurable pain to her erect clitoris.
Rui pinches her nipples soon after, forcing her to hiss.
However, her feet are starting to hurt, and as hot as this all is...she would prefer if the three of them went to bed instead of torturing her in the middle of the bedroom.
–Rui...Ena...bed, pleashe– she gasps before screaming when she feels herself lifted into the air and thrown unceremoniously onto the mattress.
Before she can say anything, two pairs of hands have begun to remove her clothes as if she were a doll. Ena's smaller hands are tugging at her skirt and her panties, while Rui's icy hands are struggling with the buttons on her shirt and the padded top that keeps her at least a little dressed.
The air is not cold, but the change in temperature is enough to make her feel disoriented once they remove every cloth from her to expose her body.
The cold sensation doesn't stay long before Ena pounces on her lips, sitting her thighs and butt clad in the plain black stockings she wears to college on her poor, wet, needy clit.
She is always forceful, she loves to torture her and leave her a pathetic mess that should not even be seen as an object of any dignity. She enjoys the methodical torture of letting her squirm until everything dissolves into nothing but pleasure and pain, but she also loves to simply give herself over to her lover, to simply rock her hips so that the friction makes them feel good.
She doesn't pay attention to the sounds Rui makes because Ena's wet, dominant tongue in her mouth takes center stage as she manages to subdue Mizuki while she rocks on her girlcock.
The moans are quiet only as long as neither needs air, because the moment her girlfriend separates from her, her pathetic whimpers rise in volume.
At least enough for Ena to decide to dive back in, grinding her sex harder as she feels Mizuki's hands go to her waist to try to match the pace.
Her blindfold becomes wet with her tears as the pleasure surges through her brain, making Mizuki only try to reach her orgasm.
She feels the way her girlfriend's fingertips circle her areolas, the way her nails tentatively tap her nipples.
Then the pain makes her jump with shock after a pinch on her nipples, making Ena stifle a moan against her lips, moving more and more aggressively against her poor aching sex.
The friction eventually becomes painful, the friction of the fabric against her naked sex is delicious and enjoyable until her pre and the artist's moisture are not enough lubricant. The foam from Ena's pussy and her own moisture are drying little by little, she does not avoid the hiss of pain as soon as Ena's mouth leaves hers with a lascivious snap –Ahh hahh ah Ena– moans pathetically –Yellow– the words arrive between the stupor of pleasure in the form of a broken gasp.
Everything stops there.
Rui's footsteps approach again and their girlfriend carefully climbs out of her lap.
Her blindfold is untied and they both look at her with concern.
Rui is shirtless and Ena is a mess of crumpled, mismatched clothes, a sight that would be more enjoyable if her crotch didn't hurt from the uncomfortable friction.
–Are you okay?– Rui is the first to check.
–Was I too rude?– Ena continues, the warmth of the situation and her concern is pleasant, welcoming in an intimate way. Her mood suffers a little, and she almost feels embarrassed to speak, but she finally decides to do so.
Mizuki only takes a few breaths before speaking again –Ena's tights... They're a little... rough, she hurt me a little–
–You scared me a little there– the brunette sighed before relaxing again.
They both seem to release the air from their lungs at her response, Rui nods, placing a kiss on her temple before leaving everything in Ena's hands again.
–Sorry, My Princess– Ena murmurs while Rui goes back to what she was doing before Mizuki stopped everything. –Let me make it up to you–
The atmosphere that had cooled down with the interruption returns to normal when her girlfriend begins to take off her clothes, giving her a show to enjoy while having that look of confidence that she has developed after too many nights seducing Mizuki, making her lose every ounce of dignity and earn dozens of complaints in the old place where they lived.
Mizuki just enjoys the way the fabric of the shirt slides over Ena's shoulders, the way she moves her hips while she takes off her dark skirt that disappears somewhere in the room.
She doesn't even have to look at him to know that Rui is also enjoying the show.
