Friday Night Loving 2: Midnight Snack

Aeolia shook her ass enticingly as she brought her face towards Vivian’s pussy, a saucy grin on her lips. John didn’t need any further instructions and quickly joined the girls on the bed, kneeling behind his winged girlfriend. Vivian stared apprehensively at them, her breathing still heavy enough to cause her breasts to quiver.

“Relax,” Aeolia cooed, one hand reaching up to caress Vivian’s midsection tenderly.

“It’s a little hard to,” Vivian replied with a nervous laugh. “I didn’t think all this would happen.”

“You expected us to not make this as pleasurable as possible?” Aeolia asked with a mocking pout. “I’m a little hurt, Vi.”

“T-that’s not what I meant,” Vivian stuttered out, face now flush with embarrassment instead of arousal. “I just... never thought it would be so good. You guys have made everything better than I could have imagined.”

Aeolia looked back at John, a smirk on her lips, before turning back to Vivian.

“Then get ready to have your mind blown,” she cockily declared and dove in. Vivian’s head snapped back, a lovely moan torn from her throat as Aeolia began to eat her out. John watched enraptured as Vivian’s midriff flexed in response to Aeolia’s deft tongue, his cock pulsing in time with his elevated heart rate.

The slurping noise of Aeolia’s ministrations stopped and she looked back at John, her face glistening with Vivian’s nectar.

“Are you going to make this a proper threesome, or should I start taking care of myself?” she snarked, slipping one of her hands between her legs to tease her pussy, spreading her lips apart.

Spurred on by her taunt and invitation, John took hold of Aeolia’s hips and pressed his cock into her soaked lips and teased her back, grinding up and down her slit. She groaned in approval and resumed servicing Vivian. John continued teasing her for a short while, peering at Vivian from over Aeolia. Their eyes met and John winked at her as he penetrated Aeolia.

He kept his pace slow to start, careful to not disrupt Aeolia’s feasting. His steady rhythm spurred the winged woman to increase the fervor of her actions and Vivian’s gasps of passion increased in frequency and volume. One of the redhead’s hands worked its way to her chest and was teasing the erect nipple that adorned it. The other traveled south and, after a moment of hesitation, reached out to cup Aeolia’s head, wrapping its fingers in her hair.

Aeolia let out a pleased hum and stopped her oral ****. “I guess I’m doing something right,” she said smugly.

“Yes, you were,” Vivian whined between panting breaths, her hair-tangled hand lightly pulling Aeolia’s head back to her crotch. Smirking, Aeolia obeyed the redhead’s unspoken wish and went back to her task, but not before saying, “I think we can take things up a notch.”

John didn’t hesitate to pick up the pace of his fucking, driving into Aeolia’s hot insides with increasing speed. A testament to her core strength, John’s greater thrusts did little to affect her ability to pleasure Vivian. If anything, his vigor inflamed her own and she ate out Vivian with greater passion, much to the redhead’s vocal exaltation.

"I, I'm cumming!" she cried out, body tensing as her orgasm hit. She pulled Aeolia's hair hard, grinding her groin against the winged woman's face.

The rough treatment didn't take Aeolia out of the moment, if the way her cunt clamped down on John's dick was any indication. He let out a grunt, the increased grip drawing him dangerously close to cumming.

He slowed down slightly, trying to regain some composure when Aeolia pulled back from a boneless Vivian and glanced back at him, her face flushed.

"Pretty close, John?" she asked, in a tone that said she already knew the answer. "I am. Think we can shift into high gear for the final stretch? Give Vi a show?”

John flashed her a grin, and gripped her hips tighter. “You want a grand finale? You got one!”

With all his might, John pounded into Aeolia. No longer needing to pleasure Vivian, Aeolia pushed herself up into the more traditional doggy style position, her breasts swaying from John’s thrusts. She let out a drawn out moan as she began to match John’s movements, rocking her hips back to meet him.

John felt his orgasm drawing closer, and to even the odds, he slid one of his hands from Aeolia’s hip to probe for her clit. He was spared blind fumbling by Aeolia as her own hand guided his to her sensitive nub. A small pang of disappointment cut through his arousal at his failure to reach his target without aid, but he brushed it off as he focused on increasing Aeolia’s stimulation.

His efforts there boosted his mood as Aeolia’s pussy clamped down on his cock and she let out a throaty moan.

“Right there!” she exclaimed and John felt a surge of pride as she came before he lost the fight against her inner walls’ undulations and came himself, hilting himself within her convulsing depths.

Coming down from the high, John slowly pulled himself out of Aeolia, his dick coated in a sheen of her fluids. His focus shifted to Vivian who watched them with heavy lidded eyes. Despite the encroaching tiredness, the redhead’s brown orbs shone with rapture, like she had just witnessed something magnificent.

“Enjoy the finale?” Aeolia huffed when she composed herself, pulling herself close to Vivian before shifting to lay down slightly on her side next to her.

“Yes,” Vivian answered, her voice just as breathless as Aeolia’s.

Aeolia smirked slightly, affectionately pushing some of Vivian’s hair out of her face. “Sounds like we pushed you to your limits.”

Vivian tried to push herself up, asserting, “I can still…”

Aeolia placed a hand on the redhead’s shoulder and gently pushed her back.

“Yeah, no,” Aeolia said flatly. “We’d be pretty shitty lovers if we **** you to fuck while berely hanging on. Same with carrying on without you. You just owe John and I an orgasm later, okay?”

