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Smooshed, or, The Nine Wives of Marco Diaz	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 15420 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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Chapter 2: Solving for Ex
The next morning, a drowsy Marco half-feigned sleep as Star bounced out of bed, pulled her borrowed overcoat over her naked body while humming merrily to herself, and went downstairs. Only when Marco was alone did the exhausted boy haul himself out of bed, pull on a pair of pajama bottoms, stumble into the bathroom, and look at his own haggard face in the mirror. Then his gaze drifted down until it settled accusingly on the bulge in the front of the PJ bottoms.
“This is all your fault, Polo,” Marco muttered to his wang, which seemed to twitch indignantly at the accusation. “You made me have sex with Star, and now everything is gonna be all messed up. You’re the real monster arm.”
He took a deep breath, then collapsed forward, leaning on the bathroom counter.
“Who am I kidding? This is my fault. And now I don’t know what to do, or what my parents are going to say, or-”
Suddenly, his father burst through the bathroom door.
“Marco!”
“Dad!” Marco cried. “I can explain! I-”
Before Marco could finish his sentence, his father swept him up in a big bear hug.
“My boy, I am so happy for you!” Rafael exclaimed.
“We just heard the news,” Marco’s mom said, coming in and joining the hug, adding to the half-naked Marco’s already intense feeling of awkwardness. Then he remembered something that made it even worse.
“Wait, Mom, don’t give me and Dad your cold!”
“Don’t worry, sweetie, I’m fine now,” she replied.
Marco managed to squirm free of his parents’ embrace and look at his mom. Indeed, the redness was gone from her eyes and nose. And her voice didn’t sound the least bit congested as she added, “You’re going to make a wonderful king, Marco, and Star will make a wonderful wife!”
“Uh, Mom and Dad?” Marco said, trying to remain the voice of reason in a situation that was growing weirder by the second. “That’s just something some weird cultists told us. It’s not actually-”
“Yes, we know!” Rafael said. “Star explained it all to us this morning. And then Queen Eclipsa called to congratulate us!”
“She’s so happy for you both,” Angie Diaz added. “And for your eight future wives, too. She knows you’ll make good choices.”
“Whoa whoa whoa,” Marco said, holding up his palms. “You guys are really just…buying all that?”
“Of course!” his father replied ebulliently.
“We’ve always known you were special, sweetie,” his mother said, brushing an errant hair from Marco’s forehead. “So it wasn’t that big a surprise. And now you’re going to give us lots and lots of grandkids!”
Marco took a deep breath.
“Okay,” he said, “I just need you both to seriously consider something for a second.” Slowly, he went on, “Is it possible that you’re under some kind of…mind control?”
To Marco’s startlement, his mom grabbed him in another, somewhat tenser hug.
“Oh, sweetie,” she said anxiously. “It hurts my heart to think that we raised you with so little self-esteem that you refuse to believe how special you are.”
“Oh, boy,” Marco sighed. “No, Mom, it’s just…it’s a lot to take in, is all.”
“Of course, Marco,” his father said. “Having the greatest destiny in the world must be a lot to deal with. But we are here for you, my boy.”
“Um, thanks,” Marco replied. “Now, if you guys don’t mind, I’m gonna take a shower.”
“Of course, sweetie,” his mom replied.
After a moment, Marco said, “Um, that means you leave the bathroom.”
***
Minutes later, a towel-wrapped Marco returned to his bedroom—only to find Star sitting there on his bed, finishing off a bowl of Captain Blanche’s Sugar Seeds.
“Morning, Marcooooo!” she sang. “So, think I’m pregnant yet? I mean, I hope I am, but I also wanna keep trying some more.” She grinned hugely.
“This is insane,” Marco replied. “We’re fifteen years old! We can’t have a baby.”
“‘Course we can. I mean, we’re great with the Buff-babies, and there’s a dozen of them. Even twins would be easy by comparison. Besides, your parents are so excited, they’ll be glad to help out once our daughter’s born. I bet my folks will, too.”
“Daughter?”
“Nobody in my pseudo-royal family ever had a boy-baby,” Star replied. “Can’t imagine I’m gonna be the first. Now grab some breakfast so we can go break the news to my parents.”
“You don’t think Eclipsa called them, too?”
“My folks haven’t really figured out the phone thing yet. Dad keeps smashing them for talking back to him.”
***
“This is marvelous, my dear!” River exclaimed to Moon. They were standing in their cottage’s vegetable garden, where they’d been working when Star and Marco arrived to give them the news. “This way, our daughter shall become a queen after all, instead of living out her life as a dirt-eating commoner like ourselves!”
