“Muscle training in 10.”

Bella looked at her suddenly buzzing phone, and was puzzled at the new text. She had just finished swimming practice, and she wasn’t cleaned up yet. She knew what the words meant. But the fact that it was so soon, and it came from an unknown number, puzzled her. Still, she didn’t mind the request.

“On it”

Knowing it would take too long to shower, she quickly put on some shorts and a t-shirt, and left, heading for an abandoned bathroom not too far from the swimming pool. Passing by some of the other girls on her team, she noticed them being less chatty than usual. But she paid no mind.

A few months ago, Bella had taken up the act of sneaking into the swimming pool in after hours and practicing with only a swimming cap. She thought that practicing naked would strengthen her relationship with the water, making her a better swimmer. Plus, she always felt this innate desire to be one with the water. For the most part, nobody bothered her. But then one session was interrupted by a member of the men’s team, but not before he took a few minutes of video footage of her act. Despite being subsequently caught in a blackmail, she was only slightly miffed. She drove a hard bargain: She’d “service” the men’s team, but only if along with not releasing the video, nobody was allowed to further interrupt her sessions. Also, no phones. Didn’t that help the member who caught her had a bit of powder on his nose.

Turns out she didn’t really mind the arrangement at all. It happened once or twice a week, depending on circumstances. Always the same place: The abandoned men’s bathroom, on an overgrown part of campus. On a rare week, it was three times. The men came up with the code phrase, delivered via text. There was never less than three, never more than 6 men. There was always variety in what they did – Bella made sure of that. Sometimes she brought toys in her purse for use in case they came calling. She quickly got into it, no matter how they approached her: Gentle, rough, a quick series of blowjobs, a gangbang. The guys had good stamina, but she always outlasted them all.

She never admitted it directly, but she enjoyed the sessions. Being a swimmer, she was single, rarely having time for a social life, to say nothing of a boyfriend. The sex was welcome. At one point, the swimmer who caught her let slip he accidentally deleted the video. “Shame,” she said wistfully, “I was half-expecting you to upload it on a tube site.” She kept the arrangement going, but now had the chance to say no, from which the boys couldn’t object. Still, she only wielded that power a couple times.

Bella got there with some time to spare, and she used it to prep properly, cleaning herself up as necessary in a stall. She got out and texted her friend to let her know of a change of plans. The friends she had outside the swim team didn’t know this. She wasn’t prepared to relay that detail ... yet.

Eventually, the door unlocked. She looked up in complete boredom at who was to come in. Her disposition went to shock and cold fear in seconds flat. Instead of the members of the men’s swim team, in came four women, all still in their standard issue one-pieces. They had some clothes on as well, but it was clear that they also had just finished up practice.

First, Charlotte, master of backstroke. Her raven pixie cut and angular face with azure eyes made her fit to be a model, though her height and abs probably denied her that chance. Then Izzy, a freestyle expert whose perfect rack and toned body matched well with her blonde wavy locks and girly looks. Next came Emme, a breaststroke fiend that nevertheless managed to have decent curves to her thin frame. Finally, Naomi, captain, her brown skin and afro lending a surprising elegance to her fit body.

They were the lead members of the women’s team. And their presence meant they knew of Bella’s secret escapades. She was busted.

“Well, well, well, if it ain’t the Butterfly of Piedmont,” Naomi, the captain, said. “Looks like you got caught in a net, didn’t you?” She smiled with a bit of a leer.

Bella took a defensive stance and glared. “If it’s a fight you want,” she said, “Then you’ll get one.”

Izzy laughed, but was motioned to quiet by the captain. “If we wanted one, it would’ve happened in your dorm,” the captain replied.

“Then why are you here?”

They all smiled. “Why else?” Naomi approached seductively. “You got the message, right?”

Bella immediately understood, but remained tense. Maybe it was a slip by one of the men, which she wouldn’t forgive. But regardless, this was ... strange. There were lesbians on the team, but these four weren’t, and they weren’t known for doing the medley. Naomi even had a long-time boyfriend, that much everyone knew. That said, the last few weeks, they had been acting a little funny...

“I never took you for a muff diver,” Bella said, cocking her head. “Seems awfully out of place for Mrs. Committed.”

“Are you going to service us,” the captain said, “Or are you just afraid of taking us on?”