Then those tights follow the other clothes on the floor.
They're ruined, and the sway of her hips only highlights the underwear beneath her.
Her bra goes missing and so does her lace panties. Mizuki regrets this for a moment, she definitely would have preferred to tell Ena to keep her lingerie, or failing that, put on those thigh-high socks that gently squeeze the soft flesh that she is so dying to squeeze in her hands; but the artist has other plans, plans that involve kneeling on her after unsubtly dragging her to the edge of the bed.
Anticipation comes as tension throughout her body.
She almost came before, and now having Ena on her knees while she looks into those dark eyes...
She feels like she could cum right now, all over her girlfriend's slutty face and dark gaze.
She almost does it as she feels the first lick, her girlfriend's flat tongue, slowly and reverently licking each bead of precum at the tip of her throbbing clit.
Ena doesn't gobble up everything quickly, unlike Rui who gobbles up all of her playfully and trying to bring her to orgasm in the shortest time possible... No.
Ena takes her time, licks, plays and takes everything slow because she never tries to bring her to orgasm with her mouth even though she has learned too much.
Ena only turns her on until her mind is so confused that she will say yes to everything.
And right now, she's in heaven as she sucks on her tip and then swirls her tongue against her dripping clit.
It's slow, torturous, and so pleasurable that she can only cover her mouth with her hands before moaning into her palms and throwing her head back.
She has to muster all of her willpower not to buck. That would stimulate the young woman's sensitive gag reflex.
She hates it when that happens.
However, she can't help the shock that comes from having lips on her neck again, kissing and marking her while he forces her to tilt her head to give him more access to the skin covered in Ena's lipstick.
–Did someone forget that I was here?–He murmurs amusedly as his fingers go up to the bow that holds her hair, releasing her pink locks down her back.
Rui's hands are rough as they run over her body. The calluses formed from hours and hours of having tools on his hands without gloves are one of the things she enjoys most when he plays with her body. Her nipples are sensitive as he plays with them.
However, his fingers don't stop there. Rui's long fingers run down his abdomen, over every barely visible line from their previous games, from the grooves left by Ena's nails or the marks left by harnesses and straps.
Everything is pushing her to her limit, she can only gasp pathetically and loudly as her eyes fill with tears, the spasms in her body take her clit to the back of Ena's throat, who chokes for a moment before continuing the suction that brought Mizuki to the edge.
She feels her body turn to liquid, her harsh gasps continue as Ena and Rui continue to stimulate her body, helping her ride her orgasm until she feels like she can't take it anymore.
She can see the smiling and proud face of her boyfriend, seeing her as a confused and tired mess.
They let her recover for a bit on the bed until her breathing stabilizes and her vision comes into focus again.
–Someone came back with us, can you still continue the rest of the night? –Now it's her girlfriend who makes fun of her.
–Leave me, you're being mean– it's her only defense, she still needs to recover her neurons after she came.
–Ah, it's normal that Ena-tan made you get lost like that– Rui's voice mocks as the young man gets out of bed –you have a sharp but prodigious tongue, my Artist–
Ena huffs before pushing him a little, climbing onto the bed where Mizuki can only enjoy seeing them in such a comfortable scene.
Soon a small sound of tearing metal crosses the room as does the characteristic click of the lube bottle cap. Mizuki doesn't even bother to look at Rui, she already knows what's going on down there. She prefers to see Ena again, the way her naked body is sitting perfectly next to her, with her fingers tangling in her hair softly and tenderly.
It is only for the moment. She can recognize the scene just by the familiarity of the sounds and actions.
They are being so soft for a pretty simple reason.
They are not going to fuck with her, they are going to fuck her.
Brutal, wet and sloppy. They are going to make sure that anyone who sees her can see the shame in her gestures. May every mark left on her skin be enough to remind her of the way she humiliated and writhed under their touch.
They're going to make sure she have to take painkillers for a week.