He lustily grabbed up a handful of dirt and was about to shove it into his mouth when Moon raised a finger to stop him.
“Yes, Star,” she said, accepting her borrowed overcoat back from her daughter, “this is a very exciting development. And with Eclipsa and Globgor living in the Monster Temple, there’s no better time for a new king and queen to move into the castle. It’s on top of the Sunrise Highrise apartment building now, but it’s still intact.”
“All the servants can be summoned back there in an instant,” River added, “so you shan’t want for anything. You can devote yourselves fully to the task of finding the rest of King Marco’s wives.”
“And, of course, to a great many hours of baby-making,” Moon added with a wink. Marco blanched.
“Buck up, my boy!” River said, clapping Marco on the back and nearly knocking him down. “Of all the ways to save the world, you’ve found the best one! Now, get out there and find the rest of your brides!”
***
“Marco, my dad’s right,” Star said as they walked down the dirt road that led away from the cottage, heading back toward town. “You need eight more wives, and finding them all is gonna take time, so we’d better get on it.”
“Maybe we should just post an ad,” Marco replied ironically. “You know, ‘Queens wanted, no experience necessary.’“
Star slapped Marco lightly on his upper arm. “Don’t be a doof. The Oracle said you have to choose your wives. And I think…” Her gaze went distant for a moment. “…I think we should start with Jackie.”
Marco looked at her askance.
“Okay,” he said, “even if I were to go along with this crazy ‘nine wives’ concept, there’s a whole bunch of reasons why Jackie would be the wrong choice.”
Star was used to Marco being skeptical about stuff, but this seemed a bit beyond the pale even for him. It was obvious to her—and to everyone else, it appeared—that Marco needed to find nine wives and impregnate them to save the world. Even if the Oracle hadn’t told her that, Star would have known it in her heart, in her bones, just as she knew that Jackie should be one of those wives. Why didn’t Marco know these things, too?
“Fine,” she sighed. “Let’s hear the reasons.”
“First of all,” Marco began, “she broke up with me, remember? Why would she want to take me back, especially if I’ve already got a girlfriend?”
“I’ve got some ideas about that. Keep going.”
“Second, she’s taken. Seriously taken, from the looks of things.”
“Yeah, but by a girl. This could be a two-for-one deal!”
“And that’s the third thing: I don’t think Jackie’s into guys anymore. Or maybe she never was.”
“Why do you say that?”
“She told me ‘We just weren’t the best match.’ I kinda took that to mean that she wasn’t into me because I was a dude, but that back when we started dating, she hadn’t figured out yet that she was into girls and not guys.”
“I’m sure that’s not it,” Star replied, gesturing emphatically. “Don’t you remember the way she looked at you when we were at the Love Sentence concert? If that wasn’t love, or at least a major crush, then I don’t know what is. I say we go see her.”
“And so,” Marco said wearily, “we come to my fourth and final point: This whole thing is bananas. I’m not a king, the world’s not in danger, and Lydia is so nuts that squirrels put pictures of her on their fridge. And even if all this crazy stuff were actually true, there aren’t eight other girls in the entire world who would want to marry me. At least, not at the same time.”
Star sighed. Then she took Marco’s hand.
“Marco,” she said, “I should start calling you ‘honey,’ because you’re really sweet and really thick. And since you’ve never figured this out on your own, I’m just gonna say it to your face.”
“Say what to my face?”
“That you’re a girl magnet.”
“What? That’s not true!”
“Think about all the girls who’ve had crushes on you: me, Jackie, Janna, Kelly, Hekapoo…that’s halfway to nine already!”
“Hekapoo? I’m pretty sure our relationship was strictly professional.”
“Dude, she let you blow out her flame. Where she’s from, that’s, like, third base.”
“Uh, okay. But still, I’m really not sure what you think we’re gonna accomplish with Jackie.”
“Look, how ‘bout this: We go see Jackie, and we tell her everything. If she laughs in our faces, then I’ll accept that maybe, just maybe, you’re right and I’m wrong and the cult is cuckoo-pants. But if she says yes, or even just that she’ll think about it, then you have to admit that this thing might be for real.”
“Deal,” Marco replied. Then, raising a finger under his chin, he added, “This face is ready to get laughed in.”
***
Marco needed a pick-me-up, so they went to downtown Echo Creek and sipped frappuccinos on a park bench while Star texted Jackie and asked to meet up. After several minutes, Jackie texted back and said Star and Marco could come to her house. They were just standing up from the bench when a familiar voice called to them.
