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“You sure about this?” Mizuki tugged at her sleeve as she leaned against the plie bar. She looked over at An beside her, who had one leg resting on it as she stretched her calves. Yesterday had been an experience for both of them— Mizuki had never had an orgasm feel so unsatisfying before, and An kept complaining about how her legs still ached from the deep stretches she had been forced to do. Their fellow stripper certainly was a little… overzealous, and that was generous.
”Think of it like payback.” An gripped her foot and leaned forward, sighing in relief as she felt the strain in her leg start to ease. Mizuki couldn’t help but notice that part of her leotard was still a little stained. Mizuki turned her attention to her phone, opening her messenger app as they awaited their friend‘s reply.
*DING*
There we go.
“Ah, she’s in Sekai.” Mizuki put away her phone with a devious smile— payback was one of her favorite words.
”Perfect!” An took her foot off the bar to face Mizuki. It was almost showtime so both girls gave each other a once over to ensure they were just the right amount of captivating— a habit Miss MEIKO ensured to instill in them. Both wore their leos from yesterday, An’s a cute yellow and black one while Mizuki sported a pale white and pink. The tights hugged their every curve, and thanks to some modifications from Mizuki this morning, accentuated their features.
Mizuki had An turn so she could check her backside, the modifications she made helped lift up her behind just a tad, and the dip she cut into the back showed off those lovely shoulders of hers. Mizuki fluffed An’s hair a little, if they were going to make Haruka as horny as she had made them yesterday they had to bring their A-game.
When she was done looking over An’s backside, Mizuki turned around to let An go over hers. She made the same changes, practically spending an hour at the crack of dawn posing in front of the mirror to check her work, but a second eye was always appreciated.
“Hm…” Hm? A Hm? She had checked her stitches like 50 times she shouldn’t be hearing a hm right now.
”Hey what’s— Kya!” Mizuki jumped as she felt a pull against her crotch. It felt like was suddenly wearing a thong, she could hear An giggling behind her as she squeezed her legs together to accustom herself to the tightness in her crotch.
“There, your pretty little ass was a little too covered.” An gave it a light smack before Mizuki had to chance to face her.
“Was that really necessary?” Mizuki said resisting the urge to squirm. “This is so uncomfortable.”
“We’re trying to look sexy, not comfy.” An smiled, flipping her hair and waiting by the door. Mizuki followed soon after, sidling up against the wall opposite of the door.
Step. Step. Step.
The doorknob rattled, and soon Mizuki’s vision was obscured by the door. She could only hear the conversation going on just to her side.
“Hey, I’m here, what’s the emergency?” Haruka sounded so innocent, she had no idea what her friends had in store.
“Oh, nothing big, come on let’s go in to talk.” An was confident, she didn’t play her hand just yet, despite this entire thing being her idea.
“Alright.” Step. “Why are you in your practice clothes? I thought we didn’t have another training session with Miss MEIKO until tomorrow.”
“Well, we figured that this would be a familiar sight for you, Haruka.” Two steps. She could see Haruka’s back now, she was still wearing her regular clothes from classes.
Slowly, Mizuki started to close the door, careful not to make a sound.
“An, don’t tell me you’re still upset about yesterday. I admit I got carried away but—“ Haruka clutched her bag as her head started to pivot about the room.
“Oh I’m not upset at all! I think both Mizuki and I enjoyed it quite a bit.” Almost shut… “Though, it’s not very fair. You got to have so much fun toying with us… making us feel so pathetic… and well. You didn’t get a turn, did you?”
”…Wait where’s Mizuki?” Slam! Mizuki shut and locked the door behind her. Haruka jumped and turned around, giving An the perfect chance to hold her fast by the shoulders.
“Haruka~” Mizuki drawled, slowly closing the distance until she and An sandwiched Haruka. The girl gulped as Mizuki framed her hips, she tried to put on a brave face, even defiant, as she stared down the pink-haired girl.
