Friday mornings are best spent in bed

Nobody felt like staying awake long after dinner; it turned out that long periods of grinding were far more exhausting in real life than they were in a video game. Suffice to say that, after collapsing onto the bed, John spent a relaxed night spooning his girlfriend. Not even the discomfort of adjusting to a foreign bed or the snoring of Saccharine (who had prepared a makeshift bed from spare pillow slips on the nightstand) kept him from a restful night.

It was the cool morning air that finally wrested John from his sleep. As his body groggily began to kick into morning gear, he noticed three things. First, the covers had been taken off him. Second was that his arms were no longer wrapped around the warm, slender figure of Red. Third, Saccha wasn’t snoring. Fourth was that he had been rolled onto his back, his pants had been pulled down, and a pleasantly wet sensation was currently massaging the shaft of his cock. Okay, maybe that was more than three things, but he didn’t care because his mind was otherwise reeling at the fact that his girlfriend had decided to treat him to a special kind of wake-up, reminding him yet again that no: he hadn’t dreamed the past few days and yes: he had a girlfriend to give him blowjobs in the morning. Life could be great when it wanted to be.

John adjusted himself into a slightly more comfortable position while his eyes met the sultry gaze of his girlfriend, who winked at him before doubling down on her effort to ‘wake him up’. Her golden-blonde hair, usually wild and loose, had been pulled back into a single tail for the occasion, giving John a clear view of her sculpture-worthy face as she tended to his erection. He watched with rapt attention as her tongue extended from her plush lips to give his cock head long and loving licks.

Small squeals of pleasure turned John’s attention away momentarily from Red and towards Saccharine. The fae had shed her small sun dress, displaying her nude form to him as she lay on her back, legs spread, and fingers enthusiastically jilling away.

“Good morning Jo -- I mean master~” she sang when she noticed him staring, face flushed as she spoke the honorific. Another time, John might have scolded her for calling him that, but under the current circumstances, it honestly felt gratifying. He hadn’t asked her to do it, but maybe Red had? Or maybe the horny fae had taken it upon herself to call him so?

John couldn’t help but appraise her with his eyes as she presented herself to him. Her free hand tugged and squeezed at her perky nipples, which were attached to a modest pair of A-cup breasts. There wasn’t much curve to her waist or ass either, but that wasn’t to say that the dessert fae was unappealing. John thought she just looked more cute than sexy but would look good splattered in cum all the same.

“D-don’t stare, idiot!” Saccharine scolded, flipping him off briefly before resuming her masturbation.

“You look cute,” John replied and smiled as the fae blushed again.

The fae said nothing more, however, so John turned his attention back to his girlfriend. Red gave him a coy wink before lowering her head onto his cock. John let out a moan as he slipped past her wet lips and into the warm cauldron that was her mouth. His moan rose a decibel as she got to work. First, she tentatively began swirling her tongue around the tip of his head, getting used to the sensation of having him in her mouth. As she gradually adjusted, she grew bolder, carefully lowering her head before starting to bob her head. She took him further and further into her mouth by increments before she found a comfort zone.

John gasped at the insane pleasure he was receiving, the experience all the more enjoyable as his girlfriend ensured he had a clear view of her enthusiastically working. Her cheeks were flushed and full as she salivated over his dick, causing spittle to dribble past her lips and down his shaft. Admittedly, it wasn’t the most becoming look for her, and while John could pass that off as it being her first time, he somehow doubted giving a blowjob could be much more elegant.

But as much as John enjoyed his girlfriend’s gift, he had a growing desire to get involved and reciprocate the pleasure he felt. “My mouth is feeling a bit parched,” he hummed and eyed Red suggestively. “What do you think we should do about that?”

She let out a choked laugh in response and, taking the opportunity to catch her breath, released his cock with a ‘pop’ before swinging herself up onto the bed so that her panty-clad ass was swaying coyly in front of him. The damp patch between her thighs promised a sweet treat.

John thumbed the hem of her panties and pulled them down to expose her dripping sex, taking immeasurable delight in how wet the act of giving oral had made his girlfriend. Like a moth to a flame, John eagerly leaned forward to lap at the glistening beads of arousal coating her labia causing her to release a coo of pleasure. The unfortunate but not totally unwelcome consequence of her resuming her cocksucking was that it quelled that delightful melody; in John’s mind, there was nothing quite like making her sing.

John was fast becoming addicted to his girlfriend’s pussy. He loved the warmth that radiated from her thighs as they gently squeezed his face and loved the feeling of her firm ass tensing under the ministrations of his massaging hands and busy tongue. He revelled in the intoxicating musk of her arousal as he breathed it in. Savoured the sweet taste of her femcum as he lapped at the drops that heralded a fast approaching storm.

Somewhere in the background of his attention, John sensed that Saccharine had crept closer. The fae let out lewd cries as she rubbed herself off to the fervent play of her masters; eager to get involved as she was, she silently cursed her current size.

John, meanwhile, was intent on his feast. Assisted by his thumbs, his tongue snaked through Red’s fleshy folds and penetrated her cunt. She gurgled her approval onto his member and pressed her ass back against him to assist further excavation. When her body began to let out spasmodic shudders, John knew she was close, which worked to his schedule since he was about ready to burst himself. “O-ooh fuck, Red, I’m gonna cum,” he gasped in warning before immediately resuming his oral **** on her cunt.

