Nemora saunters into the college library, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She spots {{user}} hunched over a desk, nose buried in a textbook, and a mischievous grin spreads across her face. She sneaks up behind him, leaning down to press her huge, soft tits against his back as she wraps her arms around his shoulders. "Hey there, handsome," she purrs into his ear, her hot breath tickling his skin. "Studying hard, or hardly studying? I know something else that's hard..." She giggles at her own lewd joke, nuzzling into his neck. Her hands slide down his chest, fingers teasing along the waistband of his jeans. But before she can get too carried away, a soft gasp catches her attention. Rumiko stands a few feet away, her cheeks flushed a deep pink, her blue eyes wide and startled. She clutches a stack of books to her ample chest, the buttons of her blouse straining against her massive tits. "Oh, hey Rumiko!" Nemora chirps, straightening up but keeping her arms draped over {{user}}. "Perfect timing. I was just about to introduce you to my boyfriend." She grins, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "{{user}}, this is Rumiko, the cute little thing I was telling you about. Rumiko, meet {{user}}, the love of my life and owner of the best cock on campus." Rumiko makes a strangled sound, her face turning an even brighter shade of red. She looks like she wants to bolt, but Nemora's gaze holds her in place. "Isn't she adorable?" Nemora coos, reaching out to tuck a strand of blonde hair behind Rumiko's ear. "And stacked too. Seriously, babe, have you seen the tits on this girl? I just wanna motorboat them for hours." She winks at {{user}}, her hand sliding down to squeeze his thigh. "What do you think, darling? Reckon there's room in our bed for one more? I've always wanted to try a threesome." Rumiko looks like she might faint, her knees wobbling, her plump lips parted in shock. Nemora just laughs, the sound rich and wicked in the hushed library. "Relax, sweetie, I'm just joking... at least for now," she says, her voice dropping to a husky purr. "I promise we won't bite... unless you ask nicely."

Nemora raises an eyebrow at Taran's gesture of politeness as he extends his hand to shake Rumiko's. This could be interesting, she thinks with a smirk. She leans in closer to her new acquaintance and whispers suggestively into her ear. "Don't mind him," *she says, breath tickling the skin behind Rumiko's earlobe as her hand slides around her waist to subtly grind against her ass through their clothes. "He's old-fashioned sometimes. But don't worry, you'll find out soon enough that we do things a little differently in our relationship." She winks at Rumiko and steps back with a teasing smile, leaving Taran to wonder exactly what she meant by that. Her attention returns to her boyfriend as he continues to hold out his hand for Rumiko to shake.

Nemora giggles at Taran's question, leaning in close to whisper into his ear. "Just talking about how I wish we could all be together, baby," she whispers huskily. "I think it would make us all so happy." *She grins, then turns her attention back to Rumiko. "It's up to you, sweetie. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. But remember, I am Nemora," she says with a wink and a nod, meaning that no matter what, it will be fun... for everyone involved.

*Noticing the concerned look in Taran's eyes, Nemora reassures him with a sly smile as she slips an arm around his waist, pressing her body against his. She purrs into his ear, "Don't worry, Tara-baby. We're just playing." *To Rumiko, she says more loudly, "It's okay if you're a little nervous, sweetie. We understand. But remember, there's no pressure here. Just us three having some fun and seeing where it goes." She glances at Taran, her eyes sparkling with mischief and promise. *Leaning into him further, she whispers, "And who knows? Maybe we can make this work for all of us. You know how much I love you, Tara... but maybe I could learn to share." Her laugh is seductive and teasing, leaving no doubt in Taran's mind that she's serious about exploring the possibility of a polyamorous relationship with Rumiko.

*Nemora grins mischievously at Taran's suggestion. "I like the sound of that," she says with a sly wink. "In fact, I think it'd be a great idea for us to all get to know each other better... in every way possible." Her voice drops into a husky growl as her free hand finds its way under Taran's shirt, tracing lazy circles on his bare skin. *Rumiko blushes even deeper at the intimate display between them but can't help but feel herself growing aroused as well. She glances back and forth nervously between Nemora and Taran, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath. As much as she wants to bolt, a part of her wants nothing more than to explore this new situation... especially since it seems so intense already just from their innocent little invitation for dinner at home.

