Chapter 125: Mina Ashido and Pixie Bob (R-18)

The kitten pajamas were already hanging loose around her waist, shoulders bare for a while now. Ren just finished what she'd started, sliding them the rest of the way off her body.

Underneath she wore a blue bra, matching the panties, snug over curves that a whole night of sweat had left glistening under the light. The fabric clung to her skin, marking every line of her body.

Every girl I undress is a different show. And Ryuko's not gonna be the exception.

"D-don't stare so much, kitten." Pixie-Bob turned her face away, cheeks burning. "It's sleepwear, I didn't dress up for... for this, nya."

"You don't need to dress up, sensei." Ren ran his hand up her side, slowly reaching her back, feeling the texture of every zone under his fingers.

He unclasped her bra with a single motion and the fabric gave way without resistance. Ryuko's breasts spilled free, firm from all that training, the pink nipples already erect from everything the substance and the night had done to her. She covered them by reflex, stopped halfway, and lowered her hands slowly, remembering she'd already said yes.

"...D-don't laugh," she muttered.

"I'm not laughing."

And he wasn't. He was looking at her seriously, and that was what finally made her nervous.

"Now the last one." Ren hooked his fingers into the elastic of the blue panties.

Pixie-Bob squeezed her thighs together, not quite that shameless yet.

"W-wait, wait! Not that part!" She looked away, biting her lip. "I-it's not like I had time to... you know... tidy up down there, okay? A hero's always working, nya! So don't you dare make a mean comment, got it?!"

Ren pulled the panties down anyway, and what appeared pulled a smile out of him that he quickly hid to avoid getting hit. A blonde bush, wild and untamed, thick but incapable of hiding the wet shine of her own arousal. Without giving her time to close her legs, he brushed his fingers along the warm skin between her thighs and felt her pulse race under his touch.

What irony. The most provocative one turns out to be the wildest. And I can't say I mind.

"...You're smiling!" Pixie-Bob accused him instantly, covering her face with both hands. "I knew it! I knew it, I knew it! I told you not to say anything, nya! And look at you! Sitting there with that little smile! The nerve! Forget it, I'm not moving my hands from my face until you stop mocking me!"

"I didn't even say anything." Ren ran his fingers through the blonde hair, playing with it as he leaned in closer to look. "And I don't mind at all. Quite the opposite."

"Q-quite the opposite...?" She spread two fingers to peek at him between them, curious and embarrassed.

Ren didn't answer with words. He ran his other hand along her body, taking advantage of the strange cat-in-heat attitude that had stuck to her. He scratched her side and she stretched into the caress; he brushed the base of her back and her ass lifted on its own. Every point he touched pulled a different reaction from her, and Ryuko stopped pretending she was the one giving lessons.

"Hah... nya... if you keep touching me everywhere like that I'm gonna..."

Ren moved down her body until he settled between her legs, spread her thighs with his hands and dragged his tongue across her entrance in one long lick.

"NYAAAH!" Pixie-Bob trembled, hands flying to Ren's head. "T-this tongue is a trap!"

He parted her folds with his tongue and moved up to her clit, playing there, alternating slow circles with firm pressure while Ryuko's body responded on its own and her hips pushed against his mouth looking for more.

"Hah... hah... nya... it's too much, too much..." she babbled, arching. "How am I supposed to keep my composure if you...? AH!"

Ren slid two fingers inside without stopping his tongue. Ryuko's ass lifted off the futon, her legs opened wider, and she surrendered to the rhythm he was setting.

"KYAAAH... not both at the same time...!" She squeezed his head with her thighs. "Nya, I'm gonna...! W-wait, I'm gonna...!"

Ren left her right at the edge. He pulled his tongue and fingers away when she was a second from the end.

Pixie-Bob let out a pitiful meow, her hips still chasing what he'd just taken away.

"W-why did you stop...?" she panted, eyes glassy, not a shred of pride left. "Y-you can't leave me like this, kitten, nya..."

There it is. Now she's ready.

