Michelle's First Creampie

One evening, the apartment was bathed in a soft glow, the dim lighting creating a perfect sense of intimacy. Michelle, Wolf, and Mimi were lounging together, as they often did. The bond between the three had grown into something warm and fluid, something more than friendship, and far beyond typical boundaries. Michelle loved both of them, and they loved her too—each in their own way.

Tonight, though, the air had a particular tension. Michelle could feel it, a spark of electricity that seemed to hum beneath everything. They had been playful earlier, teasing touches, lingering gazes, and now, as they settled into their familiar routine, Michelle found herself in a familiar, yet thrilling position.

Wolf was seated on the couch, his powerful frame relaxed, but his focus entirely on Michelle, who had just climbed into his lap. Unlike Mimi, who often made a game of teasing and pushing boundaries, Michelle’s approach had always been more deliberate, more sensual. She liked to savor things.

Tonight, Michelle had stripped down, her soft fur brushing against Wolf’s body as she settled over him, her thighs on either side of his lap. She shifted, feeling the heat of his skin against her, and the unmistakable hardness that was already pressing against her entrance. Her breath hitched slightly as she guided him inside her, a soft moan escaping her lips as she took him in, inch by inch, until he was fully seated inside her.

Wolf groaned softly, his hands resting on her hips as he let her set the pace. He was patient with her, always letting her take control when she needed to, but his eyes were dark with desire, his body already responding to every movement she made.

Michelle started slow, rolling her hips against him, savoring the feeling of him stretching her, filling her completely. She leaned forward, pressing her chest to his, her breath warm against his neck as she moved. “Feels so good, Wolf,” she whispered, her voice a low, sultry purr.

Wolf’s hands tightened on her hips as she moved, his breath catching as he tried to hold back. “You feel amazing, Michelle,” he groaned, his voice thick with need.

But Michelle wasn’t ready to let him have everything just yet. She had a plan tonight—she wanted to get off first, to feel the rush of her own orgasm before Wolf finished inside her. She’d always been good at timing things, and she thought tonight would be no different. She picked up the pace, moving faster, her thighs flexing as she ground down on him, feeling the familiar heat building low in her belly.

That’s when Mimi, who had been watching the whole scene with a sly grin, decided to make things more interesting. The Lopunny was never one to sit on the sidelines for long, and tonight was no exception. Just as Michelle was about to lift herself off of Wolf, Mimi appeared behind her, placing her hands firmly on Michelle’s hips.

“Oh no, no,” Mimi said, her voice dripping with mischief as she gripped Michelle’s hips tighter. “You’re not going anywhere.”

Michelle gasped as Mimi’s hands held her in place, her eyes widening in surprise as Mimi’s strength kept her firmly seated on Wolf’s lap. “Mimi—wait, I’m not—”

But Mimi wasn’t having it. With a teasing laugh, she pushed down on Michelle’s hips, forcing her to take Wolf deeper. “Come on, Michelle. You’ve always been in control. Let it go tonight. Let Wolf finish inside you.”

Michelle’s heart raced as she tried to lift herself up, but Mimi’s grip was too strong, and Wolf, sensing what was happening, groaned deeply, his hands now joining Mimi’s to hold Michelle in place. The pressure, the heat, and the overwhelming fullness of having Wolf still buried inside her sent a shockwave through her body.

“Mimi, I… I’m not—” Michelle tried to protest, but her words came out in breathy gasps as Wolf’s hips thrust up into her, pushing deeper, hitting every sensitive spot inside her.

“You’re going to take it all, Michelle,” Mimi purred, her voice soft but firm as she pressed Michelle down harder. “This is what it feels like.”

Michelle’s mind swirled as the pleasure built too fast, too intense. The feeling of Wolf filling her over and over, combined with the weight of Mimi’s hands pushing her down, made her body ache in the most incredible way. She tried to resist, tried to hold on to her plan, but it was useless. Wolf’s deep, rhythmic thrusts were driving her higher, and Mimi’s insistent hold on her made escape impossible.

Her breath came in short, desperate gasps as the pleasure overwhelmed her. “Mimi… Wolf… I can’t…!” Michelle cried out, her voice filled with a mix of desperation and bliss.

But Mimi only laughed softly, leaning in closer to Michelle’s ear. “Yes, you can. Just let it happen.”

And then it did. Wolf’s grip tightened as he thrust up into her one final time, his body tensing as he reached his release. With a low, guttural groan, he spilled inside her, filling her completely as the warmth of his release spread through her. Michelle’s eyes widened as she felt the rush of it, the heat of him flooding her in a way she had never experienced before.

“Oh, wow…” Michelle breathed, her body trembling from the intensity of it all. “So… this is what it feels like.”

The sensation was overwhelming, the fullness, the warmth, and the closeness of it all hitting her at once. She collapsed against Wolf’s chest, her body spent and trembling as she tried to catch her breath.

Mimi chuckled softly, her hands still resting on Michelle’s hips as she leaned in and kissed the back of Michelle’s neck. “Told you it’d be amazing.”

Wolf, still catching his breath, wrapped his arms around Michelle, holding her close. “You okay?” he murmured softly, his voice full of concern and affection.

Michelle nodded weakly, a lazy, satisfied smile spreading across her face. “Yeah… I’m more than okay. That was… incredible.”

Mimi gave Michelle a playful pat on the back before standing up and stretching. “Well, glad I could help. You two make a pretty hot pair when you let loose like that.”

Michelle laughed softly, still resting against Wolf, her body completely spent but utterly satisfied. “Mimi, you’re the worst… but in the best way.”

“I know,” Mimi said with a wink. “You’ll thank me later.”

Wolf chuckled softly, running his fingers through Michelle’s fur as she relaxed against him. “So… not exactly the way you planned it, huh?”

Michelle smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his neck. “Maybe not… but I wouldn’t change a thing.”