7.77 – Sli VI
"What," Vanetta said.
"What did you think these requests would be?" Cheri laughed. "That I'd ask the fair maiden for a lock of her hair? Hell no." Closing the distance and grabbing Vanetta by the waist, she said, "It's well past ti I got inside you. Also, heads up, my body's got a whole lot of fun effects. I'm naturally self-cleaning, for one."—Natalie perked up. Like the cleansing liquid she'd found? That was interesting—"And I co with a mild stimulating effect too. It'll feel really good, even if it's not the other hole. So. Lem stick my tongue up your butt?"
Even Natalie had to give Cheri credit for the delivery. She had to bite her lip to not laugh at the blunt phrasing or the look on Vanetta's face. Thankfully, Vanetta was too occupied by the sligirl invading her personal space to notice and condemn Natalie for her reaction.
"N-No. Really, what? That's your request?"
"Yup. Let ," Cheri spelled out slowly, "bend you over," her hands slid higher up Vanetta's waist, "and stick my tongue inside you." She glanced at Natalie. "What, she's never had that happen before? I could tell she was a virgin, but you've really been slacking."
Natalie shrugged. "We're taking things slow." Though by most definitions, they weren't. Just, slow under the context of being trapped in a lewd city together.
"How chivalrous," Cheri said, rolling her eyes. Then she brightened. "Wait, so I'll get to be your first?" she said, sounding twice as interested. "It's not really an important first, but I'll take what I can get."
"This is seriously what you're asking for?" Vanetta repeated, floundering.
"Yep," Cheri answered happily. "Why wouldn't I want it? I was hand-crafted by the divine aspect of lust—of course I wanna get my tongue inside a cute virgin."
"I'm not cute," Vanetta said automatically, gaping at the woman in front of her. "And what do you an, 'the divine aspect of—'" She blinked. Wait! You never answered the second half of my question. Lady Lust."
Cheri broke into laughter. "Took you long enough. I'm pretty good at distracting people, aren't I?" Pressing her body into Vanetta's, her squishy tits lted against Vanetta's in a way that had Natalie forgetting what they had been talking about. "But I'm an honest sli, so I made sure to remind you. Good faith, and all that." Extracting herself with a squelch of goo-on-skin, she made space from the red-faced Vanetta, who was standing stiffly in place. "Lady Lust," she humd. "I wonder how much the Champion knows?"
"Champion? I want an answer to that, too," Vanetta said, glancing at Natalie.
"Gonna have to save a question for it, then," Cheri retorted. "She's stingy like that. Though I'm sure you can put two and two together at this point. Lady Lust …" She bit her lip. "I an, I can hardly tell you exactly who she is, because I don't know either. I already said what I know, in fact: she's the primordial aspect of Lust. The Passion. A Goddess."
Her eyes flicked to Natalie, and she seed satisfied when she didn't react.
"As her Champion already knew. Not completely ignorant. What else is there to say? I suppose what Lady Lust has to do with the dungeon, and ," she said, lips quirking. "How she's subsud control of a floor and carved out a mini-domain, stealing it from the grasp of the world's most powerful entity. This City is just one of her projects. Probably her biggest, but still." She waved a hand dismissively, as if her words were inconsequential. "But enough about the boring stuff. Why aren't you bending over for , already?"
Vanetta stared incredulously at her, which Natalie thought was fair. Natalie had already known or guessed most of what Cheri had said, but it left her speechless to have it point-blank confird.
The 'bend over and let eat your ass' part was likely equally responsible for Vanetta's sudden inability to speak properly.
"That's— mini-domain?— and are you seriously—?"
"Alright, looks like I've gotta do it," Cheri said.
Whether because Vanetta was too shocked by the prior reveals or too flustered by Cheri's advances, she didn't resist as the sligirl pushed her down, flipped her over, and pulled her waist up. Vanetta even adjusted herself, getting into a comfortable position that had her ass sticking into the air, cheek pressed against the stone as she looked back with a red face. Cheri settled in too, admiring the display: Vanetta's exposed pussy and ass. She pulled one cheek open for a better view and sighed happily at what she saw.
