Let's Get It On

Abigail kissed him again, and John suppressed a laugh at her inexperience, knowing he had been the same not so long ago. In his periphery, he set the barrier back to private before focusing on the muscular brunette before him. Gently, he guided her arms to his shoulders, returning her **** tongue thrashing with soft caresses. Soon enough she got the picture, copying his motions. 

As a result of Abigail’s overeager tackle hug, she and Jenny had landed atop John. Jenny took the opportunity to take off the brunette’s leafy vest. Abigail’s boobs gladly jiggled free of their constraints, and John broke their kiss to take one between his lips. Jenny, meanwhile, tweaked the brunette’s free nipple, taking over the makeout session. 

Abigail moaned into the redhead’s mouth. A deep, low, drawn out sound as she enjoyed the simple pleasures of intimacy for the first time. Lightning coursed through her as John teased her nipple, and she arched her back into him, fingers curling through his hair to press his face harder into her tit. 

Jenny’s hands crept below to Abigail’s pants, slowly sliding them down her legs to reveal a pair of black boyshorts with a red flame symbol erupting from the point where her legs met. At first the rockstar thought that the flame being darker at the base was a design choice. As she reached her hands inside, however, she learned that it was Abigail’s arousal. “She’s ready for us,” Jenny announced while she gently teased a circle around the needy brawler’s clit with her index finger. 

Abigail broke the kiss to let out a string of loud, high pitched moans, overwhelmed by the new sensations running through her and the emotions she felt for the people worshipping her. Jenny leaned down and slipped a finger inside, curling it up, using Abigail’s moans as a map as she fingered her. 

John switched nipples, rolling the previous around between his index and thumb. His free hand roamed her body slowly, caressing her everywhere. Her moans somehow grew even louder when he began to massage her abs, so he kept at it. She grew hot under their treatment, and much to her horror discovered that focusing on suppressing her heat had kept her on the edge. 

John took his hand off her tit and began massaging her abs and thighs in earnest, tipping her over the edge. Her moans crescendoed, her whole body shuddering as she gasped for breath. John and Jenny kept going regardless, and the pleasure felt as though it were going to last an eternity. All of a sudden her shudders stopped, the blissful afterglow racing through her veins replacing the violent pleasure of orgasm. 

John had never seen her so totally out of breath, and laughed at the thought. “New favorite exercise?”

“I… definitely… wouldn’t mind… incorporating that into our training sessions,” Abigail gasped between breaths, falling forward into John’s arms. Her hair had been tossed to and fro in her shudders, and John gathered it in his hands to tuck it behind her, revealing her face. He held her cheek in his hand, admiring her as if it were the first time he had seen her. 

“You know we’re not done, right?” Jenny asked from behind them, grabbing the bottom of her shirt and taking it off. She unhooked her bra and flung it at the duo. 

“Oh my gods!” John teased, snatching her bra out of the air like a starstruck fan. It was a game they had started to play, and he suddenly felt glad for it. At times he had returned from a mission depressed or unsure, but playing that small game with Jenny allowed him to slip out of it all and focus on her. “Does this mean I’m getting lucky tonight?”

“I dunno… I just got this hot new security guard, and we can do just fine on our own,” Jenny responded in kind, draping her arms over Abigail’s shoulders and jiggling her boobs around, pinching her nipples and pouting in exaggeration. “These are fun. Bigger than mine.”

“Ow!” Abigail yelped in surprise as Jenny pinched a little harder. Reclining onto her knees, Jenny also began to trace the bulge in John’s jeans with her free hand. John was about to speak up and join in, Abigail still atop him, but Jenny shushed him and pushed him back down.

“Don’t you like it?” Jenny asked, playing with the brunette’s hard nipples. She unzipped and unbuttoned John’s jeans, digging into his boxers and pulling out his dick. Her other hand left the other girl’s nipple to tease her through her panties, getting ready to peel them off. “Are you ready for more?”

“Yes!” Abigail gasped, leaning back into Jenny’s chest. Abigail raised her hips to accommodate the redhead. Once her panties were off, Jenny grabbed John’s dick, rubbing it against Abigail’s slit excruciatingly slowly.

“Abigail,” John said, the brunette opening her eyes to meet his gaze, “let us know if it hurts, okay? We can stop at any time.”

Though immune to heat, her heart melted at his concerns, bending forward and capturing his lips in another kiss. This time she let him completely take the lead, surrendering herself to him. He massaged her finely sculpted ass, kneading it in his hands.

Jenny aligned his pole with her entrance, and Abigail slowly sank down onto his length, inching her hips down. At five inches down, just past halfway, Abigail gasped “This is so much bigger than fingers!”

“Are you alright?” John asked. His hands moved up to her hips, and she clenched down harder around him, loving the feeling. 

With a resolved nod, she began to sink down even faster, far past halfway and with only a few more inches to go. She took the last two all at once, grinding against him in satisfaction.

“Ride him, cowgirl!” Jenny ripped John’s hat from his head, placed it askew on Abigail’s head and slappeding her ass. John stiffened in more ways than one at the act, carefully thrusting up into the pyromancer. 

“He got harder when you did that!” Abigail laughed, testing out her least used muscles to clench around him. As she sat atop him, enjoying his thrusts, she mischievously mumbled, “New muscle group to strengthen… nice.”

She was like nothing he had ever felt before. Jenny was the only other human he had fucked so far, and he hadn’t expected the experience to be so different. Her inner heat flared hottest inside of her, but with his resistance it only made her feel even better. 

Jenny slapped her ass again, and John could tell from her louder moans that she had taken a liking to it. She took the cue to begin bouncing her hips up and down on John. She moved back and forth, up and down, grinding down into him and squeezing him on the way up. John saw Jenny whispering into her ear, and wondered if that had something to do with Abigail’s apparently natural talent at fucking. She squeezed Abigail’s boob with one hand and toyed with her clit with the other. 

A few minutes later, Jenny walked on her knees to John and made out with him as Abigail rode him on her own. After Jenny stopped whispering into her ear, her technique slowly grew less refined. However, the pain was now completely past her, and she was climbing into heights of pleasure beyond what they had brought her to before. The technique Jenny guided her into was replaced by enthusiasm, and John savored that even more. 

“Fill her up, John,” Jenny said, now behind him. She put a hand under his butt, encouraging his thrusts up into their partner. 

“Abigail?” John asked, looking at the angelic brunette above him. She slammed her hips down into his with fervor, getting closer and closer to the edge again. 

“Do it! But wait for me! Together!” Abigail panted, speeding up again. Jenny shoved her ass in John’s face in an obvious request, leaning over him and licking up from his cock to her clit in long strokes, further stimulating the two. 

Even though he was long used to such requests from Jenny, John was having trouble holding back with Abigail. It felt as though someone might have opened a pressure valve inside of him when he finally felt her clench down and shudder, once again thrown into orgasm. As he let go, he delved deeper between Jenny’s lips, determined to put her into the same state. Though he missed the mark by a few seconds, her orgasm immediately followed theirs. The three slumped in a pile, thoroughly satisfied. He pulled out, and before getting up, took one last moment to savor the contrast his pearlescent cum had against her dark skin.