Steamed Bun
Bright and early in the morning, on a calm and peaceful day, a bundle of close friends lied snoozing deeply under a large, heavy duvet. They had all spent the previous night drinking and partying until they could barely stand. It was a miracle that they even managed to find their quarters amidst their drunken stupor, let alone pushing their beds together into a single, large platform of softness.
All around the room lied pieces of clothing previously worn by each, respective occupant, as well as a couple of sandals hanging from the ceiling light. The furniture had remained sort of intact, if slightly tossed about. All in all it looked like a tornado had made a brief appearance, although this was nothing compared to the rest of the ship, or the men's quarter for that matter.
In the middle of the mess was the three joined beds, positioned at a slight angle and on top of them lied Nami, Carrot and Robin, happily snoring away in a quiet and adorable fashion. Being the softest and the fluffiest of them all, Carrot had been tucked in between both Nami and Robin who slept on her left and right. She had become an excellent source of both comfort and warmth during lonely and/or cold night, and this morning was no different.
It was a cold day, the kind which chills would penetrate even the most insulated of rooms. No matter of snugly they had bundled up and no matter the girth of their cover, the frosty air had seeped in-between the bottom of the door and the floor. They were, in all likelihood, getting fairly close to a winter island and were now instinctively squeezing closer to one another for warmth.
Carrot was in a precarious situation. Both her arms were being used as pillows for her friends, while each of her plump thighs had gotten wrapped up in two pairs of legs. She was still fast asleep however, not minding the fact that she was being used as a make-shift body-pillow. That said, things were getting slightly out of hand as both Robin and Nami wrapped themselves even tighter around her fuzzy person. With each passing moment, her deep slumber was slowly being replaced by drowsy awakening.
As she opened her eyes and yawned deeply at maximum capacity, Carrot quickly realized that she could barely move. Both her friends were pressed up against her, their cheeks against hers, their breasts resting next to her own and their limbs tangled up like bundle of thick and stiff, but soft rope. She smirked happily, feeling both loved and needed.
A couple of moments later, once her sentience had kicked in, she noticed two hands resting upon her soft belly. One of them belonged to the red-head on her left and whenever Carrot tried to move, it would tighten its grip to make sure she remained in place. The second one, no doubt being part of the archaeologist on her right, was moving up and down ever so slightly.
Carrot could feel each individual finger caressing her belly, ruffling through her fur carefully and the occasional nail gently brushing against her skin. She managed a soft, content purr before feeling herself melt into a wonderful, content bliss. Although that would not last for much longer, until it began to wander outside of its resting place. The curious hand suddenly crept much farther downwards and managed to find an even softer patch of fuzz. The mink yelped quietly as the playful hand slid down between her legs, stopping just above her lower lips. She felt a sudden rush of redness filling her cheeks as she steered her eyes towards the owner of said hand.
The young girl found herself being stared at by a gaze sharper than the thinnest of blades, yet these eyes were not malevolent, they were playful and hungry. Robin watched as the confused mink flared up with a blush and asked, with an cute smile. "Mind if I turn up the heat?". Carrot wasn't quite sure what she meant. There was no radiator in sight and no fireplace to be seen.
Without the tiniest of warning, the hand suddenly dove downwards once more, brushing gently against her body and folded around her groin with a swift and slippery movement. A jolt of surprise and pleasure shot through her body as she jerked in response to the naughty sensation. Her lips parted, and a soft, precious moan slipped out of her mouth as Robin skillfully slid her fingers along the curves of the soft, fluffy mound.
On the other side, Nami groaned tiredly and shifted slightly in her spot, still asleep but somewhat grumpy about the sudden jolt from her living pillow. Her hand had also begun to shift on its own, but instead moved in a jerky fashion until it found one of Carrot's large, firm breasts. Nami wrapped her hand around her and squeezed down on the delicate flesh, causing another adorable moan to leave the mink it belonged to.
Another tightening of limbs would occur whenever Carrot jerked from the sudden pleasure, forcing her legs open just a little bit more until they couldn't possible spread much further. This, consequentially, gave Robin all the room she needed to tease the poor thing, to play and toy with her exposed sex without a single worry. Refraining from any and all reactions caused by the playful hand was near impossible, and even as Robin gestured her to remain quiet, Carrot just couldn't do it.
