Chapter 8 - Ahri, Janna, and Sona - Peaks of Pleasure

Last time on Dragon Ball Z, Ahri had just reappeared in the room, fully naked and oiled up. 






Janna let Sona's cock flop limpy out of her mouth as her jaw dropped, turning from her blowjob to Ahri's glistening form. Ahri stood proudly, her hands on her hips and her crotch thrust outward, accentuating her powerful nine-inch cock, lightly dripping with golden body oil.
 
"Gods, Ahri," exclaimed Janna, her own cock suddenly pulsing back to life at the sight. Sona humped forward, irritated.
 
"Go on, I don't mind," said Ahri in her sweetest voice. "Suck her off."
 
Janna moaned as she wrapped her ruby-red lips around Sona's tiny pecker, engulfing the entire thing in her hot cavern, coating it immediately in a fresh sheen of saliva. She pressed her lips up to Sona's shaven vagina in a lewd kiss that smeared her lipstick directly onto her skin while pushing her little cockhead down her throat. Sona crooned and drew her arms up to her huge breasts, squishing them out pleasurably in an effort to deal with the sudden "deep"-throating.
 
Janna rubbed her bust up and down Sona's legs, knowing that Sona preferred women and would get even more out of it. She found that she could wrap her long tongue completely around Sona's shaft, just barely touching itself again on the other side. With this in mind, she vigorously tongue-fucked the poor muse, flicking her body up and down, forward and back.
 
She felt the bed shift as Ahri climbed on, the kitsune's soft fingers running up her leg, leaving a delightful tingle wherever they went. She closed her eyes and focused on her blowjob, knowing that Sona wouldn't last long under her hot, wet ministrations, just as much licking as sucking. She arched her back, pushing her ass into the air to show Sona her delightful, heart-shaped rear end.
 
She was immediately distracted again as she felt Ahri's slick, nude body press up against hers. Ahri lay down directly on top of her, making her sink slightly into the soft, cushiony bed. Janna shuddered as she felt Ahri's generous breasts press wetly into her back, her whole body covered in oil, her rock-solid maleness shoved between her tight ass cheeks. Ahri's hands slid around her with ease, immensely lubricated, cupping her breasts with her slim fingers. Janna moaned again, her cock throbbing painfully into the sheets as she was practically sandwiched by the two steaming-hot futanaries.
 
Sona gasped as she felt her orgasm coming, and with hardly any more warning than that, blew her load all over Janna's mouth. With each second-long blast, a solid squirt of slimy semen slid across her tongue and went straight down her waiting throat.
 
Janna gulped audibly, swallowing down what she could of Sona's delicious treat. Then Ahri giggled and pulled her over, flipping her onto her side, face-to-face with her foxy lover.
 
"Give me a taste," said Ahri girlishly.
 
"Wh—" began Janna, before Ahri roughly kissed her, shoving her tongue into her mouth and digging deeply, seeking that cum that she had chased down her throat. She pressed their bodies tightly together, rubbing their cocks together in a way that only two over-equipped dickgirls could. It didn't take too long before Janna got into it, licking and stroking Ahri's tongue with her own, slowly moving her body up and down to gently frot their dicks together. Ahri felt amazing. She was so slick and drippy, and everything that she touched became the same way. Janna practically skated around her body, enjoying the barely-there friction as she worked to get herself off.
 
They angled their faces and dove their tongues deeper, their toned stomachs encasing their dicks in a honey-brown cavern of lube. Janna could feel her long dick sliding off of Ahri's and into her navel. Sona, meanwhile, lay panting, exhausted after her male orgasm that she was so unaccustomed to. She brought her hand to her head, accidentally wiping a little bit of cum off. Goodness. What a crescendo…
 
Ahri's body was so hot, she felt like it might catch fire. She made out with a heated lesbian passion, and furiously jacked her dick into Janna's, the sheer taboo of feeling her glans curl erotically around Janna's own was hot enough to begin with, but the fact that Sona was sitting just in front of them with her own cum streaked across her face—!
 
"Eeeyaaah!" screamed Ahri as she came, her dick throbbing powerfully, coating their stomachs in her love.
 
"Nh-Nyaa!" moaned Janna as she came, feeling their dicks pour cum all over each other with every spurt!
 
Ahri gasped as she rolled onto her back, her tongue lolling out as a naughty smile adorned her perfect features. Janna allowed her hand to descend to her cockhead, its foreskin rolled well back, grabbing it again and making her palm absolutely soaked with seed. "Hey, Ahri," she said in her most submissive voice.
 
Ahri turned her head, but had no time to react as Janna smeared her warm cum into her face. She jerked upwards a few inches, her hands rising halfway up, before she softly landed back on the bed. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned, and began to lick.
 
