Triple Trouble

It only takes a moment for you to recognize the voices in our room, the three distinctive tones reminding you of a time not too long ago when you were awakening to the exact same voices. With a sneaky little smirk you open your eyes, the faces of Sung-sun, Apache, and Mila Rose staring down at you as you nonchalantly comment, “Good evening ladies, does lovely Tia-chan know you’re out so late?”

With a sudden ‘eep’ the three jump back from your bed, a quickly little jolt that sends each of their hands to their respective hearts, “Geeze! Johnny…don’t do that to us.”

You turn to the source of the voice, the heterochromia Apache, with a small smirk, “Oh, why is that Apache-chan? Don’t you like…surprises?” Your voice falls into a low and lusty pur as you rise up into a sitting position, your nude chest bared to the trio and sending a bright crimson blush through the lot of them. Taking a glance at each of them in turn you can’t help but mentally chuckle at their reactions, Apache with her open eyed ogling, Mila with her salivating mouth and frequent lick of her lips, and finally Sung-sun with her reserved but mad with lust gaze.

However, as cute as their reactions are you are nowhere near done with Apache yet. The little peeper still had a lot to make up for spying on you earlier…and not joining in on it. Turning back to the single horned maiden you slowly shift on your bed, your bed sheets just barely covering your waist as you turn to face the crimson girl, “Well Apache-chan…do you like surprises?”

Your finger gently curls beneath Apache’s chin which sends her eyelids into a slight flutter, her throat swallowing noisily as she breathlessly whispers, “God yes.”

Leaning in you slowly seal the deal with a slow open mouthed kiss, your tongue gently and slowly wrapping around hers as the quiet moans of the other two fill the room. For her part Apache is drowning in her desire for you, her entire body leaning into yours as her hands frantically race for her clothing so as to tear it off. However, just as Apache seems to be on the verge of a wardrobe breakthrough you stop, pulling away from her and ceasing her actions with a single finger to her lips.

You can hear Apache panting for air, for contact, for you as you turn to the other side of the bed and the sophisticated and sultry Sung-sun, “Hm…Sun-chan, you look absolutely radiant in the moonlight.”

Sun manages to do a perfect imitation of an apple as her long sleeved hands gingerly fiddle with one another beneath their coverings, “J-John…I…”

Just as you had with Apache you lean in and give Sun a slow and loving kiss, her entire body melting against yours, feeling every inch and curve of her smooth and flexible body in the process. Just as you had with Apache the moment she was prepared to throw all self control out the window you pull away, a mischievous gleam in your eye as you turn to the final occupant of the room.

However, unlike the other two instead of simply scooting over to the bronzed woman you quietly stand, the sheets sliding from your body and revealing your nakedness to the world, “Mila-chan…how does the real thing compare to your pictures?”

Mila can’t tear her eyes away from your body as you lean in closely, your lips hovering above hers as she softly whispers, “U-Unreal…” With that you seal your kiss with Mila, the strong and busty woman wrapping you tightly in her arms with a resolve to never let you go again. No matter how strong she was Mila quickly fell to your tongue and lips, your oral charms reducing her to a shivering mass of feverish lust before, like the others, you release her with an impish smile.

Your carefully slide back into bed, not bothering to cover yourself with your sheets as you look at the three lovely women of the night, their eyes bubbling with lust, their body’s sizzling with sexuality…it was too bad that you were only one man, er Arrancar…