The Wolf and the Bunny Pub presents: "Be my Valentine" Match

[RedShinigami]

George was as easy going as it could get. He also was gentleman botb by his italian and british upbringing. But even he, one of the most carefree and charming guys, had a breaking point. And this awful harypie called Danielle Degardin had nof just surpasses it but had driven a truck through it.
George had dropped back onto the bed, taking deep controlled breaths to both ease the pain that had struck so suddenly and his own furious mind. The first one had gone well, the pain slowly went away, followed by waves of happy hormones helping him, but his state of mind was a different thing.

He grabbed for the sheets and teared at them, his teeth gritted, his pupils getting smaller as the tall man sat himself up, looking with hateful glares on what went down before him. Like two alleycats Chelsea and Danielle rolled around the floor, helping George in getting some feeling back in his member again. But this did not put out the fire that now was burning in his eyes as he stood up and his tall frame threw a shadow on the pile of female flesh before him.

"Porco Madonna!", he said with a loud, booming voice, so unlike his usual calm cockney talk and he grabbed for Danielles arms, bending them back and turning her against him.

"Listen you fil'hy, disease ridden, french excuse faw a whawe! wha' do you 'hink you are doin 'ere? you are no' napoleon an' 'his is'n' france! bu' if you insis' 'hen we can be your nelson an' welling'on!", he said as she pushed his member between Danielles buttcheeks.
"So nah le''s give you your Jack Jones lil''le wa'erloo. Through 'he backdoaw!", he said and without a warning, without any preparations, George shoved his fully regenerated member deep into Danielles secret hole, keeping her arms in place as he looked over her shoulder into Chelseas eyes.
"Darling, she is all yours now!", he said with a smug grin and gave Chelsea a wink as he started to pump while sitting on the edge of the bed, Danielle presented to his fiancee like a sexy figurehead of a ship!

[CaptainL]

Danielle had been lost in the heat of the moment - she and Chelsea were caught up in a desperate catball, locked in a tangle of flailing limbs as the two of them went rolling across the bed. Everything else - the cheers of the patrons, the hum of the lights overhead, even the mere presence of George just a few short feet away from her - had fallen away. All she knew was that Chelsea had insulted her - in fact, the English brute insulted her by her mere presence, and Dani had to do something about that!

Spouting off unintelligible curses, Chelsea threw a series of slaps along Danielle's sides, her palm striking her sweat-slick skin again and again. In response, Danielle, seeing the gaping rent in the front of the Scouser's leotard, grabbed the hanging fabric and pulled it down further, causing one of Chelsea's breasts to spill out. She was just about to sink her nails into the soft flesh when George's booming voice suddenly cut through the air - at once reminding Danielle that she wasn't alone!

"What the..!?" The Frenchwoman stopped, glancing back over her shoulder. At once, the frantic melee between her and Chelsea froze to a halt. She took her attention off of Chelsea for just long enough for George to reach out and grab her - and that was all George needed.

"Wait! WAIT! What are you doing-!?" she cried - right before George's shaft was buried deep inside of her! Danielle's back bent into an arc as a wail of ecstasy was ripped from her lungs, a surge of pleasure shooting through her spine. All around her, the patrons cheered - and that sound was enough to make Danielle's teeth clench in a grimace. She had been out to seduce George away from his fiance, and claim him in bed...but now, she'd gotten far more than she bargained for, as George had turned what was supposed to be a triumphant celebration into a humiliating display in front of the world!

At the thought of all these drunken louts leering at her, Danielle could feel her skin crawl! She tried to wriggle away, twisting and turning, but that would only cause her hips to toss from side to side, drawing George deeper and deeper inside of her! "U-Unhand me at once-!" she spat. "Don't you know how to treat a lady-!?" And yet, her words were cut off by a moan of pleasure rising up in her throat - a sensation that only made her blush harder, as she was reminded of the predicament she was in!

Chelsea had pulled away from her tussle panting and disheveled, but when she looked up to see Danielle facing her comeuppance, it was a satisfied smirk that came to her face. After all Danielle had done to try and upstage her as the mistress of the pub, now all that attention had blown up in her face - it was her downfall that won the loudest cheers of them all! "W's de matti?" Chelsea asked. "'ere I thought ye wanted de spotlight, like! Aren't ye juss made-up ter 'ear it? Everyone's cheerin' fe ye!"

She looked over, and she and George made eyes for a few short seconds - that was all they needed to form their plan. Chelsea nodded to him, not even getting up from the mattress. Danielle bent over lower as George continued to pound away at her, her breasts bouncing up and down with every thrust - and that meant that she was right in range for Chelsea to strike, as the Englishwoman kicked up her legs and squeezed them around Danielle's head!

"MMMMFFF-!!" Now, every gasp and groan was stifled in Danielle's throat as her face was buried in Chelsea's crotch! Her head was swimming; her eyes began to water as the world around her grew hot and stifling. And when Chelsea began to twist her hips this way and that, each time causing her groin to rub up closer against the redhead's face, that was just adding insult to injury! The crowd had erupted in even more vigorous cheers, and yet, in spite of all Danielle had done to capture everyone's hearts, right now she wanted to be as far away from them as possible!