Sona giggled, looking at their white-stained bellies and honey-colored bodies. Ahri had really rubbed off on her… literally. Sona turned herself away and got to her feet, quickly looking around the room until she saw the bottle of lube.
 
It wasn't a bottle, though. More of a bucket. Sona laughed and walked forward, peering down into the thick, syrupy body oil. Without a second thought she dipped her hands into it, pulling out two handfuls of the stuff.
 
Ahri peered at her. "Where are you going to put that, Sona?" she asked, her voice high-pitched and womanly.
 
Sona smiled and turned, showing her mistress her dripping hands before bringing them back and slapping the mess on her torso. Sona licked her lips and threw back her head in pretend orgasmic pleasure as she rubbed the oil into the skin of her fat, jiggling breasts.
 
Ahri's eyes bulged.
 
The honey-colored lotion pooled in her vast cleavage, running down her front like a waterfall that slowly splattered onto the ground. Sona giggled again and slid her hands up her cleavage, collecting as much as she could before once more rubbing it into her skin. "Mmmmmmh…" she teased, unable to speak.
 
Ahri, mind bent by the incredible perversion taking place in front of her, staggered to her feet and walked zombie-like towards the stacked bombshell, her cock nearly straight upright at the sight of it. Sona danced forward on her tip-toes, evading Ahri's deranged lust and jumping back onto the bed. She spread her legs and looked at Janna meaningfully, before her face was suddenly in between Ahri's slick thighs.
 
Ahri didn't ask, she just went for it. She panted and groaned as she felt her cocktip enveloped by Sona's huge melons, ever-so-slimy and inviting. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth opened in pure pleasure, so that she didn't even notice Janna slowly positioning her own fat cock before Sona's dripping slit. Ahri's oversexed mind was already buzzing with pleasure, but it wasn't enough. She rammed her hips forward and back, desperate to shove as much of her nine-inch cock as she could between those wobbling love-pillows.
 
Janna, not wanting to look a gift vagina in the mouth, immediately thrust forward, ploughing Sona's depths without a care in the world. She always loved feeling the musical girl's tight walls spread themselves for her questing cockhead, and tonight was no different. She wrapped her fingers around Sona's thighs for support and began to thrust roughly, groaning each time she hilted into her wet pussy.
 
Sona almost felt crushed between the two rapidly-humping shemales. She rolled her eyes at their ravenous attempts to get themselves off, merely smiling and going along for the ride. She lifted her arms to her breasts, pushing them together tightly to form a seal around Ahri's cock. She shivered as she felt her long nipples touch, and imagined she had someone to caress other than herself.
 
Ahri's breathing was erratic as the pleasure built. She moaned girlishly and leaned forward, lolling her tongue out in a wordless cry. Janna responded, clasping their wet lips together in another deep, slurpy kiss. The two girls didn't slow their hips for even a second as they made out, giving themselves over to the unbelievable sensations emanating from their warm loins. Their large breasts hung down, jiggling erotically. Their tongues lavished each other with saliva, and as Ahri panted it dripped out of the seal between their lips, falling onto Sona's stomach and adding to the already-prodigious amount of oil there.
 
Janna came first, the vice-grip of Sona's sopping innards proving more than a match for Ahri's attempts at orgasm in her oiled cleavage. Sona gasped as she felt her womb fill up with cream, each thrust dumping another cup of cum inside her abused pussy, forcing her into her own shuddering orgasm. Even if nobody was going to eat her out today, at least she was getting off with her two good friends. Ahri screamed loudly as she hit her peak, slowly gushing out a quarter of a liter, squirt after squirt flying out in white ropes, her streamers painting Janna's body white. Janna barely noticed it, even as her own seed backflowed onto her veiny dick and began to drip onto the ground.
 
Janna climbed onto the bed and laid down next to Sona, wrapping her arm around her neck and gently stroking her thigh. "I love you, Sona. You make me feel so good."
 
"What about me?" Ahri pouted. "Do I make you feel good?" Sona smirked and pointed to her breasts, then opened her palm to the ceiling.
 
"Are you saying I'm only using you to get myself off?" said Ahri, worried. Sona shook her head slowly, giving her a reassuring smile. She stretched her arm out, inviting the cute kitsune to come and lay by her other side.
 
The two horny hermaphrodites pressed themselves into Sona's plush body. Sona turned her head and began to kiss Janna lovingly. The sight of it made Ahri's penis surge back to half-hardness, flopping onto her thigh, while the sensation of it did the same thing to Janna's. Aww, look!" squealed Ahri. "Our little boys are kissing!" The three dickgirls looked down as all three of their cocks touched, rubbing together ever so slightly. Ahri's cock slowly dribbled honey-yellow body oil.
 
"I think I need a little rest," said Janna.
 
"What! Already?" exclaimed Ahri.
 