Meanwhile, Mina hadn't stopped squirming in her corner of the futon. Her body had spent hours trapped in the sensitivity of the pink liquid, breasts swollen and leaking strawberry milk without a break, thighs pressed together and failing to bring down the intensity of what she felt between them.

"Ngh... ahhhh, this is so annoying and so good at the same time..."

But what had her eyes glued wasn't her own body. It was the scene next to her.

Pixie-Bob. The same sensei who'd come to scold them was now on her back with her legs spread, trembling, meowing wrecked under Ren's mouth.

I can't believe it. To think this would happen.

Mina smiled. All night she'd felt like the most embarrassed person on the planet, the only idiot melting alone with a thermos, and there was her instructor, years of career behind her, surrendered and way more exposed than Mina had been all night.

Okay. That makes me feel a little better. But just a little, got it?! I'm not letting my guard down yet.

Right as she thought it, Pixie-Bob wiped the smile off her face. Ren ran a finger exploring her ass and, instead of pulling away, the sensei trapped his hand between her thighs so it couldn't escape, pushing against him looking for more. The cat had stopped pretending completely, and there was no way she was sharing those hands.

No way was Mina gonna stay watching from the corner while the newcomer stole all the spotlight. It was her room, in the first place.

She swallowed, wiped the trail of milk with the back of her hand, and started crawling across the futon toward the two of them.

"Alright, sensei!" Mina tried to gather her courage. "If you stop playing hard to get, I'm getting in too! I'm not gonna be the chicken of the group!"

Ren straightened up between Ryuko's legs and looked down at her.

"You asked for this, sensei."

"I-I did...?" Pixie-Bob barely managed to answer before Ren grabbed her hips and flipped her against the futon, face down, lifting her ass with a firm pull.

He settled behind her, ran the tip through her drenched folds to coat himself with what she'd spilled on her own, and pushed.

He entered slowly, sinking millimeter by millimeter while Ryuko dug her fingers into the sheet and arched her back.

"NYAAAAHHHH!" The meow came out of her chest before she could control it. "I-it's all... it's all inside...!"

PLAP.

Ren held her by the hips and moved without the gentleness from before. Ryuko, who'd come to that cabin to give orders, started pushing back to meet him, each thrust pulling a different meow out of her.

"Ahh! Ah! Nya, more...! Don't stop, don't stop I'm gonna...!"

"I wasn't planning to stop." Ren leaned over her back and cupped one of her breasts from below, feeling how hard her nipples had gone from the stimulation. "Bite the pillow if it helps."

Ryuko chose his shoulder. She stretched back and sank her teeth into his skin with a muffled meow, biting like a cornered cat while her ass trembled with every thrust.

"Hurts a little, huh?" he murmured, without slowing the rhythm.

"I-it doesn't hurt, that's the problem, idiot kitten!" she blurted against his skin. "It shouldn't feel this good, no decent hero should... AH!"

To the side, Mina had frozen with her mouth open and her legs pressing against each other.

"O-okay, this is too intense..."

"J-jealous, kitty?" Pixie-Bob panted over her shoulder with the last spark of competitiveness she had left. "Come here... come learn from the professional, nya..."

"DON'T TAUNT ME WITH YOUR VOICE SHAKING LIKE THAT, IT DOESN'T COUNT!" Mina launched herself onto the futon. "Ren, pay attention to me too, right now, I'm not gonna be decoration!"

Ren straightened up without pulling out of Ryuko, reached out and grabbed Mina behind the head. He pulled her in with one tug until his mouth met hers and started kissing her passionately without asking. She let out a strangled little sound against his mouth, eyes wide open, before melting into the kiss.

"Ngh... just like that...?" she murmured when he let her go, gaze clouded. "Just that easy...?"

"Come here."

Ren sat back on his heels and took Ryuko with him, pulling her body until she was settled back against his chest, legs spread over his and him still inside her. Ryuko let out a long meow when the angle shifted and he filled her all the way again.

