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Glynda was Pyrrha’s mentor, a woman whose opinion meant the world to her. In her four years at Beacon, Pyrrha had gone from seeing her as a peerless figure of driving, demanding perfection to a far more human and compassionate woman, someone who expected much from Pyrrha, but also cared about her in a way Pyrrha had been looking for since her childhood. And now, as a distinguished Beacon graduate, Pyrrha enjoyed these opportunities to get tea with her and catch her up on how her pupil’s life was going.
And… enjoy that Glynda was one of a few people she could truly talk openly about her real relationship.
Pyrrha was in a committed relationship with Jaune, who was, in turn, in a committed relationship with all seven of his sisters and his sister-in-law Terra. Pyrrha and Terra both enjoyed the attentions of Jaune and his sisters—i.e. The Arcs could do anything they wanted to them and they would thank them for the kindness—but also, Jaune’s incestuous little harem had expanded to not only his sisters but also his mother and aunt, rounding out all of his immediate relatives.
Discovering that Glynda Goodwitch was her partner’s aunt had also been a bit of a shock. To him as much as her, though… well, Pyrrha wasn’t discovering that she had a new family member, but it was certainly a struggle to reconcile with… everything.
And while Glynda Goodwitch was not an Arc by blood, discovering that she was an in-law of the Arc family… call it Pyrrha’s perverted side, call it whatever you like, but before this moment, Pyrrha’s Arc-sexual inclinations had never given her reason to notice how attractive the Deputy Headmistress was before now. But seeing her now, the way her blonde ringlets tumbled down and her impressive bust, with cleavage proudly on display… Pyrrha could picture how Jaune… enjoyed her. And she couldn’t deny it was a pleasurable picture to imagine.
While Pyrrha was really only sexually interested in eight people, she could appreciate the aesthetics of Jaune with a beautiful woman. And she had been in a decadent orgy of group sex enough times to really enjoy anything that showered her Jaune in sexual pleasure, so if having his way with two hot blonde MILFs got Jaune off… Pyrrha could almost shiver just thinking of how hot he must have looked, his body groaning in exertion as he overmatched the libidos of two horny cougars!
“If you were wondering…” Glynda said, interrupting Pyrrha’s thoughts and making her cheeks turn pink at getting caught, “When Blanche visited the city, I caught up with her… and in our hotel room, the two of us drizzled baby oil over our breasts and-”
Pyrrha gasped out loudly enough to interrupt Glynda’s story as the mental image of Blanche’s big, bouncy, perfect tits oiled up and-
It… it slowly dawned on Pyrrha that time had somewhat skipped forward as she suddenly felt her pulse pounding in her ear and a notable wetness between her thighs as she struggled to catch her breath. Glynda smiled naughtily from across the table, a look Pyrrha couldn’t have imagined the stern Deputy Headmistress making such a face, but thinking of her with her niece, rubbing their boobs together as they pawed at… okay, if Pyrrha wanted to get anything done today, she was going to have to put that thought out of her mind until later!
But tonight… Jaune would be putting her through her paces, that was a given!
“You’ll have to forgive me,” Glynda said, a light titter in her voice, “This… arrangement has me feeling like a young woman all over again, and in my salad days I was… quite a bit different from the woman you first met at Beacon.”
“You’re telling me…” Pyrrha murmured, still in half a daze from that sudden burst of arousal.
“And you’re quite a bit different than the young woman I recruited from Sanctum,” Glynda said, taking a sip of tea, “I never imagined that seeing you paired with my nephew could end like this… in more ways than one. Now he has a harem, and he’s looking to expand it! I proposed that he consider Ms. Schnee for the position, but I believe it would be appropriate to ask for your thoughts on this.”
Pyrrha blinked. “My… thoughts?” she asked.
But Glynda simply nodded.
“Your thoughts, yes,” she said, “You are, after all, the girlfriend.”
Shifting in her seat, Pyrrha tried not to blush. She… was the girlfriend, she and Jaune lived together and Jaune made no secret that she was special in his many relationships, but at the same time…
“I… kind of felt that it’s a little bit… hotter if Saphron and Jaune are in charge?”
It was funny that incest wasn’t even really a kink for Pyrrha when she was in this relationship, but really, she was driven by the molten sexiness of Arcs. Jaune and his sisters loomed over her like divinities, and she and Terra were content to just worship, prostate on their knees.
But Glynda just smiled, shaking her head in a wistful fashion. “Yes, I know about your particular fetish, but… I do know my nephew and you know him too. Jaune loves all the girls in our little arrangement, but you… you’re special to him. You are the girlfriend, and he listens to you in a way no one else does, particularly when it comes to adding additional women.”
Pyrrha tilted her head in curiosity. “I’m… not sure I’m following,” she said, “Not for the sense that I have a…” she felt her cheeks get warm, “special place in Jaune's heart, but in adding other women. Jaune hasn't had any problems with the first ten girls we've added.”
