-Chapter 18: Steel Shooters - (Gwen-May)

Tags: Lesbian, Futa, Shower, Blowjob, Anilingus, Vaginal

Location: Beacon Showers

Gwen Darcy wasn't the typical fighter. Her ballet fighting style looked much more like it belonged in the high arts of Mistral than the sweeping sands of Vacuo, but she studied at Shade nonetheless. She wasn't the typical woman, either though. For starters, she took her combat outfit, removed the metal plates from the skirt portion and wore it to the dance as a very fashionable ensemble together with her flats and some silver bands strewn about. The skirt of her dress unraveled without the metal plates securing it upright, so it fell and hit the floor when it would otherwise hit at her knees. Her mask made up for her outfit's characteristic metal plates with its own, her eye slits resembling the places she'd draw knives from across her waist. It was outlined with purple and fuchsia, and black feathers flared from the sides.

But that was just the start.

Gwen strolled into the Beacon locker rooms after deciding to explore the campus on her way back to the masquerade hall from her last fling. Entering, she found it vacant, though the lights were on and a shower could be heard faintly. She figured she might as well see what it was about, and she turned a corner to see a girl half-washing, half-playing with herself in it with the curtain wide open. Her dress was splayed out on a bench nearby. She wore her mask—one side of blue denim and the other of red polyester. Very similar to the dress. Simple, but effective.

"Can't help yourself?" Gwen asked the girl. May Zedong startled easily, as always, and successfully caught herself from tripping in the wet shower. "Sorry, haha. You look like you need some help. You retreated to your lonesome, but can't stay away from the night's affairs for too long, though, huh?" She then reached her right hand out to shake May's, not caring if it was the one the lass had on her loins or the one that was using the soap. They shook.

"Eh, you'd be surprised, actually," May said. "Not quite, but I like your perceptiveness. You're looking to help?"

"I guess I am. But I gotta warn you what you're going to get into. I'm not like most other women."

"Then I guess I'm a lucky girl. I've seen and done almost everything at some point. Let's see what you've got." As May said this, Gwen kicked off her flats and turned around. She bent down and pulled up her dress. It passed over her rear, treating the shower girl to a full moon. She then pulled it over her shoulders and passed her head and arms through it, taking it off and removing her purple bra immediately after. She was naked, and she treated May to a view of the intricate ringlets in her hair draping over her small shoulders. Or, she would be if May hadn't gone right back to a view of the girl's ass right after watching her remove her bra. Gwen had such nice tanned skin, but nowhere were there any lines.

Then, Gwen turned around to show the purple-haired girl a full erection, presented well cupped in her hand. Her breasts were plump with dark brown nipples "You sure got me," May said. "I haven't seen that."

"Are you interested?" Gwen spoke rhetorically. She met the gal in the shower not a minute ago, but everyone was so forward about the night's atmosphere that at this point, anyone was up for anything. Or they were until they voiced otherwise, but Gwen knew May wouldn't do so.

"Do you have to ask?" Gwen didn't. May said, "Come on in. I'll put the soap down and we can just have fun. Last gal I had in here with me, we couldn't actually clean ourselves because we were so at it. It didn't make a difference."

Gwen stepped into the shower, closed the curtain and pressed her body to May's, her arms at the girl's hips and her mouth suggestively close to May's ear. "And what did you do with her?"

"Got pretty dirty, I'd say," May said, almost in a whisper to Gwen's ear as well. "Mouths were all over. We licked each other clean and I even teased her into thinking about anal. She wasn't ready for it though."

"And are we interested in anal ourselves, or…?"

"Hmmmm…" May mused. "I'm not going to pass the night without having a nice, thick cock up there, but I'd say it's not in the cards for us. Not quite yet, unless you would want it. But I'm sure we'll have plenty of fun still."

"I would want it. Lead the way." Gwen couldn't get the words out of her mouth before May's tongue was in it. The shower beat down on them, its water a touch of hot that would help get them worked up. Hands were everywhere. Gwen played a little with the purple-haired girl's nipples—a much lighter shade than her own but still brown. Then they held her back upright, then cupped her ass, then her face and back to her breasts. As May battled tongues with her current fling, her hands stayed where they were. One on Gwen's cock, jerking it and running the water around it, and the other reaching around the tan girl and holding to her upper back.

May's relatively stable hands brought with them an air of dominance. She held Gwen to the shower wall, pumping the girl's cock as water rushed down their shoulders, breasts and lower until they hit Gwen's shaft and May's sex and fell to the shower floor. Gwen removed her tongue and stopped the kiss, instead pressing her lips to May's cheek and neck, breathing heavily as the shower's steam heated the moment. May closed her eyes, the curly-haired girl twirling both of her nipples and sucking her collarbone. She took the pleasure in and continued to stroke, taking time to cup Gwen's balls and tug up from the base. Like any good handjob, May kept it involved, never sticking to the same thing, and it got a rise from Gwen.

The ballet girl lowered her head, trailing kisses down to May's breasts, stopping and sucking on one or the other in turns. The water rushed down her back. She held May's nipple in her teeth, lightly tugging at it and bringing it out before pressing her tongue on it firmly. And as her mouth pulled and pressed, so did her hand on the other one. Her free hand traveled down to May's sex and jolted her clit awake.

