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Steamy and Sultry One-shots	By : Cat_Eyes Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 25770 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug. Miraculous Ladybug is the intellectual property of Thomas Astruc and released by Zag studios. No profit was made writing this story.

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‘I’m taking you out to get laid,’ Aurore announced, her hands on her hips.
Mireille stared at her with wide eyes. ‘But I don’t have a boyfriend.’
‘Neither do I, but that’s never stopped me.’
Blinking in puzzlement, Mireille tilted her head. ‘Then how are we going to do it?’
Aurore smirked triumphantly. ‘Luckily for you, I already have two potential dicks lined up, all ready for us to ride.’
She held up her phone and wiggled it, evidence of her proactive approach to getting some.
‘Come with me; I’ll help you relieve that stress you’ve been carrying.’
Mireille obediently followed Aurore to a small club, which boasted a variety of amusements and rooms for conducting business. Aurore pushed her way inside, told the hostess her name, and that they were expected in one of the back rooms usually reserved for people who wanted to share a quiet drink with friends or colleagues. The woman led the way with a well-practised smile, then held a door open for them.
‘Here you are, ladies. Drinks have been ordered and paid for, but if there’s anything else you require, just come to the bar.’
Mireille thanked the woman, then Aurore grabbed her hand and tugged her inside, slamming the door shut behind them. turning to face her companions, she was pleased to note the men, while varied in age, were still young and attractive.
‘Good evening,’ she said, sidling up to the younger of the two men. ‘I’m Aurore, and this is my friend, Mireille.’
Mireille waved awkwardly from the door, unable to make eye contact with the other gentleman. Aurore, however, was pleased to note that he was eyeing Mireille with obvious interest.
The young man beside Aurore wrapped an arm around her shoulders. ‘I’m Jean. It’s nice to meet you.’
Aurore leaned into him with a coquettish grin. ‘Nice to meet you, too.’
The other man stood up. He easily towered over Mireille, but he extended a hand toward her with a courtly bow. ‘Good evening, Mademoiselle. My name is Theo. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.’
Mireille put a hand over her mouth and giggled like a schoolgirl, before shyly placing her hand in his. ‘Hi.’
Theo led her back to his seat, and guided her into his lap. He placed both hands on her belly, and held her close while she blushed like a maiden.
Jean arched an eyebrow. ‘You ladies ready to get this party started?’
Aurore clambered over his legs until she could straddle him. ‘You have no idea.’
She grasped his face with both hands and kissed him, ignoring his initial hum of surprise. She released him a moment later, coming away with a pop, and her tongue protruding slightly from her open mouth.
Jean stared back at her, then pulled her back in for another desperately sloppy kiss.
Mireille watched from her place in Theo’s lap, unconsciously grinding against his leg as she watched Aurore and Jean, her fingernail between her teeth.
Theo put his hands on her hips and raised his leg, pressing it into her groin.
‘Do you want to do that too?’ he whispered in her ear.
Mireille’s eyes slid toward him and she nodded, her breathing deepening. Theo tipped up her chin up and pressed his lips to hers, almost chaste. Mireille kissed him slowly back, then let her jaw fall slack when he slipped in his tongue.
Aurore had her arms wrapped around Jean’s head, and he had a firm grasp on her arse and was pushing her down and guiding her as she ground against his crotch. She didn’t mind; she liked a man who knew what he wanted. But when he slipped his hands under her skirt, she thought they should take their activities elsewhere.
‘You guys want to go somewhere more private?’ she asked, her voice thin and breathy.
Theo look up from where he had been licking Mireille's neck. ‘My place isn’t far. My car is just around the back too.’
Aurore gave Jean a final kiss, then wriggled off his lap. Hand in hand, they followed Theo and Mireille outside and to his silver Audi.
Jean held open the rear passenger door for Aurore, while Theo let Mireille into the front passenger seat. They slid inside with murmured thanks, then the men entered.
While Theo drove, Jean lay his hand on Aurore’s thigh, and leaned in to resume kissing her. She welcomed him eagerly, opening her legs so he could cup her sex and rub her clit.
‘Forget something?’ he asked with a sly look when he didn’t feel any underwear.
Aurore canted her hips to encourage him to continue touching her. ‘No, I don’t believe so.’
She felt wetness collect at her opening, and hummed as Jean dipped his fingers a little deeper to spread the moisture around. She reached out to palm the growing bulge in his lap, and rubbed it through his pants. She was sure to leave a puddle on the leather upholstery by the time they reached Theo’s place.
They reached Theo’s townhouse, and clumsily staggered from the car. They went inside, Theo locking the door behind them, before dropping his keys and yanking Mireille toward him to unceremoniously lick the inside of her mouth. He picked her up, and supported her weight under her buttocks while her legs wrapped around his middle. Shuffling deeper into the house, he led the way to the loungeroom and sat in a reclining leather armchair, still entwined with Mireille.
Aurore and Jean took the couch, stretching out along its length while they pawed at each other. Aurore let Jean lift her dress over her head to leave her nude beside him, then she grappled with his belt buckle.
Mireille squeaked from the armchair, and stared at Theo’s hands moving under her shirt to grope her breasts.
Aurore, in the middle of tugging Jean’s pants down his legs, looked up at her.
‘What’s wrong?’ she asked.
Mireille stammered for a second. ‘Nothing. It’s fine.’
Finally wrestling Jean’s pants off, Aurore straddled his legs and began pumping him by hand.
‘You’re a good girl, aren’t you, Mireille?’
‘Yes,’ she replied, softly.
‘You do as you’re told, right?’
‘Yes.’
Aurore looked toward Theo. ‘She really is a good girl; so obedient. Just tell her what you want her to do. She can be pretty dirty, too, if that’s what you like.’
