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Lemon	By : Skeletoncrew Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 2759 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Lemon
By Skeletoncrew
Disclaimer: All TMNT characters belong to their creators. Please don’t sue my ass for borrowing them.
Warning: This story is pornographic in nature. It has no redeeming value. Don’t read it if you’re not looking for some cheap thrills. Don’t blame me for corrupting your mind if you do choose to read it.
The movie had ended and now Raphael was flipping through the channels, looking for something interesting. Michaelangelo sat at the other end of the couch, wondering whether or not he should have another beer. Lounging between them was Robin, a 23 year old they had met a couple months ago. They had happened to be nearby when a small gang looking for some “fun”, ambushed her. They had quickly dispatched the thugs, but her ankle had been badly twisted during the attack. Not wanting to leave her immobile in a dark area they ended up helping her home. Once there, she invited them in, and a friendship had quickly blossomed. She was the sort of person you could trust enough to let your guard down for a while, and just enjoy life. Now they were over at her place hanging out with her at least once a week.
“Jeez Raph, just settle on something already! I’ll never understand what it is with guys and channel surfing.” Robin rolled her green eyes and took a swig of Killians.
Michaelangelo gave her a mischievous grin, “Sorry Robin, it says in the manual that all men get when they hit puberty that we aren’t allowed to pick a channel until we’ve surfed through them all at least 3 times.”
“Bullshit.” She stuck her tongue out at Michaelangelo.
Raphael quit clicking and elbowed her in the side. “Here how about this?”
She looked at the couple making love on the screen and made a face. “That is so fake.”
“I dunno, looks pretty real to me.” Michaelangelo gazed at the television. “Of course, with the covers over them you can’t see much.”
Robin gestured at the television with her beer bottle. “Exactly. That’s my point. They’re always doing it under blankets on these shows. Its so unrealistic.”
“I thought that’s how people usually did it.” Raphael looked at her. “So what would be realistic?”
“Being totally uncovered! Sheets and blankets are restrictive and hot; it’s much easier to fuck on top of them. Of course, you don’t want cum stains on the comforter, so I always kick them to the foot of the bed.” She looked back at the screen, “Plus they’re doing it in the missionary position. B-oring!”
Michaelangelo scooted a little closer to her, “So what would you find exciting?”
“Hmmm...to watch? Just about anything other than vanilla sex with covers on top.”
“Agreed, but what’s your ultimate sexual fantasy? What would be totally thrilling to you?”
She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment before breaking out into a big smile and giggling. “Okay. The thing I’ve always wanted to do, but haven’t done, is a ménage trois.”
“A what?” Raphael’s brow furrowed
Michaelangelo gave him a “you dumbass” look. “A threesome. So who with? Another girl and a guy, two girls, or two guys?”
“Two guys.” She closed her eyes and leaned back, stretching her legs out in front of her. “Two men. Two sets of hands on my body, two mouths licking and sucking me, and two cocks to fill me up.” Her voice became husky towards the end, and she finished with a deep breath that made her breasts rise impressively. Realizing that Michaelangelo and Raphael were now pressing close to her, she opened her eyes and blushed.
“So why haven’t you done it?” Raphael asked. “Don’t tell me you can’t find two willing men.”
“Its not finding willing men that’s the trouble; its just that I don’t sleep with strangers and I’m worried about what would happen afterwards. What if one of them was a boyfriend and the other was just a friend, and I liked the friend more? Or what if one guy had a bigger cock than the other? I’d hate for one of them to feel inadequate.” She closed her eyes again and rubbed her thighs together, “Still, if I could find a couple of guys willing to risk complications like that…”
Raphael and Michaelangelo exchanged a glance. “Wanna try?” Michaelangelo mouthed at him.
“Hell yes,” Raphael mouthed back, nodding his head enthusiastically.
Michaelangelo brushed a lock of red hair away from her face and leaned in close, “We’d make your fantasy come true, if you’d have us,” he whispered.
Her breath caught and her eyes flew open. She looked towards Raphael. The lust was obvious in his eyes. “Really? But…”
“Shhhh,” Raphael put his hand to her lips, “Don’t worry about it. Neither of us is your boyfriend, so its not like one of us could steal you from the other; and we’re hung pretty much the same, so there’s no need to fret about us being jealous about that.”