"Hah... right there, nya, right there...!"

"Now you, Mina." Ren jerked his head at her. "In front of us."

Mina obeyed, cheeks burning, kneeling in front of them. From that angle she had the whole view: Ryuko impaled on him, rocking on her own because she couldn't stop anymore, and Ren's chest behind her, his hand climbing up her belly and coming down again.

"Come closer," Ren said, and Mina obeyed without thinking, moving forward on her knees until their skin brushed.

Ren reached out with his free hand and buried it in the pink bush between Mina's legs, sliding his fingers through the slippery skin that had been wet for hours.

"AHHHH!" Mina doubled forward, bracing herself on Ryuko's shoulders to keep from falling. "I-if you touch me there after a whole night I'm gonna...!"

"Hold on."

Ryuko, with her voice in pieces, raised her arms and grabbed Mina's face, pulling her in until their foreheads met.

"Nya, kitty..." Pixie-Bob panted against her lips. "Let the professional teach you..."

And without further warning, she kissed her. Mina's swollen breasts crushed against Ryuko's, and the sensei took the opportunity to close her mouth over one of the pink nipples and suck without the slightest gentleness.

CHLUP.

"SENSEI!" Mina shrieked. "Y-you ask first, you ask first, you as... AHHHH!"

Two warm trickles of strawberry milk sprouted at once, running down her belly. Ryuko swallowed what fell into her mouth without stopping her rocking back against Ren at the same time, purring against Mina's skin.

"So much comes out," Pixie-Bob commented, pulling off for a second, a thread hanging from her lip.

"DON'T NARRATE IT, PLEASE DON'T NARRATE IT!"

"Would you rather I narrate it?" Ren offered from behind.

"YOU TWO ARE HORRIBLE!"

Ren took advantage of Mina bent forward, reached out and brushed her clit with his thumb while still moving inside Ryuko and holding one of Mina's breasts with the other hand. Three points, both his hands and his body, all working at once.

PLAP. PLAP. SCHLICK.

"He's not human...!" Pixie-Bob panted, rocking on top of him with glassy eyes. "How does this brat do so many things at once, nya...?"

"Shut up and move," Mina answered between moans, hanging from the sensei's neck to keep from falling. "B-because if you cum before me I'm gonna... I'm gonna throw it in your face all week..."

"Challenge accepted, rookie kitty!"

Ryuko started rising and falling harder on Ren, tightening around him every time she came down, while Mina clung to her and pushed her hips against his hand. The competition turned into speed, and Ren let the two of them make each other's lives impossible while he set the rhythm from the center.

"I wanna see you," Pixie-Bob panted suddenly, pulling off with a wet sound and turning to face him. "No, better like this, I wanna look at your face while..."

She straddled him, now facing him, and sank down on his cock again with her mouth open and her eyes locked on where they were joined. She lowered herself slowly, stopped with him all the way inside, and started rocking with her hands braced on his chest. Her head fell back, blonde hair stuck to her forehead from the sweat, and Mina, red and with no intention of being left out, pressed against her back to watch her from behind.

"I got to this position first, kitty!" Pixie-Bob shot over her shoulder without stopping.

"You got to EVERYTHING first, stop showing off!"

"Rookie's envy, nya."

"IT'S NOT ENVY, it's... okay, it's a little envy, but shut up!"

Ren leaned back onto the futon, taking Ryuko down with him until his shoulders hit the sheets. He reached back, grabbed Mina by the wrist and pulled her forward until he sat her on his face from the other side. She let out a sharp yelp when his tongue brushed her folds with no warning.

"HEY, warn a girl...! AH... ah... ah..."

Now he had Ryuko riding him on one side and Mina riding his face on the other, both bracing themselves wherever they could and both fighting for balance. Ren gave them pleasure without tricks: tongue working Mina, body working Ryuko, hands clamped on one's hips and the other's thigh to keep them both where he wanted them.