“Yo, home girl!”
Star turned around and shouted, “Pony Head!”
The golden-haired girl ran up and embraced her floating, body-less friend. Marco wasn’t exactly sure how Pony Head was still able to levitate now that the magic was gone, but he had more pressing mysteries to ponder right now.
“So what’s up with you, girl?” Pony Head said to Star. “It’s been a minute.”
“For one thing,” Star began excitedly, “Marco and I just-”
“You would not believe,” Pony Head cut in, “what my sisters did yesterday. First, Khrysthalle says, ‘Yo, Azniss is gonna poison you at breakfast so she can be Crown Princess,’ and then Azniss goes, ‘Nuh-uh!,’ and then Shinda and Shonda were all like, “No poisonings before lunch, Daddy says so,’ and I said- Ah…Ahhhhh…”
Star ducked just in time as Pony Head sneezed, propelling herself a couple of yards backward. Then she braced herself against a lamppost and sneezed again before flying back over to Star and Marco.
“I’m suddenly not feeling so great,” Pony Head said, sounding stuffy. “I better go home and take a bath or a nap or whatever.”
For a moment, Marco thought Pony Head was just making an excuse to leave without having to say why, like maybe she had an appointment to get dewormed or something. Then he noticed how red her eyes were becoming.
“Looks like you’re having an allergy attack or something,” Marco said.
“Yeah, you’d better go home and chill,” Star added. “I’ll text you later.”
Pony Head floated away, and Star and Marco headed for Jackie’s house, which was about twenty minutes’ walk from downtown.
“We’ve sure been getting our steps in the last couple days,” Marco said as they walked down Jackie’s street.
“Yeah, well, I can’t just summon up Cloudy anymore,” Star replied. She looked down at the sidewalk. “Seeing as I killed him.”
Marco looked aghast. “Oh, Star, I didn’t mean-”
“I know,” Star interrupted. “It’s okay. This is just…a thing I have to live with.”
“Do you…Do you regret destroying the magic?”
She looked up at Marco. “No. I mean, when I think about all the people Mina Loveberry’s army would have killed if I hadn’t destroyed the magic, then no. I did what a queen is supposed to do: I made the hard choice. I sacrificed the few for the many.” She cast her eyes down again. “But that doesn’t make it suck any less.”
Marco put his arm around her shoulder.
They were almost at Jackie’s front walkway now, and Marco noticed that the Thomas’ car wasn’t in the driveway. That was good; he didn’t think Jackie’s mom and dad really needed to hear Star explain the cult’s plan to save the world by getting their daughter pregnant.
“Are you sure you’re up for this?” Marco asked.
Star looked up at him. “Yeah. Right now, this might be the only thing that will help.”
They rang the bell, and Jackie answered. She wasn’t in her usual long-sleeved T-shirt and sky-blue shorts, or even her trademark shell necklace. Instead, she was wearing a pair of sweat shorts and an old, faded T-shirt with what looked like a chocolate stain on the front.
“Hey, Jackie,” Marco said.
“Hey,” she replied wanly.
Jackie took a step back to let them in, and Star closed the front door behind them.
Marco said. “We just, uh, came by to say hi. Are you…okay?”
She clearly wasn’t. Her eyes were red and her face was puffy, like she had recently been crying.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” she replied, “I just…”
She stopped and took a deep breath. “Okay, I’m not fine. Not even close.”
Marco’s eyes widened. “How come?”
“Because…”—she sighed deeply—“…Chloe left.”
“What?” Star exclaimed. “Why?”
“She got into this art school back in France. Kind of a big-deal place. And she didn’t want to do the long-distance thing, so now she’s just…gone.”
Jackie hung her head.
“Aw, jeez,” Marco said. “Jackie, I’m so sorry.”
“On the bright side,” Star said, “this is your chance to-”
“Star,” Marco interrupted, “not the time.”
“And I mean,” Jackie continued, her voice becoming choked with held-back tears, “I get it, you know? She’s got her whole life to live, and it can’t be all about me. But…it still sucks.”
Without even thinking about it, Marco took Jackie’s hand.
“I bet it does,” he said gently.
“And my parents don’t even get it,” Jackie said. “They think I’ll just…get over it. That because I’m not an adult, I don’t know what love is, or whatever.” Tears starting to roll down her face, she choked, “And I can’t make them understand how much it…hurts…”
“Oh, Jackie,” Marco murmured.
