A very naked Yuruki

You look around John’s body to see Yuruki standing naked in your room. Her arms propped against her hips in a super hero pose. “Ya-ya-you’re . . . you’re . . .” John stumbles over his words again. He turns to you saying “You-you-you know a Siren?”

“She sure does. Intimately I might add.” Yuruki holds her hand out, “Yuruki, but from the sounds of your reaction you already knew that.”

“I-I-I-I’m uh my my na-”

“This is John,” you cut him off and he seems relieved to not be talking anymore. “What are you doing here?”

Yuruki withdraws her hand seeing that the frozen John isn’t going to reciprocate the hand shake any time soon. “What am I doing in Cerulean or in your room?” she asks coyly. “Well I’m in Cerulean for our match tomorrow night. I’m in your room to get off.” She slides her hand down her abdomen as she says the last bit. “Now I only fuck men when I lose a battle, but I could maybe share,” she stares into John’s eyes and for a second you think he’s going to faint at the prospect.

“Do I get a say in this?” you ask. Yuruki glances towards you, and saunters across the room towards you. She brushes past John and presses you between the wall and her naked body. She doesn’t miss a beat slipping her tongue in your mouth. Your hands instantly grab her toned hips. She pulls away and your hands slide across her defined abs.

“I’m sorry, Amber. I mean if you want me to leave I can.” She gives you an impish grin knowing that you won’t say no, especially after that. You just meekly shake your head to tell her to stay. “That’s what I like to hear.” She grabs your hand leading you to the bed, you reach out grabbing John’s to drag him along too. Yuruki leans against the bed once again pulling you in for a kiss.

John is finally broken from his stupor as his body presses into you from behind, his hands running down your sides. You feel like part of a sandwich with two muscular pieces of bread. You’re not sure who, but one of your lovers lifts your shirt over your head. And your bra is quick to follow. Yuruki leaves your mouth to play with your tits and you find John’s mouth as you turn your head over your shoulder.

You can feel John’s bulge pressed against your ass through his pants. You turn towards him, pulling your tit from Yuruki’s hungry mouth. You drop to your knees and quickly free John’s cock. You can feel Yuruki’s fingers teasing your slit as you take John into your mouth. You work your head further and further down his shaft, before hearing a whisper in your ear. “Now I see why you got that tattoo, but you might need a ‘carpet muncher’ one to match.” She grabs your hair pulling your mouth from John’s member and turning you back around. You and her both rise up climbing across the bed. She stops and brings your head to her wet pussy.

John follows you across the bed, his cock pressing against your pussy. You taste Yuruki’s sweet fluids as you lick her slit. You moan into her privates as he buries his cock deep inside of you. Looking up, you can easily see the pleasure on Yuruki’s face. You reach your hands up to trace her abs. Each thrust from behind pushes your face into Yuruki’s crotch.

A domino of orgasms falls as Yuruki’s strong thighs wrap around your head. Your own orgasm quickly follows, you can feel your pussy squeeze John’s cock. And then he holds himself deep in your contracting pussy as he fills you with his hot seed. When all three of you come down from your orgasms, you collapse onto the bed. John to one side and Yuruki to the other. Your hands rubbing every muscle you can find.

“Hey, John,” Yuruki starts, “what do you say I give you some tickets to tomorrow’s game if you leave right now.” You can’t help but laugh at Yuruki’s straightforwardness.

John leans up giving you a quizzical look, you can tell he’s trying to figure out what you want and if you’d be okay with him taking the tickets. “He’ll need 3 for him and his friends,” you say letting John know it’s okay. He gives you a quick peck before leaping out of bed and getting dressed. You give John’s contact info to Yuruki so she can send the tickets to him.

When the door shuts behind John, Yuruki springs into action straddling you. “Now where were we?” You lean up kissing Yuruki, as you cup her pert breasts. After several orgasms for the both of you, you fall asleep in Yuruki’s arms.

Author's note:

Just thought I'd bring the poll link up into the newest chapter. Still time to get your vote in on the bad ending that I'll write after the Cerulean Gym.

I threw the bad endings into a new poll. I also threw in the option for just continuing the main story (which I will do after the bad ending, no worries there) just in case nobody is interested in bad endings. The format for the choices is a title for the ending followed by the chapter it will branch off of in case you need a refresher.

https://www.strawpoll.me/20844535