Bella pouted. She didn’t like being called out like this. And it wasn’t like she objected to the idea: She’s fucked a few women before. “Fine!” she said. She approached the captain and defiantly kissed her. Naomi accepted Bella’s lips, gently pressing her hands against the other’s head. Eventually, the tension dissolved within Bella, giving way to more simplistic desire. Her body warmed to this, and was turned on by the spectacle, but it wasn’t quite hot yet. This would be a slow burn, she thought.

She felt the captain’s hands move downward, deciding to take a little exploration over her body. Her own hands responded in kind. After some time fiddling around, Naomi’s hands took the lapels of Bella’s hoodie and slid it off, the latter guiding its removal willingly. Then she broke off the kiss. Bella was a tad dismayed, until Naomi motioned her head toward Izzy, the statuesque backstroke champion. The captain’s second approached Bella with a slight smile, then lunged in for a ravishing kiss and tight embrace. Bella answered with her tongue, enjoying making out with such a beautiful creature. Naomi, meanwhile, turned to Charlotte and locked lips, while Emme watched the scene unfold, panting.

Bella felt all bothered now, Frenching Izzy with declining restraint. She barely even noticed the moment her temporary partner broke the kiss so she could free her of her t-shirt. As she felt Izzy’s hands all over her, the fabric of her swimsuit felt ever tighter, straining her and creating that typical discomfort.

At this point, Bella had an idea. She backed away from Izzy, and walked over to Emme, in the process corralling Naomi and Charlotte. Kissing Emme, Bella got aggressive with her, giving the freestyle swimmer shivers as she placed her lips on the latter’s neck. She wasted no time, going straight for the top straps of her partner’s swimsuit, pulling them all the way down. Emme was slightly embarrassed to be the first one naked, but her own innate desires took some precedent, as some wetness had already appeared from her pussy. Bella made more by planting kisses all over Emme’s chest and abs, and moving her fingers against Emme’s clit.

While this was happening, the other girls took the cue and got a little rough with Bella. She felt hands all over her body, kisses over her swimsuit, nibbles on her skin, an occasional spank from her ass. Charlotte stretched the bottom of Bella’s one-piece like a rope, rubbing it against her pussy. The clothes fell off rapidly, and she felt Naomi and Izzy rubbing their naked bodies against her. It was a struggle to keep “servicing” Emme and not let them just devour her. Still, she took momentary breaks to kiss Charlotte, taste Naomi’s nipples, and let out a moan for Izzy’s fondling. She stepped back to tease them all, slowly stripping away the remainder of her clothes to excite her audience.

Emme, leaning against the urinals, finally begged Bella to answer the dripping that was coming from her pussy. She practically waved it in front of her partner’s face. Bella responded by stretching Emme’s pussy lips and initially breathing on them. She took in the musk, which was actually pretty pleasant. She then dove in, tasting the prize and sucking on it. It had been a while since she ate pussy, so the change-up was refreshing. Plus, Emme’s was actually pretty good. A certain sweetness came from her wetness that Bella enjoyed.

However, it was only a very short time that Bella could enjoy this. Suddenly, Emme spasmed so hard, it knocked Bella back a couple feet. The muff diver was confused, but proceeded to move back before another spasm rocked her partner. She looked up at Emme, trying to get answers, but instead got a strange face: One of rapture, but also very distant.

“Captain,” Emme whispered in excitement. “Captain, it’s happening!”

“Okay, don’t fight it,” Naomi said. “Just come like you’ve always wanted to come.”

“Wait, what? What’s happening?” Bella asked, looking at Naomi. The sight of Charlotte and Izzy rubbing one out together while watching this did not pass Bella, and made it weirder.

“An infection,” Naomi replied matter-of-factly with a hint of lust. “A wonderful infection all four of us have.”

“An ... infection...?” Bella remain dumbfounded until she heard a yelp.

Emme buckled and shook, struggling to hold on to the urinals as her face and chest grew red. Her moans were little more than squeaks, but anyone could tell she was in the midst of an extremely powerful orgasm. The quivers intensified, yet Emme made no effort to control it. Finally, an unusual thing happened: A growth appeared just above Emme’s clit. It seemed to be a second clit, but then it kept growing, and growing. It eventually formed a familiar shape and size. It became an uncircumcised dick.

Bella could not help but watch the spectacle. A variety of emotions coursed through her body as Emme transformed into something she only read about in dirty literature and Japanese comics: A futanari. Now it was real.

“What ... the ... fuck?” was all Bella could utter.

“That never stops being hot,” said Naomi lustily.