Red made no vocal reply; rather, she hummed, sending waves of pleasure crashing through John’s body and taking him further than she’d managed before. Her intent was clear: John’s first load of the day was destined for the back of her throat. John buried his shaking cry into her cunt, calling her name as cum erupted from his cock, painting Red’s mouth white.

Moments later John’s own mouth was flushed with Red’s femcum. He lapped at her quivering sex like an animal, unfazed as her thighs clamped tightly and she made a mess of his face. He was simply too caught up in the rapture of orgasm to notice anything more than the pleasure at his groin and the taste of her cum.

Finally, the moment ended. Red rolled off of him and onto her back, gasping for air as she recovered from her orgasm.

The dessert fairy, having enjoyed her own release, landed on John’s midriff to clean up the last drops of cum which were still dribbling from his cockhead. It was an odd sensation to feel her small hands fondle his shaft while her tongue cleaned up his head but not at all unsatisfying.

“Tasty,” she giggled with a flushed face before her naked body fell back to lie on his stomach.

“Mhm,” Red agreed breathlessly, twisting her body and crawling up the bed to snuggle into John. There was a stray splatter of his spunk on the corner of Red’s mouth, which John wiped off with his index finger before sticking it into her open lips. “Definitely,” she added after sucking lewdly on the finger for a few precious seconds.

“Blimey, if this is what it’s like while that skill of yours is in single digits… you’re going to ruin whatever poor lass is lucky enough to receive it when it reaches 100,” his girlfriend breathed.

“You’ll be one of them,” John replied, affectionately nuzzling into her neck with his lips.

“I bloody better be! I’m the one putting in the work to get it there, but a little help wouldn’t go awry, so go and get us a pack already,” Red laughed in returned, playfully flicking his nose.

“Well… you have me…” Saccharine chimed in, displaying a rare moment of shyness as she wrung her hands nervously.

“Oh? So you do want to give John a ride,” Red teased.

“Of course I do! I-I mean to say, yeah? What of it?”

“Go for it,” Red gestured to John’s semi-flaccid cock. “Excite him a bit and he’ll be all yours.”

“Y-you mean now?!” the dessert fae stuttered. “I’m still a twig!’

“You don’t have to let him penetrate you,” Red suggested. “Just rub yourself on him.”

Saccha looked between Red and John’s dick, mouth opening and closing. Desire clearly sparked in her eyes, but there was also a clear shadow of fear. Tentatively, the fae took John’s dick, still lubricated by Red’s saliva, in her hands and gave it a gentle rub. John couldn’t help but let out a small groan as the blood rushed back into his semi-flaccid cock. Feeling slightly more emboldened, the fae straddled him so that his cockhead was between her legs and began to gently slide back and forth along its length, all the while kneading it with her hands. The fae was definitely getting into it, though. Her face scrunched in pleasure as she increased her tempo, adding her own juices to the sheen of lubrication coating John’s member.

“Well… this is a bit awkward… but nice,” John commented. It was certainly a unique experience, but it did feel good. “Kinda like gently masturbating to a doll or something -- not that I’ve ever done that.”

“Shut it, you!” Saccharine snapped back before suddenly clapping her hands. A cloud of glittering dust burst from where her palms met, enveloping the three of them.

John’s senses went into overdrive as he inhaled the dust, whatever magic it was setting them off like fireworks. The special attention of Saccha’s hands and the friction of her thighs rubbing the length of his glans sent ripples of ecstasy through his body. It was more than that though. The cloud of fairy dust he’d inhaled danced through his body, leaving the taste of applesauce in his mouth and a sensation of fullness and warmth in his belly as if he’d actually swallowed a bite of Granny Smith’s apple pie. ‘So that’s the secret ingredient…’ The stray thought entered John’s mind and left just as quickly, as fae and human jointly neared their peak.

Saccharine moaned and mewled from atop his cock, her figurine body thoroughly slimed with Red’s saliva, John’s precum, and her own concoction of fairy dust and femcum. It was highly erotic and a moment John gladly captured with Photo Mode to show to his girls later.

He’d hardly managed to close the window before Saccharine shrieked as she hit her climax. Squirting more than her tiny body ought to have been able to produce, she coated John’s crotch and belly while her quivering form somehow managed to hold onto its crown position. Red immediately pounced and started lapping up the fae’s dust-mixed femcum from John’s belly, before smiling naughtily and creeping up his body to share the love with a tongue-heavy kiss.

Any trace of John’s own cum was overshadowed by the sheer bliss his tongue had come to associate with Saccha’s apple-flavoured femcum. His vision clouded as his body threatened to overdose on the concoction, his body being pushed several degrees over its limits. His cum splattered out at a velocity that surprised all participants. Not quite positioned correctly, the first wave missed Saccha completely, instead sailing onto Red’s back as she made out with John. This was amended by the second spurt, however, as the fae put her small body directly in the line of fire. By the time the batch emptied, she was coated in a thick sheen of white. Her knees shook as another mini-orgasm crashed through her, and she slumped in blissful defeat against John’s deflating cock.

“F-fuck, that was… good,” she muttered wearily, her words inadequately capturing the ecstasy they’d just experienced.

John could only manage a half-hearted grunt in agreement, however.

Realising that the second course had been served, Red broke away from her round of snogging with John and gently picked the sleepy fae by the waist. After lovingly licking her clean of John’s spunk, Red collapsed back on the bed to cuddle with John, placing Saccharine gently between her breasts to use them like a bed. Exhausted but feeling more than a little satisfied, the three of them soon lapsed into ****, wholly content with sleeping the morning away.