At some point the two of them, looking for something to hold onto, ended up face to face. And there the competition took a pause: Pixie-Bob, carried away by the momentum, grabbed Mina by the neck and kissed her, both rocking on Ren at the same time, without stopping for a second.

"Ah-ha..." Mina pulled off, breathless. "Sensei kissed me! That counts as winning something, that counts!"

"It was a competitive accident..." Pixie-Bob panted.

"EVERYTHING with you is a competitive accident!"

The pink liquid covered them both, glistening on their skin, and it had been ratcheting up their sensitivity all night with every touch. Ren felt Ryuko starting to squeeze around him in waves, her thighs trembling against his sides, her breath lost.

"Ahh, ah, I'm gonna... nya, I'm gonna cum, kitten, I'm gonna cum..."

"Cum then," he murmured, gripping her hips to bring her down deeper.

Ryuko doubled forward and collapsed against him with a long meow that vibrated in his chest, squeezing around him while the orgasm shook her in waves. Ren held her through the last spasm, his mouth still buried between Mina's thighs, and when he felt her starting to come down he lifted her carefully and settled her on the side of the futon, trembling, without lifting his mouth from Mina above him.

Mina, without the sensei in front to hold onto, clung to the wall with both hands.

"Don't stop, don't stop I'm cumming too, I'm cumming too...!"

Ren dug his fingers into her thighs and didn't let her come down until she started trembling against his mouth with a sharp moan that bounced off the walls of the room.

When he finally let her go, Mina dropped to the side, panting, legs still spread and chest rising and falling. The strawberry milk had started running down her thighs again, two warm threads trickling from her breasts down her inner skin, glistening under the light.

"O-okay... okay, she won. She won. I take it all back."

Ren licked his lips without taking his eyes off her.

Not gonna waste that.

He moved before Mina understood what was happening. He grabbed her feet with both hands and yanked her legs up, leaving her with her back against the futon and her knees pointing at the ceiling.

"HEY?!" Mina's eyes flew open. "W-what are you doing...?!"

Ren didn't answer. He settled between her closed legs, ran his cock along the slippery skin of her milk-soaked thighs, and slid it slowly between them, brushing the pink bush with every thrust without going inside.

"AHHH!" Mina bent upward, hands flying to the sheets to grab hold of something. "W-what is this, why does it feel this good if you're not even...?!"

Ren kept going, hands holding her pressed thighs together and his body moving between them. The strawberry milk did the work of a lubricant, and with every motion the tip brushed her folds from below before rising back up along the pink hair, playing with every fold without ever going in.

"Ngh... w-wait... nghhh... AH!" Mina squeezed her thighs tighter around him, not realizing she was doing exactly what he wanted. "Ren, Ren, I don't know if I want you to put it in or keep doing that... AHHH!"

Let her decide. Either one works for me.

He dragged the tip through her folds one more time, stopped right before her entrance, and moved back up along the pink hair, pulling a sharp shriek out of her.

"DON'T STOP IN THE MIDDLE! THAT'S WORSE THAN NEVER STARTING!" she protested, rocking against him with her hips. "You decide if I can't!"

"No."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO?!"

Ren turned his head and looked for Ryuko. The sensei was sprawled on the side, catching her breath after her first orgasm, hair stuck to her forehead and breasts rising and falling.

"Sensei," he called, without stopping his thrusts against Mina. "Quick question."

"E-eh...?" Pixie-Bob lifted her face, half gone. "W-what...?"

"How good's your agility?"

Ryuko blinked, not quite understanding what he was asking her in the state she was in.

"M-my... agility...?" She passed a hand over her face to clear her head. "W-well, I'm a rescue hero, nya, my agility is... it's excellent, o-obviously, w-why...?"

"Perfect."

Ren slowed his motion between Mina's thighs and turned his head to look at Ryuko with calm.

"Sit on my face."

Pixie-Bob went completely red.

"W-WHAT NOW?!"

"Come sit on my face. With that agility it shouldn't be a problem."

