Part 1: Jauned Anthology/Weiss(RWBY)

Description: Jaune cucks people.

Tags: Maledom, Big Dick, NTR, BSS, Netorare, Cuckold, Cheating, Open Relationship, Breeding, Rough Sex.

Neptune Schnee (formerly Neptune Vasilias) was using his laptop. He had met Weiss Schnee at Beacon and finally married her a few years ago. Many would find fault with how he took up his wife's surname or the fact that he married into a wealthier family. He was not like the late Jacques Schnee, who wanted to social climb his way into the aristocracy. Neptune got together with Weiss and decided to just roll with it. Of course, some may view him as a trophy husband––a man living off his wife's riches.

To be honest, Neptune didn't really give a damn about what people thought. Sure, he was given a position in management that required little to no qualifications (honestly, he spent his days at work just telling people what to do and making sure employees didn't get into trouble), but at least he was set for life. He was married to Weiss Schnee, who was considered the cream of the crop of ideal marriage partners among influential people. Weiss, who would inevitably inherit the Schnee Dust Company, decided that her life was her own, and saw to it that she would run the company as CEO, overtaking Whitley in influence and prestige. Weiss rather married Neptune, who was content with his comfortable lifestyle, than some blueblood who wanted to take full control of the

corporation.

Chuckling to himself, Neptune considered his current situation to be extremely fortunate; not only did he enjoy premium luxuries, but he also got to socialize with other people of Weiss' class level. The two attended several balls throughout the year––charities, opera concerts, holiday celebrations––and he got it on with some of the other ladies there.

Weiss had no issue with it, due to them agreeing to have an open relationship. Unsurprisingly, Neptune was the one who utilized it the most, as his job had little true work. Weiss had an entire company to run, and she was busy most times of the week, be it at home or at the office.

The blue-haired lad sighed as he remembered the fancy women he got it on with. A lot of them were rich, hungry cougars; widows who have been looking for some fun. Others have been fellow trophy spouses like himself; their older husbands unable to get it up anymore. The former huntsman even got it on with a few maids in the Schnee household; all these women just couldn't say no to his perfect smile and charming features. It helped that he was well-mannered and flirtatious, traits which were left over from his teenage years as an incorrigible flatterer.

Beep.

Raising an eyebrow, Neptune clicked on a notification he received––an email. It was sent by an anonymous account, which the software only recognized as 'unknown sender'. The email had no subject, and no real written content; the only thing present was an attached video file.

He played it.

A scene soon unfolded, one which was set in a dimly lit bedroom. Soon, a door on the side busted open, with two dark figures entering. Neptune saw two shadows, one of which was greatly larger than the other. Inaudible noises were heard, making Neptune turn the volume up. He was slightly surprised to hear noises of smooching and slurping––the sound products of an active makeout session.

"Fuck, I've been wanting this for a loooong time."

"Urgh, ah! Not so rough, you dolt!"

Neptune blinked. The first voice was familiar, but the second voice was undoubtedly Weiss'. Was this a tryst without him? He'd thought that his wife was too busy to have sex with him, much less have sex with other men. To think that she was able to get something out of the open relationship they established. Hm.

The blue-haired man watched as the two figures writhed in their shared embrace, still producing wet noises. Weiss' lover loomed over her by at least a foot, shown by the little illumination present in the room as mere shadows. The two dark figures' makeout session increased in fervor, which aroused Neptune. Damn, this was hot. Eventually, the twosome moved to another corner of the room (without breaking their lip-to-lip), with the male figure carrying Weiss by her supple thighs.

Click.

The lights finally turned on, and Neptune was mildly surprised to see who it was.

Jaune Arc.

Weiss had told Neptune about Jaune before, about how he tried (and failed) to become her suitor. This was during their time in Beacon, and Neptune remembered how Jaune convinced him to go back to his date with Weiss at the school dance. Fun memories. The pretty boy was moderately surprised at Weiss' choice, particularly because the aristocrat had never held the Arc lad in high regard. She described him with a range of negative adjectives, ranging from 'dense' to 'insufferable'. Of course, this was just talking about his casual personality. Neptune knew about the blond's exploits as a huntsman, one of the few who still actively practiced and pursued Grimm-slaying as a main livelihood.

"Oh, oh, oh." Weiss let out a throaty groan. "You––you're quite the good kisser. Do we really need the lights on?"

