Chapter 280

“Which of us are you gonna fuck first?”

The question spawned more of a dilemma than Jordan’s joking tone probably intended. As silly as it was, Natalie could see who she chose to slide into first implying a preference. And she didn’t want to give that impression. To either of the girls in front of her.

Of course, if she was completely honest with herself, Jordan was her best friend for life, the girl she was madly in love with, and while Natalie had attached to Malice with shocking speed, there was no one in the world Natalie cared for more than Jordan. So there was a preference.

That said, currently naked with two girls in her bed, it would be exceedingly bad manners to make any such thing clear, even if Malice herself knew it. And while it was probably ridiculous to worry about, would Malice care if Natalie claimed her best friend first? And likewise, would Jordan be bothered if she slid into the girl they were sharing, rather than her?

Jordan cocked her head, the two-second delay catching her attention, knowing that Natalie, in her current state should’ve been thrusting into any available hole given the earliest opportunity. Where Malice just looked flustered and eager for Natalie to start slapping into her—a one-track girl, which she definitely didn’t disapprove of—her best friend’s lips quirked up as she met Natalie’s eyes, suggesting she had deduced the crisis she was in.

“We’re waiting,” Jordan teased. “Pick your pussy, won’t you?”

Funny enough, the semi-taunting tone set her at ease. Jordan recognized the dilemma and was playing into it, purposefully making her squirm. That meant she wouldn’t be offended if, in response, she went with Malice first in joking retaliation. Natalie rolled her eyes and deliberately shuffled forward to place her cock tip at Malice’s pussy—and slid slowly in.

Jordan put on an expression of mock offense. “Better not make me wait too long.” Her eyes sparkled with amusement, which shifted to husky arousal as the wolfgirl atop her groaned in pleasure as Natalie slid deeper inside her.

With a satisfied exhalation, Natalie bottomed out in Malice, grabbing the wolfgirl’s hips and closing the last few inches with a hard jerk forward, kissing cocktip to cervix. That earned a long moan from the wolfgirl, her back arching, melting under the feeling of being filled by a nice, fat cock again. In a few moments, Natalie built into a steady rhythm, sliding in and out in long, smooth thrusts.

“Actually,” Jordan said. “We should make this a game. Ten thrusts into each of us, then you have to swap. That way, neither of us have to wait too long.” She smirked. “And I wanna see who ends up making you cum,” she teased.

It seemed like Jordan was especially in an instigating mood, because while Natalie had smoothed past the dilemma of picking who she’d penetrate first, now Jordan was forcing another problem onto her: who she finished inside. Natalie eyed her in annoyance.

“Ah ah,” Jordan said. “I sense backtalk incoming. You better remember who’s in charge, Missy.”

Natalie took her revenge by sliding out of Malice and claiming Jordan with no forewarning. Wet as Jordan was, there wasn’t much resistance—but being filled up by ten thick inches of girlcock wasn’t necessarily the easiest of tasks either, when caught by surprise.

“Yes ma’am,” Natalie said sarcastically as Jordan moaned at the sudden penetration.

With Jordan lying underneath Malice, the angle was a bit awkward, and Malice had to slide forward a bit to let Natalie properly go at it, but if anything, the positioning made it more exciting. She slammed ten hard thrusts into Jordan, the allotment she’d been given, bottoming out with loud claps of flesh, before she swapped back to the wolfgirl atop her. Swapping between the two girls’ pussies was surprisingly erotic: the subtle change in texture for one, but more than that, the knowledge she had two separate women waiting for her attention.

Every ten thrusts, she went from being squeezed down by Jordan’s hot pussy, the girl clenching tightly around her shaft as Natalie had her way with her, to pulling out and feeling Malice spread open, taking her all the way to the hilt. Both girls groaned and squirmed from the treatment, taking their turns being slammed into with increasing intensity. Natalie could only assume the swapping played into their arousal as much as hers—the knowledge they were sharing each other’s juices every time Natalie’s cock changed pussies.