She took his hand in hers and leaned forward to set her beer down. “Are you sure?” She looked from side to side and they both nodded in agreement. Satisfied, she placed Raphael’s hand just under her right breast, and looked towards Michaelangelo. He caressed her face and moved in for a kiss. Robin accepted it and returned it enthusiastically, moving her hands down to touch their thighs.
After a moment, she broke away from Michaelangelo’s kiss and turned her head to Raphael. “Not so hard. Lighter touches are more exciting,” and to demonstrate she ran her fingernails from his knee to the bottom of his plastron.
He drew in a sharp breath, “Gotcha. You know, this would be a lot easier if you weren’t wearing all these clothes.” He tugged at her t-shirt, pulling the front loose from her jeans, and slipped his hand underneath.
“Mmmmm, well that can be easily remedied. Although Mikey will need to stop kissing my neck for a moment if I’m going to get this shirt off.” He complied and she wiggled out of their grasp and stood up. Turning to face them, she began to remove her shirt, “You know, this would probably be a good time to move to the bedroom.”
The two turtles were on their feet in an instant, nearly knocking her backwards over the coffee table. Raphael reached out a hand to steady her. She giggled, and pushing past Michaelangelo, led the way to her room. She went straight to her nightstand and pulled out a bunch of condoms and a bottle of lubricant, placing them on top where they’d be easily accessible. Raphael looked dubiously at the bottle. “You don’t actually think you’re going to need that, do you?”
“Even the horniest of women can go dry at inopportune moments, and besides, if you put a little inside the condom it will increase the sensation for you.”
“Sweet!” Michaelangelo had climbed onto the bed behind her and now pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her and fumbling with the button on her jeans. Raphael stepped forward to help pull her t-shirt over her head. His hands were on thes ofs of her black lace bra before she could even finish.
She threw the shirt on the floor and smiled at him, “You don’t waste any time, do you?”
“Moving too fast for you?”
“Nope.” Robin pulled him forward and began exploring his mouth with her tongue. The turtles didn’t really have lips, but they we still quite kissable and very, very, eager. She could feel Michaelangelo’s mouth on her bra clasp even as his hands were working on her jeans. “Silly boy,” she thought, “he’ll never get my bra off that way.”
Pop. Ziiiip. Her mouth fell open as both her bra and her jeans came loose. Raphael turned his attention to her now exposed breasts, bending down to lick them. She looked over her shoulder; “I can’t believe you just did that with your mouth.”
Michaelangelo gave a huge grin, “Ninja tongue attack!” and pulled her backwards onto the bed.
“Eek!” She squealed in delight as he leaned over her and began to cover her in wet kisses.
Since Michaelangelo now had the upper half of her body, Raphael turned his attention to removing her jeans. They fit tight on her curvaceous body and he had to work a little to get them off her hips. He found himself growing hard as her black lace panties were exposed. This was really happening. He tugged the jeans off her feet. Just one last little piece of cloth between him and thing he’d been dreaming of for so long. He stepped up to the edge of the bed and slid his hand up the inside of her thigh, bringing it to rest on that bit of lace. It was damp and warm. He pushed slightly at the wet spot and she moved her hips in response, rubbing against his finger. He slipped it underneath her panties and began exploring the silky wetness.
Robin shuddered and let out a groan as she felt a finger against her clitoris. She sat up on her shoulders to look past Michaelangelo at Raphael. “Oh my God,” she gasped.
Hearing a note of surprise in her voice they both stopped what they were doing and looked at her. Her saucer-like eyes were riveted on Raphael’s turgid member. He grew a little uncomfortable under her gaze and backed away just a little.
“Problem?”
She turned to look at Michaelangelo when he spoke, but not at his face. She licked her lips. “You’re just both a little bigger than I expected.” She reached out and gently stroked his cock. He shuddered and let out a little moan.
Raphael sat down on her other side and leaned back on his arms looking down at where she lay. “Its not going to be a problem is it?”
She turned her attention to him and stroked him from the base of his tail to the head of his penis. “No, you’ll just need to be a bit gentle with me. I’ll need a little time to get used to having eight inches of very thick turtle dick inside of me.” She gave him a naughty smile.
