Stephanie and Medjine Sister Sex

You look at the mutants on either side of you, grinning to yourself as you look back at Mary.

"Somewhere with a decent bed Mary, something comfortable and one that won't break with a little extra weight."

The witches began giggling, hovering their hands over their mouths to the sound of gnashing teeth and feminine laughter. Medjine to your right, throws her face into her hands again, though Stéphanie just laughs in a low tone. Mary for her part, seems not to even blink at the implications, clapping her hands together with the dull noise of porcelain on porcelain.

"I believe what you are alluding to Henry is a bed that will not cause much noise nor break for your sexual liaison with the two mutant sisters correct?"

Well...her near scientific assumption nearly killed the mood but you could work with that.

"Uh, yeah Mary that's about right."

Furback was holding her sides, struggling to contain a near hyena like laughter that occasionally threatened to burst out in a strained tone.

"Then I would recommend the double master bedroom. Please take the stairs in the Great Hall, and head to your right, it will be the fourth door on your left. For the rest of you ladies, please enter the third door on the left."

With that, Mary set about cleaning the table. You rose to help her, but were quickly stopped by Stéphanie with an arm around your elbow.

"She got cleaning. You have things to do, Mary trying to tell you that silly. Ou pral jwenn foutu, chasè komik."

You still aren't entirely familiar with that language, but judging by Medjine's blushing face and heavy breathing, it had something to do with the three of you in bed. You didn't seem to have much of a choice, Stéphanie dragging you by the arm still and grabbing her sister by the shoulder to push in front of her.

"Ou pa ap resevwa soti nan sa a dicking, Medjine."

Medjine shuddered, her breathing rate increasing as the spines on her back began to glow a soft blue. Stéphanie thankfully remembered the directions that Mary had given, tugging the two of you through the Great Hall and upstairs. The red and black mutant pushed you forward, and you pressed you looked back to the two women as you grasped the door knob.

Looking back at your shoulder, Stéphanie stood with a wicked grin, her sister beside her panting heavily.

"Vini non sou kounye a Henry, ap tann."

You twisted the knob, and as the lock clicked open the door swung slowly. Clearly too slowly, a sudden weightlessness gripping you as one of the girls bodily lifted you at the waist and carried you into the room. In a near panic you looked back, seeing the grinning face of Stéphanie chuckling. That meant that Medjine must be the one carrying you, and despite and struggling you tried to do there was no way you were leaving her grasp.

The opposite wall approached swiftly, and the rattling of your teeth confirmed to you that your shoulder blades had in fact impacted with the wooden paneling. Medjine grasped you by one arm, turning you to face her, and it felt entirely strange to be eye to eye with her. Your feet dangled off of the ground, the mutant woman panting heavily.

You expected Stéphanie to calm her sister, but instead the black and red mutant found herself a spot to sit, and you watched as she reclined back into the wooden rocking chair and hiked up her dress. The slit between her legs was the red of fire, curling loops of arousal slick on her legs. The clawed hand you were so used to seemed to shift and retract, forming a pale skinned hand of a normal woman.

"Sanble li ale plen mutant. Ki jan enteresan."

Medjine didn't respond to her sister, breathing heavily as she looked you in the eyes. A long tongue hung from her mouth, curling around her lips as her pace quickened. You looked at Stéphanie, pleading with your eyes to try and get some help from the sister, only to see her leaned back with her eyes closed. Already the wet noise of her fingers playing across her body was filling the room, and your only recourse was to try to get Medjine to listen to you.

"Medjine, look I want this as much as you."

The mutant clearly wasn't listening, hooking a black clawed hand into your waistband and yanking downwards. The cool breeze of the room caressed your exposed skin, contrasting with the hot near Bayou like humidity of her breath on your twitching length.

"Maybe we should just ta-"

Your voice caught in your throat as Medjine dove forward with a barely restrained growl, her mouth wide open as she drove herself unto your length to the hilt. This was not at all how you expected this to go, held up on a wall by the absurd strength of the gator as she seemed to literally try and suck everything out of you.

Your hands found their way to her hair, grasping at the roots of her scalp in a feeble attempt to keep keep your mind from blanking as the impossibly hot mouth of Medjine wrapped around you. In the back of your mind, you wondered how long a gator mutant could hold their breath, but you weren't sure it mattered in the moment. The sensation of Medjine's tongue wrapped around the base while her throat convulsed and quivered was electric, stars blossoming behind your eyes as you dug your fingers against the softness of her head. You felt the hand against your chest press harder, while the one around your waist pulled you against her drooling mouth in a primal manner as if she was trying to take in even more.

