7.82 – Sli XI
Wait, really? A part of Natalie had expected her to refuse.
This sligirl had been sent from Heaven. Seriously. How lucky was she, that Cheri was working so hard for her own benefit? And seemingly none for herself. Though, she probably really was getting off on the idea.
She had convinced Vanetta to let her …
To let her …
Cheri squealed in delight. "I knew you'd say yes," she said, sliding off the girl she'd been sitting on. Turning to Natalie, she said smugly, "I'm telling you, it was riding you that did the trick. No one can watch her girlfriend use another girl like that and not get a little randy herself."
"That's—that's not the reason in the slightest," Vanetta protested.
"Shut up, pervert, and accept that watching your girlfriend bully my cervix got you wet. It's only human."
Vanetta, naturally, made all sorts of indignant choking noises at that, but Cheri ignored her.
"Also," the sligirl continued, "roll over, close your legs, and stick your butt out. I get to pick the position."
Vanetta seed to realize that arguing with this incarnation of chaos was a losing battle. Natalie had realized that early on.
So, silently, she did as she was told. Cheri reclaid her seat, sitting on Vanetta's lower back, facing toward her feet. She imdiately began to admire Vanetta's butt. Leaning forward, she pulled open the girl's cheeks and sighed in satisfaction at the sight awaiting her.
"Co get your prize, tiger," she murmured to Natalie. "Oh, and feel free to ask your question now. We really are running out of ti. After this, we've got one more at most."
One more at most? So this one and the next, or maybe just this one. They really were short on ti.
"It's my turn, actually," Vanetta said, her face pressed into the floor, taking salvation in not having to make eye contact with either of them. Natalie couldn't even bla her; this most recent request would definitely be the farthest they'd gone together, and there was soone watching and cheering them on, too. Vanetta was overheating, and thus, it was fair she felt the need to hide her face.
"Doesn't matter to ," Cheri said. She slapped Vanetta's ass hard enough to make the girl's back arch in surprise. Cheri visibly enjoyed watching the way her ass bounced around before settling. Vanetta wasn't the curviest girl, but that didn't an she didn't have enough to play with. "Go ahead. Already know what it is, or you need a second to think?"
As the two girls talked, Natalie settled into position, her knees on either side of Vanetta's, who was lying on her stomach, legs closed, and butt sticking slightly out like Cheri had ordered her.
Sitting on the upper part of Vanetta's thighs, her cock nestled across—and in between—those two soft pillows. Grabbing two handfuls, she pulled Vanetta's ass apart and was treated to her own delightful view, the one Cheri had been admiring earlier: the rogue's pussy and asshole, the latter of which she would be sinking into soon, which was glistening lightly green from Cheri's earlier tongue-fucking.
Even better, pulling Vanetta's cheeks apart ant that when she let go, Natalie's cock was softly enveloped on both sides by those wonderful cushions. Pushing them inward, she couldn't help giving the girl a few thrusts, enjoying the friction and working lubricant around—since Natalie was still coated from Cheri as well.
It took a few monts of enjoying Vanetta's ass before Natalie's brain rembered it needed to focus—and that the other two girls were speaking. Maybe it was better she wasn't the one asking the question this ti around; the idea of getting to fuck Vanetta in earnest, even if it wouldn't be her pussy, had compromised her many tis more than anything prior. Amazing as Cheri's body had been in a carnal sense, there wasn't anything better than taking the next step with a girl she was interested in.
Replaying the conversation in her head, she ntally caught up. She was lucky her brain had held onto the words in the first place.
"Yes, I already know what I want to ask. Obviously, the dungeon. You told about Lust and Malice, and how monsters work, and while that's interesting ... you know the dungeon. You've worked there. So you know bigger picture stuff."
"Sure," Cheri said slowly. "But that's not a question."
"Okay. Then, what's important about the dungeon that you think we'd want to know?"
Cheri responded with an obvious pout in her voice, "Casting the net wide, aren't you? It's already risky telling you what I have. Now you want to pick your question for you, too?"
"How is it risky?"
"Technically, you're the enemy. In so senses. Loose lips could get in trouble. Even with Lady Lust, maybe, no matter how much more forgiving she is than the Cryptkeeper."
"Cryptkeeper?"
"Is that your question?"
Vanetta's reply was reluctant. "No. I care about the dungeon. So it's what I said. Whatever you find most important about the dungeon and its nature, that we should know about."
"Putting a lot of trust in , aren't you?"
"Trust is the whole premise of this arrangent."
"I suppose. You know, your girlfriend's really taking her ti with this. Hey. Hey, you." Snapping noises. "I didn't ask you to rub it back and forth, I told you to stick it in!"
Ah. So those were the words that had snapped Natalie out of her enjoynt. Blinking, her thoughts caught up to present ti.
"Uh," Natalie said dumbly. "Right. Stick it in."
Cheri smirked. "Oh, dear. Seems like the idea is turning her head all fuzzy. Does that make you happy?" She patted Vanetta's ass. "I wonder which of you is looking forward to it more?"
"Shut up," Vanetta's flustered response ca.
Looking over her shoulder, Vanetta t her eyes for the first ti since the debacle had started, the rogue having been stalwartly hiding her burning face in the ground.
"… Be gentle," Vanetta muttered, then faced back forward and hid her face again.
"Be gentle? Be gentle?!" Cheri covered her face with both hands and scread into them, the sound muffled. "I can't deal with it. She's too cute!"
Uncovering her face, Cheri locked eyes with Natalie.
"Now hurry up and fuck her, or I'll do it myself!"
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