Chapter-45

Yang devoured Jaune with her eyes, a ravenous hunger present as he walked towards her, his fat cock swinging between his legs. As much bravado as she tried to project, she would always feel nervous when confronted with that impressive length that she knew could render her a helpless, quivering mess. Sex with Jaune was always a struggle, but it was a struggle that she relished.

God, why hadn't they done this sooner?

She imagined them as they were back at Beacon; the thrill seeking, adrenaline junkie huntress-in-training and the dorky, hopelessly romantic boy with little to no training. Yang had thought of herself as hot stuff back then. She still did, admittedly – but there had been an arrogance to her, a naivety that hadn't yet been solved. She would have thought herself too good for him. She wasn't sheltered, she'd withstood her own fair share of hardship but she'd been a big fish in a small pond. The wider world was much more dangerous than she ever imagined, and people much more surprising.

You shouldn't judge a book by its cover – or even by first impressions. The Gods knew that Jaune had made a horrible one.

Would that dorky boy have dominated her so thoroughly as the stud now standing before her? Would he have taken that long, thick cock and showed her the error of her ways when she stepped out of line? Yang knew she wouldn't have seen it coming, not then. Just thinking about that version of Jaune taking her to task made her insides leak profusely and she squeezed her thighs together, squirming as he raked her body with his own look of hunger.

They met each other halfway but it was soft, Jaune caressing her hip as he leaned in and claimed her lips. Yang moaned sweetly as he coaxed open her mouth, his tongue rolling against hers as she tasted the dried essence of her little sister. It mixed with Blake's musk, heavy on her lips and tongue, her soft, plump tits pressing into Jaune's firm pectorals.

One of his hands slipped down and cupped her ass gently, giving it a tender squeeze while the other ran up her side, tickling her ribs before curling around and splaying wide across her toned back. He pulled her in harder, their bodies entwined, his heavy dick poking her belly. He was so hard, and big – just feeling it jab at her stomach, pressing into her skin made her womb throb in excitement. It smeared cum and Weiss' essence on her belly like a brand, marking her. His fingers and Blake's enthusiastic attention had kept her on the edge of a knife. It had been a close thing; if Blake hadn't cum when she had, Yang would have tumbled over soon enough.

Now she was filled with frustrated, sexual energy that needed an outlet – yet Jaune continued to be gentle with her, the opposite of what she had demanded. But she didn't push him. She liked this. She liked it a lot.

Jaune could be very caring. He was kind. She loved him.

She loved him so fucking much.

And she knew the others did too. Yang saw it in the way they looked at him, the way they spoke about him. When Weiss had laid out her idea, Yang had felt hesitant at first. Sharing him was bad enough but to fuck him together, the four of them? One of them was her sister, for pete's sake! But this had been the right call, the former heiress had been right.

This was real.

Jaune had his concerns, and so did they – but this was real .

She refused to believe otherwise.

The hand on her back moved higher, gripping the back of her neck lightly. Yang shivered, feeling his fingers massage that tender spot where her neck met the back of her head before he thread his hand through her hair. Their slow, languid kissing was beginning to take its toll, her lips burning, tongue becoming numb.

Jaune retreated then and pinned her with such a hot, scorching look that it rendered her breathless.

"You're so sexy, Yang," he praised her quietly, blue eyes nearly black. Yang felt a thrill at his words. "Mm – this body is so ridiculously hot. Can you feel what you do to me?" he rocked his hips and Yang bit her lip, his length sliding up her belly. "This is all for you, baby. Do you want it?"

"Yes," she said quickly. "I want it. I want all of it."

"I'm going to give it to you," he pecked her on the nose, a devilish smile combined with his mussed hair making him look even more handsome than normal. "But not in the way you think."

Yang blinked, confused.

What did he mean?

The hand on her butt gave it one final grope before releasing her. Yang watched as he stepped back, cock bobbing between them as he took her hand and led her over to a single seater, away from the sofa they had defiled with their eager foreplay and fucking. Jaune then sat, his fat dick standing straight up against his belly, a pillar of masculinity. Yang throbbed everywhere as he adjusted himself, leaning back as she stood above him.

"Come on," he invited, pulling at her. She slipped onto his lap, facing him with her knees on either side of his thighs. His muscular body flexed as he seized her hips in a gentle hold and pulled her down, directly above his straining cock. "I want you like this."

Fuck, he was going to impale her.

Jaune rubbed the tip of his wide glans along her slit, relishing the way her puffy labia clung to his dick. He didn't need the extra lubrication but it was fun watching her squirm, her mouth falling open as he tapped her clit with a firm rap.