"I can't bang a bitch properly if I can't see." Neptune raised an eyebrow at Jaune's crass word choice. He knew the blond man as someone 'goofily adorkable' as Ruby put it. Neptune never would have thought that Jaune would act this way.

"Don't call me a bitch," Weiss said, panting. "I'm not some Faunus hussie for you to mount and sleep with."

"Nrgh, Human, Faunus, who cares." the blond slurred out. "You're all going to be bitches to me, anyway."

Watching closely, Neptune noticed that both of them were quite red in the face. Weiss squinted her eyes and avoided looking at the ceiling light. The trophy husband inferred that his wife was quite tipsy, with Jaune leaning towards being completely drunk.

Weiss broke off from the blond's grip on her legs, landing wobbly on her feet. Neptune was then treated to a view of Weiss entire attire which consisted of a shimmery party dress coupled with high heels. The dress hugged Weiss' curves nicely, the heiress-turned-CEO having developed nicely over the years, looking more like her sister in physique. While not as tall as Winter, there were perks of having a short yet stacked woman as a wife.

Weiss pointed a haughty finger at Jaune, who was dressed in a suit. "Listen here, Arc." she garbled a bit. "This is just an uninvolved, uncomplicated fling. It's very simple, and there will be no feelings afterwards, is that clear?"

"Yeah, yeah. I've had one-night stands before, you know." The taller man rolled his eyes as he stripped his black coat off, leaving him in just his shirt and slacks. "Besides, I'm not the one cheating on my husband, aren't I?"

"We're both part of the same hypocrisy, alright?" Weiss huffed. "Except Neptune and I have an open relationship. He's more than alright with me doing this. After all, I know about every single woman he has slept with."

Neptune paused the video. He frowned. She knew what now? That's kind of awkward. He didn't like the notion of his wife hiring private investigators to stalk his own flings. He unpaused the clip.

"Uh, stalker much?" Neptune nodded at Jaune's statement, the blond's sharing the blue-haired man's unnerved look. Guys never liked talking about the things they did, or the people they did, especially if it was taboo, socially unacceptable, or extremely bad. Locker room talk stayed in the locker room. "Though I don't think I'd be alright with Pyrrha doing stuff with men I don't know."

"Enough. Are you having second thoughts?" the white-haired woman impatiently said. She stepped out of her heels and turned around, barefoot. "Unzip me, please."

The camera's point of view never changed, the scene fixed in place. With Weiss still standing at the side of the bed, Neptune watched as Jaune approached her from behind. He dragged the zipper down slowly, every grinding noise made being picked up by the camera's microphone. Soon, the former huntress' pale, pristine back was exposed to the blond. Her slender frame displayed more pronounced shoulder blades which looked stunningly sexy. From undoing the garment, Weiss' black bra straps appeared; lacy yet still functional in nature.

"Let me feel your tits," Jaune grunted, before tearing at the undergarment's dark straps. He tossed the black bra aside, freeing a pair of D-cup breasts, weighty flesh globes. Neptune watched as Jaune's meaty palms roamed to cup his wife's tits, which had grown in size over the years. Weiss threw her head to the side and moaned, getting off from the blond's rough manhandling. "Maidenfucker, these are real?"

"O-of course they're real, you dolt." Another groan escaped the former huntress' mouth. "What do you think of me? I'm not so low as to augment my assets. I'm gifted, and you should know that."

"Well, excuse me. How should I know that the Ice Sheet––er," Jaune stuttered as Weiss looked back and glared. He corrected himself. "––that the Ice Queen would end up having a pair of all naturals?"

"I'll ignore that 'sheet' bit." Weiss turned her head forward once more. "Have you not seen my sister? People have said we would be indistinguishable, had it not been for our evident height difference."

"Hm. How can I look away when you have an ass like this?" Jaune muttered, as he began grinding his crotch on the heiress' apple-shaped rump. He did so as he planted hickeys on her slender neck, the rich woman purring in response. The blond also pinched the white-haired woman's pink nipples, making her breathing erratic. The three-way nerve stimulation on her neck, her chest mounds, and her butt seemed like too much for the aristocrat. Neptune felt himself grow hard. It was like watching a professional porno.