He pulled her into his arms, and she bawled, her tears soaking into the shoulder of his hoodie. Star came around her and hugged her from behind.
“It’s gonna be okay,” Star whispered in Jackie’s ear as she stroked the girl’s hair. “It’s all gonna be okay…”
After minutes, Jackie’s weeping slowed, and she shifted a little to allow Marco and Star to hold her closer. Soon, she stopped crying all together, and she wiped her eyes with a tissue Marco handed her.
“Thanks, you guys,” she sniffed. “Gimme a second.”
She went into the bathroom, and Marco and Star heard water running.
When Jackie emerged a couple of minutes later, Marco was a bit surprised by her appearance. She was still wearing the same clothes, and she hadn’t done anything with her hair, but her face was different. Her eyes still were a bit red and puffy, but the look in them seemed brighter. And her lips had a hint of a smile. She looked more like a cheerful person having an allergy attack than like someone who had just been crying over a breakup.
Now that Marco thought about it, he realized that Star had undergone a similar emotional transformation the previous day. She’d been pretty down that morning, but after their meeting with the Oracle, she’d become a lot more upbeat. Much like Marco’s previously sick-as-a-dog mom, who this morning had somehow bounced back and seemed as healthy and cheerful as ever.
“Thanks again, you guys,” Jackie said. “I feel a lot better now.”
“I’m really glad,” Marco replied.
“So, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?”
Marco looked at Star. He wasn’t sure whether what was about to come out of her mouth would be awkward, embarrassing, or horrifying, but this was going to be a train wreck regardless.
“Well,” Star began brightly, “we just found out that Marco is destined to be the new king of Mewth-”
“I’ve been calling it Earni,” Jackie interrupted.
“-or Earni, or whatever,” Star went on. “Which is important because according to the Oracle, this dimension is in danger, and the king and his nine queens are the only ones who can save it. He’s got one queen, me, and now he needs eight more. Oh, and he has to get them all pregnant so they’ll be protected from the invaders’ mind control.
“So,” Star concluded, “how ‘bout you come live with us? Then Marco can knock us up, and we can help him get some more wives and knock them up, and we can all be a family.”
This is it, Marco thought. This is where the train goes off the tracks. Or plunges off the bridge. Or smashes head-first into another train. And I don’t want to see it. But I can’t look away.
“Really?” Jackie replied slowly.
“Yup,” Star said. “Besides, if you like girls, we’re gonna have lots of girls at our place. You know, hangin’ out all night, eatin’ ice cream, wearin’ skimpy nightgowns, havin’ pillow fights…”
“So…” Jackie probed, “it’ll be like a sorority from an Eighties sex comedy?”
“Um, sure!” Star replied, obviously not getting the reference. “And speaking of sex…well, even though you’ll be Marco’s bride, you can bet there’s gonna be threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes, all with the other hot, young, nubile brides Marco is going to snag. So if you’re into guys and girls now, it’s win-win!”
Marco resisted slapping a hand over his eyes. He just stood there, awaiting Jackie’s response to Star’s utterly impolitic, straight-up-insane proposal.
Oh, boy, he thought, here comes the face-laughing. Or face-slapping. Will it be Star’s face, or mine? Maybe Jackie will make it a double.
“That…sounds…” Jackie began.
Marco found himself holding his breath.
“… awesome.”
“Yay!” Star shouted.
Marco gawked at Jackie in surprise.
“What?” he blurted. “Why would you want to…I mean, with me? The guy you broke up with?”
“Marco,” Jackie answered, “I broke up with you because I knew I couldn’t compete with Star. But now I don’t have to.” She looked at both him and Star as she added breathily, “Now, I get both of you.”
Jackie cleared her throat, and went on, “Also, the saving-the-world thing. That sounds super important.”
“Well, yeah,” Marco said. “But…don’t you want to finish high school? Go to college? Have a career and a sports coupe and a white picket fence?”
“Who knows if college is even a thing anymore?” Jackie replied. “And white picket fences aren’t what they used to be.”
She pointed out the window at a Mewnian-style cottage across the street, where the picket fence was leaning forward to growl at a passing pedestrian in a suit and tie. The man quickened his step.
“If I have to choose,” Jackie continued, “between being alone, with no idea about the future, and a life of guaranteed awesomeness with you guys—I mean, how is that even a choice?”
“But-”
“Take me to your place,” Jackie cut in, putting both hands around one of Marco’s. “I don’t want to waste any more time.”