“Naomi ... I...” said Charlotte, buckling in the midst of her own transformation.

“Go on, girl,” Naomi replied. “I’ll be joining you soon.”

Bella kept watching Charlotte’s transformation, transfixed. Gone were the initial feelings of confusion and shock. Instead, feelings of fascination grew with the moans emanating from the other leaders as they also turned into futanari. Watching her, Bella was in awe of Charlotte’s convulsions, unrestrained yet extremely pleasurable. It was as if she yearned to tear off the flesh from her body, freeing the purely sexual being within it. As her cock began to grow, her eyes lit up in unrestrained joy like she had waited for this all her life. Bella couldn’t help but acknowledge how beautiful it all looked, not to mention how with every convulsion, her own pussy twitched.

Then Bella felt a cock poke her cheeks. It was Emme’s. “Did you like that?” she asked, referring to the scene in front of them.

Bella nodded, smiling, and immediately wrapped her hands around Emme’s cock without prompting or hesitation. The futa moaned. “Damn, you just get right to work, don’t you?” she said. “No wonder the boys love you.” Emme felt Bella’s tongue and stopped talking for a while. The girl liked this dick: Average, but in a good way. The taste was also lovely: Not bland, a bit meaty.

As Bella went to work on Emme’s cock, she could hear, but was too focused to look at, Naomi and Izzy changing. They were even more intense than the previous two. She took note of Charlotte walking away towards the transforming women, and could make out Naomi saying “Aaagh! Yes! Put ... your mouth ... there!”

But then Bella was too quick with her own actions to pay attention. Emme grunted and strained as a thick ribbon of cum launched out of her cock. It landed all over Bella’s hair, face, and chest. Surprisingly, it was a massive load, as though Emme had been holding back for weeks. She kept spurting out for far longer than Bella thought possible.

“Wow, that was a lot. When was the last time you fucked?” she asked Emme.

“Oh ... last night? It was Izzy, I think?” Emme replied.

Bella cocked her head and uttered “Wow.” She surreptitiously licked the cum off her lips. It tasted surprisingly good: A light sweetness, a tinge of salt. Then she thought about what she just did. Could that have been enough to infect her? She was uncertain what to think. It was all so overwhelming to bear.

She then turned and watched the threesome unfolding before her between the three transformed women: Charlotte face-fucking Naomi, while Izzy was both eating Naomi out and giving her a handjob. Bella subconsciously moved a finger to her clit while watching, as Emme did the same, only for her cock. In the process, Bella could see something odd: It was as if Naomi’s tongue had grown ridiculously long, having wrapped along Charlotte’s shaft. She then noticed Emme’s own cock growing. It was all so weird ... and yet Bella’s hand paced quicker around her clit upon the sight of all of this.

Finally, Charlotte let out a moan, and her body stiffened for a split second before convulsing in pulses. Meanwhile, Naomi’s eyes rolled back as she felt Charlotte’s cum spurt into her throat, an orgasm rocking her body. She too would cum intensely from her cock, going further by squirting as well. Izzy repositioned herself to be the recipient of all this fluid, letting Charlotte’s cum drip into her mouth while Naomi’s cum and squirt landed all over her.

Bella was impressed. They hadn’t gone a couple minutes, and they already had their first orgasm. “Looks like you don’t need me,” she said snarkily.

“Oh, Bella,” said Naomi. “We’re just getting warmed up. We got the best of both worlds.” She motioned Izzy to approach Bella.

Izzy walked lustily towards Bella, her cock bobbing back and forth in a mesmerizing fashion. Bella, entranced by such open desire, could only stare back, her fingers spreading her pussy lips in an offering. It was to her surprise, then, when Izzy immediately lifted her up with improbable strength and pressed her against the wall. Bella could barely move her arms onto some holds or another before Izzy slid her cock in.

Bella moaned in excitement as she felt this girl-cock enter her. There was something different about the sensation. Most of the guys, she could tell there was this hesitance, this conflict in them. They struggled to connect with her in a meaningful way. Izzy, on the other hand, much like Emme before her, was incredibly relaxed just sliding her cock inside Bella. There was no hesitance, no restraint on her desire. The connection was almost instant. Bella couldn’t help but kiss Izzy, wrapping one of her arms around the futa’s shoulders.