Weiss' hands trailed to rub the man's clothed crotch, feeling up a bulge. "Well, well, well. It looks like your little friend is eager to have an appointment with me~"

The voyeur raised an eyebrow. Weiss never sounded that sultry with him before. That was certainly new. Perhaps the alcohol in her system made her more…open, to a little bit of flirting. Looking at the timestamp on the video, Neptune recalled the date to be the night of the Beacon Reunion, around two months ago. He had woken up the morning after in bed with Yang and Blake, the blonde woman merely smirking while the cat Faunus blushed up and stammered. Good memories. Going back, he thought that Weiss had left him behind and returned to their home in Atlas, but upon arriving himself he saw that the Schnee woman was nowhere to be found. She arrived a day later saying she had sudden business in Vale with a great business partner.

Weird. Why would she lie, he thought. He knew Weiss to be stoic, so maybe she didn't like talking about sex with him? Then again, he was the one benefitting from their open relationship the most, yet she never questioned him. Perhaps Weiss didn't see flings as anything worth conversing about. Neptune's thoughts made him lose focus on the video, until he heard a gasp from his wife.

"Oh, wow." Weiss said. Neptune looked up at the scene before him. She was kneeling naked, face-to-face with Jaune's groin area. Weiss' dress was strewn on the side, the woman only in dark panties. She had already pulled his pants and boxers down, and the blond himself was shirtless. Now fully nude, Neptune saw a rugged, masculine body––one etched with muscles and visible scars––which signified Jaune's career choice. Out of practice, Neptune's own physique deteriorated slightly. Though he still maintained a fit form, he lacked typical traits of an active huntsman; manly traits which Jaune Arc still retained. However, Jaune muscles were not the focus of Neptune's gaze, nor were they the reason behind Weiss' surprise. They were impressive, indeed, but they were not the Arc's greatest quality.

Jaune Arc's greatest quality was an unassuming beefy pole sticking out between his legs, a lengthy erection with the girth of a soda can.

Neptune had to stop his jaw from dropping. He didn't need a ruler; he himself knew that Jaune's huge penis was longer and wider than his own. Thick veins criss-crossed the shaft, pulsing with energy. Large testicles hung underneath the phallus, the ballsack itself looking very bloated. Neptune felt a certain twinge in his chest. Sure, they had an open relationship, but he felt a bit uncomfortable about watching his wife have sex with man who possessed a larger member than he did.

"Maiden," Weiss inhaled. "I-it's massive. You had this in between your legs?"

"Like it?" Jaune snickered a bit before his tone went dead serious. "Get on the fucking bed, slut. I'm going to resize you."

Neptune expected Weiss to indignantly counter the man's command, and start arguing about her own self-worth as a woman running one of Remnant's biggest corporations. Instead Weiss nodded obediently and climbed onto the bed, crawling on all fours. Her pale bubble butt was raised, with Jaune rubbing her naked ass cheeks. Looking over her shoulder, Weiss whimpered at her lover as he slid down her panties, exposing her wet pussy to the room's cool air. Neptune then watched as Jaune kneeled on the floor beside the bed to bury his face into the Schnee's rump.

The blue-haired voyeur's gaze never left the video, intently taking in his wife's every motion and oration. From Weiss' purrs and moans, Neptune deduced that Jaune was very skilled in the art of oral giving. The blond was lapping the white-haired woman's slick folds, planting his mouth directly onto her bottom. It was obvious that Jaune's technique surpassed Neptune's own; Weiss was getting more and more vocal as time went by, the blond quickening his tongue wriggling. In time, the heiress came, shuddering as several loud spurts were heard from her groin area. A trail of clear fluids leaked out of her poontang, Jaune backing away to let the discharge run its course.

"Hah, hah, yes~" Weiss breathed, lowering her front to relax a bit. The rich girl still kept her ass up, which Jaune took advantage of and began massaging. "Your tongue is amazing…hey, is that your––?"

"Cockhead? Yep." With a visible grin on his face, Jaune plunged into Weiss' cunt without warning.

"AAAAAH!"

A piercing scream escaped Weiss' throat as Neptune watched his stacked, shorty of a wife get railed by the other man's monster cock. The man watched his wife get stretched out as the woman herself took the full brunt of Jaune's fast and brutal fucking. Her large chest was mashed into the mattress, treating the blue-haired viewer to a nice side view of the copulating pair. The blond man was slamming the slender woman's pert backside onto his own crotch, savage bottoming out inside the woman's tight snatch with every piston of his hips.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck my tight pussy, yes!" The Schnee woman was deliriously enjoying Jaune's cock, despite gripping the sheets below her as the bed rocked from the force of the blond's movements. "Oh, Dust! You're making a new woman out of me! Oh, gods!"