Trailing a gooey finger up along Vanetta's pussy and then wiggling it onto her backdoor, Cheri traced her finger around, covering the hole with green liquid. Vanetta breathed out a quiet whine, knees trembling with the contact against her sensitive areas.
"So that's a yes to my request, right?" Cheri asked. "Oh, and you don't mind I'm leaving you out for a bit, dear Champion?"
"I'll excuse it," Natalie snorted. As long as she got to enjoy the show, at least. She settled down cross-legged and scooted over to watch. As she'd talked about with Jordan when asked about this topic, Natalie did have so preferences about 'sharing'. But those applied when she wasn't involved—as in, not present at all. Watching Cheri toy with Vanetta was absolutely sothing she was fine with. More than fine with.
"But you are taking one of her firsts," Natalie said, smirking at Cheri. "That ans we get to ask an important question afterward."
"You're selling your girlfriend's anal-tongue-virginity for a question?" Cheri asked. Hilariously, she sounded admiring.
In the background, Vanetta sputtered, "I'm not her girlfriend. And she's not selling anything of mine. It's not hers to sell."
Ignoring her, Natalie said, "Yep. I'm totally doing that."
"Deal," Cheri replied. They shook hands.
Cheri had already been idly working her finger into Vanetta's backdoor, hence how the girl was halfway falling apart already. So she was nice and loosened up, and Cheri's apparently magically-cleaning sli had lubricated her nicely.
So, sticking her gooey face into Vanetta's ass, she began enjoying her al. Scooting closer to get a better view, Natalie watched as Vanetta moaned and lted under the assault. It was a given that Cheri was a skilled partner, and she didn't go remotely easy on Vanetta. Seeing how Cheri was made of sli and thus transparent, Natalie had an excellent view of what was happening. Her tongue, made of bright green goo, slipped around and circled, lapped, and teased at Vanetta's rim.
It wasn't long before, under Cheri's ministrations, the hole began to give way as she pressed her tongue more firmly against it. Cheri, as fitting her enthusiastic yet considerate attitude so far, didn't just shove her way in, but slowly began working her open. She wiggled the tip in a bit, slipped a little further, then retreated, teasing the event.
Cheri had claid her sli acted as a mild stimulant, and that was visibly true, since the moaning from Vanetta was increasing in volu faster than she'd expected, even from the easy-to-toy-with virgin. Like the vine encounter earlier, chemical enhancents were definitely at play.
Which excited Natalie for future events, knowing the sligirl's whole body was made of that stuff. Though that excitent was only in the back of her mind, since she was enraptured by the sight in front of her: the squirming, panting, red-faced Vanetta.
Cheri began to fuck Vanetta's ass in earnest with her gooey tongue, working her way in and out and leaving Vanetta a moaning ss in seconds. She didn't just use her mouth; pulling back, she slid her fingers in, swirled them around, tugged the girl's hole open to spit into it. With the sa enthusiastic abandon from earlier, she buried herself back into Vanetta right after.
A minute passed as the sligirl had her fun; then a second, and a third. Vanetta lted down quickly, panting and moaning while her hips rocked back and forth, trying to fuck herself on the sli-tongue probing her backdoor.
Apparently, sligirls did need to breathe—or maybe it was just for dramatics—because Cheri finally pulled up and gasped for air. The way she seed to sway side to side with pleasure definitely wasn't feigned, though; she'd enjoyed her ti between Vanetta's legs.
"O-Okay," Cheri said. "That was … fun. Ti for my—your—question, right?" She seed a little hazy. She shook her head, then scooted away, though only after slapping Vanetta's ass as she went. "Thanks for letting do that, cutie."
Vanetta had rolled onto her back, and she panted loudly up at the ceiling, clearly not having heard Cheri. She didn't even make her automatic reflex of, 'I'm not cute.'
Cheri smirked at the compromised girl. "That's how you know you did a good job," she joked to Natalie. "They're not supposed to be able to talk afterward. Alright, she asked the last one, so it's your turn now. What's your question?"
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