Then he stopped.

"I want you to put it in," he told her and she stared at him.

"What?"

"I want you to put it in," he repeated, watching her carefully. "I want you to do what you want with it. Show me what you want. Fuck me the way you desire to fuck me."

Yang felt a pang, deep in her belly – an ache. Reaching down, she stroked her dewy, damp lips before grasping his erection. She could feel his heart beat pounding through it, and she tightened her hold, giving it a few pumps before aiming it at her needy quim. Feeling excited, she gave her hips a shake as she lowered herself, crooning as she worked his thick crown inside her entrance. It stretched her wide, her slick cunt opening up to him. It was a lot easier than the other times – maybe her pussy was getting used to him?

Or maybe the excessive foreplay had made her cunt pliable and soft, allowing him in without much struggle.

Pleasure raced up Yang's spine as she sunk down, taking inch after inch until that familiar pinch of discomfort found her. She paused her descent, rolling at the waist to grind him and panted as he pressed on her sweet spot.

Meanwhile, Jaune basked in her molten heat, loving how hot she was inside. She blazed like the sun, her tits jiggling enticingly with each breath. Her snatch looked absolutely stuffed, her labia curling inwards as he cleaved into her tight slit. Yang adjusted the angle of her pelvis and then pressed down, a deep groan escaping her as another inch penetrated her.

"That's it. You're doing good," he praised her again, rubbing and massaging her taut thighs. Of all the girls, Yang always had the most trouble with him. So that was why he was going to try a different way this time. "Is this where you want it?"

She shook her head, her lovely hair spilling across her shoulders. "No. I want it deeper."

"Then you know what to do, don't you?"

Yang nodded – and with one single, fluid movement, impaled herself to the hilt on his cock. A sharp, sweet cry filled the air, Yang's back arching, thrusting her impressive chest out, her nipples hard and flushed. Her entire body trembled as he bunted against her cervix, putting pressure on her womb. Her abs contracted, her body on complete display and Jaune allowed her a moment to adjust.

Yang cupped her stomach around her belly button, whimpering as his cock twitched inside her grasping vagina. This was how high he went, she thought stupidly, pressing lightly on the skin. She could feel him there, with her fingers.

"Fuck, you're so deep ," she seethed, eyes watering from the mixture of hurt and ecstasy. "Mhnnn~! Jaune – I love your fat dick. It's stretching me so mu—ch~!"

He continued to massage her thighs until her muscles loosened, her body beginning to calm. Moving higher, he rubbed his thumbs over her hip bone before encircling her trim waist. She wasn't as slender as Weiss or Blake, but she was still plenty small. His hands looked enormous on her body.

"Now I want you to make love to me," he told her.

Not fuck – make love.

"Show me how much you love me."

His words lodged in her chest, her heart jumping at the look of adoration on his face.

Yang mewled as she slowly rolled her hips, a gentle shift that made her cunt clutch at him, her mouth falling open in pleasure as his glans dragged over the mouth to her womb. His hands were in constant motion, stroking her smooth, soft skin anywhere he could touch. Rowing back and forth, her hand splayed across his chest for balance, brow wrinkling as ecstasy flowed through her.

Slick, wet sounds issued from her crotch as she churned up her sodden slit, her folds vibrating with every shuddering exhale. Being on top of him like this, seeing his amazingly built body beneath her was a massive turn on, drinking in his wide, solid chest and those broad shoulders, vascular arms and chiseled abs. Yang crooned in delight when one of his hands settled on her butt, palming it tenderly, while the other teased her blonde curls, fingers running over her mound.

"Oh yeah, that feels amazing, Yang," he told her, his length trembling from the repetitive grinding of his tip against her cervix. The pleasure started soft, like a tickle at the end of his dick – but it built slowly but surely, becoming more intense when she didn't let up.

It was the same for her. Already so close, her orgasm elusive while he fucked Ruby and then Weiss, the gentle pleasure of her soft grinding was beginning to drive her insane. Her uterus throbbed hotly, her pussy leaking around his girth as she sped up, hips snapping back and forth, chasing that end. Yang squirmed when he circled her belly button, picking at it with a finger, giving her pelvis a wiggle.

"Oh~!" she exclaimed sharply, feeling it differently when she did that.

Jaune smiled at her darkly. "Did you like that?"

"Uhuh," she nodded, trying it again. Her folds coiled around his glans, catching on the ridge of his fat crown when she moved side-to-side, tugging on her insides deliciously. "Mmm, oh, Jaune~!"