"Hah, I never would have thought I'd get to bang your fine ass." Jaune grunted as he continued raw dogging the small female without restraint. "I was surprised you were serious about this. I thought you hated my guts."

"Ugh, ahn, fuck me, shit!" Weiss tried to get a full sentence out. "I was––ungh, fuck––jealous! Pyrrha kept bragging about––ah, ah, YES! About your cock size earlier, with the girls––augh!"

Jealous? Weiss? Neptune felt slightly depressed. Surely, he had sated her during their own sexy times, right? True, Neptune favored more steady love making over mindless ramming and slamming. But he was positive that he had done more than just get Weiss off.

Jaune leaned down, nuzzling the bottom woman's neck. "Well, Pyr is a very lucky woman." the blonde chuckled. "Hopefully by tonight, you'll understand exactly how lucky. How many times did you cum, bitch?"

"F-f-four––FUCK!" Weiss threw her head back. "Five."

"Tell me, did that wimp Neptune ever make you cum this much?"

Perhaps it was due to her inebriated state, Neptune's heart broke when he heard Weiss honest reply. "N-no."

"Fuck yeah." The Arc lad wore a triumphant smile on his face as he continued bucking his hips in reckless abandon. "I guess now you know what you missed out on, huh Weiss?"

Weiss continued to moan, and Jaune continued to grunt. The two copulating individuals never stopped their intercourse, leaving Neptune's heart in agony for several minutes. Every long scream indicated an orgasm experienced by his wife, a pleasurable high achieved by getting wrecked by a bigger man's huge cock. Neptune counted thirteen said screams in total, and he was sure that by now Weiss' lower body had begun to lose all control.

The conclusion to their romp seemed imminent when the dominant blond shoved his entire member into his lover's abused vagina. Reacting to this, Weiss planted her face into the mattress, muffling her euphoric scream. Neptune heard loud splotches from the audio, likely emanating from their joined sexes. For a while it became silent, the two naked adults sweating from their heated congress.

Jaune huffed like a bull as he pulled his big dick out of Weiss' cream snatch, unplugging the hole and allowing a waterfall of semen to ooze out. The woman slumped forward and down, exhausted from having her hole resized by the big blond. Neptune panicked, realizing that the man had finished inside the used CEO.

"Fuck, that was great. I bet you're glad you're in an open relationship, slut." Jaune spanked Weiss bare butt cheek. Neptune scowled, disapproving of how the other man treated her. "Get up, bitch. I've got a few more rounds in me."

"Hrmm, mrgh ugh." was the woman's only reply.

"Fine, I'll do all the work. I hope it's your safe day, otherwise you might have a blond baby growing inside of you soon."

The female moans resumed, which made Neptune hover the cursor over the video timeline to see how long it was. The file was a good two hours long––a time which shocked the blue-haired man. He stopped the video immediately, dragging it across his desktop into the trash bin. He then promptly deleted it.

Neptune stood up, deciding to go and work out in the Schnee Manor's private gym. That video left some negative thoughts in his mind––ones which he retained in his heart regardless of the open nature of the married couple's relationship. The video hurt him, yes, but it still gave him a feeling of guilty pleasure, watching his wife get fucked by another man.

He needed to go for a run.

=––=

A second video was sent to him.

This was a few days after he received the first video, and Neptune watched with wide eyes as yet another scene unfolded before him. This time, he clenched his fists in silent fury as he recognized the setting: his and Weiss' bedroom. Worst of all, there was no foreplay like the first video; instead, the clip opened with the two adulterers mid-coitus. Weiss was riding Jaune in the reverse cowgirl position, the blond's massive member especially visible due to the camera angle capturing how the white-haired woman's pussy sank down on the bloated organ.

"Hah, hoh, oh gods, yes!" Weiss threw her head back in an orgasm. "T-that's number eleven."

"Ugh, I'm about to nut." Jaune bellowed as he ejaculated. Weiss lifted herself with her shaky legs, allowing her pussy to slide off the blond's massive penis. Fluids spilled out of the woman's stretched hole as Jaune's condom-covered cock was revealed. A prominent bulge in the rubber was shown, visually displaying the sheer amount of semen ejaculated to the viewer.