“Really you two?” She took a breath as Mizuki hooked a finger under her shirt. “Are you that desperate for more?” She had the guts to smile in the face of these two who were dead set on breaking her.
“Aren’t you?” An whispered in her ear, pushing her blue hair back to nibble on the lobe. Mizuki waited. Haruka licked her lips.
”Of course I am.” Mizuki finally let herself lift Haruka’s blouse up and over her head, An guiding her arms up to free her from the embrace of her shirt. A cute black and pink lace bra greeted her, and Mizuki stifled a laugh.
“Did you really wear something like this to class?” She had to ask.
“Well, I was planning on coming her after I finished my homework anyway.” Haruka confessed as An let her hands drop down to play with her chest.
“How does it feel to be on the other end of this?” She whispered, giving a rough squeeze with one hand while rolling her nipple with the other. Haruka whimpered in response, that was answer enough.
In the meanwhile, Mizuki sank to her knees and dragged Haruka’s shorts down with her. Matching panties— cute. Those had to go too. Slowly she rolled the sides around her fingers, dragging the lacy panties down to about her knees. A cute little trail of her sweet nectar hung in the air before breaking. Mizuki made sure to catch what was left and brought it up to her lips.
“Should I tease you like you teased me? Touch you but always stop just shy?” Mizuki flicked Haruka’s clit, she could see the girl start to shake in response.
“P-Please don’t…” She breathed heavily, head falling back into An’s shoulders as she continued to knead her tits.
“Don’t worry, I’m not as cruel as you. In fact, I wonder if I can still taste myself…” Mizuki licked a long stripe along Haruka’s lower lips— slowly and deliberately, just like Haruka had done to her. Mizuki grasped at Haruka’s ass, pulling her hips closer so she could more easily bury her face in her clutch.
“F-Fuck— hold on you guys. Not both at once.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. An had long since freed her tits from her bra, giving her more direct access to her tender mounds. She hefted and grasped and groped until Haruka lost her breath. All the while she attended to her friend’s neck, dotting it with heavy kisses that left a mark.
Slurping and sucking assaulted Haruka from top to bottom, four hands and two mouths worked and kneaded her body until she began to melt. Her knees began to buckle as Mizuki slipped her tongue past her folds, eagerly devouring whatever nectar she could lap up. She could feel An start to guide Haruka down to the floor, giving Mizuki a better angle with which to eat her meal.
With Haruka on her back, An didn’t have so much room as to feel her up. Instead she repositioned herself until she was hovering above Haruka in an almost split— when An first came forward with this plan of hers, Mizuki had really asked if she was going to be that petty. Turns out, she was.
”Well, Haruka, aren’t you impressed at how flexible I am?” Mizuki looked up as An tugged aside her leotard. “And isn’t this the thing you were so obsessed with yesterday?”
“A-An— w-wait—“ An lowered herself, breaking her split so as to hover her crotch just above Haruka’s face. The girls protests and moans were soon muffled, and it didn’t take long for Mizuki to start hearing Haruka join her in slurping.
“That’s it— god you made me such a mess yesterday.” An rolled her hips in Haruka’s face, “Can’t you taste how hot you make me?” She had never hear An sound so sinister, her voice all dark and raspy… honestly, if she wasn’t hard from eating out Haruka, that voice alone would be enough to make her stiff as a rock.
Haruka’s legs suddenly spasmed, shooting straight up as Mizuki dug her tongue in on a particular spot. Ah. Now she knew where to aim. More muffled moans pushed her on, growing more desperate and frequent as Mizuki lapped at the spot until they finally crescendoed with one desperate last push.
Mizuki pulled back, mouth dripping with Haruka’s juices. “Aww, now isn’t that disappointing. I would have thought you’d last a little longer.” Mizuki rubbed her soaking cunt, taking some pleasure in seeing Haruka start to squirm from the overstimulation. She made eye contact with An, who seemed to be having the time of her life riding Haruka’s face.