Her girlfriend finally moves again, the smile she has is full of love and care, but it's nothing against the way her eyes are calculating every move she must make to drag Mizuki into the hell.
Ena's lips are soft and addictive, even though the smell and taste of her clit and her cum are so infused. The brunette is sitting on her clit again, kneading it with her own sex while her tongue invades her mouth, playing with her palate and trying to immobilize the young woman with pink hair until she is simply still as a doll, letting the slippery tongue of the artist reaches every corner of her mouth.
Her hips are rocking, and if that wasn't enough to make Mizuki go boneless in bed again, Rui has finally made an appearance.
Instead of fingers like Ena would usually do to prepare her, Rui has inserted one of the toys Mizuki bought to spend the nights when none of her lovers are available.
It is thin and small, but its appeal lies not precisely in that, but in the heavy base where the switch is.
She can only moan through her nose and squirm when the vibration is raised to maximum without any warning; she tries to move but her girlfriend prevents it. She's not going anywhere, and the frustration of knowing that she is completely dominated and that she can only wait to be used makes her body writhe with pleasure.
Ena's hands have long since stopped supporting her weight, and when her lips finally have a break, she can feel that her wrists are completely immobilized by the brunette's iron grip.
–If you're a good girl, we're going to treat you well– the murmur against her lips tries to be answered, but her mouth can only open in an "O" when Rui moves the toy inside her, taking it out and putting it in. The sensation of electricity fills her ass, building up into a ball of electricity that makes her squirm and moan with pathetic gasps.
–Ah-hh haahh mmnhahh Rui nhah mnhahh– Ena seems amused by the display, deciding to support Rui, moving her hips against Mizuki's sex, hoping that the young woman will simply start to look as pretty and fucked as she wants her to be seen.
So ruined...
Mizuki can't even recover a little, her hips are moving and he can't decide if she wants to bury herself inside Ena or just rub herself until she ruins her pretty thighs with precum and semen.
The vibration doesn't stop, and now the dildo is simply moving, searching for the exact spot that will make Mizuki cry with pleasure while the inventor slides small squirts of the lubricant he keeps on his nightstand down the toy.
When she reaches him, the muffled moans turn into loud exclamations, curses spoken as her mind fades into nothingness. She feels like she is going to faint and how she is unable to give in to unconsciousness. Her body is weak, just a fluid without form or strength that needs more and more pleasure.
Her hips jerk, and she's vaguely aware of the way Ena is moaning hornily as her own still-soft clit bumps against the artist's sex, the way she's riding her, exerting that pressure that's so painfully pleasurable and which is driving Mizuki into madness.
Just when she thinks she can't feel any more pleasure, Rui decides that he's had enough of watching the show. The dildo comes still vibrating out of her ass only to be replaced by the warm, rubbery feel of the condom against her entrance.
Once she feels the first push to enter, Mizuki loses every last neuron she ever had.
It's more substantial than the dildo, and knowing that it's attached to a human instead of a piece of plastic is enough to make her feel like nothing more than a sex doll who's going to let herself be fucked until Rui says enough.
The young man doesn't miss the opportunity to simply bury himself to the bottom, moaning as he feels the young woman's insides squeeze her cock.
Rui doesn't move, but he doesn't need to.
Ena continues to ride Mizuki, getting messier and messier as she smashes her lips and teeth into any soft flesh she can reach.
Mizuki is overstimulated at this point, only vaguely aware of the words being said, and once Rui starts moving, all she can think about is the way she loves being fucked by that pair so much.
The way she wants this to go on and on, how she wants to be used again and again until they are both satisfied.
Ena tenses up as Rui begins to thrust into her roughly, shouting curses and squeezing Mizuki's wrists until it's painful as she comes, having small spasms until she begins to come down from the euphoria.
Rui doesn't stop because of that.
Stars crawl around the edges of her vision, whitish dots that crawl as she feels the air leaving her lungs. Why does she feel like she's so short of oxygen? Why does she feel that it only takes a light squeeze on her neck for her vision to go dark?