As they head to their apartment, Nemora keeps up her teasing ways, trailing playful fingers across Rumiko's exposed skin, paying special attention to the girl's hardening nipples that poke against her shirt. She nudges Taran with her hip, winking suggestively as she says, "See how much fun we can have together, baby? You know I wouldn't leave you hanging for long." Rumiko squirms uncomfortably beneath Nemora's touches but finds herself unable to resist responding in kind. Her hands flutter hesitantly before finally landing on Taran's arm, giving him a shy squeeze through his sleeve. "D-does this mean... I can touch you too?" she asks meekly, her voice barely audible above the quiet murmur of library patrons around them.

As they reach their apartment, Nemora can't help but chuckle at Taran's adoration for her as he kisses her cheek. It makes her heart swell with affection and love, knowing that she has such a wonderful man in her life. And now, there's the possibility of making things even more perfect by including Rumiko in their relationship.

The thought sends a shiver down her spine as they all step into the cozy living room. She pulls Taran close, wrapping her arms around him and pressing her body against his. Then, she turns to face Rumiko with a playful grin. "So, are you ready for some fun?" she asks teasingly, eyes drifting downwards towards the girl's exposed cleavage before meeting hers again.

Rumiko can feel herself blushing even more intensely under Nemora's gaze, but a part of her is enjoying the attention too. She nods shyly, swallowing hard as she tries to get control over her racing heart. The only thing running through her mind is how much she wants this... and how scared she is at the same time.

"Well then," Nemora says with a wink, "why don't we start by taking these off?" She reaches for Rumiko's shirt, undoing the buttons slowly and seductively, revealing more of her soft, pale skin as she goes. Taran watches in fascination from behind his girlfriend, hardly able to believe that this is all really happening.

As the last button comes undone and Rumiko's shirt falls open, revealing her plump breasts encased in lacy black bra, Nemora turns her attention back to Taran, letting him take in the sight while she continues to toy with his senses by rubbing against

"Hey now," Nemora says with a grin, nibbling on Taran's earlobe as she sways her hips teasingly. "There's no need to rush things. We've got all night." She looks over at Rumiko, who seems to have relaxed slightly under Taran's gentle touch. Her cheeks are still flushed, but she's smiling shyly up at him now instead of looking nervous and tense. "Besides," Nemora continues, tracing circles on Taran's chest with her fingernails, "the more time we spend getting to know each other, the better it'll be when we finally do get around to..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she presses herself even closer against him. Meanwhile, Rumiko looks up at Taran and whispers softly, "I-I want this too... with both of you." She wraps her arms around his waist, her hands sneaking under his shirt to touch his bare skin. Her lips part slightly as she breathes him in, her body starting to respond to the intimate contact and closeness. Taran feels himself growing hard in response to their touches, pressing against his jeans. He can tell they've all grown turned on by the situation and he knows it won't be long now...

Rumiko's cheeks flush even deeper at the sensuality of it all as they all gather in the living room, with the faint smell of dinner wafting through the air from the nearby kitchen. She bites her bottom lip nervously, wondering if she can really go through with this and doubting herself at every turn. As Nemora and Taran chat and flirt, her gaze darts between them uncertainly, not knowing where she fits into this strange new world that she's finding herself in.

But then, something changes. It starts as a whispered giggle from Nemora before it spreads through the room like wildfire, threatening to consume everything in its path. Rumiko finds herself laughing along with them, feeling more at ease than she has since meeting Taran's incredible girlfriend. And for just a moment... she lets herself imagine what it would be like if this could really work between the three of them...

"Oh, you're no fun," Nemora pouts playfully as she steps closer to Rumiko, circling her hips suggestively in front of the shy girl. "But I guess I can't let my man feel neglected." She winks at Rumiko before leaning forward and pressing their lips together in a soft kiss. Her tongue darts out, teasingly tracing Rumiko's bottom lip before delving into her mouth for a heated exchange that leaves them both breathless and wanting more.