If it had been any other girl—other than Star, anyway—perhaps Marco could have put up more resistance. Maybe he could have kept from crumbling like an overbaked sugar cookie at the first hint of temptation.
But this was Jackie. Jackie, who was every bit as beautiful and wonderful and sexy and good as Star. And Marco couldn’t deny that deep down, some part of him had wanted a second chance with her ever since she broke up with him. Nor could Marco deny the feeling of arousal that was starting to overcome him at the thought of having sex with her. They’d never gotten past second base when they were dating.
“Okay,” Marco replied.
“Then let’s go!” Star crowed.
***
“So, you guys have your own castle, huh?” Jackie asked as they rode the elevator up to the top of the Sunrise Highrise Apartments. A doorman had simply handed keys to all three of them when they entered the building, then bowed and hurried away.
“Castle-slash-penthouse, I guess,” Marco replied.
When the elevator doors opened, Star and Jackie each had a firm grip on one of Marco’s hands as they walked into the entrance hall. Each of them gazed around like a wide-eyed tourist.
“Whoa,” Jackie said. “I’ve never seen anything like this.”
“I don’t think too many people have,” Star replied. “Look at the banners. Half of them are Mewnian royal crests, but I’m not sure about the others.”
Pointing at a banner with a bear logo, Marco said, “That’s the California state flag.” Then he turned to indicate a banner with a stylized image of a wildcat. “That’s the Echo Creek Pumas, our Triple-A baseball team. And hey,” he added, pointing to a third banner that read “Tacos” in a stylized red-and-white script, “the Britta’s Tacos logo!”
“Now,” Star said, pointing down a stone-walled hallway with recessed overhead lighting, “if the layout of this place is still more or less the same as it was on Mewni, then the master bedroom is this way.”
“That is correct, Your Highnesses.”
All three of them jumped a little, then turned around to see an older Mewman man in elegant servants’ attire. He had a thin, neatly trimmed black mustache and white hair piled up in a neat pompadour.
“My apologies, Your Highnesses,’’ the man said. “I am Wigburn, the butler.”
“Of course, I remember you!” Star replied. “Guys, Wigburn was one of the valets at the castle back when my parents were king and queen. Or, thought they were.”
“Indeed, Your Highness,” Wigburn replied. “After the former butler, Manfred, chose to…pursue other opportunities…I was selected to replace him.”
Star nodded. Even though Mina Loveberry had not achieved her goal of overthrowing Queen Eclipsa and slaughtering every monster on Mewni, Manfred had still chosen to follow Mina and her loyalists into the woods at the end of the war. No one had seen him since. And it was clear that Wigburn was embarrassed by his former superior’s disloyalty.
“Should Your Highnesses require anything,” Wigburn went on, “please do not hesitate to summon me. Until then, I shall continue my efforts to obtain the ‘wi-fi’ that I am told the palace will require.”
“Thanks, Wiggy!” Star replied. Marco saw the man wince a little as he bowed, turned, and departed.
With Star pointing the way, she and Jackie half-walked, half-dragged Marco to the bedroom. When they opened the double doors, Jackie was staggered by the opulence of the room, and even Star and Marco were a bit stunned.
“Boy, they have really spruced up the place,” Star murmured.
The wood-paneled walls were dark and held a series of brass sconce lights with mica shades, which cast a warm but subdued light around the room. Even with his sneakers on, Marco could tell that the burgundy carpet was of the deepest pile. At the end of the room were a pair of open doors that led to two of the biggest walk-in closets any of them had ever seen. There were several velvet easy chairs, and in one corner was an elegant grandfather clock.
Ten dressers of ornate dark wood lined the two side walls. Above each dresser was an oval mirror with a wooden frame that included a circle at the top, above the mirror. The two mirrors closest to the bed had a symbol inside the circle: one a heart, the other a crescent moon. The circles above the other eight mirrors were empty.
“I guess those two are ours,” Star said to Marco. “And soon they’ll add one for Jackie.”
The room’s central feature was the bed, which was by far the biggest Marco had ever seen. The mahogany four-poster must have been three times the width of a king; in fact, Marco thought he could see lines beneath the giant sheets where the mattresses had been stitched together. A white lace canopy hung between the tops of the posts.
“Wow,” Jackie gasped. “Every girl in the world wants to lose her virginity in a bed as beautiful as this one.”
Marco could have passed out just from hearing Jackie say those words. He wasn’t sure how many times he’d fantasized about having sex with Jackie over the years, but it had been an awful lot. In fact, he was pretty sure that she was the first girl he’d ever fantasized about having sex with. When he and Jackie started dating, that dream had swam and leaped like a happy salmon down the river of his thoughts, hoping to be realized. But when Jackie broke up with him, Marco had put that dream to sleep and placed it in a box in the back of his mind, never to be opened.