"Ah, that sucks. We're out of condoms already." Jaune said, checking a box on the nightstand.

"W-what!? That was a pack of ten!" Weiss turned around and grabbed the box from Jaune. "You jest."

"Dumb bitch," Jaune grunted and lightly slapped Weiss' bubble butt. "How about you first count the number of condoms on the bed before talking."

Leaning in closer to the monitor, Neptune realized that there were a number of used condoms on his and Weiss' marriage bed. Some of them were tied up, while others were loose and spilling cum on the sheets. He clenched his teeth. That was the bed he slept on every night, damn it!

"Okay, no worries––I think we have an extra condom here…" Weiss rummaged through the drawer next to Neptune's side of the bed. "Here. Put this on."

Neptune realized that the extra condom was the one he usually kept in case of surprise sexy times with his wife. Jaune looked down at the packet Weiss placed on his hand, frowning. "Are you fucking serious?"

"What would be the problem?"

"This is too small for me. Shit, it isn't even the same brand as the one I usually use."

"Does it matter?"

"Yeah, of course it does." Jaune ripped the sachet open, preparing to wear the rubber. "If the material's weak, then it's riskier for you. Besides, I don't want my dick to choke. You yourself know how much I grow inside you, right."

Neptune could only grimace as his wife didn't even verbally reply, the nubile woman merely blushing as she began to mount her bull once more. The blond on video merely shrugged and wore the rubber around his sausage, covering his fat member with the translucent green material.

"Fuck, this shit is tight." The Arc male was correct; unlike the previous condom, which covered the man's entire shaft, the condom size Neptune used was completely inadequate. Only half of the girthy length was covered, and several veins on the penis looked like they were about to pop. Jaune flashed a strained smile. "Let me guess. Pretty boy Neptune has a pretty pencil dick?"

"Don't, augh, talk about him right now," Weiss managed, as she descended onto Jaune's fat member. Neptune watched as Weiss' vagina took in several inches of the man's cock, making the wide organ disappear inside her like a magic trick. Still in the reverse cowgirl position, the working wife began to bounce herself on her lover's cock, her sizable tits jiggling in the process.

"Augh, hrn, ugh, ahn!" The white-haired aristocrat moaned, looking more and more like a prostitute than a CEO. She couldn't help it. Length aside, Jaune's dick was girthier than anything she took in since she lost her virginity.

To her husband watching the video, he was partly mesmerized and partly disgusted at the sight of his own wife taking in a cock bigger than his own. Slowly, Neptune realized that he began to rub his own member through his pants, getting hard very quickly.

Screeches of pleasure continued over several minutes. Neptune found his own rush, watching his wife get off with her bull. He was approaching orgasm soon.

"It's nice that you're enjoying yourself, but are you really sticking to the whole 'safe sex' thing?" Jaune raised an eyebrow as he reclined and let Weiss do all the work. "If you go that fast, the condom might break and––oh, shit."

"W-what? Hah, ahn, fuck, I'm cumming!"

"So that's what you want." Jaune wore a sinister grin on his face––not the evil kind, but the mischievous kind. "You said it isn't a safe day for you, yet here you are, riding my dick with only the flimsiest of protection."

The blond suddenly pulled his hands away from the back of his head, placing them firmly on Weiss' taut waist.

"Why would the great and responsible Weiss Schnee take a risk like that, exactly?" Jaune continued, slowly taking control of their coupling. "It's simple: she wants the condom to break and get herself knocked up."

"No, I––ah! Oh, fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck yes!" The Schnee slut screamed as she felt her insides get rearranged. Jaune had now taken full control, using his strong huntsman arms to manhandle Weiss on his dick, using her like a curvaceous fleshlight. He pulled her down and bucked his hips up with increasing ferocity, like a bull eagerly mating his desired female.

"Urk!" Neptune came on his own, too aroused by the footage of his wife getting fucked. He looked down to see his crotch, now stained with his own fluids.

"You little slut." Jaune growled. "You want to get pregnant, don't you? You grew yourself a pair of titties to swing around because you would just love to have them filled with milk, didn't you?"

"I––fuck––am not––oh gods––A SLUT!" Weiss let out a guttural moan as she came again.