She leaned forward, swiveling her pelvis in wide, sweeping circles. Her tits dangled tantalizingly in front of his eyes and he had to touch them, so he did. Cupping them both, he rolled his wrists, squeezing and pulling on them, loving their weight, loving how soft they were. Pinching her nipples, Yang cried out.

She could feel it in her tummy, building and building, that dark, decadent heat. The knot tightened with every roll of her hips, every swirl and dip, every time he squeezed and tugged on her sensitive breasts. When his cock flexed against her womb, she clenched down in response, impossibly tight.

She was going to cum.

She was going to cum hard.

Urgent, needy whines escaped her as she balanced on the edge. Jaune watched her expressions, the beautiful agony etched in her features. Her voice spilled out, higher and higher – until with a choked scream that got lost in her throat, something loosened inside her, unraveling heat blooming through her tummy.

Her orgasm rolled through her, her pussy contracting as the pleasure spiked. Yang saw white as her body tensed, her vagina throbbing wildly – and then she was sobbing, grinding furiously as her slutty pussy writhed in ecstasy. Jaune groaned in appreciation as she coiled around his cock, milking it with strong, pulsing contractions until her exhausted form collapsed forward, and he embraced her sweaty, lovely body.

Jaune relished the way her scorching, panting breath gusted over his chest and neck, her body continuing to jerk in the throes of passion. Just when Yang thought it was over, she was surprised when her core continued to pulse, her inner walls shaking.

It wasn't stopping.

"J-Jaune~!" she moaned, wiggling. "I – mmnh~! I'm still cumming~! Ooouh, it's not – it's not stopping~! "

What was happening? It had never done this before. She had experienced those miniature sparks as the aftershocks of a powerful climax shot through her before but never anything like this. Every tiny movement seemed to set off another mind numbing contraction of her inner walls, cresting higher with every pulse. What had started as a gentle, rolling orgasm was quickly becoming too intense to handle, Yang trembling out of control as her pussy cramped around his dick relentlessly.

Heart pounding, breath coming in short, desperate pants, Yang tapped out, pushing back and popping off his cock with a squelch. Unsteady, she slipped off the chair and flopped onto the floor, thighs clamping together as she ran headlong into another orgasm, the act of pulling him free rendering her senseless.

Jaune sat forward and watched as Yang squirmed across the floor, stretched out as she moaned pitifully, thighs trembling, her breasts shaking. She cupped her tummy with her hand, feeling her womb melting under the pleasure. She gushed along her inner-thighs, down the curve of her ass and onto the floor, her essence spilling with every pulse.

It was so fucking erotic, watching her become unhinged with rapture.

When it finally stopped, Jaune noticed that her eyes were a soft pink, not quite red. Her semblance had activated partially, her hair glowing brightly but not aflame. Yang pressed her heated skin against the cool hardwood floor, feeling overly hot.

"Are you okay?" he asked after a moment.

She nodded, moaning.

"I – I don't think I can move," she got out, hooded eyes gazing vacantly at the ceiling.

"I think you broke her."

Turning his head, he saw Blake watching them with blazing eyes. Further along, Ruby was still curled up but was alert, having witnessed the small fit that had overtaken her older sister.

"She was... a bit pent up," Jaune told them. "You left her hanging, Blake."

The cat faunus smirked. "It wasn't just me."

No, he supposed it wasn't.

He had planned on fucking her roughly afterwards but Yang was definitely down for the count. At least for now. All that remained was Blake, the raven haired girl realizing that it was now her turn. She spread her smooth, pale white thighs and showed him her weeping slit, using her fingers to peel it open. That soft pink flesh, drenched with her arousal called to him.

"So what are you going to do to me?" she asked cheekily.

If he couldn't be rough with Yang, then Blake would bear the brunt of his lust.

When he stood, his cock swung between his legs, instantly drawing her attention. Blake licked her lips and Jaune felt his balls churn, far from dry and ready for the task at hand. His dick felt almost numb, having run through three young, tight quims and about to go for another round. Flexing his cock, it jumped eagerly.

Yang had taken him halfway, now it was time to finish.

"Come here," he beckoned and Blake popped up off the sofa, rushing into his arms. Jaune kissed her gently, caressing her body before leading her over to the dining table. Spinning her around, he pushed her upper body forward so she had to catch her weight on the flat surface, the cat faunus yelping when he pinched her fat ass.

"Like this?" she asked coyly, giving her butt a shake. Her plump cheeks clapped together enticingly, her puffy slit nestled in between.

