The Conquerors bloodline

The kiss lasted what felt like minutes, filled with slime and pleasure as their tongues snacked from their lips to wrap around the others. It was if anything, a war to see who would come out victorious. Parc was calm, his motions less brutal and nimbler while Aurora's were fast and harsh, she wrapped her tongue around his like a constrictor, forcing him to taste her saccharine saliva.

Their warmth gave way to a slimy embrace, Parc's hands travelled from her hips to bury into her supple ass cheeks, he squeezed and massage the delicate derriere, spreading the cheeks to let his hands dig into her pantied crevice in search of something to prod and tease. Unable to do that directly, he then descended his left beneath her panties, his fingers middle curled inwards, trailing over her rump, soon finding a humidness deep inside, he didn't go quite as far as her pussy, but he found that tight little sphincter and began to massage the tightly wound muscles.

As he did, Aurora puffed a heavy into his mouth and parted for just a second. She didn't, didn't even bother to cast him a spiteful or uncomfortable glare, but she tossed him an almost teasing one. Urging him to do more to her ass.

A chuckle escaped him, he'd be happy to do that. Tossing a look over his shoulder he found Blake watching them. The barest of hazes to her eyes and grinding of her hips told him that just watching their lascivious kiss was getting her in the mood. Turning back to Aurora he whispered, "I'd love to, but we're leaving someone out." Blake's feline ears twitched noticeably at hearing those words.

Aurora quirked a quizzical look and glanced behind him, seeing what Parc had, she smirked and agreed.

Parting, Parc took a step back, drawing Aurora's focus to the half-risen tent in his pants. Though he broke that just as quickly as he turned to Blake and stepped before her. She was still sat on the end of the pool chair, her dark, obsidian bikini bra sharpened where her nipples were gradually growing erect, and between her legs it dug into her pussy, forming a dulcet and alluring cameltoe that was begging for a mouth to go down and taste it.

Blake looked up at him, her eyes hesitant and dashing to Aurora frequently, only for her to be stolen when she noticed a twitch from his briefs. His erection was harder than seconds before, more pronounced, and even through the pants she could smell its musky scent addling her thoughts. She was half tempted to kiss it there and then, to start slurping up that addictive stench that had ruined her thoughts every night since she'd run away weeks ago.

Her stomach tightened, no, her womb, it begged for more of his creamy cum to fill her, to leave her a quivering mess of Faunus sluttery. She licked her lips rosy and sent Parc one more look. He smiled, knowing full well the thoughts roaming in her head and descended to her level. Aurora arrived behind her, straddling the pool chair and pressed her body to Blake's back, rising goosebumps of the kitties back from the plush and bare tits pressing into her.

Blake gulped as Aurora's hands wrapped around her stomach and began to explore her body. One hand lowered to her groin, just above her bikini panties while the other rose to her breast, not quite grasping one of her plump tits but close enough that she may well have been.

Parc watched them with a spark to his eyes. Blake leaned into Aurora and Aurora kept her up, everywhere her hands went, Blake's skin would turn red and sensitive. More twitches ran through her ears as loud revving purr throttled her throat unconsciously into vibrations. It only grew louder as Aurora leaned in her lips and pressed them into Blake's neck, plastering sweet wet kisses and leaving marks and glistening saliva from shoulder to jawline where she had to let her long, dribble coated tongue trail across the defined bony structure.

She visibly gulped, Blake that is, her body shivering as her legs began to splay unconsciously and without resistance. Her inner thighs were coated in a light sheen of lust and filled the area around them with a sickeningly sweet perfume.

It was drawing him in, that camel slit cunny. Begging him to peel away the fabric and bury his face into her puffy red labia. She'd made sure to clean herself daily during their showers, though Parc's prodding and an endless supply of lust always made it difficult.

Parc glanced to Blake, saw her dazed acceptance of chewed lips and fuck-ready eyes then looked to Aurora. Even as she suckled Blake's succulent skin till a hickey rose to prominence, she skirted her eyes to him and said, "come on, give this kitty a taste then."

