Chapter 216

Natalie cozied into Sofia, scooting so that their shoulders were pressed together—as much to fluster Sofia with her proximity as to get a better view. It was a familiar sight, Jordan on her knees looking up, but this time, she was between Sofia’s thighs. Jordan grinned at the two of them, eyes flicking between both Natalie and Sofia.

“Taste test?” Sofia stammered, her voice an octave higher than normal—clearly overwhelmed by Jordan’s positioning, the implication of her words.

Jordan smirked at her. Sofia shook in place, the vibrations going right into Natalie. She snuck a hand around Sofia’s waist, and the white-haired girl leaned into her as well, as if seeking something to hold onto.

“Mmhm,” Jordan murmured. She wrapped her hand around the base of Sofia’s cock to hold it steady. She gave a teasing wiggle, the thick rod of pale flesh waving in the air—which Natalie couldn’t drag her eyes away from. “It feels like a cock. Looks like one. But does it taste like it? If it does, we’ll know it’s the full package.”

Jordan brought her lips forward at an agonizingly slow pace. Natalie heard Sofia’s breath catch as the distance rapidly vanished. Then, gently, Jordan’s lips pressed into the tip of the girl’s cock, giving her a gentle, teasing kiss. Sofia let out a shaky groan as Jordan’s lips parted and she extended her tongue, dragging the flat of it slowly up the underside of her head. A shiver ran down Natalie’s own spine, her gaze fixed raptly on Jordan’s lips covering their pet’s sensitive tip, cleaning up her precum. The way Sofia was trembling into Natalie was nearly intoxicating—the little gasps and whines, drawn out so easily. Jordan was barely even doing anything to her, and already Sofia was falling apart?

Jordan swirled her tongue. She let out an appreciative hum, eyes closed as she savored the flavor—making a show of it for her enraptured audience. Not just Sofia and Natalie, but also behind, Liz and Ana, who were not-so-subtly craning to get a better look.

“Yeah, definitely tastes real,” Jordan murmured, popping off of her. She squeezed Sofia’s cock and dragged upward with her grip, pulling out another thick bead of precum. “And look how much you’re leaking for me,” she said, laughing. She wiggled her tongue into Sofia’s cocktip to clean the droplet up. “Naughty girl. So excited to be serviced. Isn’t a pet supposed to do this for us, not the other way around?”

“Oh, that’ll happen too,” Natalie laughed. She squeezed Sofia’s waist. “But she’s been a good girl recently. So she deserves to be treated.”

“That’s true,” Jordan said. “Gotta reward her for good behavior. All part of being a pet owner.”

Jordan lowered her mouth back down onto Sofia’s twitching cock. The rogue flicked her tongue out, eliciting a full-body shudder from Sofia, then wrapped her lips more firmly around the head—and, finally, took the first few inches into her mouth, moving past the teasing that was nearly as agonizing to Natalie as it was Sofia.

Sofia’s toes curled in her heels, back arching as her hips lifted, unable to control herself. She gasped, fingers clenching Natalie’s arm, as she forcibly slid her cock up into Jordan’s mouth, who took it eagerly, the thick length disappearing into her waiting hole. Jordan bobbed down slowly, taking more of Sofia by her own accord, cheeks hollowing with suction as she pleasured the girl.

“T-That’s, um,” Sofia whined, squirming in place next to Natalie, her head shaking side to side. “It ... it feels...”

Jordan pulled back with an audible pop. “Good? You like it?” she grinned. Her eyes turned to Natalie. “That’s because your master taught me a thing or two.” She laughed. “You should say thank you.”