Three is love.
The first part of a few quick stroies I have in mind, no real story to be told or meaning to it all, just a few storys that would just be naughty oneshots if they didn't use the same characters over and over and follow some sorta plot...
Anyway, I'll be writing on this story when I need to cure writers block, or, if it proves popular. It will be kinky later on, it will be cute often, and it might even have a touch of romance!
If you like it, please tell me! I'll be writing more based largely on how well its liked, I write to be read, mostly, so I'll try to give people what they want. Got a kink you want to see these 3 get up to? Got an idea for a messy little adventure for them? Just say so in the comments.
Oh! If any of these stories ever hits the 50 fave's mark, I'll always be writing another, so if people like them, there will keep being more! :D
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"What if somebody catches us?" Came a shy squeak from the supply closet.
"Nobody is going to ever... Oh god... faster!" Came a purring, confident reply, "Nobody will ever know we were hear, as long as you shut up and... Shut up and keep Claire happy... because if she s... st... STOPS what she is doing right now... I'll die."
The mare, the owner of the tongue making that feline's voice so very unsteady, simply remarked with a wild, messy slurping sound. The three friends had found their lust for one another only a week before, and it was still a wild, messy, constantly burning three way passion that could never be fully sated. They made love at night, in the morning, during the lunch hour, and now, in the supply closet in the back of the gym, going unnoticed in their over full, always hectic highschool PE class.
Claire, a black furred mare, was tall and silent, but smart as a whip, she lay on her back, hooves against the door, thighs spread wide. She was a beautiful girl, fit and healthy, with long blonde hair, perhaps the largest, and certainly the best looking, chest in the school, a slim but healthy waist and an ass that any porn star would be proud of. Above her, kneeling with her soaking, dripping snatch almost impaled on that long muzzle, a white furred feline. Her name was Jasmine, unquestionable leader of the pack, tomboy and mean in her own right, she had a soft spot however, two if you counted the one Claire's tongue was thrashing side to side within. That tough feline adored Claire, but it was the little mouse girl always timid and scared, that she could never have hurt, never stopped loving. That mouse, a cute, soft, slightly plump little female, shy and scared of everything, had her thighs on Jasmine's shoulders, and her dripping, twitching sex was being licked by that rough, sandpapery tongue. The little mouse was named Marian, although perhaps only a few people in the school knew it, other than teachers and those few that payed attention, she had two close friends, and the rest of the world didn't matter to her in the least.
That mouse tried to forget her fears, as she buried her muzzle back between Claire's thighs, pressing her tongue into the ebony folds of that twitching, soaking wet mare's sex. She was coated from nose top to ears in the musky, slightly white fluids of that other female. Claire was easy to set off, they all knew that, and the big, drop dead sexy female rarely if ever went two minutes of play without cumming, and when she did, she make one hell of a mess. Jasmine hated it, like any self respecting female she liked her fur clean and dry, Marian however, was never happier than when she felt those gushing, musky juices coating her face and filling her mouth and nose, knowing that her dear friend was enjoying it so much only made it better.
Claire had learned to pleasure the feline above her, and tried her best to keep doing so even as she came and trembled, squirting over the mouse every minute or two, hips twitching and soaking ebony folds winking. She swirled her tongue within the tight, pink embrace of that cat's pussy. Her tongue was big, much bigger than that little mouse's tongue or the only slightly larger tongue of the feline, it spread the feline, left those pink folds gaping as it wiggled and swirled, coiled and licked. Jasmine didn't make as much of a mess as either of the others, her climax's very vocal, dry, and rare, but her taste, so unlike the mare's own, drove that black furred beauty wild, she would have happily lived the rest of her life with her tongue spreading that feline, and often kept at it so long the other female was left gaping and sore.
With a whinny only mostly silenced by the folds of that white feline, Claire came again. She squirted a mess of white, sticky mare-juice over a already messy mouse. Blinking and giggling shyly, that little mouse wrapped her lips around the bigger females clit and sucked hard, greeted at once by another, louder whinny, as the mare came again at once, squirting her mess up the little mouse's nose this time, making her start sneezing cutely.
Giggling and sneezing, she tried to lick at the twitching sex before her eyes, but her body was close, and she was finding it hard to focus. Blinking, her tail twitching in the air above Jasmine's head, Marian started whimpering, and the other two females both grinned, knowing what was coming. That little mouse was loud, and they all worried that they were about to be heard, nobody stopped.
Jasmine licked slowly at that tiny, virgin mouse sex, hardly able to even press her tongue into the tiny girl, she rarely tried. Mostly, she just licked at the messy, dripping folds of the mouse she loved and protected, rough tongue sliding over the mouse's clit and lips. Now however, with the little girl close, she focused on that tiny little clit, tongue lapping over it fast and roughly, she knew the girl would be too sore to put panties on after such rough treatment from that feline tongue, but that was just a bonus for her.
The warning was felt, not heard or seen. Suddenly, the tongue inside of the feline, thick and filling, thrashed wildly and pressed deeper. This was a sure sign that the little mouse was trying to stay quiet, her favorite way of doing so being to bury her muzzle into the sex of the much larger mare, literally penetrating Claire with her face. This drove the mare wild, and mostly quieted the mouse down. The cat closed her lips around the mouse's sex, wanting to stay clean, and waited. One heartbeat, two, hard to keep counting with a thick horse tongue twitching inside you. Finally, she tasted it, that little mouse's mess, squirting into her waiting muzzle, coating the back of her mouth and setting off her own climax.
The three of them twitched and writhed, shuddering and groaning and wiggling. Claire came several times, Marian's voice was loud even mostly muffled by the mare's ebony cunt. Finally, tired and sore and happy, jasmine broke the triangle.
Nothing was said, as the three curled up on the gym mat they had been laying atop, facing away from the door. Claire on the bottom, laying on her back, with that little mouse wedged warm between the mare and the cat. Three twitching, still dripping pussies, and 3 award winning asses, greeted the Gym teacher when he opened the door, as well as two startled screams and a fainted mouse.