"YES, YOU ARE!" Jaune bellowed, spanking the woman's pale backside red. "You just love to shake your hips for big dicks like mine. You want this. You want to get bred, don't you? Just like those Faunus bitches hate. Believe me, Weiss. You're just another filthy whore."

"Oh, oh, oh! Gods, you're in my cervix. You're in my cervix, fuck!"

"You hated it, didn't you. Missing out on my dick." the blond said. "You heard stories from Pyrrha, and you just couldn't stand the loss in opportunity. You're a businesswoman, Weiss. Tell me, how bad was your own investment? What, Neptune not as good as me? Or is it not as big as me?"

Neptune felt humiliated. First, his wife was outed as a whore, and second, he was pitifully aware of how he measured up to the Arc male.

"You hear those thuds? Yeah, I'm knocking on your womb, bitch. Let's see if your man's condom can hold my swimmers. Cumming in three––"

"Agh, ahn, ah!"

"––two––"

"Huhn, ogh, ogya, hogh!"

"––one."

"AHHHHHH!"

Jaune pulled Weiss down on his dick one last time. For a while, the two didn't separate, both of them locked in place and simply vocalizing their joint orgasms. Jaune groaned, while Weiss moaned and quivered. Neptune watched as his wife's legs shivered throughout the stimulating orgasm. When the blond finally released her, Neptune saw that the Arc's meat stick had broken through the rubber. A large, noticeable hole was found, the condom itself too small to contain the fat flesh. The material had torn and retreated below the huge cock's frenulum, rumpled and rippled from the stress of the fucking.

"Phew." Jaune sighed as he watched his superior insemination leak out. "Well, I guess we don't need condoms anymore. I'm still raring to go. How about you?"

Neptune watched in abject misery as his own wife had been broken by the bigger man. She had slumped forward, slurring her words in a sweaty, disheveled state. The blue-haired man couldn't even muster any anger to direct at Jaune when the blond smacked Weiss' ass one last time, bruising her white rump.

"Give me a reply, slut. Do you want me to keep going?"

Neptune prayed. He hoped his wife had, miraculously, gotten sick of Jaune's rough sex. His prayer went unanswered, however. Faintly but surely, he heard his wife's reply. Barely a whimper, but surely a reply.

"…please keep going…"

=––=

"Oh."

"Yes. I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you this, Pyrrha."

Neptune had sent Pyrrha the videos, in an email which detailed the 'affair' between Jaune and Weiss. Currently, the two other spouses were conversing via call. Pyrrha was initially shocked. The redhead had no idea that her loving, dorky, and well-hung husband was cheating on her.

"I-I'll call you back. I think––sorry, this is hard––I'll talk to Jaune about this. Good bye."

With a beep, the woman ended the call. Neptune smirked to himself. Call him a hypocrite, but he really wanted Jaune out of the way. Maybe it was pride. Maybe it was the fact that he felt humiliation on his part, despite his wife merely mimicking how he slept around. They had an open relationship indeed, however the blue-haired man felt more than angry at the fact that Jaune was providing Weiss with more orgasms than Neptune ever could. It became personal when the Arc insulted him, and Neptune decided to place himself on the moral high ground since Jaune was technically an adulterer sleeping with women without his wife's knowledge.

Did Neptune care if the Arc couple's marriage fell apart? No, not in the slightest––the trophy husband's only concern was getting the blond bull to stop fucking Weiss. Whatever follows, follows.

And what followed was another video, one sent to him three days after his call with Pyrrha.

Neptune was in a generally good mood––he and Weiss got it on the other night, relieving some pent-up stress and acquiring validation from his wife. He was cheery, but hadn't really thought about his call with Pyrrha at all. So when he clicked the video sent by Pyrrha, he was really expecting something else; an apology from Jaune, or something.

But then the scene unfolded, showing off Jaune plowing Weiss in the missionary position, with the Schnee's legs flailing in the air as he did so.

And then Pyrrha appeared.

Neptune gaped at what he saw. It didn't make sense. Jaune––the bastard was doing Weiss in front of his own wife! What the fuck!?

"Ah, ah, ah, oh fuck me, fuck me, keep fucking me~!" Weiss screamed. "You're doing me so fucking hard, oh Dust, YES!"