"Yeah, just like that," he smoothed a hand over the curve of her hip. "Your skin is so soft. I love it."

"I love how strong you are," she confessed. Nothing turned her on more than when he manipulated her body like she was powerless, tossing her around, picking her up as if she weighed nothing at all. "I love how big and fat your dick is. Jaune, I want you to mess me up. I want you fuck my brains out."

Gripping his dick by the base, he slapped it against her butt, watching the flesh ripple with each echoing smack. The jolting impacts felt amazing as they reverberated through his shaft, and Blake giggled cutely, rubbing her slick thighs together.

"What if I want to give it to you slowly?" he asked, slipping his dick between those wonderful thighs and resting the top of his shaft against the undercarriage of her vagina. Leaning over her so his chest pressed on her back, he kissed her shoulder, whispering, "What if I want to make love to you?"

"Then you can," she reached down with one hand and cupped his cock as it jutted out, curving up along her mons. "As long as it's inside ."

Blake rose up on her tippy toes and directed his tip towards her entrance, impatient for it. Jaune let her, leaning back and helping to lift her higher until he was lined up, ready to sheath his length inside her. Prodding at her entrance, Jaune watched her back tense, lithe muscle bracing for impact – only for Jaune to pull away.

"Jaune!" Blake whined furiously, glaring at him over her shoulder. "Stop teasing me!"

That only made him want to tease her even more.

But he gave in, lining up and thrusting into her tight pussy in a single, swift thrust. Blake squealed, her folds coiling around him as he cleaved her apart, sinking all the way to the base. She briefly came up off the floor, toes dangling as her legs straightened, feet pointed as he speared her cervix. Gripping her hips in an iron hold, he didn't let her fall as she thrashed, a sob escaping her.

She could feel him, right up against her womb. His fat glans, stretching her to the limit, hot and arrogant against her deepest spot. Her entire body trembled, one of her hands reaching back to grip one of his wrists, nails digging in as her other hand slapped the table, face twisting in pleasure.

He was like a hot steel bar inside her, throbbing eagerly. Panting, Blake mewled as he gently set her feet down, his pelvis sealed against her rump.

"No more teasing," he promised.

Jaune didn't ease into it, setting a high tempo from the start, gliding in and out of Blake's wet pussy with long, powerful thrusts. Blake cried out, back arched as she found the perfect tilt of her pelvis, his glans punching deep against her cervix. Pleasure spilled through her like hot oil, slick and dark, from the tips of her toes to her hands, and the top of her head. She felt it everywhere, consumed by getting fucked.

"Yes~! Right there~!" she whimpered, jaw clenched as he clapped against her butt, their damp flesh loud in the air. "Ouh~! Fuck me~! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me~!"

Using her hands on the table, she pushed back into his thrusts, timing her movement to his. Whenever he thrust forward, Blake threw her hips back, heightening each impact, his girthy cock plundering her insides. Her folds writhed and squeezed him, his fat glans catching on each one, tugging her tender pussy. The wet seal of her lips dragged messily along his shaft on the outstroke, her thick syrup gushing whenever he stuffed her full.

She was incredibly wet, soaking his balls whenever he pressed in, his heavy testicles slapping against her clit. Slowly, her stance widened, her body falling forward under the relentless assault of his pumping hips. Sliding forward, her belly touched the surface of the table, his heavy body trapping her.

"Oh, you're so big~!" she squealed happily, tongue feeling numb as she panted, eyes rolling. It felt like Jaune was crushing her tummy, her womb trapped between the table and his furiously thrusting dick. He pistoned into her, her twat squirting with every deep injection. "Oh, fuck – mm~! Uuhu~! Yeesss~! Give it to me~!"

Jaune could feel the stirrings of his orgasm building, his balls tightening as his semen churned with desire. Sheathing himself to the hilt, he flexed his dick and watched Blake's body jerk, her waist bouncing.

"Fuck~!" she cried sharply. "Ooooh! Do that again~!"

He did, slowing his thrusts to single, powerful blows that knocked the breath out of her lungs, flexing his cock and grinding the tip along the mouth of her womb. Her uterus throbbed in her belly, thirsty for his boiling hot cum, tightening in anticipation.

"Fill me up, baby," she sobbed deliriously, clawing at the table as he punched particularly deep, threatening the seal of her cervix. The pain only fueled her pleasure further. "I want you – hnng~! I – want it all~! "

Lucky for them that the table was an old, hardwood classic, or it would have given in long ago. He pounded her remorselessly, ripping sordid cries from her lips. So focused on fucking her tiny little kitty pussy, he didn't notice Ruby until she touched him, her small hands caressing his back.