Holding Jean’s stiff cock to her damp fold, Aurore slid back and forth, coating him with her juices. ‘I can be dirty too,’ she told him.
Aurore turned around until she was looking at Mireille and Theo, and her back was to Jean. Then she lowered her head, and sucked on his cock. Jean groaned and immediately began lapping at her pussy, separating her folds and inserting his fingers and pumping them slowly.
Mireille watched Theo’s hands move under her shirt. He squeezed and toyed with her nipples as she rocked slowly against the leg wedged between her own.
She could feel that she’d soaked through her pants, and had left a damp trail over Theo’s leg.
‘Raise your arms,’ he instructed.
Obediently, she held her arms up. Theo pulled her shirt off, then stared at her bare breasts, licking his lips. Slowly, Mireille tugged his head down until he could suck on her perked nipples. She rubbed his groin, then unfastened his pants, feeling her way inside to free him from his clothing.
She licked her lips when he sprang free, and trailed her hands up and down his slick length.
Aurore licked a firm line up Jean’s cock, then wrapped her lips around the head before taking him in. She could taste his essence as she bobbed up and down, his cock throbbing as it slid sought release.
Her own pussy felt hot. Jean’s tongue flickered over her clit and slipped into her opening where his fingers curled inside her. It was delicious, but it wouldn’t be enough to get her to climax.
Mireille buried her hands under Theo’s shirt, and felt her way up his belly and chest. He was toned and solid, and it was unfair that he still had his shirt on. She tugged it up, and helped him remove it, then cast it aside without another thought. He then began fumbling with the fastenings on her pants.
Once he had the button free and the fly down, he slipped his hand down to bury his fingers in her warm, wet folds. He groaned quietly, then began rubbing her with his whole hand, the heel of his palm pressing into her clit.
Mireille tilted her hips forward, her jaw falling slack with a soft sigh and her eyelids lowering.
‘Take them off,’ Theo ordered.
Squirming backward off his lap, Mireille got to her feet and pushed her pants down. Naked, she stood before him, her pussy dripping, and her breasts heaving. Unbidden, she knelt between his knees and tugged at his remaining clothes.
Theo obligingly lifted himself up and helped her remove his pants, then let them drop to the floor, forgotten. Theo resumed his seat, then grasped Mireille's hips and pulled her back in.
She crawled over him, letting her legs drape over the sides of the armchair as she took him in both hands. Theo’s hips jerked, precum trickling down to lubricate her slow pumping.
‘Do you want me to fuck you?’ Theo asked.
Mireille sighed longingly. ‘Yes.’
Grabbing the back of the armchair, Mireille curled her legs and raised herself up and opened her folds herself, while Theo guided his cock into her opening. She sank down slowly, giving herself time to adjust to his girth, releasing small gasps and short exhalations the further she went.
Aurore watched their progress as if it were her own personal porn video. She enjoyed watching other people get off, as it made her own juices flow.
Jean was still nose deep in her pussy, lapping desperately and sucking with single-minded purpose. She loved the feel of his wet skin rubbing against her inner thighs, and his tongue on her clit, and the noises he made were obscene. The slurps and squelching were as titillating as her view of Mireille’s arse bouncing over Theo’s cock.
She hummed around Jean’s cock, and pressed her tongue to the head and licked it like a lollipop when it twitched spasmodically.
Releasing it with a pop, Aurore sat up, bracing her weight on Jean’s belly. He continued to eat her out, only including her arse as it presented itself. He pulled his fingers out and held Aurore’s arse open to tongue her hole. Carefully, she got to her knees to sit on his chest before dragging her sodden pussy down his body. Placing one foot on the back of the couch, she positioned his cock with her left hand, and spread her lower lips with the right, before lowering herself until she had sheathed him completely. She then took a moment to appreciate the feeling of hot, thick flesh pulsing inside of her, then she began to bounce.
Mireille could hear the slap of skin meeting skin, and the squelching of a cock ramming into a dripping pussy. For a moment she forgot about Aurore behind her, and held on as Theo thrust up into her. She bounced in his lap, her tits jiggling, and her legs quivering, as fluids were pushed out of her body with every thrust.
‘Your cock is glorious,’ she whimpered as it struck something deep within her. ‘I need more.’
Theo could only pant as he stared at her bare, sweaty skin. Then his hand inched closer, until he could rub her clit with his thumb.
Mireille wailed and gripped his shoulders tight, her spine arching, her head falling back as her mouth dropped open.
Aurore rode Jean hard. She alternated between bouncing, and gliding over his cock in sinuous undulations. He bucked and jerked underneath her, clenching his teeth against throaty moans, but Aurore didn’t let up. He was rubbing against her sweet spot with every stroke, and she was losing all rational thought. She could feel her pussy throb, her pulse echoing inside her clit. Without thinking about it, she reached blindly behind her until she grabbed one of Jean’s hands, and directed it to her nub. He rubbed her off as she worked him, bringing her close to climax with a few firm strokes.
Mireille’s entire body spasmed, and she cried out, slumping over Theo’s chest while he continued to fuck her. Her inner walls clenched and relaxed, sending out a stream of their mixed fluids, but Theo wasn’t done. He thrust and rubbed at Mireille until she screamed his name, then they both sagged inwards, Theo’s cock slipping out with another torrent of liquid.
‘She came so hard she peed,’ Aurore observed, then threw her head back with a wail as her own orgasm struck. Her inner walls gulped around Jean until he had nothing left, then she rolled off of him to sit on the floor and catch her breath.
Mireille, still trembling in Theo’s sweaty embrace, looked at the others over her shoulder.
‘I want to do a train next.’
‘After we rest for a moment, if you please,’ Aurore replied. ‘We can’t all have your insatiable appetites.’
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