The phrase “first ten girls” gave Pyrrha a naughty little thrill. The flicker of a smile that crossed Glynda’s face told her that she had the same thought… but it passed as Glynda grew pensive.
“Jaune…” she sighed, “I… found myself in a difficult position with my nephew at Beacon. The proper way to manage the situation… I made choices I think I would not have made in retrospect, considering…”
“You're now sleeping with him?” Pyrrha quipped, a wry smile on her face as she enjoyed the still-unfamiliar feeling of quipping with someone, especially her former mentor.
Glynda cracked a smile of her own. “Yes, that,” she said, “But also, I do think I pushed Jaune in a direction that made him inclined to being conservative. Sensible when he needed to gain a mastery of his fundamentals and manage a team as… unique as JNPR. But in a relationship with one shy of a dozen women, women who are eager to expand the ‘harem,’ he's caught between his instincts to be slow and cautious when we're… very eager to see what comes next.”
Pyrrha blushed as she nodded. It was true—even if she and Terra were quite content to see Jaune try different combinations of his sisters, Jaune's sisters quite enjoyed the idea of Jaune sowing his wild oats. She and Terra really enjoyed it when his sisters watched as Jaune demolished them, and Saphron had started a discussion ranking which of Jaune's friends they most wanted to see their brother bang.
“I would suggest reaching out to Weiss,” Glynda said, her voice turning from wistful remembrance to the harder-edged analysis Pyrrha knew all too well from her former coach, “I believe you not only have a strong possibility of success—her attitude towards him changed noticeably at the end of your fourth year—but once Jaune has successfully pursued his original Beacon crush… I believe further girls will be an easier sell for him.”
It made sense. Jaune underestimated himself, and often didn’t realize-
“And Blanche was quite interested in Weiss…” Glynda added offhandedly, and the sudden thought of perfect Princess Weiss smothered under those massive Arc tits—that made up Pyrrha’s mind!
Arriving in Atlas, Jaune took a moment to reckon with just how different this world was from Vale.
Namely, just how cold it was.
Jaune started shivering even before they disembarked the aircraft, his body just reacting to the anticipation of the air outside. Vale could get cold in the winter, Jaune knew snow and the wisdom of layers, but whenever he came to Atlas, he understood why Weiss always complained about even a mild summer.
And speaking of Weiss, Jaune hadn't even stepped out of the hatch before he heard her cry out his name in excitement. Looking down the steps off the aircraft and onto the tarmac, he saw Weiss waving excitedly. He was hardly down the steps before she had given him a tight hug, only broken so that she could give the same to Pyrrha. She was clearly thrilled to see them as they made their greetings, enough to make Jaune feel bad that he was so eager to get into the waiting car and get off the tarmac.
Of all their Beacon friends, Weiss lived the furthest from Vale. Her duty to the SDC meant that she was always going to be making her way north, but the way things had ended, particularly with her father's downfall and arrest, she had to take decisive action and show that there was strong leadership, committed to reform and determined to steady the ship. And by all accounts, she'd brought the same determination and drive that she showed as a Huntress and was beating everyone's expectations. But… it meant they didn't see her very often and he was really savoring the opportunity to see her.
They were swiftly shuttled along to the restaurant, their bags whisked away to their hotel and refreshments provided enroute, everything Jaune and Pyrrha needed to revitalize themselves after a long flight… but even more so, it was being with Weiss that Jaune found to be most invigorating for them. Asking her about things in Atlas, telling her all about the work they were doing as Huntsman, catching up on this and that, it was… it was nice. And a shame that they had so much to share since it had been so long since they’d last seen her.
Though as they arrived at the restaurant, Jaune couldn’t help but think there were other reasons to regret not seeing Weiss as often. Jaune was definitely still closest to Ruby of all the RWBY girls, but being with Weiss was always a hell of an experience. Even with Pyrrha's celebrity giving Jaune a taste of the world of glitz and fine living, Weiss was from a place even further beyond that! Being with her in Vale, being shuttled from place to place by uniformed drivers in long black cars, going to the most exclusive restaurants in Remnant, being in cozy places built for the elite to have private conversations. Jaune had to admit, in the private booth he was in with Weiss and Pyrrha, enjoying an entree that cost more zeroes than Jaune associated with any kind of meal (where it didn't even taste that good, using things like gold leaf that didn't improve the taste at all, but it made it seem all that much more impressive!), he figured it was time to start talking business himself.
“So…” Jaune said, affecting his best professional, brass tacks voice, “You wanted to talk about signing Pyrrha as an SDC Spokeswoman? I know we've been friends for a long time, but when it comes to Pyrrha's brand, well,” he chuckled, “that's something the both of us take seriously. So what's the offer?”