Mizuki couldn’t resist her pull. With one leg between Haruka’s, gently rubbing against her as she came down from her orgasm, Mizuki inched closer to An. She pulled the back of her head, and met her with a kiss. Why not share the wonderful nectar still in her mouth? An welcomed her in, their lips locked together as their tongues played with each other. Her hand tangled itself up in An’s air, it being the only grip she had as the kiss deepened.
“Mh-MH—“ An started to moan loudly in Mizuki’s mouth was she getting close? Haruka worked fast. She pushed Mizuki back, much to her surprise and beckoned her to stand up.
Mizuki quickly complied, having an idea as to where this was going. “It’ll only be fair if all three of us get to cum,” An said as she freed Mizuki’s clitty. “Don’t worry, I won’t tease you like someone.” She ground a little firmer into Haruka’s face, causing a whimper.
An wasted no time in stroking Mizuki, she was already starting to feel weak from how deftly An’s hand worked. She must have gotten some lessons from Miss Luka. Just as the inkling of pressure was starting to build behind Mizuki’s crotch, An brought her into her mouth. She bobbed up and down, spiraling her tongue along Mizuki’s shaft in an almost hypnotic fashion. Mizuki felt completely mesmerized at how quickly An was able to bring her into pleasure.
She almost seemed impatient. She pulled back from Mizuki and gripped her shaft tightly. With the palm of her hand she aggressively rubbed the tip, Mizuki felt like she was about to see stars at her roughness. The pressure began to mount, accumulating at a pace that she wasn’t sure she could handle for long. An took her back into her mouth, and rolled her hips into Haruka even more aggressively.
“Ah-An- An— I think I’m about to cum—“ An looked up at her with a smile, bobbing up and down faster. Haruka beneath them both seemed to pick up on An’s desire, and soon matched An’s desperation. Mizuki could only imagine how tired Haruka’s jaw must feel, but… maybe she just needed to work on her stamina.
The floodgates finally opened, Mizuki’s head shot back as she felt herself unload in An’s mouth. She could feel her friend’s moans around her— she had to be cumming too. What were friends for if not to share an orgasm? ”F-fuck fuck fuck fuck— An! An it feels so good— Ah!” Mizuki was seeing white, only becoming aware of her pleasure and her breathing for a moment.
Gradually, the world came back to her. She found herself sitting back on the floor, with An crawling towards her and Haruka sitting back up with a dazed look on her face.
“Hehe, looks like we all got a taste of each other.” An said, trailing her finger around her chin and collecting a little pearl of Mizuki’s cum. Before she could process it, An shoved that finger into her mouth— and Mizuki was ashamed to admit she instinctively began to suck.
“No fair, I want a taste.” Haruka joined them, slipping out of the panties around her ankles. She pulled An into a kiss, taking for herself much more than just a taste.
“Yum.” She smiled as she pulled back and licked her lips. “I think we’re all even now, right?”
“Mhm… I think so.” An confirmed, moving her hands to Haruka’s behind to keep them occupied. Mizuki shuffled a little closer, still feeling a heat in her core that demanded to be excised with some physical contact.
“You know, a little extra practice like this every now and then doesn’t sound too bad.” Mizuki suggested, straddling Haruka’s leg as she delicately nipped at her neck.
“I agree…”
”Me too… You want to meet up again next week?” An suggested, a devious smile on her face.
“Ah. I got work this time next week.” Mizuki complained.
“How about next Monday?” Haruka suggested.
”I have a paper.” An stated.
”Uh…” Mizuki hummed, “Maybe we should sort out the scheduling later.”
Haruka giggled. “Seconded. Besides… I think we can figure it out after round 2.”
Before she could react, Haruka pulled Mizuki’s head against her chest— and it didn’t take long for her to take one of her nipples into her mouth. A round 2, 3, 4, and maybe 5 didn’t sound so bad.