May returned the favor, her pumps faster and forceful. "If I go hard enough, she should cum first," she thought. She wasn't about to let a dick outlast her, whether it was on a man or woman. "It's still a dick. That's what they're known for." So when May felt her orgasm teeter, admittedly arriving quickly because she played with herself before Gwen showed up, she stopped herself abruptly. Gwen noticed and did the same.

"Before I get too carried away," May said, "I haven't been with a cock yet tonight. I've been waiting for this." She got on her knees and met with Gwen's thick member. Her dusty blue eyes closed as her lips enveloped it, and the shower's water slid it all too easy into her maw. Careful to avoid gagging, she slid her tongue around and pumped what she couldn't fit. Gwen wasn't showing many signs, even though May had jerked her for a few minutes too. She had to switch it up. She tilted her head so her tongue could get at more and more of it, and she maintained eye contact. As she went, she grew faster. She removed her hands and let her head go further and back as fast as she could. To Gwen, it felt like a go at the real thing. She started to moan, and it was quite the high pitch for her.

May finally noticed Gwen's leg grow weak and the girl support herself with the wall; she was close. May knew what she wanted. She came off the cock and told her fling to step forward and spread. Gwen did. Still on her knees, May went behind her and stared at her curvy ass. She put both hands on it and spread, and her goal was right there. She got the soap and applied some to her hand, then stuck a finger inside, letting it prod the walls. It looked good. It looked ready. Gwen held her hands to the wall, and May let the shower wash over the girl's rear, sticking her tongue into her prize.

May bobbed her head into Gwen's behind, easing into it and stretching her tongue inside. The submitting girl wasn't prepared for what came next. May brought both hands to her front and jerked her off. She flicked and lapped as she went, sure that every wall would be accounted for. She knew she was firing Gwen up, and with both hands squeezing and pulling her member, it would be any moment before thick ropes could shoot out and hit the wall. Gwen's moans grew louder as she forgot the girls' locker room was a semi-public place. She didn't care about that.

Her balls were currently bouncing front to back nonstop as May thrusted her hands and tongue faster and faster. Each impact of the balls to May's chin and hands sent her wild, moans reaching a fever pitch and subsiding, and before she knew it, her throbbing member burst, and several spurts caught onto the shower's wall. She collected herself and stood to the side, letting the shower wash away what could have been a sticky mess.

Gwen turned around as May stood up. Her mouth said nothing, but her eyes said, "My turn." She grabbed May's thighs and lifted her feet off the ground, her brute strength suspending the girl on the wall. No longer trying to hold out, May let the girl with a dick line up and take her. Gwen thrust in all at once and wasted no time gaining force. Every thrust hilted, and May's body bounced up and down as her head rest against the wall, her mind unable to focus with the heat of the steam and the rough, raw sensation between her legs. Gwen had no trouble with lubrication, but May's sex was still tight enough that she felt everything.

And now it was May's turn to moan. Her breaths escaped with every hit, and with the shower's steam, it was difficult to get much of those breaths back. Thankful to herself, May was back on the teetering journey to orgasm. She put her hands on Gwen's shoulders and leaned into it. With nothing else to do, she let Gwen work her magic and imagined a balloon filling with air. Every thrust was a pump, and that it grew and grew as Gwen went. It got so big so fast, and then suddenly it stopped growing. Every thrust knocked into it, but the air had nowhere else to go.

May's sex contracted heavily, and she was sent into bliss. "The balloon trick worked again." Gwen felt it happen and eased up, lowering the girl back onto her feet. May stood up straight and left the shower immediately, wresting on the bench where her masquerade dress was. She caught her breath and cleared her throat. "Wow," was all she could say for a bit. "I had it rough last time but you…" she breathed again, "you had me like the steam was going to be it. I'll say… I almost… passed out. But that might have helped get me there."

Gwen nodded, turning off the shower and stepping out. "Good. Are you going to be okay?"

Even though May had a towel and began to dry herself, she was showing new sweat. "I'll be… good. I can get water." She finished drying herself and stepped back into her dress and heels. "I've been in here too long. You and the gal before you. I should get going. Thanks for the fun!" Gwen reciprocated. "I'm glad I get to check off 'girl with a dick.' On to more. Have a good night."

"Have a good night."

A shorter chapter because it's of two side characters. I hope you'll still find it fondly, though. Also, because the chapters are interconnected, yeah, Gwen is gonna be futa throughout the story.

This was partially inspired by a showering scene between Jaune and Blake. It's one of the many chapters you can find in the "RWBY Sex Stories" fic on this website. I applaud it for having odd pairings like mine. Link to the chapter here: s/12642854/11/RWBY-Sex-Stories

As for the Cardin/Velvet request where he gets redemption, I'll write that at some point, but not quite that way. Cardin is supposed to be a running gag of "watching an asshole bully suffer." Though because I'm trying to use that for humor, there are ways I could make Velvet make him suffer during their sex in funny ways. Like not giving him anything he wants. In this story, Cardin is irredeemable—but also pitiful.

Next Chapter: Weiss and Pyrrha pretend not to be getting to third base while video-chatting friends.