You could feel the strands of drool curling off of her chin in thick globs as the Gator began to work her mouth back and forth. She used her tongue like a woman would her hand, sliding it back and forth from the base up to the tip with a constricting wetness. Every few seconds the gator's tongue would pull against the head of your manhood, wrapping and swirling with a ferocity to match one of the Eels.

"Bwè Medjine, bwè"

You watched as the spines of Medjine glowed an even brighter blue, the heat of her mouth climbing noticeably. With every passing moment the slick heat of her mouth grew, an almost unbearable warmth that overwhelmed your body with each second. It had to have been near five minutes, or perhaps only a few seconds in your overwhelmed state, but Medjine still hadn't pulled away to breathe. Stéphanie's speed increased in time with her sister, until she noticed you looking at her.

"Enjoying Henry? Take long look? Maybe get some other time."

Stéphanie grinned as cruelly as one would in combat, pulling her legs up by her head and spreading the lips of the fire red womanhood with one hand. Your mind was a haze of pleasure, an overwhelming sense of a growing pressure in your gut as Medjine worked her mouth back and forth. You could nearly see the visible heat coming off of Stéphanie's slit, her hands working faster and faster under your gaze. The black mutant shuddered as her climax ran through her limbs, her legs clenching shut and depriving your view of the shaking womanhood that sent Stéphanie into throes of joy. If you expected her to cry out like a woman, you were met with a low voiced growl that pierced the walls.

Medjine worked faster, the fervor in mouth driven by the joy of her sister. You did all you could to keep your mind from blanking, your hands curling in Medjine's hair as she pushed herself all the way to the base of your length. The coiling tongue that had stroked along your length now seemed to lick along your balls, trying to draw forth your orgasm into Medjine's throat. The mutant moaned, your body vibrating in time with the humming in her mouth. If the heat had been near the tipping point before, it was near unbearable now as Medjine's body grew hotter and hotter. You were only seconds away from finishing when you were suddenly exposed to the seemingly ice cold air as Stéphanie yanked Medjine's head away from you.

The black mutant looked down into the eyes of her sister, trying to break through the almost feral look.

"Ou jwenn ou anndan. Mwen jwenn gou."

Medjine slowly nodded, her dim eyes searching for meaning in her sister. It seemed not that she was pulled away from her animalistic need, she was at a near complete loss for what to do. Stéphanie sighed, gently running a hand through Medjine's hair then looking to you still pinned against the wall.

"She is lost to sex, I take away cock and she go simple. What can do? Don't worry Henry, I get you what you need."

With a wicked grin Stéphanie tightened her grip on the back of her sister's had, pulling her mouth open with her other hand. You didn't have time to prepare yourself for the sudden rush of sensation, ever more acute than when Medjine had first started. Medjine gagged as her sister forced her to take every bit into her throat, and with a renewed vigor the younger sister began to push herself even harder. Stéphanie helped with a near cruel look of enjoyment, holding her sister by the hair and pushing and pulling with a tight grip. Medjine's eyes had rolled back to show white, only half lidded color visible as you watched her slurp and suck, drool sliding down her chin.

"Is better with two right Henry? Look how she work when I drive her. That's it Medjine, keep doing good for him."

Stéphanie cooed to her sister, removing her hand from Medjine's jaw and gently stroking back the hair from her sisters face. The mutant shuddered and moaned around you, her throat constricting while her body quivered in orgasm. You could hold out no longer, Medjine's inferno of a mouth driving you to the edge while Stéphanie made sure to drive her sisters throat back and forth along your cock. You dug your fingers into Medjine's hair, grasping tightly as the woman pressed you against the wall even harder to the point your back was near numb. Your body shuddered as you tried to get away from the overwhelming feelings, stuck in a prison of pleasure inside of her mouth. Stéphanie placed a firm hand around her sisters throat, and Medjine moaned again as a second climax shook through her body.

"No swallow. Mine to have."