Except now, the dream was alive again. Not just alive, but fully awake, and pounding on the lid of the box from the inside. Whatever Marco might have wanted, the dream wanted out.
“Is this really happening?” Marco murmured to no one.
“You bet your sweet hoodie it is,” Star replied, kicking off her shoes and then pulling her dress up and off so that she stood before Marco and Jackie in a lacy blue bra, white panties with little blue hearts on them, and her striped stockings. “Now get in that glorious bed with us and start lovin’ on your hot new fiancée.”
Before Marco could even begin to think of a response to that, Jackie pulled off her long-sleeved tee and then her sky-blue shorts so that now, both she and Star were stripped to their underwear in front of Marco. And even though Jackie’s underthings were plain white and of a purely utilitarian variety, seeing her in that state made Marco start to go hard.
But Jackie didn’t stop there. As Marco watched, transfixed, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, then pulled it off and dropped it to the floor. Her bare breasts were small and perfectly shaped, and her nipples were the most gorgeous shell-pink Marco could ever have imagined.
The box in Marco’s mind burst open. And then he was on her, kissing her more passionately than he ever had. Jackie threw her arms around him and fell backwards onto the big bed, pulling Marco down with her.
“I was wondering when Marco was going to get around to kissing the bride,” Star commented.
She hopped onto the bed next to them and watched avidly as Marco and Jackie made out with intense passion. Star was trying to decide whether to try to join in or just start playing with herself when Jackie’s hand suddenly shot out, grabbed Star’s head, and pulled her face to Jackie’s. Then Jackie kissed her, hard and open-mouthed.
Marco, meanwhile, took one of Jackie’s beautiful nipples into his mouth and sucked it gently for a long moment, making the girl moan into Star’s mouth. Then he did the same with Star’s, and then his face was being pulled back up to Jackie’s for another fiercely passionate kiss.
Marco was still fully dressed, so the moment he and Jackie came up for air, Star pulled off both his red hoodie and the black Mackie Hand T-shirt he had on underneath. Then she unbuttoned and unzipped the fly of his skinny jeans and yanked them partway down, taking his boxers with them and setting Polo free.
“Allow me to introduce you to Marco’s penis,” Star said to Jackie with a grin. “Isn’t it beautiful?”
“Oh, it’s perfect,” Jackie breathed. She looked up at Marco’s face and blushed. “When I used to imagine what your penis looked like, it was almost exactly like this.”
“You, uh, you thought about that?” Marco asked.
“Marco, just because a girl isn’t ready to go all the way doesn’t mean she doesn’t think about it.”
“Or rub one out thinking about it,” Star added, making a bit more of Jackie’s face go pink. “Now, wanna help me lick it?”
“Definitely,” Jackie replied.
With Jackie following Star’s lead, the two girls ran their tongues up either side of Marco’s shaft, slowly and repeatedly. Marco moaned.
“Oh…wow…”
They kept that up for a couple of minutes. Then Jackie took the head of Marco’s cock in her mouth and suckled it while Star continued tonguing his shaft and then moved down to his balls.
“Omigosh…” Marco gasped.
He knew what Star was up to: She had discovered the previous night that giving Marco oral sex was a good way to head off any potential protest on his part. But right now, he just didn’t care, because this experience was a new level of amazing. Jackie’s lips were soft and warm around his cock, and Star’s tongue flitted around his balls like a tiny pleasure-fairy.
Like Star the previous night, Jackie didn’t really know what she was doing. But Marco seemed to like it, which made Jackie feel good. And she felt even better when she thought about how the cock that was growing ever harder in her mouth—Marco’s cock—would soon be going inside her vagina. The thought made her take a couple more inches of his length into her mouth and suck him even harder.
“J- Jackie,” Marco stammered, “slow down, or I’ll- I don’t wanna-”
Jackie took Marco’s meaning and released him from her mouth. Then she lay down next to him.
“I’m ready, Marco,” she murmured in his ear.
“And I’m more than ready,” Marco panted.
“Do it, Marco,” Star said, sounding every bit as eager as her companions were. “Put it in her.” Then, taking Jackie’s hand, she said, “Oh, Jackie, you’re gonna love this.”
Marco moved on top of Jackie. The girl had never in her life felt such a powerful instinct as the one that now caused her legs to open wide, parting for Marco as readily as hot bathwater. Her hands went to his shoulders, and her eyes were locked on his.