Weiss smiled, her eyes shifting to Pyrrha as it slowly dawned on Jaune that the situation was something other than what he expected. He might not be the most observant man in the world—something both Pyrrha and Saphron could attest to with devastating effect—but he knew when something was up. Had he misplayed his hand here? Or… was this- was this not about-
Before Jaune could figure it out, Weiss cleared her throat and replied, “It's not actually about that.”
Jaune blinked. He glanced to Pyrrha, seeing a rather self-satisfied smile on her face. She just raised an eyebrow as Jaune turned his gaze back to Weiss.
“I've heard a lot about you, Jaune,” Weiss said, leaning forward across the table, “Heard a lot about you from Pyrrha specifically. What you've been getting up to with her… and others.”
Jaune paled. He had gotten impossibly lucky with his mom and aunt, but there was no way his luck would hold here. He- still, even as his heart was racing, he told himself to calm down. Jaune trusted Pyrrha's discretion, even if she might have shared with Weiss that their relationship was more open than they publicly presented it.
“She told you about…” he began, careful not to give away any information by accident.
“Oh, not much,” Weiss said with a shrug… then she grinned, “Just that you and your sisters are closer than siblings ought to.”
Jaune's eyes went wide. Pyrrha told her about that? And Weiss… Weiss was okay with that? She was- well, did she know-
“Oh, and you're a bit of a momma's boy… and with Ms. Goodwitch!” she giggled, “Hard to imagine… but I certainly had to try! And Pyrrha says that you're good to try even more...”
Now Jaune’s eyes were fully open, making him realize there was an even higher level of shocked surprise he could experience. He was far too agog to say anything, just staring at Weiss in shocked surprise as he tried to put together just what he was hearing. A situation that Weiss evidently found quite amusing.
“To move things forward,” Pyrrha smoothly cut in, “I asked Weiss if she wanted to join us, and she couldn't be more eager!”
“What can I say?” Weiss giggled, “I see something I want… and I go for it!”
That… that was the one thing that could cut through Jaune's disbelief, blinking in surprise as he looked at Weiss.
“...really?”
Weiss suddenly blushed, slamming the breaks on her earlier teasing. “Is- is it really so odd?” she asked, quietly, “You… I really have come to admire you, Jaune.”
“I had thought… I had thought we had both agreed that us together wasn't… wasn't a good idea.”
Weiss paused. “I… admit, that wasn't the reaction I was expecting but…” she cracked a smile, “I think that's in line with what I'd come to admire in you, Jaune. You… you grew so much since our first year. And when you apologized, when you… helped Neptune out, I started to see that you really were a good guy. It was just that neither of us were in a good place to manage a relationship.”
Jaune chuckled ruefully. “I was… an idiot who thought the best way to respond to a no was to keep-”
“And I was trying to have the ideal first year at Beacon, going for a guy I could never have been in a real relationship with but I still went after him because it felt like the right thing,” she said. “But there… we didn't have anything. Neptune and I never should have gotten together, and then… as you matured and became someone I could, well,” she blushed warmly, “really admire… I was too proud to admit maybe I was too hasty to think we'd never have a shot. I mean, I had as much to learn about relationships as you did!”
Jaune couldn't help but crack a smile at that, his cheeks turning warm as he blushed. “I… really appreciate that,” he mumbled, before brightening, “But I have to say… I think we've both grown a lot.”
“So show me,” Weiss purred seductively, “just how much you've learned about keeping a lady happy in a relationship…”
Like everything in a Huntress’s life, tonight was the product of rigorous planning.
Weiss had been wrestling with difficult feelings for a while, the mix of her time at Beacon—a place that had become her real home in life—coming to a close and the bonds as close as family that she had forged with RWBY now spreading out over the world and the realization that her feelings were different between certain friends. Not that being parted from any of them wasn’t a hard weight to bear, but Weiss was realizing that it was a very different pain when she thought about how Blake and Yang were headed to Mistral after graduation and… Jaune and Pyrrha would be staying in Vale. After four years of being the closest of friends, Weiss was suddenly faced with the realization that she wanted to be more than that with certain people.
When Pyrrha had called her out of the blue, it took all of Weiss’s skill not to tip off that her scroll call had been the highlight of Weiss’s week. But she wished she hadn’t: would have saved her a lot of time if Pyrrha hadn’t had to slowly work her way up to asking if Weiss might have an interest in a nontraditional approach to relationships…
Honestly, Weiss was a little bit shocked at how easily she had taken the revelation that Jaune had been… intimate with his sister. Sisters. And mother. And aunt—also, was anyone going to tell her that Ms. Goodwitch was Jaune’s aunt? Felt like the sort of thing that should get mentioned! But when Pyrrha had shared with Weiss all their sexual adventurousness, she’d almost laughed in amazement when she'd heard it, how taboo and forbidden it was, the sheer… naughtiness of it all bringing her nothing but delight!