If Medjine hear she didn't acknowledge, her tongue coiling and writhing in a motion that seemed to try to drag every drop from you into her mouth. You could feel the edges of your vision dimming as you spasmed over and over into her mouth, and Medjine's humming became even more intense while her tongue grasped at the tip and began to tighten. For all the world you felt helpless, held off the ground and pressed against an unforgiving wall while you were trapped inside Medjine's slavering, greedy maw. Stéphanie whispered encouraging words as she pushed Medjine to the base of your length one last time, allowing a few drops to escape down her throat. The mutant shuddered as she swallowed, moaning again and sending you spasming again.

Stéphanie yanked her sister back, pressing the jagged teeth against her sisters mouth with an almost vicious need. You could hear their tongues tangling against one another, your near exhausted body sliding onto the bed as Medjine released you. You couldn't help but gasp as Stéphanie reached out to grasp at your still hard length, stroking the saliva slicked shaft with one hand slowly as you watched her drink your climax out of Medjine's mouth greedily. Medjine whimpered as Stéphanie swallowed the last of it, her equally long tongue licking over her sisters lips in an effort to savor every lingering taste. Breathing heavily, Stéphanie looked over to you as she increased the pace with her hand.

"You taste delicious, better than your cooking. I take more when I want, wi?You finish in my throat next time, I swallow all with happiness."

The black and red mutant waved at her sister with her free hand, who nodded with a drunken look as her eyes focused on your cock. Medjine was frantic as she tore of her clothes, her sweat slicked skin shining in the light of the room. The combination of Stéphanie's soft hand and the sight of Medjine's massive and perky breasts swaying against her chest made you realize just how much more you wanted from the two of them. You grabbed Stéphanie by the back of the hair, the mutant grumbling in appreciation as you thrust your hips through the tight grip of her fingers and into her nearly unhinged mouth. The sharp teeth of her mouth tickled at your skin, dragging along it roughly in contrast with the milking motion her tongue immediately began on your manhood. You let your hips do the work, moving your other hand to the side of her head and thrusting into her face. If Medjine had been rough with you, you were using Stéphanie's face as an aid to climax more than a blowjob.

Medjine watched you with overwhelming lust in her eyes, stripping the rest of her clothes into a pile on the floor. Medjine spread her legs open as she stood, offering you a view of the near completely smooth waist that led to her slick womanhood. She placed fingers on either side of her lips, spreading open the soft pink of her folds and shuddering. Stéphanie reached up with her free hand that wasn't on your thigh, slipping two fingers into her sister and hooking them inside her.

You leaned up, using your elbows to gain more leverage as you fucked Stéphanie's face and throat while she drove the pale fingers of her free hand in and out of her moaning sister. It was just too much to take in, the second climax that had been building in your loins rushing through your body as you tightened your grip on the red and black mutants head and pushed as deeply as you could. If her jaw wasn't unhinged before, it was now, her throat accommodating you even deeper than Medjine had managed. Greedily, the gator girl swallowed around your twitching cock with every spasm of cum you shot into her mouth. The twisting and coiling tongue in her mouth wrapped around the tip of your length as Medjine had done, stroking you between every shudder of your orgasm as if pleading for more.

Stéphanie's fingers worked themselves into a fervor inside her sisters pussy, feminine arousal dripping down her hand and off of her wrist in thick rivulets. Medjine roared out in pleasure as her sister pulled her hand free in a gush of fluids that spattered onto the floor and bed. Stéphanie laughed with your cock still in her throat, the vibrations sending one final sensation through your manhood and a final rope of cum into her gullet. You let your hands drop as she pulled her head back, sweat slick hair hanging in locks around her face. The exceedingly long tongue she kept in her mouth dropped from her lips, licking each and every one of her bone white teeth with great joy.

"You fuck throat like beast. Enjoyable to be your hole, feel free to fuck face anytime. Let Medjine have her fun now."

Stéphanie looked to her sister who was still stuck in the throes of orgasm, her wide thighs quivering with each passing moment. Placing a drool slick hand on her sisters ass, Stéphanie pushed the woman down onto the bed next to you, wiping her mouth with her other arm.

Almost shaky on her feet, Stéphanie returned to the chair she had been in, stripping off her clothes on the way. The black dress hit the floor, and for the first time you got a look at her body. Where Medjine was all curves and toned muscle, Stéphanie was a lithe cut figure of an athlete. Her breasts were perky, at least four sizes smaller than her sister and instead of a toned brown they were a pale white with fire red areolas and nipples. Her abs flexed under a sheen of sweat as she bent over the chair and shook her ass at you, a toned arm running beneath her breasts and across her stomach to spread open her dripping cunt.