'Happily,' he thought blithely. Grasping Blake's legs, he jerked them upwards and forced a slight yowl from the girl as she slipped backwards. She didn't quite fall as Aurora kept her held, but it forced Aurora's suckles to a stop and the hand by her crotch to rise to her other breast. By then Aurora wasn't hesitating to burrow beneath her bikini top to massage her tits.

They watched with various shades of anticipation as Parc got himself into the right position and descended. His back hunching and his breath stroking against Blake's panty cloaked cunny sending shivers down her spine. The closer he brought himself, the harsher they became. When a noise of a long and loud inwards breath echoed from him, Blake trembled readily. He was smelling her, smelling that sick bitchy stench she was exuding. It made her eyes roll and her mind to empty. There wasn't any thought to their previous sessions, just sex, animalistic sex. It wouldn't change here, it wouldn't be the last. She knew that much.

With a lick of his lips and a leering gaze of the cameltoed panties, Parc brought himself to it, his tongue lulled forth, slimy and wet and trailed across the dampened slit. The fabric was smooth and held him back from prying into her walls, but it was enough for Blake to let out a throaty moan.

The girl rapidly began to quiver as Parc slid his tongue into the slit up towards the hard nub of her clit. Once he got to it, he focused his attention there, dancing circles around the bundles of nerves. His right hand snuck in from her leg and after a few moments of cunny licking, slipped her panties to the side. Her pussy is expectedly pink and puffy, engorged with her womanly musk and drizzling in nectar indicative of her yearningness. Parc gulped, smiling brighter her latched his lips to her slit, his tongue once more began from the bottom to rise to her clit. Guttural moans of womanly elation rang out from Blake but were swiftly silenced as Aurora tilted Blake's head to the side and stole her lips.

As he gently bit down on and ground her clit, he looked up to the two. Watching excitedly with cock jerking as the two lavished in the others lips, totally enthralled in the taste of the other. If it weren't for Blake's infrequent bucking with his motions, he may have very well thought they were in a world of their own.

For a second, he pulled away, catching his breath and with his fingers spread Blake's labia open. Her walls were pink and slick with her mucoidal excretions that tasted ever so slightly of catnip. 'Odd taste,' Parc commented, his fingers moving from spreading to penetrating. They curled and twisted, scratching at sensitive bumps that sent Blake's back arching desperately. She tried to cry as he latched once more to her furious red clit, but Aurora's succulent kiss wouldn't let her escape. Her gasps turned to shared breaths that only allowed Aurora's invasive tongue to pry further.

Moments then turned to minutes as torturous pleasure assaulted her body. Parc's deep suckling of her clit engorged it further, forcing her nerves to fire one after the other, her toes hand long since curled to claws with muscles spasming constantly. The combined sensual torture of her pussy and tits being massaged and played with melted her mind into this slovenly state of bestial whorishness.

Parc was brilliant on his own, capable of leaving her a mess, but two?

There was a charm to it, like this over encumbering weight, a rope wrapped around her body that straddled her everything, held her back from resistance and forced her to the point of climax. But even that, it didn't take long for it to come.

Sparks lit up in her mind one after the other, sent up like fireworks from her fondled nipples and teased cunt. Back arching, she jerked her hips into Parc's mouth, expecting him to move before her tide came rushing out, she squealed, "Cummming—!" but Parc didn't move, he kept his lips on her clit, continuing to tease his tongue across its heavily engorged form but tugged his fingers away and gripped her thighs.

The moment his finger escaped, Blake's hips jerked and her girlcum squirted out furiously. It coated Parc shirt, saturating it a shade darker yet he didn't mind, his focus only that of ensuring her climax lasted longer than a minute.

More spurts escaped her, each sending out less than the last until finally, Parc detached from her quivering pussy with a gasp. He wiped down his chin and licked his lips, enjoying his kittens nectar fully.

Blake was sunken into Aurora's coddling aftercare embrace, the woman whispering slow words of encouragement and pride to the Faunus kitten while giving a few swift pecks here and there as a reward.

Slowly, she began to lower Blake's twitching body onto the chair and slid out from under at. As she came to stand, so too did Parc. Looking down at Blakes body, her panties half-covering her slit, half drawn to the side and breasts on full display beneath a hiked-up swimming top, the two gulped. Meeting each other's gaze, they noted the others upwards curled lips and in the blink of an eye, were upon each other.