"Wow, look at her face," Ruby giggled, leaning around to have a look. "Is that how I look when you fuck me?"

Her other hand settled on Blake's rippling ass and with a sharp swat, she slapped it like Weiss had done to her. Jaune felt Blake's insides tense and clutch at him even harder.

"She liked that," he huffed.

Ruby slapped her ass again, harder. Blake moaned, the sound getting caught in her throat.

"This is fun," Ruby did it again, and again, and again until the skin burned an angry red, her handprint stark on her pale rump.

Jaune could feel that she was close, her pussy twitching wildly as he continued to piston in and out of her. Blake's voice got higher, straining, her back flexing as she curled up, hunched.

"Yes~! Oh~! You're going to make me cum~! " she announced blissfully, her shout ecstatic. Her cat ears stood on end, pointed, her quim quaking as her climax drew close. Her belly felt like it was melting, a hot ball of ecstasy waiting to rupture. "Hnnng~! Oooouh~! Ahn~! Haaahh---aarrgh, mm'cumming~! Mm—cumming~! "

Blake screamed, legs kicking uselessly as her vagina contracted once, twice and then lost all control, throbbing and twisting, milking his fat cock vigorously as she shattered into a million pieces. Ruby cooed and stroked Blake's back, fingers ghosting along her spine as she trembled, thrashing when he continued to pound her clutching hole.

Fuck, he was so close – just a little more, just a little more.

Her pussy tightened so much it felt like it was going to rip his glans off the head of his dick, her insides stroking him like a fist. Balls tense, the pressure finally reached its peak and with a deep grunt, he pressed the tip of his dick against her cervix and fired. Blake sobbed as several heavy, gushing streams of potent, virile semen blasted into her womb, thudding into her melting uterus with mind bending force.

"Ahn~! Ahh~! Ouuh~!" she cried with every pulse of his dick, his silky discharge filling her up.

And then suddenly, Ruby was pushing him off Blake, his still shooting cock slipping out of Blake's orgasming cunt. The next shot lanced over the curve of Blake's abused butt, painting her ass and lower back with a healthy stream of cum. Then Ruby dived in, soft lips parting around his glans as she sucked him powerfully, his head falling back as he grabbed a fistful of her short hair. Her fist pumped him quickly, taking the last of his ejaculation into her molten mouth, siphoning out every drop with toe curling sucks.

Ruby bobbed her head until she was positive there was no more cum to collect, and then kept going to make extra sure. The pleasure was overwhelming, Jaune's eyes crossing as she slurped up off his cock with one final, ridiculous suck, popping off his crown loudly.

"Fuck, Ruby." he panted, his balls aching from the intensity of his orgasm. Blake moaned pitifully, collapsed over the edge of the table while Ruby opened her mouth, showing off the pearly discharge collecting across her tongue. Then she closed her mouth and swallowed it, poking her tongue out to show that it was gone.

"Yummy~!" she chirped, grinning up at him like a satisfied slut. "I've been waiting for that all night."

Looking around, he noticed that Yang was still sprawled on the floor, off in her own world. Weiss still had her ankles crossed and legs up by her chest, her pelvis tilted up. When she saw him looking, she blew him a kiss.

He'd just fucked four raw, young pussies back to back – and yet he wasn't tired. Far from it, in fact. His body hummed with more energy than he had ever felt before, and while his cock felt a little sore from such vigorous use, it was still hard, ready to go. Ruby noticed this and gave it a peck, laughing as it flinched away from her.

"Even after all that, this thing is still hard," silver eyes devoured it hungrily. "Think it can go another round?"

She was insatiable.

They fucked long into the night, the five of them. He made sure to give Ruby and Yang their just deserts, delivering two creampies back to back to satisfy their greedy wombs, and bringing Weiss and Blake to the heights of pleasure. He fucked them in every way he could think of, ravishing their pussies until finally even their huntress stamina gave out and they all collapsed on the bed, having finally made it into the bedroom.

Entangled with four lovely women, naked and sweaty, reeking of sex, Jaune fell asleep in the early hours of the morning, finally spent.

If not for Weiss and her prudent nature, they would have been late for their assignments, on the most important of days. Even with the alarm she set on her scroll, they spent so much time indulging in the shower that by the time they managed to reach Atlas Academy, they only had time to dress into their combat attire, seize their weapons and hastily scarf down cereal before they met with the General.

Luckily Winter's apartment complex offered cleaning services because – well, they'd made one hell of a mess. He pitied whoever they sent, though.