Me, of course.

“Only seems fair, it’s how it went with the other girl.”

“But…that was cause she was his girl. It sorta evened the odds! You’re my girl and--”

“Jenna, she made her choice, just like Asa did. Don’t be a welcher. Now, Cory, when would you like to do--”

“Right fucking now. Right fucking here!” Cory said.

I smiled and leaned across the table, kissing her deeply. She whimpered as I pulled away and ran my hand over her curves. “You have a choice to make, Cory. Take your clothes off, or I’ll take them off for you. Which are you choosing?”

“Take them off for me?” it was probably a question, but I took it as a choice and instantly stripped her dress off, then pulled her in for another kiss as she stood their in her bra, no panties.

“No panties?”

Cory blushed. “Jenna was coming home…” she said, embarrassed.

“Oho,” I ran two fingers over her pussy, which was moistening, but far more slowly than my targets. But if I read her right… “were you hoping for Jenna’s rough fingers, that little strap-on, or her lips and tongue, pressed against your clit?” She whimpered, lubing herself more and more as I teased her, but then I leaned in and whispered, just loud enough Jenna could hear, but not so loud that Cory had to admit to herself that Jenna could hear, “Or did you take them off when you heard I was coming over?” That prompted a whimper and a shake of the head, but also a jerk of her hips against my hand.

I kissed her again, even more deeply as I stepped out of my pants, then broke off to remove my shirt and toss it to Jenna, like a dickhead. I freed her tits from her bra with a graceful motion, as by this point I had a lot of practice at that, even if I preferred to have women undress themselves, or one another.

I let my fingers trace her curves, then I casually lifted her into a bridal carry, thankful for Muscles on my Muscles as otherwise, I’d have been in serious pain carrying her after that workout. And Jenna certainly looked impressed, though that may have been at the sight of my properly enlarged and hard cock, bobbing under her girlfriend. I paused on the way out. “Hey, dude, just to show there’s no hard feelings and we’re good to go, give your girlfriend a kiss.”

Without even thinking, Jenna leaned forward and kissed the woman in my arms and at that moment, I slammed Orgasm Control on her and Pussyheading using the various Shared traits. It would only last as long as the group sex did, but Jenna watching might count?

Nope, the app somehow knew and both traits faded as we stepped into Jenna’s bedroom and I tossed her onto the other woman’s bed and dove between her legs, using every trick I knew to eat her towards a rapid orgasm.

Then as she started to twitch and hump my face, I pulled back. “Are you multi-orgasmic?”

She just continued to hump empty air. I glanced over at Jenna who was standing in the doorway. I laughed. “Dude, sit down, this is gonna take a while.”

Obediently Jenna sat at her desk, where I could see her. “Is she multi-orgasmic?”

“If you’d let me go first, you’d--”

“Don’t be a bitch. Answer the question!”

“Nah, she needs at least half an hour between orgasms. Gets too sensitive.”

“Well, then, sorry Cory, we’ll have to do this the hard way.”

She’d finally recovered enough to focus. “What’s the hard way?”

“I’ll have to edge you, over and over and over again, before I finally let you cum.”

Her eyes widened at my words and her hands flew towards her cunt, only to be pinned back and I slid forward, up her body grinding my cock against her, then pulling back and flipping her over. I pulled her up to her fours and before she could try again, I thrust into her.

She moaned, then froze when I began to speak.

“Ah, ah, ah, stay like that,” I ordered playfully when she tried to reach back. “Unless you want to present yourself like a bitch in heat, ass up, face down, in front of your girlfriend? If so, I’ll take that as an invitation to take that little ass of yours. Do you think it can take my cock?”

Cory shuddered at that. As did Jenna. Cory kept her hands in place. I glanced at the squirming Jenna. What I was about to try might fail, because she still wasn’t fully feminized, but this wasn’t really a sexual command. Okay, it was, but not the way the app meant and it had **** her to cum and it had credited me with making her cum by telling her to fuck Jenna and cum a bunch, so maybe?

“Jesus, Jenna, masturbate already. I certainly plan to when I’m watching you two go at it.”

Jenna glared at me, “The show might help me, babe, I could cum early and that would ruin his plans,” Cory said, her cunt clenching around me at the thought. A moment later, Jenna was naked and grinding herself against a vibrator she’d pulled out of her bedside table +1 SP (Jenna: +99) as I continued to give Cory long, slow teasing strokes, interspersed with shorter, intense periods to drive her close to orgasm.

I’m relatively experienced, but everyone’s a bit different and I didn’t know Cory’s particular signs until the fifth or six time I’d edged her. But Jenna sure as fuck did and she got eager whenever Cory got close. Cory made it through three before she again tried to rub herself, but I grabbed both arms and bent them behind her, using them and her hair as a handle to control our pace. She was entirely helpless, entirely on display to Jenna, as was my obvious mastery of her girlfriend.

As I played Cory’s cunt like a flute, Jenna got closer and closer to orgasm, which did not endear her to the girlfriend I was preventing from cumming. “Jenna…fucking hell…keep going you bastard--no don’t stop--you better not fucking cum before I do!”

I made eye contact with Jenna and considered forcing her to cum. Instead, I simply removed the Orgasm Lock limits without warning and Jenna convulsed, when her eyes opened, she saw me still slowly, deliberately, fucking her girlfriend in her own bed and might have tried to recover, but this time I slammed down more orgasms on her, until she actually slid out of the chair and dropped the vibrator.

“WHAT THE FUCK?” Cory asked, trying to pull away, but I held her in place, still fucking her slowly.

