As Finn panted from his recent orgasm, he was surprised to find that PB hadn’t released his cock. He was equally surprised to realize that he was still hard despite just cumming. Bubblegum suckled his cock like a nipple, draining it of the final few spurts of spunk, and moaning as the substance touched her tongue. Her arms wrapped around his waist to stop any escape. “Whoa, who knew P-Bubs could be so clingy,” Finn thought aloud.
“Yeah, she’s just being needy,” Marceline commented. The vampire lay on her side, propping her elbow on a pillow as she made herself comfortable to watch the show. “She hasn’t cum yet, but she’s got something tasty in her mouth, so she ain’t gonna let it go. Look, her butt’s wiggling,” Marceline pointed out with a wide grin. “She’s doing that for me, ya know. She’s trying to coax me into playing with her ass until she cums, cuz she knows she’s too clingy to let you do it. Hehe, she’s a silly little slut, ain’t she?”
PB grumbled around her mouthful as she sucked. Even if her mouth wasn’t occupied, she couldn’t argue. Marceline was right. She was a slut who got WAY too into hedonistic indulgences. She just couldn’t help herself once things got lewd. However, recent events gave her the perfect excuse to fall back on her old habits. Now, fornicating for hours without end was a medical requirement. She’d go back to her disciplined self once this shrink mess was sorted. However, until then, it was irresistibly necessary for her to fully indulge in lust. To that end, PB continued wagging her rear for Marceline to stop yapping and act.
“Hmm, I think I’ve got an idea.” Marceline took the finger that had been pinching her clit and examined it. She hadn’t cum, but it was still coated in a thin sheen of her juices. “Perfect. A treat for Bubblegum’s bubble bum,” she chuckled while applying the wet finger between the tiny girl’s cheeks. PB moaned even louder around Finn’s tool. “Yeah, you like a little ass play, don’t ya? Unfortunately, I don’t think you’ve got any toys small enough, so I’m calling a timeout,” she said while scooping her fingers under the tiny woman’s stomach and lifting her from Finn.
“Wait, no!” PB cried, vainly reaching out for her distancing prize.
“Aww, does Peebles need her buh-buh?” Marceline teased as her fingers liberally explored her ex’s new body. Proportionally, everything was mostly the same. However, “It feels like you’ve put on some weight, Bu-bubs. Got a nice and spankable booty.”
“Uh, Mar-Mar, we kinda got a situation here,” Finn called as he pointed at his erection.
“Hold your horses, silly boy. My new toy needs it up the ass, but you’ve got nothing in the tank. Just give it a few minutes,” Marceline explained.
PB cleared her throat as she quelled her wiggling protest. “Y-you’re absolutely right,” she said, controlling her breathing as Marceline’s thumb ran over her sensitive breasts. “A climax from my rear should be sufficient to—”
“Say ass,” Marceline cut in.
“Hmm?”
“Say. Ass. Dirty talk, girl. A cute boy is about to plug his meat in your backdoor. The least you could do is dirty talk,” Marceline lectured.
“Well, I guess that makes sense,” PB conceded. First, she looked down where Finn was watching. Then, as Marceline adjusted her grip to expose the pink princess’ rear, PB lifted her legs and invitingly wiggled her rump. “Come on, Finn. I know you want this ass. I know you want to sheathe your mighty sword between my hot hams.” Her cheeks tinted bright red as she spoke. She’d never expected to say such things in front of Finn of all people, yet violating this taboo just made the situation hotter.
Finn grunted as he gripped his saliva-slickened rod. PB’s butt had a hypnotizing bounce as he covetously stared.
“He’s already cum in my butt,” Marceline bragged as she slowly lowered the princess to her knight. “Of course, it’ll be different with you. Actually, if ya think about it, we’re kinda both Finn’s firsts. How does it feel to deflower another innocent kid’s purity, Peebles?”
“Like it’s been literal centuries!” PB moaned like a wanton slut as she continued shaking her ass.