"Yes… You too. Your eyes are bigger than your penis."
 
"That's stomach," said Ahri, annoyed. "And there's nothing wrong with liking sex."
 
"Of course not," said Janna, sniffing slightly. "That's why we're here, after all. The daily dump of semen into each other. We're healthy human females, after all, and we have active dicks and prostates to worry about, same as the next woman." She grinned and leaned in for a wet kiss with Ahri. "It helps that we're in love with you, as well."
 
"Ahum. And on that note," replied her foxy girlfriend, gingerly touching her own sticky form, "I think I need a shower to get all of this love off of me."
 
"I'll come too," said Janna dreamily. They looked up to Sona, who already seemed to be sleeping peacefully in the afterglow.
 
* * *
 
Janna yawned. It had been a long afternoon. Given, it was an afternoon of constant slurpy orgasm, which only left her drained… in more ways than one. Now, however, she found herself unable to pull her gaze away from Ahri's teasingly-swinging, child-bearing hips as she followed her up the stairs. Ahri's thigh-gap showed a drenched, puffy vagina, and the occasional wink of her anus. Janna blinked and shook her head, but once they reached the second floor, they walked hand-in-hand again.
 
"My shower is very small, dear. It can't quite fit two people unless they… get up against each other."
 
"You tease," giggled Janna, feeling a single surge of blood to her flaccid unit. Then, a few more surges, as she fantasized about the idea of rubbing up against Ahri's naked body as she tried to 'cleanse' herself, utterly unable to calm her raging erection as it stubbornly leaked pre into— Janna shook her head vigorously.
 
The hot-pink carpet felt nice under her sockless feet as she let herself get tugged along towards the bathroom door. She sniffed, detecting a whiff of something in the air. Something fresh and wet, not like mown grass, but the slick folds of a slave-girl.
 
They moved into the bathroom. It was long and wide, dimly-lit by a few dozen candles. An ornate vanity lay in one corner, and a huge bathtub in another, with a curtained shower lying close beside.
 
"Come on, lover," said Ahri, pulling her along.
 
The smell was intoxicating here. It immediately cleared out any reservations she was having, and filled her body with renewed vigor, as her dick soared nine inches erect, as long as it had ever been. She felt like a stallion. "Ahri, oooooh…" Janna moaned, fighting the urge to touch herself, "What is that smell?"
 
"My own special creation, for when I go out to hunt women's cum."
 
The next thing Janna knew, they were standing together under a shower of steaming-hot water, their bodies pressed tightly together, their mouths open and tongues tangling lustily. She felt as though she had passed out from the pure eroticism, and may soon again, as her dick throbbed painfully, compressing itself against Ahri's own, much shorter meat.
 
Janna managed to break the kiss for a few seconds, withdrawing her tongue into her open mouth. "Ahri, I-I r-really want to…"
 
Ahri kissed her full on the lips, pulling away again with a delicious slurp. "You think I brought you here to get clean? Janna, I want you to fuck me. Fuck my slutty pussy so full of your wiggling sperm that I can't help but get pregnant!"
 
Their lips touched with each syllable she spoke. "Are you sure? You want to have my children?"
 
"Yes, slave. Give mistress your meat, and your cum. Take me, for tonight, I'm your own personal cumdumpster. And don't you dare let any slide down the drain!" she giggled, withdrawing from their kissing embrace at last.
 
Janna's pole was sticking straight up into her hanging cleavage, harder than ever. Ahri slowly turned herself around and bent down, once more showing Janna the view she had seen on the staircase: That perfect heart-shaped ass and girly dick that sandwiched her puffy vagina. Janna didn't think, she did what nature had programmed her to do, and immediately crammed her vagina full of her lengthy, greasy prick. She moaned throatily as her glans broke into Ahri's inner walls with hardly any resistance at all. It felt soo good, and she realized to her delight that she had absolutely no control over herself. She rammed forward, thinking that at some point her stomach would bump against Ahri's curved ass, but it didn't. Rather, she was stopped inside, accompanied by a short, painful scream from her foxy fucktoy.
 
"Oh yes, yes! You found my womb, sugar!" she practically screeched. "Pound it! Pound my guts!"
 
Janna obeyed, her cock throbbing painfully in Ahri's slippery depths. She gripped the woman's slim waist with both hands, holding her steady as she began to jackhammer in and out, nearly going insane with pleasure as she felt her cockhead slam into something very tight and fleshy. Desperately she tried to slam their hips together, always stopped early by Ahri's unyielding cervix. Each time, she felt like she was going to do it: Her cock begged to be fully hilted, but was at least an inch too long. Even despite the fact that she was getting most of it inside, the literal cockblock frustrated her almost as much!
 
"F—fuck! FUCK!" yelled Janna, reaming her even harder.
 