Lying trapped between the two, naked ladies, with her pussy and clit being slowly, softly and relentlessly teased by the older woman, Carrot whimpered pleasantly as her toes began to curl. Even her ears seemed to straightened into an adorable stiffness as the now slippery fingers traced over and between her lips.
Another soft, quiet moan was released as Robin began to slide herself into the mink, all while she rested her head against Carrot's shoulder and whispering words of encouragement and naughty words into her ear. "Good girl... Just let your body enjoy the moment." Robin's sultry voice sparked a fierce flame in the body of the trapped mink, fueling her needs and pushing her arousal into the sky. Her hands, placed beyond the bodies of her friends, grabbed onto the sheets and tugged on them as her body began to beg for more.
Even as her entirety burned hot from the ministrations of Robin's fingers, the heat would still increase. Carrot was like a fuzzy furnace, finally providing the warmth necessary to make her friends truly content. And, surely enough, Robin sighed happily as she snuggled up even closer around her play-thing - the brisk chill had been thwarted at long last. Of course, this didn't mean Robin was going stop and, instead, only gave her even more reason to continue.
Now panting and twitching like horny clockwork, Carrot dropped all effort in remaining quiet and simply let her voice echo softly throughout the room. The many tongues that had grown out of her friend's palm was driving her crazy as they slid, lapped and wriggled all over and inside of her wet pussy. Many of them had even coiled and wrapped themselves as a pseudo-limb, only vaguely reminiscent of a thick penis. Together, they were now exploring her pussy with an immaculate precision, brushing against all of her most sensitive spots, teasing and pleasuring her into a frenzy of lust.
Her brain was a puddle of lewd thoughts and desire for released, repeating the same word over and over again as she could feel the slowly approaching orgasm. "Cum, cum, cum, cum!" her mind roared. The poor thing was quivering in delight, unable to remain still and feeling her muscles stiffen and relax periodically as the moments passed. Her teeth dug softly into the quivering lips, gnawing and pulling on them as her back arched from the bed. To her side, Robin was grinning mischievously as she watched the reactions of the adorable mink in her, observing the result of each, individual tease.
Oh she loved to watch the young woman in such a blissful state, struggling to keep herself from waking up the sleeping navigator, all while doing her best to reach that wonderful orgasm. Robin felt herself getting more and more excited as the grip of Carrot's pussy grew tightest around her fingers and tongues. "Just a little longer..." she hummed softly. "And I will..." she paused briefly, ending all movement below, giving Carrot a momentary pause before Robin would resume.
Carrot groaned and trembled on the edge, gritting her teeth as her eyes begged for mercy, for that final push. Robin couldn't help herself as she saw the pleading mink and with fierce fingering, easily threw her friend off of the metaphorical cliff and plunged her into the abyss of pure ecstasy.
With a swift tug on the sheets, Carrots clamped down on the bed with all her might, one of her ears shot out completely straight as the other curled up into an adorable, fuzzy roll. Her eyes went blank as she stared into the ceiling. What followed was one of the most pleasant experiences she had enjoyed in recent years. Pleasure exploded throughout every inch of her body and with such an intense force that she immediately drenched the hand fucking her pussy. A single, soundless gasp slipped out of her as she came her brains out. Soon thereafter, it was followed by loud, trembling moans, strained with lust and relief as the juices continued to pour out of her. Robin let out of a sigh of satisfaction as she continued to tease and fuck the cumming mink, giving her as much pleasure as possible.
Her body shook and jerked, up and down, from side to side as she remained stuck between her friends. Nami, who had been fast asleep until now, awoke to find Carrot in this lovely state and groaned with an unrestrained approval. Her hand which had so neatly cupped one of the breasts now quickly began to fondle it, caressing and teasing the stiffened nipple in tandem with Carrots spasms of pleasure.
By the time the two had finished the job, Carrot had been turned into a quivering puddle of fur, juices and drool. Her eyes were vacant of thought and her jaw slack from the half-dozen of orgasms she had ben put through.
"There we go, much better." Robin chuckled playfully as she admired the wetness of her hand. "I do love some steamed bun in the morning..."
"I-I'm... aaaah... a r-rabbit..." Carrot moaned out in clarification. No one was listen.
"I'm a bit envious of your ingenuity, Robin... I had never considered this as an option - we should do this more often, if not every morning from now on!"
The two grinned devilishly as they returned their attention back to the tired mink, cuddling up to her and, with a joint effort, began to tease the poor thing once more.