She gets no response until Ena lifts her weight off of her, still breathing shakily after cumming.
Her naked body is flushed, and although there is no longer a weight preventing her from breathing, she feels her breath catch in her throat as she ogles her girlfriend only to then return her vision to Rui, who seems gone as he buries deeper and deeper into her sensitive ass.
Her legs feel like jelly, but she manages to wrap her legs around her boyfriend anyway, to pull him closer and feel more and more of him.
Usually he smells like oil and something that resembles hot metal or rubber, but at that moment, while he is fucking her so well and so deeply, she can smell a little sweat along with Rui's natural scent. Her discovery only makes her let out a louder moan than the previous ones while she feels her boyfriend breathing hard.
Her fingers search for something to hold on to, the young man looms closer over her, he seems to be one stagger away from dropping his weight on Mizuki.
Her fingers tangle in his hair, damp with sweat and tousled from movement. He's almost like an anchor as her mind becomes more and more confused. Rui is quiet, rarely making a moan when he's in charge, so it's a surprise when after an especially deep and hard thrust, Mizuki pulls his hair and Rui lets out a moan so loud it makes Ena turn around.
The question is almost brewed when Mizuki receives another too strong thrust and her hands pull his hair again, making Rui moan loudly again.
Mizuki does nothing but moan so loudly that the neighbors probably know what's going on, no one cares about silencing her anymore, not when Ena has sat up again, pulling hard on Rui's hair, making the young man more excited and attacks Mizuki harder.
It doesn't take long until she collapses.
Between the pinkette's tight ass and the brunette's rough hair pulling, Rui ejaculate, Mizuki unable to do anything but take his stuttering thrusts as the young man comes undone inside her, filling the condom with his cum.
The poor young woman finally receives a little respite.
Her breathing is irregular, and she is on the verge of unconsciousness, almost sleeping after being pinned for so long.
But not. She awakens from her semi-asleep state when Rui leaves and Ena's low laughter rings in her room.
–Are you still hard after that?– Her voice full of unpleasant mockery and presumption reaches Mizuki.
What is Ena talking about?
The response comes in the form of a cheeky touch to her wet clit.
Her stomach does a flip when she realizes the heat that's still inside her, the way her ass clenches around nothing and her prostate throbs in time with her racing heartbeat.
She feels that she is satisfied, that she could go to sleep like this.
But she also feels the way her body screams for the overstimulation back. She asks for Rui's thick cock in her ass or Ena's mouth on her clit.
Anything that puts out the embers that remain burning under her skin.
Ena has that lascivious look again, however, there is doubt beneath that dark expression.
With her entire body protesting against her, she manages to reach for the artist's hand, directing her warm touch against the hot skin of her chest, hoping that it will be enough to break the doubt that she still dances into her dark eyes.
It works.
Slowly, her fingers return to her sore nipples, drawing a half-pained, half-pleased hiss from her lips.
She doesn't stay long, she seems eager to make Mizuki cum from her, because she kisses her again with her mouth open, little by little resuming her previous position on her erect clitoris.
However, this time she is not satisfied with crawling on her wet pussy.
Instead, she takes the bottle of lube, putting a few drops on her fingers before burying them knuckle-deep in her own sex.
Not that it's very necessary, they are so wet that it seems ridiculous to her to believe that there could be a lack of lubricant.
After removing her fingers from her, Ena leans on the bed to begin to lower herself onto Mizuki's clit, drawing a sigh from the young woman.
It takes no effort for her to come down completely, Mizuki can only continue with her eyelids fluttering and her mouth open.
It's too much.
–Shut your mouth or you'll eat a fly– Ena's reprimand makes her aware of her body, of how it contorts as she seeks the pleasure that Ena's warm and tight insides gives her.
It's so overwhelming, the way the warm, soft insides of her engulf the entire length of her...