As they fucked, Bella got to feel all of Izzy’s cock in various ways. Izzy was a slow burner, moving as if she wanted to feel all of the woman’s pussy. Bella obliged, using her vaginal muscles to great effect. At one point, Izzy used a free hand to finger her own pussy, moaning as her hand began to become wet with her juices. She pulled out her hand after a moment, allowing Bella to suck on her wetness in between kisses.

Then Bella noticed a tap on Izzy’s shoulder. It was Charlotte, straddling in with her modest perky tits, slightly visible abs, and hard cock. “When will it be my turn?” she asked, amused by the bubble the couple had put themselves in. “Soon,” Izzy replied, taking a moment to confirm with a long kiss with Charlotte. Bella couldn’t muster the thought of jealousy in response. Instead, she was aroused with anticipation, uncertain whether Charlotte meant her turn fucking Bella, or fucking Izzy.

While the two futas kissed in the midst of Izzy fucking Bella, the woman kissed Izzy’s neck, not wanting to leave her distracted lover unattended. In the midst of this, she spotted Naomi and Emme together. Emme’s cock had grown to an extraordinary length, allowing her to suck it by herself, which she was doing. Meanwhile, Naomi plowed her teammate with her own cock deep in her teammate’s pussy. She also took advantage of her tongue to indulge in the shaft of Emme’s cock. It was an overwhelming sight. But before Bella could even process what was happening, she felt a gentle hand on her hand on her shoulder. Pulling back, she saw Charlotte looking at her lustily. In response, she kissed the futa, also unconsciously moving her free hand around her thick cock.

The sight of Bella kissing Charlotte while fondling her cock must’ve excited Izzy, for her thrusts became a little harder. The whole spectacle pushed Bella over the edge for the first time, delivering an orgasm that shuddered throughout her body. Izzy struggled vehemently to move, then pull out her cock in response to Bella’s vaginal muscles gripping her cock suddenly. She got it out just in time for her own orgasm to ripple through, sending cum all over Bella’s chest and belly.

Bella was still quivering, and moaning from her own orgasm when Izzy pressed hard against her for one last kiss. The futa withdrew with a look of satisfaction, her own cum smeared on her body, and gestured Charlotte to move in. The other futa complied, lifting Bella up by her hips and causing her to grab onto her shoulders. The woman slid down, her pussy easily swallowing up the girl-cock below her.

But then Charlotte didn’t move. She whispered into Bella’s ear, “Think you can do a handstand?”

Bella kissed in response, then smiled. She let go of Charlotte, proceeding to fall backward. Charlotte held onto her lightly, so as to let her reposition herself. She got clever, and used the cock as an axle, twisting herself around. Somehow, despite the awkward angle, Bella was not only able to land the handstand, but also keep the futa’s cock inside her throughout, eliciting moans from both all the way down as it pressed against her. Charlotte herself leaned downward so as to not hurt her cock. It amazed Bella that all of this happened without feeling the need to trust one another. It just seemed ... natural.

Bella felt abrupt, downward thrusts from Charlotte. Her style of fucking was different from Izzy’s. It was less intimate, rougher around the edges. But Bella liked the change of pace. What made the “muscle training” so fun in the first place was the variety. Bella grunted with pleasure with each thrust, the blood rushing through her head adding to it. She slowly wrapped her legs around Charlotte, so as not let her arms carry all the weight. While she may be fit, she wasn’t like that blonde girl she saw in a 3D cartoon once...

Soon, Bella understood why Charlotte positioned them like this. Izzy came back, harder than ever, and positioned herself behind Charlotte. With no prompting or thought, she smoothly slid her cock into Charlotte’s pussy, letting out a yelp from the recipient but little more. Bella could make out Izzy alternating between Charlotte’s pussy and asshole, maintaining a steady, patient rhythm. The woman certainly was a beneficiary of the two futas fucking, with Charlotte’s own rhythms picking up pace.

However, it didn’t go on as long as Bella would’ve liked. Izzy said, “Let’s change things up a bit, I want to taste your cock.”

Charlotte replied, “Awww, let me cum on Bella first.”

Izzy chuckled, then briefly withdrew. Charlotte’s cock hardened as Izzy’s popped out, making her pull out just in time. Bella soon felt cum on her thighs, pussy, and abs, feeling it drip down to her chest. After a moment, she rolled out of her handstand. Standing up, she gawked for a little at what followed: Izzy taking Charlotte from behind while rubbing out the latter’s cock, which fluctuated in size based on what Izzy demanded.

“You’re turned on by this, aren’t you?”