"T-that wasn't an invitation to a test, idiot kitten, that was neutral information!" She covered her face with her hands, unable to hold his gaze. "Y-you don't just sit on a brat's face like that, you have to... you have to set the mood, you have to... you have to...!"

But while she was protesting, her knees had already moved on their own toward him. Her thighs pressed together, her eyes clouded, and her gaze went straight to Ren's mouth.

Just one lick, no more, then I'm getting off.

She crawled on her knees until she pushed herself up over him and, still covering her face with one hand, dropped down on his mouth without further ceremony, sinking without the slightest pause with her drenched entrance directly against Ren's lips.

"AHHHHHHHH!" The meow came out so loud she covered her own mouth with both hands. "NYA, NYA, NYA, i-it was a test, it was an agility test, I wasn't actually planning to...!"

The pose was mortifying. She was with her back to Mina, ass completely lifted, knees spread as wide as they'd go, and the entire back view on absolute display, all the scenery between her legs uncovered while Ren devoured her from below.

Mina, still with his cock pressed between her thighs and rubbing against her bush, turned her face and got the whole scene unfiltered.

"S-SENSEI!" She turned redder than she'd been all night. "Y-your... your ass is...! I CAN SEE EVERYTHING! I didn't know it could show that much, it's too much detail, mine doesn't even show like that, nya!"

"DON'T USE MY 'NYA' TO HUMILIATE ME, KITTY!" Pixie-Bob shrieked against her own hands, unable to move because Ren had her trapped by the thighs. "A-and don't look! Don't look like that, don't look at it, don't...! AHHH!"

Ren took the moment when Pixie-Bob stopped protesting and buried his tongue between her folds without mercy. With the free hand he had left, he ran up Ryuko's belly to bury it in the sensei's blonde bush, tugging at the hair while his thumb brushed just above where his tongue was working.

"KYAAAAHHHHHHH!" Ryuko threw her head back with her pride destroyed, and the hands she'd had on her face flew to grip Ren's shoulders to keep from falling. "N-not both things at the same time, kitten, not both things...!"

At the same time, between Mina's thighs, Ren picked up the pace of the rubbing. He didn't care anymore whether he was inside her or still using her like this, he was working her whole with what he had, and Mina got to a point where she stopped caring too.

"IT FEELS WEIRD AND GOOD AND I DON'T KNOW WHICH IS WORSE!" Mina yelled, throwing herself back with no composure left. "RENNNNN!"

"Ngh, NYAAAAA!" Ryuko answered from above, moving on his mouth without knowing what she was doing anymore.

Both their cries bounced off the walls at the same time, and for the first time all night neither of them even tried to cover herself. The sensei surrendered on top, the student wrecked underneath, and Ren in the middle managing them without dropping the rhythm.

When Ryuko finally let go against his mouth with a heavy meow that rumbled across his whole face, Mina was trembling pressed against him with her thighs clamped against his cock, not knowing if she'd cum or if she was about to cum again. Ren held them both until the waves came down. Only then did he let them go.

Pixie-Bob rolled off to the side, panting, hair a disaster and her face still covered.

"...I-I sat on your face," she muttered, covering her eyes with her arm. "I sat on your face without needing to be asked twice. I'm gonna have to give up my identity and move to another country."

"It was your call, sensei."

"DON'T REMIND ME, NYA!"

Mina, trembling on the side, licked her lips and looked at Ren with glassy eyes.

"Are you gonna put it in me at some point or torture me like this all night...?"

Ryuko looked at him from the futon with a tired smile.

"...What? You still got some juice left, kitten?" She licked her lips and turned around slowly, propping herself up on hands and knees. "Come on then. Finish what you started. But this time..."

She raised a hand behind her and brushed herself, moving her fingers in a way that left no doubt about which part she was pointing to.

"...here. Before I get my dignity back and change my mind."

Ren settled behind her, coated his fingers with what she'd spilled herself, and brought them to her ass. Ryuko shuddered the second she felt them and buried her face in the futon.

"NYAH! Not there... not there I'm gonna... nya..."