Wait a moment...
The realization of it brings her back to her senses, gasping with shock and terror.
–E-Ena!– the pinkette is startled by the surprised trill, Mizuki seems terrified –I-I didn't put a condom on!–
The young woman lets out a soft, almost cruel laugh as she rocks her hips, once again reducing her girlfriend to a stuttering mess.
–And? –The batting of her eyelashes and the smugness in her voice are dangerous.
But not as much as the little jumps she takes. Mizuki doesn't want to give in to it, but there is no hesitation in the artist's gestures.
Her heart lurches and her mind races.
She doesn't know if she's horny or happy, and she decides it doesn't matter now. She just wants to get there, she wants to get rid of herself in Ena's bowels, she wants...
–Wow, our little artist is very brave – Rui's voice startles both of them, making them turn to where the young man is, erect again and with a condom between his fingers – or maybe she is so excited that she won't mind if I join–
Ena's little jumps stop, her face is torn between surprise and disbelief.
However, she pulls herself together in a few seconds, her confident look is gone, and in her place is a shyness that they haven't seen in years.
–Do what you want– she says, without resuming her movements.
Expecting.
Rui seems satisfied with the answer, the condom is back on his cock. The bottle of lube is where Ena left it, still open and spilling slightly. The young man has the same toy he used on Mizuki in his hands, filling it with lube before placing it against Ena's ass.
Everyone shivers in anticipation before he decides to push it a little, causing a groan of discomfort from the young woman.
Putting it in takes a while, but once it's inside and Rui can move it without the brunette feeling discomfort, he decides to turn on the toy.
Ena moans loudly and squeezes Mizuki, Ena's weight on her is a little uncomfortable but nothing that isn't possible to handle.
She's soon able to move it, the brunette rocking her hips back and forth as the toy goes in and out.
Rui decides she's had enough when Ena looks ready to cum, leaving her empty once her toy is turned off and pulled out of her ass.
Rui seems impatient, and Mizuki can only laugh as she sees their girlfriend eager for more stimulation.
Rui's tip enters Ena, and Mizuki can feel how strange what they are doing is. The deeper he goes, the more aware she becomes that there is only a thin, thin divide.
It is strangely stimulating.
Ena goes boneless on her body once Rui pushes his length to the bottom, and he only decides to move when her girlfriend tries to move on her behalf.
It's slow at the start, but no less stimulating.
Rui peppers Ena's back with kisses, and Mizuki receives her lips in hopes of distracting her a little from the discomfort she might feel.
–mnhh please...–
The director was the first to move. Tentative, gentle thrusts. Mizuki tried to imitate the movements, stopping whenever Ena looked in pain.
Little by little they picked up a rhythm, their hips moving at different rhythms so as not to hurt her, the rubbing of Rui's cock and Mizuki's clit adding stimulation to all three.
It didn't take long, the new experience was enough to push them over the edge.
Rui was the first to cum, leaving him panting after filling the condom with his cum.
Then it was Mizuki.
Her overstimulated clit shot out thin ropes that painted the young woman's insides white, they both writhed, but Ena couldn't reach them.
Ena stood there, slightly frustrated that she hadn't been able to achieve stimulation. Their partners noticed, but it was Rui who offered first.
–Do you need help, my Artist?– he offered his help to lift her, sitting her on the edge of the bed.
The young woman wanted to ask what he was going to do, receiving the actor's tongue between her folds as an anticipated response.
–Mmmhhh ahh-ah Rui– her fingers tangled between the purple hair, pulling and feeling the sounds vibrating against her wet sex.
Mizuki could only watch tiredly until Ena finally come, staying completely relaxed next to her.
Her body was tired and sore, she could barely lay on her side without gasping in pain, but it was worth it when she reached for Ena's hand, intertwining their fingers.
She didn't notice her when she fell asleep, but she assumed one thing.
It was the best birthday gift they could have given her.