Marceline grinned in satisfaction. “I love it when you show your true colors,” she said as she lowered the now pouting princess back to Finn. Marceline returned PB to the doggy-style position as she aimed the shrunken girl so that her butt was perfectly aligned with Finn’s groin. However, she still used a finger to keep the boy from pouncing as he so desperately wanted. “Look at that, Finn. Earlier, you got to go inside a queen’s ass, and now, you’ve downgraded to a lowly princess. Whatcha think of that?”
“I think she’s beautiful,” Finn blurted without a second thought. “I always have. And even when I thought I got over you, I…” he trailed off, unable to finish, even as his erection ached.
PB’s blush intensified. She glanced up at the vampire and guessed that her ex wanted her confession as well. “Y-you’re very charming, and I’ve always liked you, Finn,” she confessed, still shaking her rear as Marceline held her. “You were always cute, brave, and had many admirable qualities. We can talk about the past later. Right now, I need you to balance my hormones. Finn, hurry and make me explode before I explode!”
Finally, Marceline released Finn, letting the boy almost stumble as she darted for the pink princess’ plush posterior. He fell onto her back as he aligned his tip with her hole. Then, without further ado, he pushed inside. “So… tight!” he hissed as her rectum gripped his member.
“One of the advantages of a candy body,” Marceline explained as she watched her tiny toys tense and grunt while becoming one. “She’s flexible pretty much everywhere, and always bounces back. If she wants, her pussy can be as tight as the first day she made it.”
Finn had no idea what Marceline meant. He just knew that talking about PB’s tight pussy while her equally tight sphincter gripped his cock was turning him on. The boy straightened up and set his hands on the girl’s pink bottom as he started moving. He watched in abject fascination as his cock slid in and out of her constrictive hole. “I-I’m doing it,” he said in muted awe. “I-I’m fucking the princess!”
“Ngh! Finn, you’re so—hah—big!” PB grunted as her anal passage slid over Finn’s member. “Glob, you’re stretching me out. It—ohohoh—f-feels like you’re gonna tear me apart.”
“Damn, girl!” Marceline chuckled. With PB’s rump occupied, she decided to stroke Finn’s back and poke his little boy butt for a change. “I figured he’d be good, but you’re more into this than I thought.”
PB’s front fell to the sheets as she pounded her fists. “Grr, of course, I am. It’s Finn! Obviously, I knew his cock was great, but I never knew it was this amazing!” she grunted as the cock continued spreading her hole, her senses flooding with pleasurable euphoria from the stretching. Like most of Finn’s enemies, she’d mistakenly underestimated his ability, made herself too tight, and was now on the brink of utter defeat.
Marceline frowned in puzzlement. “Wait, how did…? Hold on, did you check?”
PB giggled as she stared up at Marceline with half-lidded eyes. “How else would I know?”
Finn was still barely following the conversation. He was too focused on the candy girl’s hole. It was tight, but also elastic, stretching with surprising ease as he pounded away. Audible slaps were heard as his hips impacted PB’s butt. Each blow sent ripples across her wide rear, prompting him to sink his fingers into her firm yet flexible fanny. She’d begun periodically tightening and relaxing her sphincter, almost like her anal passage was swallowing his member, so he picked up the pace. He loved the sounds of her cute squeaks and lustful grunts, so he tried adjusting his motions to get the strongest reactions.
Then, before PB could deliver a clever remark, she felt Finn’s body tense as he jerkily hilted himself in her ass. It felt like a firehose spraying into her rectum, coating her walls in hot, sticky cum that pushed her over the edge. She came, spraying sugary feminine juices down her thighs as Finn dumped more of his baby batter into her rear. Her mouth fell open as she cried in lustful gratitude. Finn had filled her ass as no toy could, and few men or tongues had.
Marceline watched in delight as PB orgasmed. She loved the pink girl’s o-face, but it was even more of a turn-on to know that the one responsible was their mutual cool friend.
1 Marceline wants a turn
2 Everyone has calmed down enough to talk
3 Bubblegum still has urges
4 See what Jake is up to
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