There wasn’t a question in her mind that she would be joining in, her business instincts telling her to take an aggressive strategy and seize the initiative before Pyrrha could even ask. It gave her a little thrill to put the accomplished duelist on the back foot—something Weiss knew was now well past her range when it came to combat—as Weiss made her offer to join in and become an enthusiastic partner into Jaune’s little harem. Which brought about this whole trip and this opportunity to show off to Pyrrha what the lap of luxury was like as they both got changed together. And this lingerie she'd commissioned for the both of them… Weiss could see them both in the mirror and knew it would get results.
Weiss was in pale blue, Pyrrha in a fiery red, the both of them a vision that would make Jaune praise the Brothers when she saw them. And not just Jaune. Weiss took one look in the mirror and whispered a prayer of Thanksgiving. She liked the contrast between them, how their matching lingerie emphasized the difference between their bodies. Pyrrha was tall and muscular, a powerfully built warrior who could easily crush Weiss's small, delicate frame.
Pyrrha was still the most beautiful woman Weiss had ever known. Teenage fantasies had matured into a close friendship, but Weiss never stopped seeing how breathtaking she was. It had been hard, she could admit, to see her relationship with Jaune take off, but now, there was no complication, no rules to get tangled up in. Weiss was powerfully attracted to Pyrrha and Jaune, and now… she could have both of them.
Licking her lips, she glanced to Pyrrha, who gave her a seductive smirk and a silent nod. It was go time, just like when she was an active Huntress, and even if this wasn’t combat work… she figured she’d be giving her aura a real workout tonight! Striding into the bedroom, carefully strutting on her highest heels and making her every move in time with Pyrrha’s, she knew that the two of them made a vision of sensuous delights. And she wasn’t just being self-assured in this. She could read the look on Jaune’s face as his eyes went wide and his mind was obviously clear of every thought but praising the Brothers for letting him behold this visual feast.
“So,” she asked, holding back a giggle as she struck a pose against Pyrrha and maintained her smoky, seductive allure, “Is this to your liking?”
Jaune just stammered, especially as Weiss curled into Pyrrha’s side, running her fingers up those godlike abs as she showed off the contrast of their bodies. Gods, she couldn’t wait for these two to just ruin her, to make her feel so sexy and seductive as she slid into their relationship! But… she had something even bigger planned.
As always, preparation was the key.
Weiss had left a little brass tube on the table near the door, something no one would have particularly noticed, but it meant it was right at hand when she needed it. While Jaune gawked, she popped it open and revealed the shade of bright blue lipstick she'd picked out for tonight. For a very specific reason tonight.
“While you're picking your jaw off the floor,” she said with a triumphant grin, thrilled that she could make such an impression on a man who'd done double digits of beautiful women, “I think I know how we can begin…”
With that, Weiss began to trace a layer of bright blue lipstick over her lips, drawing his eyes to exactly where she wanted. She had picked a striking shade of electric blue, something that stood out not only against her pale white skin but also in contrast with her usually more subtle and subdued look. Finishing that work, she coquettishly batted her eyelashes at Jaune as she sauntered over to him.
“I wanted to add a thick layer of lipstick,” she purred, “So you can see the ring I'll be leaving at the very base of your cock.”
It was shockingly forward of her, but as she felt the words tumble past her lips, Weiss felt like this was right. Looking at Jaune on the bed, seeing him disrobe for them, anticipating the…
Oh, dust.
Weiss felt her lips curl into a wicked smile as she beheld the sight of a cock that commanded the worship of an entire harem of women, sexy, incredible women like Pyrrha and Ms. Goodwitch… and now her. Jaune rose up to approach her, no doubt planning to do something gentle and romantic, but Weiss didn't want that. As Jaune drew near, Weiss dropped down to her knees and pursed her lips in anticipation of what was coming. Seeing that big, beautiful dick come bobbing on his hips like a spear, a weapon to lay bitches like her low…
It was dirty. Filthy. The kind of thing girls like her weren't supposed to do.
So Weiss made sure not to delay as she swallowed the head of his penis.
It… it was something she had trained for. But the reality of the male organ was so much different from silicone, running her tongue around the glans and marveling at its organic fleshiness, its warmth. Then she heard Jaune give a soft moan and the comparison between this and a plastic toy became absurd. Then, she had felt clinical about it, even a little silly at trying to suck on a dildo, but here? Weiss heard, Weiss felt Jaune’s approval, and that drove her to a wild excitement that made her push herself forward!
It was much more difficult than anticipated, of course. What she’d done with a toy had taught her how to turn her strengths as a Huntress to her advantage, using her self-control to suppress her gag reflex and grow comfortable with something of this size in her mouth. Jaune’s size wasn’t that much more than her toy, but what Weiss found herself struggling with… was something coming up from below. Her excitement at being the dirty girl, the girl who sucked cock to make a boy cum, that was what Weiss was struggling with. Because that was driving her to cast aside discipline and self-control! She heard Jaune gasp as she took him deeper and wanted- wanted to draw more from him! Make him marvel, make him disbelieve that Weiss Schnee could be so lewd!