Bella turned around to see Naomi standing astride, confident, her well-toned body now possessing a hardened cock and shaven balls hanging just above her pussy. The woman was a little surprised at the sudden dangling presence of the latter: She swore they weren’t there when Naomi was fucking Emme.

“Maybe,” Bella replied, coyly. She tutted. “I suppose you could explain how any of this works?”

“I’m not entirely sure, to be honest,” Naomi said. “We just met this couple who had their way with us. Next thing you know, we were ‘infected.’ But...” She got close to Bella. “It’s quite liberating, you know. There’s no limit to what our bodies can do. And we just get each other. So there’s no ... restraint. No need for boundaries. Just our bodies, our lust, and our imagination. Doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

Bella thought for a moment. For all the strange and weird things that that were happening in front of her, it was exciting. Unlike her sessions with the guys, this whole scene was dripping with lust and desire. These futanari didn’t just want to use Bella, they wanted to have sex, period. It felt ... alive. In a way, she was glad they found out her secret. “Sure,” she said.

“Sounds like you want me to infect you,” Naomi said.

Bella chuckled. “Would you like to find out?” she asked.

Naomi responded with a deep kiss. Bella felt Naomi’s elongated tongue mesh with hers briefly before sliding down her throat, tickling spots that made her pussy twitch. She yearned to feel that tongue on her body. Naomi, without even thinking or suggesting, withdrew from the kiss, and dragged her tongue down Bella’s chest, licking up her sweat, eliciting a pleasant moan from the latter. She responded in kind, unconsciously moving her hand to Naomi’s cock and stroking it. The heat and girth surprised Bella, not knowing how such intense desire was possible.

Eventually, Naomi’s lascivious tongue found its way to Bella’s pussy and clit, and the woman let out a loud sigh and shudder. Her body wasn’t quite ready to cum, though. Instead, it fell softly to the floor. There, she was able to witness Izzy and Emme eyeing each other with a strange look while the former was plowing Charlotte and the latter masturbated both genitals with her hands.

Meanwhile, Naomi twisted her tongue and body around, offering her full futa equipment for Bella to taste. The woman took advantage of the offering, her tongue sliding down Naomi’s shaft, taking a quick nibble of her balls, wrapping around her clit, and finally muff-diving into the futa’s pussy. She then spent her time indulging in the exotic tastes of Naomi’s pussy and balls, gripping and twisting the latter while lapping up the former. The bathroom filled with the moans of Naomi and Bella, overwhelming the light yips of Izzy.

Eventually, Naomi, as pretext, lifted her ass up, her cock dangling above Bella’s head. Knowing exactly what they wanted, Bella opened her mouth and felt Naomi’s cock glide down her throat, completely discarding her gag reflex. She nearly came just as she felt the balls rest above her nose. But Naomi did not proceed to face fuck Bella like Emme did. Instead, she jaggedly pulled back until Bella felt the tip on her teeth, only to slide back down again. The futa repeated this a few times before completely withdrawing, denying Bella another orgasm in the process.

Naomi sat back smiling, her cock twitching and dripping with pre-cum and Bella’s saliva. Her disposition was clear: This was Bella’s choice whether to fuck her. What happened afterward if she did? Also her choice. Except Bella knew this was a false pretense, for the choice had already been made. Their two bodies had formed a deep, sensual connection, one that had yet to complete its course. There was no way to sever the bond, no way to end it but run it to its logical conclusion.

Still, Bella wasn’t going to give Naomi the immediate satisfaction of fucking her. So instead, she sat down with Naomi, straddling her pussy next to her captain’s. Their clits touched, sending an electrifying feeling through their bodies that almost caused them both to cum. It also had the strange effect of causing Naomi’s balls to retract and disappear. While still shuddering, Bella rubbed her pussy upward in short motions, causing Naomi to moan lowly while she stroked her cock. Bella put her hand above Naomi’s, using it as leverage while they scissored.

Then, Bella thought up something new. She let go of Naomi’s cock, and made longer motions with her pussy, going up and sliding her clit along the latter’s shaft. The futa let go of her cock to let Bella enjoy the shaft a bit more. Slowly but surely, Bella rubbed her pussy and clit ever upward, until she began brushing the tip, then past it. She was careful not go too far forward, goading and teasing Naomi in the process. She giggled at the futa’s twitching cock, yearning for the hole that wouldn’t take it ... yet.