Ahri squinted and gritted her teeth. Gods, it felt amazing! Granted, it felt like Janna was trying to saw her in half, but that only added to the kinkiness of it all! Ahri groaned and surrendered to her sex-slave-girlfriend's furious nailing, loving the way she was finally being treated like the bitch she was! A fresh wave of pleasure echoed through her body as her slutty cunt released a fresh batch of feminine lubricants. "Yes! Yes, fuck me!" she screamed. "Drown my eggs in your fucking semen!" Her own cock twitched massively, flooded by estrogen and adrenaline, but going completely untouched.
 
Janna heard her prostate gurgle, suddenly feeling very full down there, the same way she felt when she was a teenager, and had recently discovered jerking off… With each fleshy slap of dick on cunt, the two curvy dickgirls moaned, each racing towards an explosive climax. Ahri's breasts jiggled and swayed under the brutal fucking, begging to be touched and milked.
 
The pressure in her loins reached its peak, and finally Janna could take it no more. She moaned, long and loud, bent over and bottomed out inside her, cumming wildly. She wrapped her arms around Ahri's supple frame, pulling her into a tight embrace, causing her DD-cup bust to squish out across her back. The water splashed down around them as thick bursts of Janna's semen flowed into the fox-girl, pump by slimy pump, her exhausted penis working valiantly to impregnate her mistress. In a fit of passion, she opened her mouth wide and gave a long, sloppy lick up her neck.
 
Ahri lurched as she felt Janna's huge cockhead jam itself halfway through her cervix, white cream slamming into her womb like a freight train. Her eyes rolled up into her head as her mouth dropped open, tongue dangling lewdly. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!" she screamed, Janna's massive tool displacing so much of her innards that she could feel it squeezing out her own cum through her prostate. Each of Janna's desperate thrusts forced out another shot of Ahri's load onto the floor, whisked away by the water. She quivered and wailed, feeling like she was having an orgasm in every inch of skin at once.
 
Finally, with the energies of sex dissipating, they collapsed into a heap at the bottom of the shower stall, having just enough room to lie together under the water, spooning. Janna's prick was still inside Ahri, but was now mostly flaccid, at a comfortably soft length of five inches. "Ohhhh…" moaned Ahri, "S—so good…"
 
"Mmm... So, do you think you're pregnant?"

"Of course," said Ahri, rubbing her belly. "You pounded enough spunk into me just now that my grandmother got pregnant."

They  returned to their silence, basking in the post-coital embrace, each mulling over the new development.


*
 
They lay together for a few minutes, kissing and caressing as Janna nodded off to sleep under the warmth of the water and her lover.
 
"Aaaaaah…" whined Ahri eventually, "Oh, man, you made my vagina sore…"
 
"M'sorry," mumbled Janna, embarrassed.
 
"Don't be sorry," she giggled, hopping quickly to her feet, her half-hard cock flopping against her white-stained thighs. "Let's go see what Sona is up to?"
 
Janna blinked and rubbed her temples. "You can't be serious."
 
Ahri turned the tap, and the water slowed to a stop. "I'm always serious about sex."
 
Shortly after, Janna managed to stand. As she followed the beautifully-naked Ahri back down the stairs, she smirked playfully as she thought to herself. What a creature that Ahri is. She really does get her energy just from fucking things, doesn't she? Well, maybe she'll let Sona and me take our leave anyway. I need to have dinner…
 
She could not possibly have prepared herself for what awaited.
 
A second after they entered the bedroom, there was an explosion of purple light that nearly blinded them. Ahri screeched and covered her eyes, Janna recoiled and covered her dick. Sona leapt from the bed, instantly awake, to stand beside her girlfriends.
 
Out of a shimmering purple veil strode Syndra, carrying with her two strange objects, one in each hand. It appeared to be… Bondage gear? The thick straps glowed an ominous purple, which matched the dark lipstick that adorned her grinning lips. More disturbingly, her painfully-erect six-inch penis stood straight upright. Without a word, Syndra drew back her arms and flung the things towards the surprised women on either side of Ahri. Caught off-guard, they hit them directly, and immediately began to wrap themselves around the two. Janna and Sona dropped to the ground, struggling against the writhing purple snakes, but losing the battle almost instantly. They tightened around their large breasts, cutting off their air and inflicting an intense pain. Ahri was dumbstruck, unable to move, alternating her gaze from Syndra to the sex slaves that used to be hers.

 
Syndra raised her hand into the air, and two chains resolved themselves from the air, linking her to the straps that held the throats of the two girls. She flicked her wrist, and the women were suddenly suspended, unable to control their own movements. Syndra gave Ahri a look of the deepest burning lust, rimming her lips with her tongue, then stepped back into the nether, the chained dickgirls floating along behind her.