And Weiss knew that Jaune had experience here. Pyrrha, his sisters, Ms. Goodwitch… they had surely sucked him off. They had doubtlessly sucked him off, had pleasured him the way Weiss was doing now… she could hear that Jaune was gasping out her name, but how much of that was her inexperienced technique compared to the novelty of his Beacon crush being sexual towards him?
Weiss wasn't about to settle for novelty. She was determined to be a spectacle, a teenage fantasy come to life! She bobbed on Jaune's dick, swirled her tongue around the shaft, did everything that made her feel more like a dirty little slut. She was getting results; she could hear Jaune gasp, could feel the twitch of his cock in her mouth. It all signaled that her victory was soon at hand, she looked up to his eyes, seeing the pained expression of a man trying to hold back as Jaune ran his fingers through her hair and-
With a sudden cry, Jaune came, flooding Weiss's mouth with his seed. She was not remotely prepared for it, neither taste nor volume, but Weiss was determined not to mess this up. Even as she gagged on it, Weiss was not going to spoil the moment by spitting it out! She pulled back, briefly admiring the blue ring on the base of his dick before looking up to him proudly with her mouth open, showing him his load in her mouth.
But before she could swallow, Weiss felt herself suddenly pulled aside… and pulled into a sudden, searing kiss with Pyrrha, her tongue plunging into Weiss's mouth as birth girls wrestled for the mouthful of Jaune's seed. In all the ways Weiss had imagined kissing Pyrrha, a frequent fantasy since she was 17, she had never imagined it might be like this! But that made it all the naughtier as they swapped his cum between them, both girls swallowing and giggling together as Weiss embraced Pyrrha.
The two of them turned to give Jaune a pair of sticky smiles, seeing him struggle to compose himself after getting a blowjob from Weiss and then seeing this. Weiss could see his erection was still going strong, standing proudly at attention to the lewd display she was making with Pyrrha. It was exciting to see it, knowing that, soon enough, it would be inside her. Deep inside her.
Pyrrha gave her a squeeze. “Let me take this next part,” she whispered. Weiss gave a nod in response: she was still feeling light-headed from her first blowjob and wanted to enjoy this feeling a little while longer as she caught her breath.
While Weiss watched, Pyrrha moved between his legs, peppering his dick with kisses. But unlike Weiss, she didn't move in to blow him.
“I wanna make sure you're as hard as possible for when you're breaking Weiss on your cock,” Pyrrha purred, hefting and massaging her boobs before she wrapped them around Jaune's shaft. Weiss marveled to see it, delighting in the sight of Pyrrha's beautiful, generous tits engulfing Jaune's cock and rubbing up and down. It was well lubricated with Weiss's spit, and imagining how her lipstick was smeared up the length of his cock and now onto Pyrrha's cleavage… Maidens it was getting her horny! She couldn't just sit and watch when she was this excited!
“Get up,” she whispered to Jaune seductively.
“Wha-?” Jaune asked, clearly having a hard time with rationality while fucking Pyrrha's tits.
“Stand up,” Weiss instructed, “Wh-while Pyrrha's- ah- s-servicing you from the front, I want to go… behind.”
Jaune's eyes went up in surprise at that, but Weiss was thrilled to see as Jaune ushered Pyrrha to back up as he stood, making space for Weiss to scoot in and slide behind him. Weiss wasn't the sort of girl who did things impulsively, especially not things like this, but she was also not the sort of girl to engage in a tawdry hookup like this in the first place. She looked at Jaune's butt, seeing his well-sculpted behind tense as he fucked Pyrrha's tits, and felt that the less in character it was, the more appealing it was to her.
Weiss pressed her face into Jaune's butt, feeling the tight muscles of his glutes against her cheeks as she drew closer to his hole. It was dirty, but she was dirty. She could hear Jaune's surprise as she inhaled the scent and then let her tongue dart out and probe the wrinkled skin of his sphincter.
She didn't know what she was doing. She didn't know the first thing about eating ass, but just the thought, that she, Weiss Schnee, was eating ass made her beyond excited! She plunged her tongue into Jaune's hole and heard him moan in arousal. His dirty girls were getting him hit. Getting him off. Making him…
“I'm- I'm g-gonna- gonna-”
“Shhhh, not now, not now,” Pyrrha soothed, “Now that you're good and ready… it's time you gave it to her good and hard!”
Weiss pulled away from Jaune's ass, savoring the taste still on her lips. She wanted to keep going, wanted to hear Jaune succumb to their united assault, but the opportunity to get Jaune inside her had Weiss scrambling onto the bed, kicking her panties off as she exposed her now very wet pussy to the air.