"I'm fucking resizing your pussy, Weiss." Jaune said. "You want it rougher? Hey Pyrrha, what do you think?"

"Hmmm, I think she does, honey." the redhead cooed. "I think she wants you to fuck her so hard she can't even think."

The married couple on video shared a laugh as the former huntress was letting out excited grunts––the CEO let out whorish praises which exacerbated her current situation. Each glorification of Jaune's bullish cock made him rut into her faster, the Schnee woman enjoying getting deep dicked.

Neptune was stunned at what he was watching. He thought Pyrrha was unaware of Jaune's affair. It was fucking insane. Did they have an open relationship too? The blue-haired voyeur's eyes trailed across the screen as Pyrrha sat herself down next to her husband, who was rutting his extramarital lover. The spartan was dressed in latex leggings and a dark leather leotard––she gave off a BDSM dominatrix vibe. Her tits were huge; bigger than Weiss' by far. The green-eyed woman's athleticism was evident due to her frame displaying hints of muscles on her exposed biceps. An hourglass figure fit for a pin-up model was the highlight of her body.

From the camera's point-of-view, Neptune was treated to the sight of Jaune's lean back and tight ass. The man worked his broad hips, thrusting and thrusting into Weiss' tight snatch. The blond brutally plowed her insides, if the copulating woman's slutty moans meant anything. Her legs were in the air, shaking due to receiving a toe-curling orgasm from the blond bull. Neptune gulped as Pyrrha turned towards the camera, giving the viewer a wink.

No way.

Pyrrha untied her ponytail, letting her long, beautiful scarlet hair spill from her cranium.

No fucking way.

With a cheeky grin, she licked her lips while still staring at the camera.

Oh gods.

"So, Weiss." the redhead began, never looking away from the camera. "Isn't Jaune's cock wonderful?"

"Oh gods~!" the bottom woman screeched. "It's so fucking big! It hits my cervix every time! I love it, I love it, I LOVE IT~♥!"

"Mhmm, do you?" Pyrrha purred, in a seductive manner unlike Neptune has ever heard. The woman was usually so courteous and proper, genuinely nice in contrast with Weiss' trained manners. "You see, I am a very lucky woman…I married my highschool crush, became one of the most notable huntresses in all of Remnant…not to mention that said husband has a fat fucking cock for me to fuck."

"Uh, Pyr? Why are you monologuing?" the Arc asked, never ceasing his thrusts. "And why do you keep looking at our camera?"

"Hush dear, just a little bit of roleplay." Pyrrha winked towards the camera again. Understanding dawned on Neptune. Jaune and Pyrrha were used to filming their endeavors. Except Jaune probably didn't know that the sex tapes involving him were being handled by his wife––a wife who sent them to other people.

Dust be damned.

"Let me talk, Jaune." Pyrrha said, stroking Jaune's massive bicep. "I like to give our home movies some…narration."

That answer seemed to satisfy the blond, who pressed himself down on Weiss' smaller frame. He used his strong forearms fold Weiss' legs even more, making her submit to him in their current position like an alpha would do to his bitch.

"Back to what I was saying," Pyrrha continued, "I'm very lucky. Problem is, I have my own…kinks, as well." This time, the spartan turned away from the camera and bent down to talk to Weiss directly. "I just love watching my hubby break someone. His cock is big, and he knows it. He married me because I could take his roughness."

"But I just love watching him make a new woman out of someone. When we first started out, he used to split pussies in half." the redhead sighed, looking back at a fond memory. "Slowly though, I taught him patience; now I get to open women up for him, and then he gets to ruin them for all other men. Isn't that just grand, Weiss?"

"FUCK!" the plowed woman shrieked as she came once more, squirting her essence audibly.

The warrior giggled. "Funny, Ruby had the same response."

Tracing her fingers through Weiss' hair, Pyrrha watched as the woman was hammered into the mattress, rocking the bed. Moan after moan escaped the plowed woman's mouth, the rich bitch getting Arc dicked. Neptune couldn't even hide his enjoyment––he was stroking himself now at the sight of his own wife getting mated on by a robust bull.

Pyrrha stepped away from the fornicating couple, approaching the camera and detaching it from its mount. She began to move the device, zooming in on certain areas. She neared the camera towards Jaune's crotch, giving the viewer a close up of the man's swinging scrotum. The fleshy noise of slaps became more audible as Pyrrha treated Neptune with a scene of Jaune's hefty balls colliding with Weiss' pert ass. Wet spurts were periodically released by Weiss' poontang, her lips red from the continued pistoning of Jaune's hips.

