Chapter 191

“You said you grew two inches,” Ana commented casually, reaching down to grip Natalie’s cock between her thighs. “But it seems like a lot more than that.” Pressing her ass back into Natalie’s crotch to squish herself in, there was enough of Natalie’s cock sticking through her legs that she could get a full hand around the thick member. “How big is it going to get, anyway? It’s already becoming rather unwieldy.”

“Whenever I decide to stop upgrading it, I suppose,” Natalie said.

Ana hummed, considering that. “It does, at least, make certain positions possible that wouldn’t be otherwise.” She wiggled Natalie’s cock from side to side, squirming it around between her thighs. “Look how much there is, even when it’s sticking out between my thighs. Enough to suck on.” She stroked up and down, jerking Natalie off as she talked. “It’s impressive. I didn’t know they got this big.”

“I don’t think they usually do,” Natalie said, a bit dryly.

“Also,” Ana continued, “it was a good idea to have Sofia join us. I approve of the efficiency.”

“I thought you would.”

“And she looks good on her knees,” she added nonchalantly. “It’ll definitely help me finish faster, seeing her there.”

“H-Hey,” Sofia choked out in surprise.

The efficiency comment was, at least, all but expected from Ana. Of course it was her first thought on the whole situation. But being told that she looked good on her knees? That was something Sofia would never have expected to come out of Ana’s mouth.

Natalie, in response, laughed. “She does, doesn’t she? I’ve been telling her that. I think it’s the way she glares up at you. Those big, angry blue eyes. And all the blushing that gives the act away.”

Natalie pulled her hips back, then pushed forward, sliding her cock through Ana’s thighs even as Ana kept stroking with her hand. The motion had Natalie grinding into the fabric of Ana’s panties, which were quickly growing soaked—the only real proof that Ana was enjoying herself, since her comments and expressionless face betrayed, as it always did, absolutely nothing. The woman really was a stone wall.

Ana let out a little sigh, her other hand coming up to grope her other breast—the one Natalie wasn’t already fondling. Her hips also started aiding Natalie, moving forward and back in small, slow motions, like she wasn’t fully meaning to, but her arousal was getting the better of her.

“Let’s get these off, then,” Natalie murmured, a thumb hooking around Ana’s panties. She pulled her hips back, sliding her cock out, then tugged the piece of clothing down, letting them bunch high around Ana’s thighs—exposing her wet pussy to the air. With a sigh of satisfaction, Natalie slid her cock back in, gliding along wet pussy lips, before poking through, cock now cradled between panties and pussy. Ana’s breath hitched again as Natalie started to move back and forth, her pussy now stroking along Natalie’s cock directly, rather than through a layer of fabric. Teasing Natalie with the warmth and slickness of her slit.

Ana’s hips began to move faster, and Natalie’s hand fell from her partner’s breast to grab at her waist, holding the other girl’s upper body flush against her own—her back arching. Her cock slid back and forth, back and forth, rubbing against Ana’s pussy, glancing against her whenever Natalie pulled too far back, threatening entry. Ana’s breathing hitched as Natalie used her thighs, though, still, almost infuriatingly to Sofia, she refused to let out a proper moan or gasp of pleasure. Still stoic. Even when having Natalie’s ten-inch cock rubbing between her lower lips.

“Alright, pet,” Natalie grunted, her eyes finally turning to Sofia—having clearly gotten briefly lost in enjoying the feel of Ana’s pussy. “It’s nice and wet for you. So go ahead. Get a taste.” She pulled Ana’s waist into herself, jutting her cock out as far as it could between Ana’s thighs.

Ana’s hips also slowed, recognizing now wasn’t the time to keep humping. Her eyes locked on Sofia, impassively interested, like before, in what she would do.

The command hit Sofia, making her heart leap. Natalie’s cock glistened with both her own precum and Ana’s juices.

‘Get a taste’?

Of Ana?

On Natalie’s cock?

“What are you waiting for?” Natalie asked impatiently. “It wasn’t a suggestion. I don’t like repeating myself.”

Ana watched Sofia, curiously seeing whether she would obey. Her chest heaved up and down in excitement—but still, her face remained calm and collected.

Well.

Sofia had been given an order.

With a shudder, she forced herself to move. She scooted forward on her knees until she was directly in front of Natalie and Ana’s joined bodies. Natalie’s cock filled her vision, Sofia’s eyes going crossed as she took it in. Ten inches of fat, throbbing girl dick, glistening with her other teammate’s wetness.

And she was supposed to pleasure it.

Sofia didn’t even consciously act. Her lips pressed into Natalie’s cocktip as she leaned forward, the intoxicating, heady smell luring her in. The taste of both women coated her tongue, and a pathetic groan escaped her as she kissed Natalie’s burning-hot cock head, her thoughts going white at the lewdness of what she was doing. It washed through her. Sucking another woman’s arousal off of her Master’s cock.

What was she becoming?

Involving herself with Natalie and Jordan was one thing, but this? Pleasuring Natalie right in front of her whole team? And being so close to Ana—her pussy only inches away. They were vague friends, of a sort, but really, they were closer to acquaintances than friends. She didn’t know Ana all that well. And yet she was tasting her wetness, smelling her pussy only a few inches away, and looking up her body and meeting her eyes as her lips were wrapped lewdly around another woman’s cock sticking from between her thighs.

Sofia’s skin burned with embarrassment, but that, shamefully, only drove her arousal higher. Another groan escaped her as she drowned in the two women’s smell and taste. She felt dizzy.

Sofia sucked, working her way lower down Natalie, and the taste of their combined juices filled her mouth. Inch by inch, she cleaned Natalie’s length until her nose was pressed into the soft skin of Ana’s lower stomach. Her lips, wrapped around Natalie, and pressing into Ana’s lower stomach—right above her pussy. Ana’s panties, dangling around her thighs, tickled Sofia’s chin. And most intoxicatingly, of course, Natalie’s cock, brushing against the back of her throat. Even sticking through Ana’s thighs, Natalie was almost big enough to slide into her throat. Unbelievable.

Sofia looked up, feeling almost not there, not herself, like she was in a dream. She met Ana’s eyes. Then Natalie’s. Then back.

Ana’s hand ventured forward but paused just above her head, hesitating there. “Can I touch you?” she murmured.

“Go ahead,” Natalie answered for Sofia. “She likes it.”

Sofia’s eyes fluttered closed, and she groaned around Natalie’s cock. She couldn’t explain the nearly violent shudder that went through her at that—the rudeness of what Natalie had just done. Deciding for her that Ana could touch. Treating her as property—her pet, to be given permission for.

It was so ... humiliating. She felt almost dizzy with shame.

So much so that her thighs were growing wet. How was that fair?

Ana’s hand slid gently into her hair, getting a grip on the back of her head. She tugged Sofia in gently, nuzzling Sofia’s lips even more firmly into her lower stomach, into Natalie’s cock. She bucked her hips forward, slightly, grinding against Sofia’s face and rubbing along Natalie’s cock at the same time. Sofia’s head spun as she took in the scent of Ana’s pussy, the taste of her, and of Natalie too. It was intoxicating, overwhelming—simply too much. Her face felt like it was melting with embarrassment.