This was it.
Weiss had made her play, had shown Jaune and Pyrrha what a dirty girl she could be, but this… this was another thing entirely. Hard to think that there still was something to do now that she had both sucked him off and thrust her tongue in his ass, but this… Jaune would fuck her now. Thrust that big dick that had been in her mouth and wrapped in Pyrrha's tits into her until she came. She could imagine it, she'd been imaging it since this first became a possibility, but this would be more than imagination. This would be different. This would be real. This would be…
There was something Weiss hadn't told Pyrrha. Something she had played coy about for years, knowing to head off Yang's teasing, but she was… she was a virgin. She had dated, but had never gone this far. Propriety, awkwardness, something never let her get this far, but for Jaune… she could jump right past everything and go to this. What she couldn't do with Neptune or Flynt or Neon or Marrow… because she didn't want her first time to be with anyone but Jaune.
Had… had she even admitted that to herself before now? Weiss suddenly felt so… tender on the bed, something timid and delicate, her earlier perversity suddenly snuffed out as her thighs trembled. But she didn't close her legs, no. She was nervous, but she- she wanted Jaune to see her, legs spread, her… little pussy exposed for him to take at his leisure.
She bit her lip and looked at Jaune. He looked at her, but… his eyes weren't roaming over her body. He was looking into her eyes, meeting her with a soft and tender gaze that made her feel so… so much safer in his care.
“B-be gentle…” she whispered to him.
Jaune cupped her cheek. “Of course,” he whispered back. Then he brought his head down to gently kiss her on the lips and leave Weiss swooning. By the time he broke the kiss, Weiss was in a fog, her body resting on clouds more than a mattress. And the man between her legs, his cock on display like a big, heavy scepter…
Was like a god to her.
Weiss gave a soft moan as she felt that thick, knobby head that had been in her mouth now pressed against another set of lips, slowly, purposefully brushing her wet, swollen folds… before he pushed in and entered her. Weiss's mouth parted in an O as she felt him enter… then went deeper.
“Ah-ah-ahhhhh, Jaune!” Weiss moaned, savoring the feeling of Jaune's cock inside her. She never could have imagined this happening when she first arrived at Beacon, but now, it felt like the culmination of so many moments together. Their whole relationship came to this point, feeling him push into her, filling her up, making her realize what pleasure she could feel! It was so- so liberating, and she could have even more!
“Harder!” she gasped.
“Are you-”
“Harder!” she cried, an ecstatic, jubilant heat blazing inside her, “Give it to me harder!”
Jaune grinned, grabbing her legs and raising them up. Weiss's eyes went wide as she realized the leverage this gave him, with her ankles over his shoulders as he drove into her! Weiss gasped out, but oh! It felt so good! He was- he was fucking her and taking her and oh gods she needed this!
“So- so good, t-take me deeper, Jaune, deeper!”
He complied, slamming his cock into her as Weiss squealed. It was a wonder, it was magic, it was every nerve exploding with pleasure as Weiss thrashed beneath him. But Jaune… Jaune was strong! Powerful! Had her pinned beneath him as he gave it to her!
How had she never experienced anything like this before? She swore she could see the outline of his cock bulging her stomach! Gods- Gods! He was so big, so big and so thick, he was stuffing her pussy full! Splitting her open!
Weiss's eyes rolled, her head lolling back as she took all of Jaune's force! She saw Pyrrha watching, a wide, predatory grin on her face as she watched her boyfriend demolish his old crush. Gods! This this was so- so- so-
Whatever word she was searching for was swept away as Weiss's climax hit her with all the force of a freight train. She didn't realize she was screaming until she felt it in her throat, her shriek simply tearing out of her as her whole body rocked from the aftershocks.
Oh, but Jaune wasn't finished…
He hadn't gotten his satisfaction, and even after Pyrrha's boobs and Weiss's analingus had primed him to blow, he still didn't cum that easily. He thrust away, bearing down on him with unrelenting force, her legs bent double as he put her in a full mating press. It was the only word for it, a position for putting a thick load of his seed into her, pure genetic material to mate a girl and give her his child! It brought Weiss to another orgasm, a sudden spike that wasn't as mind-shattering as her first, but oh gods it had her quivering as she cried out his name!
But beneath her shrieks of pleasure… something new was building in Weiss. Something like an orgasm, but… bigger. She could feel it, a need inside her. Her deep and utter need to see Jaune get his satisfaction with her. She looked him in the eyes, saw him pant with exertion as she silently pleaded for him to give it to her, to release inside her, to bring tonight to its- its climax! Just as she’d imagined! Just as she’d fantasized! Just as-
She saw Jaune’s mouth open in a groan as she felt the sudden hitch in his thrusts, a fractional moment of warning before she felt-
Ahh, yes!