Prone on the bed, Vivian could only muster the energy to nod slightly, her eyes beginning to flutter. Shuffling over to them, John carefully shifted Vivian over enough for him to slip between them, the redhead quickly latching on to him as sleep claimed her.

“She really didn’t want to fall asleep before us,” John softly said, a hand gently rubbing down her back.

“She’s got spirit,” Aeolia remarked, shifting to her innate size and flying to the lightswitch. The room fell into near darkness and Aeolia glided back to the bed, growing back to full height and plopping down on John’s unoccupied side, slipping under his arm, her head close to his.

“I think we did a pretty excellent job,” she whispered into his ear, sending a small shiver down his spine.

“We certainly made it so Vi’s going to sleep well tonight,” John stated, his voice beginning to reflect his tiredness. While not at the level Vivian had been before surrendering to the sandman, laying down with pleasant company was beginning to tip the scale.

Aeolia nodded, a few strands of her hair tickling his neck. “Yeah, that’s a pretty good indicator we did good. We probably should stop talking. Even worn out, if we keep chatting, she might wake up.”

“Right,” John said. “That’d certainly ruin things.”

Aeolia shifted, propping herself up so she could deliver a quick kiss to John’s lips. “Good night, loverboy.”

She settled down and snuggled into his side as John, a dopey grin on his face, echoed her words, minus the pet name, and closed his eyes, gently pulling both his girlfriends closer as he drifted off to sleep.

Senka tried to ignore the amorous sounds emanating from Vivian’s bedroom, drowning them out with the random music she’d found in an attempt to solidify her musical tastes. She’d started from John’s mainstream and classic rock preference and branched off from there, finding a resonance with more heavy sounding offerings.

Despite the pounding drums and sharp guitar, she could still hear them and her desire to expand her audio repertoire was overshadowed by another, baser desire. Shifting in her seat, Senka looked to the ajar door. She was aware Vivian had peered in on her earlier and debated if she should close it before indulging herself.

“I doubt they’ll be leaving the bedroom before I end up running out of time,” she mused, feeling a small thrill shoot through her. She took off the headphones and shook her head. Her pigtails came undone with a thought, shifting into a high ponytail, her crossbone-like hairpiece disappearing. Her clothes likewise vanished with a simple thought, leaving her nude save for her eyepatch, her full breasts sagging slightly without the support of her robe.

“It’s strange that I can’t remove this,” she remarked, lightly touching her obscured eye. “I wonder if it has to do with the image I came from. And I suppose that says something about John’s mindset that my clothes aren’t bound to the same rule.”

Smiling at the suggestive thought, Senka placed the headphones back on and began to pursue something titillating to watch.

“It seems the Abyss is no stranger to pornography,” she remarked as she found herself on a video site displaying models of a wide variety of, to her, exotic people. She hovered her pointer over a stream whose thumbnail featured a pair of silver haired elves, if the ears were any indication. With a click the video began to play, the elven maidens wasting no time before engaging in a heated makeout.

To the gentle sounds of smacking lips, Senka began to masturbate, lightly teasing her clit and nipple with eager fingers. Despite the alluring display of the fair skinned and slender beauties on the screen, Senka’s thoughts drifted to the activities happening elsewhere in the Barrier.

“I wonder how they’re doing things?” she mused, her fingers growing bolder as she imagined how her summoner and his ladies were going about things. “Are they going to focus solely on Vivian’s pleasure, or will they try to make things as even as possible?”

Her imagination painted a picture of the three of them performing oral in a triangular arrangement on Vivian’s bed. John was eating out the redhead with vigor, causing their host to be somewhat lax in pleasuring Aeolia. She imagined the winged woman wasn’t too put off on the intermediate cunnilingus and was focused more on lavishing attention on John’s dick.

Senka’s pawing of her nether lips grew more intense as the imaginary scene played out, the elven show forgotten. Soon, the crafted image of the three lovers reached a crescendo with the faux Vivian reaching her orgasam first, given her lack of experience, spraying her feminine nectar on John’s face. From there, she imagined they would shift into proper fucking, Vivian riding John while Aeolia sat on his face, the two women facing each other.

She envisioned Aeolia gently playing with the redhead’s breasts while kissing her, adding to the sensations that would overwhelm the recently deflowered woman. Senka imagined them reaching their peak in time with hers and she let out a throaty moan as she came, her body quivering as her cunt spasmed around her fingers.

Her fantasies about her hopefully future bed partners faded from her mind as she came down from her orgasmic high. She lazily closed the forgotten porn video, not even caring that the two elves had moved from kissing and fondling to scissoring. Without the video’s sound, she could make out the muffled noise of lovemaking several rooms away and sighed as she leaned back in her chair.

“I hope they are amenable to my joining them now that Vivian’s properly introduced to their sex life,” Senka breathed out. “Things weren’t as chilly between Aeolia and I as they were right after I posed the question so I think she might actually vouch for me instead of just being the messenger.”

Tired from her act of self love, Senka turned off Vivian’s computer and trudged herself back to the kitchen, her vessel in one hand, a piece of paper and a pen in the other. She placed her vessel down and quickly transcribed a note, apologizing for leaving it out, but had no way to return it to John. Message penned and placed under the knife, Senka released her manifestation, returning to her personal domain where she would rest until morning and dream about hopeful foursomes.

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