"Fuck Medjine, watch me shake ass. Imagine what it be like to fuck me next, breed like animal."

The bed creaked as Medjine rolled over onto her stomach, her breasts pressing into the mattress as she rose her bouncing ass into the air. For the first time since this had begun, Medjine spoke in a husky voice.

"That's right Henry, fuck me like you'll fuck my sister. Rough, hard, break me if you can, make me yours. Then fuck all my sisters, my mother, make us all yours."

You rolled onto one hand, lifting yourself up as a surge of lust swept through your tired limbs, the cold air striking the blood flowing through your skin once more. Every moment in it was a torture, one that could be easily remedied by the mutant woman in front of you. You grasped onto her wide hips, ignoring the near three feet of size difference that Medjine had on you as you thrust yourself forward. Her folds spread easily, giving way to a furnace of tight wetness that clenched and unclenched around your painfully erect length. Medjine's husky voice shook the room, moaning as you pressed yourself deep enough to feel her cervix against the tip of your cock. Stéphanie's ringing laughter echoed through the room, briefly taking her hands from the back of the chair to clap.

"That's right Henry, breed sister Medjine. She woman now, fuck her like woman."

Medjine nearly howled as her ass clapped against and your hips, a wet noise reaching your ears as you gripped onto her waist and slammed into her depths for all you had. Your eyes briefly turned to Stéphanie, her fingers pressed deep into her pussy as she mimed Medjine's motions over the chair. The room smelled of sex, a deep warm scent of the sisters arousal permeating the air around you. Medjine's words tumbled from her mouth in a jumbled mess of syllables you could barely make sense of, slurring her speech almost as badly as when she was drunk.

"Yesh, oh god yesh. I'm your woman now, mark it Henry. Mark me with that perfect fucking cock."

You grunted in response, bottoming out in the hellish heat of her womanhood with every stroke. The husky voiced howls of Medjine mixed with the low moaning of Stéphanie, your length being clasped tighter and tighter in the pussy of the mutant as her sister drover her fingers into her own wet snatch over and over. The same familiar sensation that had gripped you in both of the sister's mouths began to tingle in your feet, working its way up your legs and spreading through your body in a desperate attempt to get out as minute by minute of deep and hard thrusts into Medjine's body worked you up to a near primal state. Medjine seemed to sense what was happening, her legs lifting off of the bed and wrapping around your waist as you pounded into her from behind in an incredible show of her core strength.

Medjine began to use her legs as leverage, slamming her ass against you in a loud slapping of flesh in an effort to drive you even deeper. Right as you neared your finish, you felt the grip of Medjine's legs tighten, the overpowering muscles throwing you to your side as she rolled onto her back. A brief part of your consciousness warned you that you were being death rolled, in the middle of sex no less. The two of you tangled in the sheets back and forth, fighting for control over one another with your length still trapped inside the woman who was now clenching onto you with all her might.

After a few moments more of struggle, you ended up on top of Medjine, apparently winning the fight as her will to continue left when her body shook with orgasm from another thrust. The woman's legs clenched around your waist again, pulling you with such force you were thrown forward into her bouncing breasts that shook with every movement of your bodies. You let go of her right hip, bringing your hand to clench one of the soft mounds and tweak on the chocolate colored nipple. Medjine's orgasm crested again, and this time you couldn't hold out against the clenching of her womanhood intent on making you finish inside. For the third time that night, your body released inside to one of the sisters, this time into Medjine's pussy slick with wetness and overwhelming heat.

If there were words in her cry, there was no finding them as she howled out again, the legs around your waist clenching so tightly it hurt as your cock emptied directly against her cervix. Stéphanie stopped her finger movement, watching with wide eyes as you tried to impregnate her sister.

"Mwen bezwen sa tou."

Medjine's breasts shook under both of your hands, her lungs expanding with deep breathing as she rode the high of her orgasm to a quivering finish. The warm gush of your combined fluids ran along your length, staining the bed sheets an off white. Medjine lifted herself up, leveraging her interlocked legs against your back to rise off of the bed with your length still inside you and meet your lips. Her previous kiss had been feverish, driven by passion, but the gentle touch of her warm lips could only be described as love in every sense of the word. Releasing her kiss with a strand of saliva across your lips, Medjine fell back onto her pillow with wild hair spread in every direction. With one more shuddering breath the woman unlocked her legs, gently pressing you out of her warmth with a foot on your hip.