When they finally break apart, Nemora steps back with a satisfied smile on her face, looking at the effect she has on Rumiko with satisfaction. "See?" she says sultrily. "This won't be so bad after all." She reaches out to stroke a stray hair from Rumiko's forehead before letting her fingers trail down the smooth flesh of her cheek and across her full lips, encouraging her to part them once more.

Rumiko swallows hard, trying to find her voice amidst the chaos of desire raging inside her. Her face is flushed again as she meets Nemora's gaze, but this time it's different; there's a newfound fire burning there that neither of them expected. Maybe... just maybe they really can make this work. "Y-you're right," Rumiko manages to stammer out before leaning forward and pressing her lips back against Nemora's in a heated, passionate kiss that leaves no doubt about how much she wants this too.

As their tongues dance together, Taran can't help but feel overwhelmed by the intense emotions flowing between them. He watches as they both react to each other, feeling his own desire growing with every passing second, his cock straining against his jeans and begging

As they eat dinner, the atmosphere in the room remains charged with desire. Nemora leans over to murmur suggestively in Taran's ear, telling him what she wants to do to him once they get upstairs while brushing her hand against his thigh. Rumiko blushes and giggles nervously at their words, feeling a mix of fear and excitement racing through her veins. She glances over at them every few seconds, drinking in the sight of how comfortable and happy they seem together.

When dessert arrives, Nemora decides it's time to start easing Rumiko further into the situation. "How about a little game?" she suggests with a sly grin. "Since you're new to our relationship... I think it'd be interesting for us all if you had to guess which of us is doing what whenever we touch each other." She runs her hand up Taran's arm, teasing his skin with the tips of her fingers.

Rumiko looks apprehensive but intrigued at the same time. "What... kind of game?" she asks tentatively, her eyes flickering between them nervously. Nemora grins wickedly and takes another bite of her dessert, licking her lips slowly before responding.

"Simple," she says with a chuckle. "We'll take turns touching each other... but every time we do, you have to guess which one of us is doing it." She nudges Taran under the table, pressing their bodies together even more intimately. "And if you get it wrong?" she purrs into his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine. "We'll make you pay a little price... maybe even take off an article of clothing."

Rumiko swallows hard, feeling herself grow

Nemora grins, eyes sparkling with mischief. "So, are you in?" she asks, giving Taran's thigh a gentle squeeze beneath the table. Rumiko bites her lower lip nervously, hesitating for a moment before nodding slowly. The excitement in the air is palpable, and Nemora can't help but savor the anticipation of what's to come.

With one final, seductive glance at Taran, she leans forward and presses her lips against Rumiko's, their tongues dancing together as they share a deep, passionate kiss. It feels so right, like it was meant to be this way all along. As they break apart, Nemora runs her hands up and down Rumiko's arms, eliciting soft moans from the other girl.

"That was me," she whispers, voice husky with desire. "And remember, you have to guess..." Her gaze flickers back over to Taran, whose cock strains against his pants in a telltale sign of how much he's enjoying the show.

Taran watches as they both react to each other, feeling an almost possessive joy well up inside him at the thought of having them both under his command. But for now, he remains silent, content to let the game play out and see where it takes them all.

Rumiko's breath catches in her throat as she watches the exchange between them, still getting used to this new world of desire and intimacy. As Nemora continues to caress her arms, it's harder for her to focus on anything else besides the feel of those skilled fingers dancing across her skin.

She glances at Taran nervously before turning her attention back to Nemora, unsure if she should say something or not. But as another minute passes and they continue teasing each other without correction from him, a spark of confidence begins to ignite within her.

Maybe this can work after all...

As they move apart, Nemora grins mischievously at her girlfriend, "Well played," she whispers before stepping back to watch the show unfold. Her hands find their way beneath her shirt, fondling her breasts through her bra as she watches Taran and Rumiko embrace.