Naomi had enough after a moment of this teasing, and answered in kind. She abruptly slid forward just enough, about an inch, while Bella hovered in the air. When the woman came back down, she felt the futa cock slide into her pussy. Any annoyance at Naomi’s sudden “dirty move” was lost as Bella’s eyes rolled back in ecstasy, as did Naomi’s. Whatever connection they had was even stronger than before. Bella fell forward and kissed Naomi repeatedly as the latter began thrusting into her.

What followed was strange to Bella. The sex was both deeply intimate – Naomi lavishing her with kisses and tasting her neck – and competitive in how it felt. It was like Naomi treated her as both a lover and a rival, playfully driving her to orgasm as fast as she could while trying to keep herself from cumming. At least, that’s how Bella understood it. Still, it was wonderful and intense at the same time, and she wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

Bella relished the intoxicating sex, pushing her body to its limit. For once, she had someone who could match her stamina. She felt the need to resist cumming, because if she did, so would Naomi. And then she would be infected. She felt herself so perilously close to the void, one where her femininity would be annihilated, replaced with something ... different. Yet, as she looked deep into Naomi’s eyes, she could not deny the temptation of diving right in.

After a few moments, it seemed like Bella wasn’t given a choice. Her body was on fire, and she could only hold back the dam for so long. Eventually, it burst, causing her body to shudder and spasm relentlessly while her pussy gripped hard on Naomi’s cock. Her eyes rolled back, awaiting the eventual gush of cum from her partner’s girl-cock with ecstasy while the latter brushed her neck with her tongue.

However, despite the intense orgasm, Naomi did not cum. She instead thrusted a little harder, pushing her partner’s orgasm just a little longer.

When Bella came down from her orgasm, she was perplexed. Usually, when she came like that, all the guys would come instantly inside her. Yet Naomi had yet to show any sign of letting loose any of what was in her now-reappeared balls. Bella decided to withdraw, giving herself a moment to reposition herself on all fours. She wiggled her ass, inviting Naomi for another go at it. The futa accepted, driving her cock deep into Bella’s pussy once again.

While the two fucked, Naomi holding Bella up by fondling her tits, they both watched the other three swimmers go at it. This time, it was Emme fucking Charlotte in her ass, with Izzy watching and playing with herself. But it would not be the case for long: Izzy impulsively moved toward the two, and joined Emme in Charlotte’s ass. Charlotte let out an impressive squeal as the two cocks rubbed against each other inside her. But Bella noticed something odd: After a while, there didn’t seem to be two cocks but one thick one. It was almost as if Emme and Izzy’s cocks fused together. That only seemed to amplify their excitement, as their moans got markedly louder.

“Do you like what you see, Butterfly of Piedmont?” asked Naomi, pumping into her partner methodically.

“Mmmm ... yes...” replied Bella.

“Good. We want you to join us. When we found out about your little secret through Jerry, we just had to find out what you’re capable of. And we like what we see.”

Bella blushed for a moment in fear. Jerry, Naomi’s boyfriend, knew about the sessions because he was in at least a couple. His cock was a reasonable size, but he was way overconfident in his abilities. For a brief moment, Bella regressed in heat. “Oh, uh ... sorry ... for Jerry,” she said.

Naomi turned Bella’s head, showing her smile to her partner. “No need to be sorry,” Naomi said. “In fact, I’m glad you fucked my boyfriend. You’re proving to be far better than he’ll ever be.” They kissed again.

“Does joining mean I have to be ... infected?” Bella asked, timidly.

“Only if you want to,” Naomi replied. “We’re fine with you being with us either way.”

As the fucking continued, Bella could not hold back another orgasm. This time, she yelped as Naomi tweaked her nipples, sending shocks of additional pleasure over the waves. She could barely move, and she was gripping Naomi’s cock tighter than ever before. But again, Naomi did not ejaculate at all. Her pussy did cum from all the sensations, though, as Bella felt squirt on her thighs.

As she came down again, Bella realized she got it all wrong. This wasn’t a competition at all. Naomi was holding back. When Bella understood this, she knew she had to make a decision. So, she laid back on the dirty floor, and beckoned Naomi over by spreading her pussy lips. Naomi’s cock slid right in afterward, and the two locked themselves in a tight embrace. This time the sex was wilder than it had been before. Naomi’s thrusts took a manic pace and rhythm, while Bella tightly wrapped her legs around her partners back to go faster. They kissed, licked, nibbled, and bit at each other, their voices barely restrained.