Meanwhile, Michaelangelo moved to explore thet ret remaining portion of her body that was still covered. He moved his head close and inhaled. Entranced by the scent he slid her panties down. He smiled when he saw her clean-shaven pussy. Not that he would have minded pubic hair; it’s just that it fit her horny girl nature so well. Since she was occupied with fondling Raphael at the moment, he got off the bed and knelt between her legs. Leaning forward he ran his tongue up and down her slit. She tasted both salty and sweet, but it was like nothing he’d known before. He plunged his tongue in again and began to explore her vigorously.
Robin let loose a gasp as she felt Michaelangelo’s touch between her legs. He was doing a surprisingly good job for a first timer. He slid a finger inside of her and she groaned. Her grasp on Raphael’s penis tightened and he moaned a little in response. She looked up at him and gasped out, “Your fingers are so much thicker than a human’s. Its wonderful!”
“Nice to know that there are a few advantages to be being a mutant.” He explored her upper body with his hands as she continued to play with his erection. Her obviously increasing excitement was driving him wild. He longed for release, but he knew he had to let her set the pace. She could call this off at any time, and that was the last thing he wanted to happen. He glanced down at Michaelangelo, whose face was now slick with her juices. Her hips were thrusting against him and she was making little whimpering noises. Raphael wasn’t certain, but it looked like she was nearing orgasm.
Suddenly she pulled her legs up, and planting her feet on the edge of Michaelangelo’s shell, pushed him back. He looked back at her, confusion showing on his face. She gasped, “I want you inside me! Fuck me!” As Michaelangelo moved over to the condoms she sat up and turned to Raphael. “Help me pull these covers down.”
They quickly pushed the blankets off the end of the bed. The task complete, she guided Raphael to the headboard and had him lean against it. She kneeled before him and, starting at his neck ran her tongue down the front of his body. She stopped just before reaching his penis and looked up at him, “Now, no grabbing my head while I’m doing this,” and then lowered her head to his cock.
Raphael clenched the pillows beside him as she ran her tongue up and down his shaft and then teasingly around the head. She then wrapped a hand around the base and took the exposed portion of his penis into her mouth. He went momentarily cross-eyed as she started to suck. Up and down, up and down, he barely noticed when Michaelangelo crawled onto the bed behind her.
Noting the expression on Raphael’s face, Michaelangelo paused a moment. He didn’t want to interrupt, but she had asked him to fuck her. “Finger cuffs,” he thought, and scooted up behind her, placing his hands on her hips. He pushed against her, feeling for the right spot. Finding it, he slid his throbbing member slowly in. She groaned around the cock in her mouth. He didn’t know if that meant he had gone too far or that she liked it, so he stopped and pulled back a little. The motion felt good to him so he began to thrust gently in and out, marveling at how silky and warm she felt.
Robin could tell that Raphael was nearing ejaculation so she quickened her stroking and sucking. His hips began jerking involuntarily and his cock grew harder in her mouth. This was it. He let out a loud moan. She watched as his muscles contracted, and then felt the warm fluid filling her mouth. She swallowed and then gently sucked the tip of his penis, giving him one last lick to clean up the pearly fluid. He sighed contentedly and relaxed. Now she could concentrate on her own pleasure.
Seeing Raphael’s orgasm had excited Michaelangelo even further, he struggled against the urge to just let loose and pound Robin as hard and as fast as he could. Her mouth now free, she began gasping and making little “oh!” noises every time he pushed into her. Hearing her cries only turned him on more; he searched for a way to make her peak. He tried to fondle the front of her body but couldn’t really reach. Remembering her reaction earlier when he rubbed her clitoris he tried curling his tail forward.
“Oh my God! Oh yes! Yes! Yes…” Robin’s cries of “Yes!” dissolved into nonsensical screams as the combined internal and external stimulation drove her towards the edge.
Michaelangelo’s breath came faster as he pumped at her harder. He didn’t really understand it, but it felt like her pussy was squeezing him. He could feel the pressure building up inside of him. She went stiff under her hands and the pressure on his cock finally became too much. He began to ejaculate and for a moment, he forgot everything and felt nothing but the pleasure of release.
When he returned to reality, Robin was collapsed in a panting heap before him and Raphael was looking on with a big grin. With some effort, she rolled over and stretched out, using Raphael’s leg as a pillow. She looked from one of them to the other and smiled triumphantly. “See? I told you it’s just not realistic to do it under blankets.”
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