Clap-clap-clap-clap––!

"Personally, I get wet every time I see a prim and proper lady getting transformed into a dirty little wench." Pyrrha narrated, herself the only one aware of the viewer's presence. "Tell me, Weiss. How's Neptune in bed?"

"W-who?"

Neptune's heart shattered into a million pieces right then and there. The camera's view shifted to Pyrrha's own bemused face, before shifting over to see Weiss' horny expression. The aristocrat was biting her lip, her eyes rolling up a bit as she took a fierce pounding from the large man.

"Uh, your trophy husband. How's he in bed?"

"O-oh, him?" Weiss yelped as she felt her g-spot get smashed in. "H-he's nothing. He had a pretty face, that's all––augh! Oh fuck, but that has nothing on this stud's big, fat cock~♥!"

"Aw, don't be like that." Pyrrha sinisterly snickered. "Imagine your husband's feelings."

"We––have––an––OPEN RELATIONSHIP! CUMMING!" Weiss panted out, riding the high of her orgasm. "H-he thinks I don't know about the lonely housewives he's been fucking. He thinks he can swindle me because I'm always busy. Fuck him. At least I'm getting fucked by a bigger, better man than him~!"

A vein popped out on Neptune's forehead, as he jerked himself off into orgasm. Fuck. Fucking Weiss, fucking Jaune, and fucking Pyrrha.

"Oof, well aren't you glad I'm lending you my hubby~?" the huntress said. "Don't you love it? His cock is just so big, and his technique…my. The only man to conquer me, the invincible girl. I bet you regret rejecting him."

"I-I do." the Schnee mustered out. "His cock is so huge. If I knew what he was packing back then, I'd have smashed his guitar and pulled his pants down myself!"

"Haha, please don't smash my guitar." Jaune spoke after a period of his own silence. "That was a gift from my twelfth birthday."

"Don't worry, Weiss." Pyrrha said, moving to position her bare crotch over the bottom woman's face. The camera pointed down to show Weiss instinctively lapping at the redhead's pussy. "We can remedy your guilt."

"Mngh mhm, mmn?" Weiss' question was muffled.

"We'll invest in you." Pyrrha said, throatily moaning as the Schnee woman ate her out. The camera panned to show Jaune still diligently continuing his mating press on the white-haired woman. "And you'll receive all the benefits. A full return, in nine months."

"Hrmh!? MRN! BRN MGH! BRDH MN!"

"Dear? Will you do the honors?" The camera was angled at Jaune's face, the stud sporting a predatory grin.

"Of course." Just like that, Jaune accelerated his thrusts, ramming the poor woman with insane speed. Her pleasurable screams were muffled, and her legs were now thrashing about while her fists gripped at the sheets. Weiss squirmed on her back as she received the most brutal fucking yet, her hole getting filled over and over by a girthy fuck tool.

"I'm getting close!" Jaune pressed himself forward, making the former huntress lock her legs around the man's thick waist. Weiss didn't want the blond to back away (not that he had any intention to). She wanted to get filled with cum, like before. Her body craved it, and she wanted her eggs to get a dose of superior Arc sperm.

"GET BRED!" Jaune finally erupted inside her, Weiss came immediately. With a roar, the blond filled up his bottom lover with semen, spewing rope after rope of cum inside. Like previous encounters, the Arc came like a horse, hosing her insides white and making her mind go numb from the semen's warmth.

Pyrrha lifted herself off Weiss' face to reveal the aristocrat's fucked-silly expression, complete with rolled up eyes, lolling tongue and all.

The video ended with a wink from Pyrrha, before fading to black.

Neptune was tired. Very tired. It didn't help that he creamed all over the underside of his desk, either. He got played. The real asshole wasn't him (okay, maybe it was), but Pyrrha. He didn't want to enjoy the videos, but he did. He didn't want to feel the rush from watching his wife get impregnated by another man, but he did. He didn't want to look forward to receiving new videos at all.

Yet he still did.

A beep interrupted his thoughts. Glancing at his Scroll, Neptune saw a text notification from Weiss. His wife. Right. It was a single sentence, one which meant nothing and everything to him.

I'm pregnant.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.