6.48 – Princess III

6.48 – Princess III

Zoey swallowed thickly.

It was a hard decision. Obviously, Zoey was happy with either. Getting to use Rosalie in any way was the highlight of any given day. More important than what she wanted, though, was what Delta wanted, even if she was deferring the decision to Zoey. Delta and Rosalie had obviously taken a step forward in their relationship, and Delta wanted to celebrate that in a more intimate way.

"I'll take the back," Zoey said. "You take the front."

Delta's eyes lit up, and Zoey smiled, finding it amusing how obvious her reaction was. That'd obviously been the response she'd been hoping for.

Grabbing Rosalie by the wrist, Zoey guided the blonde to crawl across the bed, then, standing up off the bed herself, she picked Rosalie up. Zoey marveled at how easy it was to do so. With recent advancements, Rosalie weighed nothing at all.

"How does that sound, princess?" she breathed into Rosalie's ear as she held the girl by her ass, her back pressed into Zoey's breasts.

Delta slipped off the bed and stood in front of Zoey, grabbing Rosalie's thighs so the girl's weight was supported by both their efforts.

"Well?" she repeated to a panting Rosalie. "I get your ass, she gets your pussy. Sounds good to you?"

Rosalie nodded wordlessly, head tilting back as a shiver went through her. She barely seemed to be able to stay upright, hanging limp between them, trusting them with her body.

A thrill went through her at that. Rosalie giving in. The submission on display. The fact that they could have anything they wanted from her, and she'd allow it, in the current needy state she was in.

Zoey pulled out the cleaning lubricant and liberally applied it to herself, also rubbing it into Rosalie's backdoor. She lined her tip up, and, ahead, Delta did the same for her assigned hole. She seemed wholly enraptured by even just resting her cocktip on Rosalie's lower lips. The foxgirl was throbbing with need, barely holding back from plunging in. Zoey hoped Rosalie was ready; she didn't think either of them would be able to be gentle, excited as they were.

"I want you to say it," Zoey murmured into Rosalie's ear. "We're not starting until you do."

Rosalie squirmed in their grips, feeling both of them nudge against her holes but not enter. "Say what?" she managed to struggle out.

Zoey smirked. She took a second to invent something crude. The content didn't matter; it just had to fluster Rosalie. Leaning down to put her lips near Rosalie's ear, she said, "Look your girlfriend in the eye and say, 'Delta, please put your big, fat, throbbing cock in my stupid pussy. I want you inside me so badly I might die.' And then we'll start."

"W-What?"

She shuddered and took a second. "P-Please, Zoey. Fuck my ass with your big, fat cock. I ... I need it inside me. I need both of my girlfriends to ..." She trailed off, groaning as Delta slowly began to move her hips back and forth, apparently unable to help herself. "To own me. To use me like I'm a toy. Fuck, Zoey. Please, fuck me. I need it right now."

Zoey exhaled a laugh, the air tickling Rosalie's ear and making her shiver. Finally, she pushed her hips forward, bit by bit, the tip of her cock splitting the girl's backdoor open and forcing her way inside. The princess groaned as Zoey invaded her ass, hands sliding down to hold onto Delta's shoulders. Her knuckles went white, holding onto Delta for dear life, back arching. As Zoey slid in, she could feel Delta's cock through the thin membrane separating Rosalie's pussy and ass. It was one of the most amazing things she had ever felt, her length sliding up against her girlfriend's cock, while buried into her other girlfriend's tight, hot pussy.

And that was the craziest part. It was Rosalie she was feeling Delta through. Their girlfriend. Their princess. Their royal cocksleeve.

The thought was too much for Zoey to bear, and when she bottomed out, her pelvis pressing into Rosalie's soft ass, she lost the restraint she'd been carefully holding onto.

"Fuck," she growled, pulling her hips back, nearly slipping out, and then immediately driving back in. She set a rapid pace, pounding away at Rosalie's ass. Delta met her tempo without question, spurred on by it, and the two of them went to work on the blonde, grunting and panting as they filled her holes up. Rosalie fell forward, hanging onto Delta, utterly powerless to do anything but moan as she hung between them, being pumped full of dick, body trembling. She thrust her own hips back and forth, grinding against their thrusting lengths, filling herself with Delta when she went forward, and Zoey when she stroked back.

It wasn't going to last long. The sensation was overwhelming, the best Zoey had ever felt, her length mercilessly pounding Rosalie's asshole, grinding against Delta. The way Rosalie trembled and quivered between them, forehead pressed into Delta's shoulder, losing herself in bliss. The foxgirl locked eyes with Zoey, sharing a hazy, overwhelmed look with her. They gave in to their desires, a couple of mindless cocks shoving themselves in and out of their toy.

Zoey needed release. Needed it more than she'd ever needed anything. Her heart raced, her hips moved without control, and she groaned low in her throat, yanking Rosalie's head backward, leaning forward to press their lips together. The princess panted and gasped into her mouth, breathless, body shaking as her orgasm approached.

And when Rosalie's climax came, she seemed unable to even voice it, her moans going silent as her entire body shuddered between them. Delta groaned and tightened her grip on Rosalie's hips, driving as deep as she could, and after a quiver second of anticipation, whined out her own release. Zoey joined a second later.

Zoey shivered as her cock pulsed and throbbed, the relief so intense it nearly hurt, seed spurting out in huge, heavy blasts. Her length convulsed over and over, releasing every bit of pent-up tension, painting Rosalie's insides white with her cum.

She didn't know how long it lasted. Time didn't matter. When she came back to herself, her forehead was pressed on Rosalie's shoulder, and she was still weakly humping the blonde, using her hips in tiny thrusts to push herself back and forth inside her tight, hot ass. Delta seemed in a similar position, also pumping, slow and lazy.

"Fuck me," Zoey finally managed to say. "That was ..."

"Yeah," Delta agreed.

Rosalie made a half-hearted noise of agreement, barely holding onto consciousness, hanging between them. She sunk into the mattress as Zoey set her on the bed, two cocks sliding out of her at the same time. The princess laid on her back, cum dribbling out of her ass and pussy, shivering and seeming like she couldn't sit up if she wanted to. Delta sat on the bed next to her, lifting Rosalie's head to rest on her lap. She brushed her fingers through blonde hair.

"Good girl," Delta murmured, leaning over to kiss Rosalie's forehead. "You took us so well."

She mumbled something incoherent in response.

"But I hope you don't think we're finished with you," Delta laughed quietly. "Not even a little bit."