“Damn, now that’s a multi-orgasmic girl. If you were like that, I could really show you a good time…ah, well, at least we’re putting on a good show.”

“She…she…she’s never cum like that before. Make me cum, goddammit!”

I smirked and pulled out, then pulled her to her feet and lifted her even further, sliding easily into her cunt as her arms naturally twined around my neck, or pressed to give herself the angle to bounce and she kissed me deeply.

Each of my thrusts carried us forward, until we were standing over Jenna, then I just lifted and lowered Cory, using her cunt like an onahole, “Make me cum!” Cory was squealing on every bounce, as I casually controlled our pace. I wanted…

Jenna’s eyes opened and she stared up at us. “Wha--”

“Jenna came her brains out just watching us…this is gonna be the best orgasm of your life, isn’t it Cory?”

“I dunno, I ain’t HAD IT YET! FUCKER! DON’T STOP!”

“Beg me to make you cum like Jenna--” I was gonna say ‘couldn’t,’ but Cory jumped the gun.

“Please! MAKE ME CUM LIKE THAT SLUT! GIVE ME THE BEST ORGASM OF MY LIFE! CUM IN--”

I sped up, until her begging dissolved into screaming, moaning and a wordless wail as I finished fucking her brains out and slammed her down, using only one hand to keep her moving, I slid the other between us and rubbed her clit, the combination of which drove her over the edge and pulled me with her. I had to pull my hand away to support her as she twisted and danced in the air on my cock. Otherwise we both might have fallen. Which meant that I wasn’t able to rub her all the way through her orgasm, though my cock was still providing some stimulation, as was her own writhing and my firm grip keeping her from hurting herself.

When she finally stopped, I kissed her and lifted her off, lowering her down, but she was still above Jenna, as cum slowly leaked out and I asked. “How was that?”

“Best…orgasm…ever…” she whispered.

+1 SP (Jenna: +100) Vaginal Training--but still no fucking update on that. I flicked aside the notification that I was one step closer to completing the Neopolitan Harem mission. I blinked aside another mission, for later review.

I’d won before she even got a chance to compete. I smiled.

“Well, I look forward to seeing how Jenna will top it. For you and Asa.”

“I…I will find a way!” Jenna said, undefeated, despite the cum that had leaked from her girlfriend’s well-fucked pussy and now stained her own naked form.

“I’m sure.”

“But not right now…too sensitive,” Cory said.

I smirked and clapped my hands, “Oops, I was so eager, I interrupted dinner. Shall we resupply by finishing your excellent stew?”

Everyone agreed, Jenna did try to get dressed, but as the two of us walked out naked, she quickly followed rather than leave us alone. Cory’s gaze kept flicking down to my cock, which was still hard. I ate quickly, indeed, I made a competition of it and got some sort of minor feminization thing that was still lingering. I did three other contests over the next times I saw her, before it finally triggered, but I genuinely don’t recall what they were.

Anyway, Cory finally interrupted, looking down. “Uh, is that okay? Did you maybe take a little blue pill before coming over?”

Jenna snorted, “Need some help getting it up?”

“Nah, need some help putting it down. Takes more than one orgasm to get me soft.” I rose and stretched, they both stared at my dick. I was pretty sure I could get a threesome if I pushed it…even if I couldn’t touch Jenna herself. But with Jenna at 100, we should focus on that.

“So, I should probably go see Asa and get this taken care of,” I said, waving a hand downwards and started to get dressed, which wasn’t easy.

“Uh…I wouldn’t want to send you out there…” Cory began.

“Don’t be silly Cory, I wouldn’t dream of asking you or Jenna to do anything like that. I would never want to interfere with your relationship.” Cory bit her lip and glanced back and forth between me and Jenna.

“Oh, Jenna, you want to take your shot at Asa now?” I asked.

“It’s been a long day--”

“Bawk-bawk-baw--”

“I ain’t no chicken. Sorry babe, I’ll be back after I show Asa what a woman’s touch can do!” We both dressed, while I examined the mission.

Mission Unlocked: Betty, Veronica and I dunno, some redheaded slut:
You’ve got a Redhead and a woman with Black hair to 100 SP, collect all the hair colors! Reward--

Hmm…shit, had everyone else in the harem had black hair? I guess they did? Dyes presumably didn’t count…

The drive back was fun, teasing, competitive fun. I made Jenna drive, while I texted Asa we were coming and she texted me back her preference on Jenna’s options. I pulled up the options.

Handy Man: All of Jenna’s construction knowledge is copied to you. Touching other construction professionals will allow you to do the same to them. In no case will it give you other knowledge, or an excuse for how you know this. WARNING: USE OF MULTIPLE MIND ENHANCEMENT PERKS MAY RESULT IN UNFORESEEN SIDE EFFECTS.

Tomboy Tamer: Tomboys become **** to their competitive instincts and are more likely to accept sexual forfeits These will not seem unusual to anyone, unless you directly draw their attention to them.

Just the Help: Any non-target investigating anything related to you will assume you are simply a low-level employee/mook, unless they have direct evidence that you are, in fact, in charge. Note, this will not effect non-investigators, so you will need to be careful about consistency/appearance. Note: This will affect any rival app users as well, though with reduced potency.

There was no doubt that we were getting Just the Help, the only debate was about if we should go for Tomboy Tamer too. Anything which would help me get an Orgasm Lock or Orgasm Control on a target would be incredibly useful.

But as Asa pointed out…how many of my targets were actually tomboys? A very underrepresented minority, especially since Jenna hardly looked the part anymore…