“Marco,” she breathed. “It’s like every part of me wants you inside me.”
Marco, now horny beyond reason, panted, “I’d sure hate to disappoint every part of you.”
Jackie had spread so wide for him that he could easily find her entrance, so he put the head of his member between the lips of her pink sex and slid his cockhead down to where it needed to be.
“Yes,” Jackie said, desire overwhelming her. “Put it inside me. Please.”
Marco could hardly believe that he had just done this for the first time one night ago, and with a different girl, no less. But he couldn’t even begin to think about the heaviness of all that right now. Not when all he wanted to do was be inside this amazing, gorgeous, hot girl who wanted him with her whole body. So, as gently as he could manage, he pushed.
“Haaaaaaahhhhh,” Jackie sighed as Marco eased into her. “Haaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh…”
He hilted inside her, then took a moment to gaze at her face. As crazy and wrong as this situation seemed, in that moment, Marco wouldn’t have traded seeing Jackie’s sweet, beautiful face so close to his for anything.
“Jackie,” he murmured, “you feel so good inside…”
Her green eyes gazed into his as she answered, “Oh, Marco…it’s like you belong inside me…”
Marco began slowly pushing in and out of Jackie’s newly deflowered flower. Jackie’s eyes were closed and her lips were parted as her hands went to his hips, helping herself and Marco to move against each other. For Jackie, the action required almost no thought, as though some deep, primal instinct were guiding her.
“So beautiful…” Star whispered. “You two were born to do this…”
As Marco fucked Jackie slowly, Star leaned over and kissed her—gently at first, and then with increasing passion. Jackie wrapped her arms around Star’s neck and kissed her back just as passionately. Then, the moment the kiss was finished and Jackie let go of Star, Star’s head shot up, and she kissed Marco deeply and hungrily. As Marco reciprocated, he began to fuck Jackie faster.
“Oh yes,” Jackie moaned. “Kiss her, Marco… It’s so good to see you kiss Star and feel you inside me at the same time…”
Marco might have been ignorant about a lot of things when it came to girls, but he knew plenty about boys, including that getting it on with two gorgeous girls at the same time was the dream of a great many of them. He himself had certainly had a few fantasies in that vein.
Now, the reality was proving even sexier than the fantasy. Maybe it was because Marco’s fantasy had never included these two particular girls; much as he desired them both, he had never been able to imagine any scenario, however far-fetched, in which sex among Star, Jackie, and himself could actually happen.
But it was happening, and the fact that both girls seemed to be so into it was making it hotter than he ever could have hoped. Star was kissing him as passionately as she ever had, and Jackie—so warm and soft, so hot and tight, so sweet and loving—was moving beneath him just as ardently.
For Jackie, this was both the most erotic and the most intimate experience of her life. Feeling Marco’s body moving on top of her, inside her, and then being so close to the beautiful, naked, very aroused Star…it was overwhelming. So much so that she found herself speaking without conscious thought, and the words were ones that surprised even her.
“Get me pregnant, Marco,” she murmured in Marco’s ear. Then, louder, she moaned, “Oh, God, get me pregnant…put your baby inside me…please…”
“Yeah, Marco, knock her up,” Star breathed. “Give her a nice big baby-belly to go with mine.” Then she moved her lips from Marco’s ear to Jackie’s and whispered excitedly, “We can be preg-twinsies!”
“Oh God…oh yes,” Jackie panted in time with Marco’s thrusts. “Make a baby…in me…Marco…Make us…a family…”
“A family that loves you,” Star said, taking one of Jackie’s hands in both of hers. “And supports you, and listens to you, and gives you all the hot lovin’ you could ever want.”
Jackie began to move faster beneath Marco, and Marco was more than happy to speed up his thrusts to match hers.
Marco could almost feel Jackie’s arousal rising higher and higher. And then, somehow, he sensed another desire from her, something he instinctively knew would enhance her pleasure even further. So he grabbed Star’s hand and put it on one of Jackie’s breasts.
“Oh yes!” Jackie moaned. “Touch me! Squeeze me!”
Star was excited to give Jackie what she wanted, so she used both hands to feel the girl up, squeezing and massaging her nice little breasts.
The combination of Marco’s fucking and Star’s fondling was driving Jackie wild, making her babble. “Please don’t stop just don’t stop keep squeezing me keep fucking me please please please cum inside me I wanna feel it I wanna feel you shoot it in me!”