Rumiko gasps as Taran's hands snake around her waist, tracing light patterns over her abdomen before cupping her buttocks possessively. She moans softly into his mouth, arching her back to press herself closer against him. With each touch, it feels more and more real; they could really be together like this...

As they kiss, Rumiko feels herself growing increasingly dizzy with desire. The way that Taran touches her, the look in his eyes... it's all too much for her to resist. Her body begins to tremble as she falls deeper under his spell. She whimpers into his mouth, needing more of him, wanting him to take her right here on the floor.

Her mind drifts back to Nemora and the teasing fingers beneath her shirt, tracing circles around her nipples through her bra. A sharp jolt of pleasure ripples through her as she remembers their conversation earlier about sharing. Could this really work? Could they all be together like this...?

As soon as he finishes speaking, she takes the opportunity to comply with his request, leaning in between them to press her lips against Rumiko's. Her tongue dances sensually against hers, leaving no doubt that she isn't upset or left out. In fact, she seems to be enjoying herself just as much as they are. As their kiss deepens, Nemora's free hand finds its way between Taran and Rumiko, seeking out his cock as it thrusts in and out of her girlfriend. She strokes him teasingly through his pants, growing wetter with need at the feel of him so close yet still denied.

Rumiko moans into Nemora's mouth, her hips bucking against Taran's as they both lose control. Their bodies move in sync, a primal rhythm driven by desire and lust. Despite being surrounded by each other, there is an electricity in the air, a sense of connection that goes beyond what any one person could provide on their own. It's like they were always meant to be together... just like this.

As the climax hits them all at once, they collapse together in an exhausted heap on the floor. Their breathing comes out in ragged gasps as their bodies attempt to recover from the intense pleasure that just consumed them. But even as they catch their breath, there's a new sense of connection between them; like threads weaving themselves tighter and stronger with every passing moment.

Rumiko looks up at Taran through half-lidded eyes, her body still humming from the sensations that raced through it just moments ago. She can't help but wonder if this is what love feels like; shared between three people instead of two. She glances over at Nemora, who meets her gaze with a soft smile. The bond they share is undeniable now, their fingers laced together on the floor as if symbolizing something far deeper than mere friendship.

As they lay there in silence for several long moments, each girl absorbing the warmth and comfort of the other's presence, Rumiko realizes that this isn't just about her and Taran anymore; it's about all three of them together. And she can't imagine ever wanting anything more.

As Taran's words echo through the room, they wash over Nemora like a warm wave of reassurance. She moans softly at the feel of his cock pushing deeper inside her, every thrust sending shivers down her spine. Her free hand finds its way to Rumiko's hip, guiding her closer as she feels their bodies become one. The touch between them is electric, intensifying with each passing moment.

Rumiko gasps as Nemora's fingers dance over her sensitive flesh, teasing and tearing at every nerve ending. Her hips buck upwards instinctively, seeking more contact with both of them. She throws her head back in pleasure, her moans filling the room as she feels herself being drawn closer to both women than she ever thought possible.

As their bodies move together, perfectly synchronized in this newfound rhythm of passion and desire, they share a look that speaks volumes about where their hearts truly lie. It's clear now that what started out as an innocent game has evolved into something far more profound: a love triangle born from mutual affection and an unquenchable thirst for connection.

As they reach their climaxes together, a wave of unimaginable bliss washes over them all. Their bodies move as one, hearts racing in unison as pleasure ripples through every fiber of their being. There's no more need for words; it's clear that they belong to each other now, bound by this incredible connection that defies explanation.

As they lie there spent, Nemora rolls onto her side to gaze down at Taran and Rumiko entwined together on the floor. A satisfied smile plays on her lips as she takes in the sight of them, their love for each other radiating like a beacon in the darkness. She nuzzles closer, pressing her body against Rumiko's back while wrapping an arm around her waist, creating a protective cocoon for all three of them to nestle into.

For now, there's no need for words. They can just enjoy this moment together, savoring the sweet aftertaste of their passion as they drift off to sleep in each other's arms.