Weiss felt the rush of warmth inside her as Jaune came, the sudden flush of his seed inside her triggering her own gasp of pleasure and satisfaction. She giggled, feeling her muscles clench as she trapped her reward inside her and reveled in the feeling of fullness… and then looked to Jaune, seeing him smile, almost bashfully, down at her. He pulled back gently,letting Weiss feel her legs again as he withdrew from inside her, one final taste of that friction as the head of his cock exited her pussy. She… she had been fucked. Good and proper, just like- just like she always thought it’d be. And it felt so goooooood.
Jaune came to her side, giving her a kiss on the forehead as Weiss’s mind swam in dizzy circles, trying to put together words and thoughts in the soupy mix of pleasure and satisfaction that now made up her brain. But… but even as she was mumbling out incoherent words of gratitude and appreciation as Jaune closed in to cuddle and pamper her, there was a thought inside her mind that was starting to congeal, to rise up out of the haze of postcoital bliss…
There was still one thing she could think of, still one thing she… she had to do from here.
Her pussy was sore, her limbs felt rubbery, and her mind was still foggy from her climaxes, but Weiss, even if her license wasn't active, was a Huntress. She didn't give easy, she didn't quit, not before the job was done. And not when Weiss wasn't fully satisfied!
Even as it tested her limits, Weiss pulled herself up and gave Jaune a hungry, needy look.
“Jaune…” she panted, “I want… I don't want to stop. I… Pyrrha doesn't want you to stop.”
“She's right, babe,” Pyrrha said, openly, shamelessly rubbing herself, “It's- it's so hot to watch you take her… seeing you loom over her, showing off how powerful you are, how far you've come…”
She shivered with pleasure.
Shaking her head, she gave Jaune a heavily lidded look. “Don't stop, Jaune,” she said, “Give her everything you've got.”
Weiss felt her lips curl into a giddy smile. He would give her everything he had, and she'd receive him in every way she could! And there was one last hole she could offer him…
“Fuck my ass, Jaune,” she purred, “Fuck my tight little Schneehind just like you dreamed about at Beacon.”
Jaune stared at her in disbelief. Weiss helped “clarify” her offer by tuning over and raising up her derriere, running her hand up the curve of her backside, feeling her fingers brush her garters as she gave him a visual aid. She turned to put herself on all fours, face down, ass up, giving him an inviting wiggle as she licked her lips.
“Take me, Jaune!” she exhaled, giving her behind a giddy spank, “Take all of me, shove that big cock right in my- AHHHHHHHH!”
Weiss’s eyes shot wide as she felt Jaune do just that, suddenly seizing her by the hips and invading her backdoor without warning! In an instant, Weiss’s entire mind was shattered by the sensation of her entire body being split open by Jaune’s massive cock, and fuck, she couldn’t believe it!
“Ah- ah- ah- OH GODS!” Weiss shrieked, feeling inch after inch—how much more cock did he have?—drove into her.
“Are- are you okay?” Jaune asked in sudden alarm, moving to pull back-
“Nonononono!” she cried, “D-don’t- don’t stop! Don’t you dare stop!”
But that was really just bravado on her part. Weiss had managed to force the command past her lips by virtue of being a Huntress—actually managing Jaune’s girth in her asshole was… it was more than aura could handle! But oh… fuck, oh fuck, it felt so good!
“Deeper,” she gasped, “All- shove it all the way in and break me on your cock Daddy!”
She hadn’t even noticed saying it. She didn’t think a thing was odd about it, not when her mind was frazzling on the pleasure of getting plowed in her tight little asshole by a big, strong, manly cock! Her tongue flopped from her mouth and Weiss began to drool as she succumbed to Jaune’s absolute power. It was all she had not to black out, not when another orgasm came roaring up inside her, this one just going on and on as Jaune sawed away at her.
But what kept Weiss going was that she wasn’t alone. As she gasped and squealed on the bed, she realized that Pyrrha was no longer just watching, but actually beside her. Pyrrha took her hand in hers and gave her a reassuring squeeze as Weiss bit her lip. They shared a look, Pyrrha encouraging, Weiss delirious with pleasure, the both of them united in this moment of sheer, ecstatic eroticism. She could feel how tight Jaune was inside her, could feel how her thrusts were getting shaper as she could feel how much closer he was getting until…
“Oh, fuck, Weiss!” Jaune cried out… and dumped his third load inside Weiss. She could picture it, his cum invading her bowels, painting her guts white as he claimed her utterly. Mouth, pussy, and ass, he’d fucked her in all of them, and Weiss couldn’t be happier. As Jaune pulled free of her, Weiss just giggled with the knowledge that she was his dirty girl. She turned slowly, giving him a crooked smile… then she saw his cock.