"Go, give Stéphanie some of that good stuff you can do. I want to watch you knock up my sister."

Playfully, Medjine lifted her leg up even further and placed it against your chest, affording you an incredible view of her spread slit, slick with your combined love. With a sure force behind it, Medjine pushed you to your feet, and you staggered briefly as you forced to put weight on them. You were near exhaustion, nearly dead on your feet, but you were Half-Tongue Henry, and you still had work to do. With a near drunken gait you stepped over towards Stéphanie, the side to side shake of her pale rear end swaying with a hypnotizing invite to her molten red cunt.

"Come take Hunter, first my sister, now me. Soon the rest of family. Make it good, rough. Treat me like Bayou woman I am. I live tough, now we fuck tough yes?"

You nodded in affirmation, willing your body the two steps forward necessary to line up your sore manhood with the waiting women with the swaying ass in front of you. You didn't have much time to listen to the sound of splintering wood as her hands reformed into jagged black claws, a growling ring in her voice shaking through her throat.

"Mwen te di fuck m 'ki graj."

With the cracking of shattering wood, Stéphanie clenched hard enough to shatter the backing, reaching back with a leg to hook around your knee and pull you into her. What had been a gentle teasing rub against her slit was turned into a rutting fuck as Stéphanie screamed at you to grab her hips and fuck her. What more could you do than oblige? Her skin was soft, barely hiding the tightly corded muscle of her body that was working to impale her pussy onto you with every screaming thrust. If Medjine had howled, Stéphanie was letting out a battle cry of growls and grunts as she begged for it harder and harder. Your hips hurt from the pace, and you lost yourself in the pleasure of the mutants tight womanhood. You couldn't help the instinct inside yourself, and you smacked a hand across Stépanie's pale ass while grabbing her hair with your other hand.

You yanked back, watching as her face contorted in pleasure, her mouth hanging open in a wide O. Her speech tumbled from her lips, each word interspersed with a grunt or moan.

"Wi. Fuck m 'tankou jennès. Jennès ou, madanm ou."

"I don't know right what that meant, but I'll do you harder anyways."

Medjine was laying on her side, watching with lazy eyes as she gently rubbed herself to the motion of your strokes. Medjine cocked a smug smile when she noticed you looking at her, raising her free hand a motioning you back to Stéphanie. Almost delirious, you turned back to the pale sister you were currently thrusting into with wild abandon, watching as her hands tightened on the remainder of the backboard.

"C-c-...oh fu..I'm...just cum inside. Cuuummm~~~. CUMMING~!"

Stéphanie yelled out the last word at the top of her lungs, the rest of the chair splintering under her grip as gripped her hips even harder and thrust to the hilt of your cock, emptying inside her just as you had done to Medjine. Stéphanie shook her ass from side to side in your grip, trying to get deeper than was possible as her womanhood clenched and squeezed around you.

Sweat dripped off your body, the air full of the heady scent of sex as you pulled away from the black and red mutant and watched her pussy drip out a few stray drops of your seed. You nearly jumped as Medjine wrapped her arms around you from behind, a teasing hand stroking a few errant drops out of your cock and spattering them on her sisters rear end. Stéphanie cooed and shutter as they landed, finally releasing the position she had held and nearly collapsing.

Together, you and Medjine helped the mumbling Stéphanie to her feet, the three of you stumbling towards the stained sheets of the bed. You collapsed, your body sore from exertion, your nerves nearly fried from the after shocks of pleasure. With a shaky hand you ran your fingers through your hair, feeling the droplets of sweat spattering onto the pillow under your head. Weakly, you turned to look to your right, the nude form of Medjine wrapped against your side, her eyes twinkling with a smile that her lips matched. You turned to the left, looking at Stéphanie who held a near perfect match to the smile on Medjine.

In unison they gently stroked a hand across your nude chest, occasionally reaching lower to give you a teasing tug. The silence was comfortable, correct. After some time, Medjine was the first to speak.

"I love you Henry. I really do."

You laughed, opening your mouth to speak but not quick enough to beat Stéphanie.

"I think could love this man. Love his cock at least. He alright."

The chuckle you let out was more than enough, any response dying on your lips as you resigned yourself to the comfortable relaxation as sleep came to claim your mind. Idly, you scratched the back of your neck as your eyes fluttered to a close.