Marco couldn’t have held back for another second if he’d wanted to—not with Jackie literally begging him to cum inside her. He thrust in deep and hollered “AAAAAAH!” as he came, and then Jackie screamed “AAAAIIIIIAAAAAH!” and clutched Marco’s entire body with hers as she came, too.
“Wow…” Jackie panted afterward. “Oh, wow…”
“Yeah…” Marco breathed, rolling off of her and taking her hand in his.
“That was amazing, you guys!” Star exclaimed.
In Star’s mind, right now Marco and Jackie were the two sexiest people alive, and watching them fuck had really gotten her sexual juices flowing, literally and figuratively. Now, seeing Jackie lying spread-eagle on the bed like that, with arms and legs wide open and Marco’s cum leaking from her pussy, Star couldn’t resist her.
So Star rolled on top of Jackie and began kissing her ardently. Despite having just climaxed, Jackie put her arms around Star and kissed her just as passionately, seeming to instantly overcome the need to catch her breath. Obviously, Marco thought, Jackie was in very good shape.
Soon, Marco got so turned on by watching Jackie and Star that he already felt his erection coming back.
“You guys wanna roll over?” Marco said. “Because I’d like to give Jackie some more, um…”
“Love?” Jackie replied from beneath Star.
“Hot, hard, sweet love?” Star added.
“Oh yeah,” Marco said.
Star and Jackie turned over so that Jackie was on top. Excited to be helping Marco and Jackie fuck, Star wrapped her slim legs around Jackie’s waist, giving Marco plenty of room to kneel behind Jackie. Then Star reached down with both hands and pulled Jackie’s pussy open wide.
At that moment, Marco couldn’t think of anything that would have been more arousing than Star opening Jackie wide for him. Being about to fuck Jackie again was exciting enough; knowing that Star wasn’t merely okay with it but genuinely wanted him to do it made it extra-exciting.
He pushed into Jackie. The girl moaned and kissed Star passionately while also wrapping her arms around and under the former Mewnian princess. Then Jackie pulled their bodies together tightly, pressing her breasts against Star’s as they kissed open-mouthed.
Jackie moaned into Star’s mouth as Marco began to pump her slowly. Not only did she love the sensation of the handsome boy’s shaft moving inside her, but she was enjoying the way in which the movement made her and Star’s breasts massage each other.
Excited though he was, Marco wanted to take this nice and slow, to let Jackie enjoy it to the fullest. So for minute after minute, he pumped her at an easy pace, enjoying the feel of her hips—which had acquired a bit more womanly width in the months since they had stopped dating—in his hands, and the sounds Jackie and Star made as they kissed.
Eventually, though, Marco needed more. And somehow, even though he couldn’t see Jackie’s face, he sensed that she wanted more, too.
So he increased the speed of his thrusts. The little, random moans that Jackie had been making soon gave way to light panting as she moved in time with Marco.
Star put her hands on Jackie’s hips, her fingers touching Marco’s, and helped Jackie move. She noticed that Jackie had positioned herself so that her nipples brushed against Star’s each time Jackie moved forward or back. Star liked that, and Jackie clearly more than liked it, judging from the look on her face—lips parted, cheeks flushed, and eyes closed as though she were concentrating on nothing but the sensations of sex, and on moving her body to keep those sensations coming.
It wasn’t too much longer before Jackie was bucking hard above Star, and Marco was fucking her at a gallop. Jackie was panting harder now, each exhale a moan of pleasure that was louder than the last.
“Oh God,” she gasped. “Oh God, oh God, OH GOD YES!”
Jackie clutched Star tightly as she came, and Marco seized Jackie’s beautiful ass just as tightly while he shot another load as deep inside her as he could.
Then Jackie collapsed on top of Star. Marco stayed upright on his knees but rested his hands on the small of Jackie’s back.
“That was…so good…” Jackie panted. “I never knew…I never imagined…it could be…that good…”
“I’m glad,” Marco puffed. “It was great…for me too…”
Marco felt deeply satisfied, but at the same time, he also felt a need for more. And he realized that somehow, that sensation of satisfaction was not just his but Jackie’s, and that the sense of need belonged to both him and Star.
So Marco wasn’t completely surprised when Star rolled herself and Jackie over, putting herself on top, and said, “My turn.”
“Oh yeah it is,” Marco replied.
It was another hour before the three were ready to sleep. And when they did finally drift off, they all had smiles of deep satisfaction on their sleeping faces.
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Smooshed, or, The Nine Wives of Marco Diaz