"Hold on." He pushed a finger in, patiently, feeling how the pleasure from before erased every trace of resistance. "I'm not gonna rush."

She let out a long purr when the second finger went in. Mina, still sprawled on the side recovering, propped herself up on an elbow to watch with wide eyes.

"W-wait, there? For real, there? Sensei, you..."

"Learn, kitty," Pixie-Bob murmured against the futon, her voice in shreds. "One day... you're gonna thank yourself for seeing this live..."

"DON'T SAY IT LIKE YOU'RE A ZEN MASTER, IT'S SUPER WEIRD!"

Ren pulled his fingers out, settled behind her, and pressed the tip against her. He pushed slowly, feeling the resistance give centimeter by centimeter, until he sank all the way in.

"NNNGH!" Pixie-Bob gripped the sheet with both hands. "Ahhh... it's all... it's all inside again...!"

Ren held her a moment so she could adjust, leaned over her back, and moved the hair off her neck with his mouth.

"Good?"

"G-good... really good, nya... move, move or I'll change my mind..."

He moved. He held her by the hips and started thrusting slowly at first, letting her mark when she could take more, and Ryuko, who'd been secretly begging for hours, started pushing back to meet him before he got there.

PLAP. PLAP. PLAP.

"Ah, ah, nya, more... faster, kitten, faster..."

Ren picked up the pace, grabbing her hair with one hand to pull her head back and arch her back. With the other hand he reached for Mina, who'd crawled closer without realizing it, and grabbed her by the nape.

"Come here."

"E-eh...?"

He pulled her in until her mouth met Pixie-Bob's breast, which hung free from above with every thrust.

"Return the favor."

"...!"

Mina flushed, hesitated half a second, and closed her mouth around the sensei's nipple. Pixie-Bob let out a long meow that shook her whole body.

"NYAAAHHHHHHH! T-traitor kitty... you're using me for revenge, nya..."

"It's your fault for showing off!"

Ren kept thrusting from behind, with Ryuko trapped between him and Mina, the blonde hair tangled in his fist, Mina's mouth on her breast, and the whole weight of her body hanging from his hands. The three of them moved together, one single rhythm that didn't belong to any of them.

"I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum again, nya, again..."

"Me too... ngh... how am I this close again...?" Mina murmured against her skin.

Ren felt he was reaching his limit. He stretched out, with the last shred of concentration he had left, and sent a single invisible touch to Mina's clit, one alone, the only use of telekinesis all night that he'd wanted to save for the right moment.

"AHHHH! CHEAT, THAT'S THE WORST KIND OF CHEATING...!"

Pixie-Bob broke first with a long meow while the orgasm shook her entire body, clenching around him in waves. A heartbeat later Mina let go against the sensei's breast, trembling, with the strawberry milk soaking them both again. The two clenches at once ended what little control Ren had left, and he let himself go inside Ryuko with a low growl, emptying to the last pulse while holding her by the hips.

NYAAAH. AHHH.

The pink glow faded completely, and the substance, finally, stopped working.

For a long moment the only thing that could be heard was three people fighting to breathe at the same time, tangled together on a wrecked futon.

Pixie-Bob was the first to move. She rolled to one side, peeled herself off him, and instead of running away to rescue her pride like she'd been doing all night, she stayed there watching him with her breath in tatters.

"...Okay." She ran a hand over her drenched forehead. "Okay. I take back everything I thought about you, kitten."

"Everything good or everything bad?" Ren panted.

"Shut up before I reconsider."

Mina dropped down on the other side with her legs still trembling and a dopey smile on her face.

"Does anyone else feel like they lost their knees?" she mumbled. "Because mine left like... three orgasms ago."

Ren stayed lying between the two of them, and for a long moment none of the three said anything else.

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Author's Note: Ahhh... I forgot how tedious it is to write a girl with cat verbal tics. My brain is completely fried at this point and I'm about ready to throw in the towel. At least I made it to the end of the little R18 arc I got myself into. Thanks for hanging in there with me.

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