Gods it was beautiful, so powerful, such a conquering weapon of war, but it was… it was a mess. Smeared with cum and Weiss's juices, the lingering blue ring of her lipstick, all the traces of the naughty things they'd been doing. She looked at the mess they had made on Jaune's big cock and…
Her mouth suddenly felt dry.
There was something she could do about that. Something that was making her pant with need as she stared, imagining how she could do Jaune a favor. Show him how much she appreciated what he'd done for her. Something to… help clean up.
It was dirty. Filthy.
But she was a dirty, filthy girl.
Weiss stumbled over, padding across the bed and went down on Jaune again, taking his cock in her mouth and slowly deep-throating him. She could taste so many things, her juices, his cum, the nasty, sour taste of her own ass… gods, she was depraved! She took his cock down her throat, suppressing her gag reflex to make sure he was thoroughly cleaned off. That was what a dirty girl like her did, a naughty, nasty little slut who didn't care about her reputation or responsibilities. She was the kind of girl who only thought about getting fucked, and suckling on Jaune's cock, worshiping it with her hot little mouth… this was the kind of thing girls like her did. What they did with their stud.
Her last blowjob had been about proving herself, to herself and to Jaune and to Pyrrha, but this was slow and luxurious. She had nothing to prove, she'd shown her lovers what kind of girl they'd brought into their bed and she'd shown herself that she could do this. So now… it was just about the appreciation, the- the love she felt for Jaune as she cleaned his cock off. As she slowly pulled away, her lips still wrapped tight around the head, she appreciated the sight of her work, Jaune's big, sexy cock looking nice and clean as it finally began to soften.
With a pop, she let it go, then looked up to Jaune with a dizzy, worn, and above all loving smile as the both of them caught their breath.
But as the moment passed, Jaune slumped onto the bed with a groan. Weiss and Pyrrha both crawled forward, eager for post-coital snuggles. If there was one thing Weiss knew about Jaune, it was that the man was a sweetheart, and she had no doubt in her mind that he'd give her lots of attention and cuddles even as worn out as her was.
Slipping into his arms, pressing her tired, sweaty body into him, Weiss's hopes were immediately fulfilled as he gave her a gentle, loving squeeze. She was sore from the workout he'd given her, and it was very tempting to just sink into his embrace, but…
Weiss was never the most patient girl.
“You’re not done yet, are you?” she asked, rising up from his grasp.
Jaune chuckled, shaking his head. “Weiss…” he said, his voice pleasantly worn and weary, “I… I have limits, and Maidens, as good as this was, I don’t have the juice to keep going!”
“And don't worry about me,” Pyrrha said with a happy sigh, “I've become… something of a voyeur recently, just- just watching my man having sex, seeing this sexy Arc stud just plow a wet and willing girl…”
But Weiss just smiled as Pyrrha reveled in her fetish. A part of her felt a little tingle of pride that she’d taken Jaune to his limits, particularly from the wild bacchanals Pyrrha had described to her. The power of being his old crush, she supposed… but more so, Weiss was thinking about something other than what they’d done tonight. She was a pragmatic woman, a woman of planning and grand strategy, a woman who approached everything with a vision before she moved forward.
“Oh, don’t worry, I can’t do anything until I can feel my legs again,” Weiss said with a sigh, feeling how sore she was, in both her poor little pussy and her utterly demolished asshole, “But I meant something bigger. Surely… surely a man like you won’t stop with just a mere dozen women at your beck and call, hmm?”
She gave Jaune a naughty grin, letting him know that she was picturing the sort of kingly harem he deserved. He was, after all, the lover of the CEO of the SDC—to suggest that he have anything less felt like it was an insult to her company, and moreso, the Schnee family name!
Jaune almost seemed to pale at the thought. “Weiss…” he said with a nervous chuckle, turning to Pyrrha for some backup… only for her to shake her head, “It’s… There are a lot of girls in this, and they- I wouldn’t want to give you anything less than you deserve! And I feel the same for everyone I’m in a relationship with!”
“Don’t sell yourself short, dear,” Pyrrha said with a wicked grin, “I saw potential in you, all the way back in the Emerald Forest-”
“Not- not the potential to sleep with a dozen women!”
But Pyrrha’s smile just grew wider before she leaned forward to give him a kiss on the forehead and whisper, “You don’t know that…”
Jaune couldn’t help but laugh. But only for a moment before he shook his head. “There’s another thing,” he added, “Who would we even reach out too? You’d need someone who’d be okay with the whole ‘harem’ thing—not to mention the incest, and really… who? Any man would be lucky to have what I have: what more could I ask for?”
At that, Weiss grinned. She’d been waiting for exactly that question.
“Well… you don’t have any Faunus girls among your lovers…”
She saw Jaune’s mouth open to ask who she was thinking… then his jaw dropped as he realized exactly who she was thinking of. “You…” he murmured, “You can’t really mean-”
“I think Blake’s been looking for someone who can scratch a particular itch, and I think you’re just the man for that job.”