Dungeons and Dalliances: A Futa LitRPG
Copyright© 2023 by winterwhereof
Chapter 144
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 144 - Natalie leaves for Tenet Delving Academy with an unexpected surprise between her legs. Rather than being granted a conventional class, she's received something much stranger. Dealing with the politics, danger, and curriculum of a delving academy would have been hard enough without perverted abilities and a need to collect a harem of beautiful women, but she'll learn to play the hand she's been dealt. Possibly with great success.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Hermaphrodite Fiction Futanari GameLit High Fantasy Humor Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Safe Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Size
Intoxicating as the indulgence had been in the moment, coming down left Natalie in a bit of a situation. Pushing up and into a sitting position, she met eyes with Ana.
What was she supposed to say after something like that?
She could swear she felt Ana’s enormous load sitting in her stomach, warm and sticky, filling her up from the sheer amount she had eagerly squeezed out into her. The taste of Ana’s cock—her own cock—lingered in Natalie’s mouth. Her throat was sore.
She did, at least, have a new appreciation for Jordan. Deepthroating an eight-inch cock wasn’t an easy task, and that woman handled it like a champion.
For a moment, she and Ana simply looked at each other. Natalie, still on her knees, red-faced and panting, and Ana, with a softening cock that glistened with Natalie’s saliva. Natalie could at least take solace that the stoic girl was panting too. Having her first cock-orgasm milked out had left the stoic girl wobbly-legged and unsteady. Natalie took some pride in that.
The dungeon saved them from having to say anything. As had happened with the first challenge room, a loud clicking made them both jump, followed by a cacophonous clattering of a chest onto the tile floor. They both spun in the direction, the noise startling them out of their post-deepthroat awkwardness.
They stared at the chest, until finally, Natalie shakily stood. She wiped the stray saliva and cum from her lips, the result of Ana’s sloppy throat-fucking. Cum sloshed around in her stomach as she stood. Just how much had Ana poured into her? She rested a hand on her stomach by instinct, almost expecting to feel it bulging. Of course, Ana hadn’t cum that much, but it felt like she had.
“So. Let’s see if all that was worth it,” Natalie joked, getting her wobbly legs moving toward the loot chest.
The words felt ridiculous—how obviously she was brushing past the event. And emphasizing that she’d done it ‘for a reward’, instead of because she had desperately wanted to. But that delusion was the only way she could stop herself from melting into a puddle of embarrassment. By convincing Ana that she’d been eagerly stuffing her throat full as a matter of professionalism. And who knew? Maybe the socially clueless girl would believe her. Natalie didn’t find that likely, since the noises Natalie had been making, and the desperation she’d been slapping her face into Ana’s pelvis, made it rather clear. But for the sake of her shame, she would latch to the idea. It was her lifeline.
“I wonder if the rewards get progressively better,” Ana commented. “Or if they’ll be roughly the same as the ones before.”
At the composure in her voice, Natalie spared a moment to internally curse Ana. Where Natalie’s own voice had a tremble to it, and her entire body burned from the event that had just unfolded, Ana sounded actually neutral—and not like she was masking anything. To her, they’d taken care of a lewd challenge, and while she’d enjoyed it, she wasn’t overly ruffled. Had her pleasure in the moment been a mask too? The dirty talk and dominant position she’d taken?
Honestly, Natalie was a bit miffed by the idea. Natalie had just used her throat to drain Ana like she was some kind of succubus, so didn’t that merit some discomposure? Beyond what she had shown in the event itself?
Well, whatever.
“Guess we’ll find out,” Natalie said, unlatching the chest.
Some apprehension swirled around inside her as she braced for what they would find. Amazing items were obviously welcome, but at the same time, her head was still spinning from what she’d done with Ana. To Ana. And to herself, for a meaning of the phrase.
Was this descent into depravity her future? And for that matter, would whatever loot reward was up next speed that up? Incite more lewd adventures with Ana? Which, while it had been amazing, Natalie wasn’t sure she could handle. This whole event was all a bit much. She and Ana weren’t even close, and while Natalie was down for some casual fun with strangers, it felt different with Ana. They were teammates. And clearly not a ‘casual hookup’ anyway.
The chest cracked open, and Natalie took in their reward.
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