Chapter 3 - Riven and Akali - Defenders of Ionia

Contains: Huge dick, huge breasts, masturbation, cum-eating, kissing, oral, cowgirl.
 
 
 
Riven had never considered herself lusty. To the disappointment of some, her Battle Bunny outfit did not cause her to want to "fuck like a rabbit" as they might say. Even despite the thick piece of meat between her legs that marked her as a dominant futa, she almost never found herself aroused when she looked at other women. Almost. But then there was… sigh.

She had no idea why she found her so attractive.
 
Was it her body? Her creamy, lissome legs, her lengthy brown hair, her huge shapely breasts, her subtle facial tease of only seeing her crystal green eyes?
 
Was it her attire? The barely-there green straps leaving almost nothing to the imagination, the draping loincloth surely hiding a fat cock, the way her breasts jutted out from either side of her shirt, wobbling indecently every time she made a move?
 
But… they were different people, it could never work. One from Ionia, the other… A country who had decimated Ionia.
 
Riven frowned. Her heart dropped every time she had to fight Akali. She was in love with her and she couldn't understand why.
 
It had begun to affect her judgment inside the Rift. She tried, when she could, to reach other targets- To force fellow champions to kill her… But she still had to fight against her in the lane, still had to face her at the end of the day in the showers.
 
 
It was late in the day. Outside, the sun was setting, casting a yellow-orange pastel over the sky. The Rift had been challenging today. Riven was sitting at a square wooden table in a small room just outside of the showers, nursing a cup of black liquid. This room, like the others at the Institute, was quite dim, lit with glowing blue runes set into the walls. She hated wearing the Battle Bunny outfit, but it was what her summoner chose to dress her in today. The stockings clung to her sensitive legs, the high-heels were hard to move in. The spandex rode up her ass and rubbed against her junk every time she moved. She was sure that everyone could see the outline of her dick, nearly seven inches in circumference and 11 long. Her legs were crossed, trying to squeeze the blood out of her latest erection. It was incredibly awkward to move around, as her cockhead jutted even further out of the spandex than the rest of it, only a few inches shy of her knee. Flat-out, Riven had third leg syndrome. It was just her luck to have fought Akali over and over today. She looked outside, waiting for the last champion to leave the shower.
 
Riven never showered with anyone.
 
It was too embarrassing. How could she ever explain herself? She never felt the need to fuck, but she simply couldn't stop her swelling meat. There was no way to hide it, it jutted out like a tent in the skintight catsuit. She always waited for everyone to leave before she even thought about stripping naked.
 
Janna floated by the door, peeking in. She smiled when she saw Riven, and came over to lay a hand on her shoulder.
 
"It's okay, Riven. There is no embarrassment."
 
Riven's heart leapt, wondering if her secret was known…?
 
"So your breasts aren't that big. We won't make fun of you."
 
With that, the wind mage glided out of the room with a satisfied 'whoosh,' leaving Riven stunned. She looked down, the tops of her breasts bared, and cupped herself, hefting them a little. Her frown deepened.
 
"Thanks." she said sarcastically to the empty room.
 
Besides, she thought to herself. It wasn't her smallness up here, it was her bigness down there. On a whim, Riven clenched her muscles and felt her hardness thump the table. She gulped.
 
 
Riven finished her drink just as Akali walked by. The cute kunoichi glanced her way, but her facial expression was unreadable behind her mask. Riven flushed, hoping it was dark enough that it was impossible to notice.
 
The exhausted girl nodded to herself, ticking the last name off her mental checklist. Everyone on the Rift today had showered, it was empty. She stood up slowly and made her way out of the room, taking careful steps to flatten her cock against her leg. It still bulged outward, the tight material clinging to its outline, making it look like she was smuggling a paper towel roll in her pants. She made a left down a wider hallway, after a short while she came to a door on the right which read SHOWERS.
 
She placed her hand on the door, checked both directions, and entered.
 
Inside there was another tiny rune-walled hallway that let out into a large circular dome. While fully lit, the room had the same sort of dim feeling as the rest of the Institute. The walls and floor of the room were also covered in glowing blue runes, while the ceiling was a pretty green half-sphere with darker green tendrils coursing through it. It almost seemed as if Zyra had taken a hand in the design. Around the perimeter were spigots that dispensed cleaning products, while water fell continuously from the ceiling to the floor. There was probably some kind of magic involved, as it never seemed to stop and it would be a huge waste of power to keep the room on all the time.
 
Riven peered around, making sure there were no lingering champions. Satisfied, she slowly began to remove her clothing.
 
She started with her shoes. The pink straps came off with little effort, and her sore feet eased out of the high-heels. She undid her belt and allowed herself to breathe in freely, her chest expanding as she did.

Next came the catsuit itself. She reached around her back and pulled down on the tiny plastic zipper, slowly releasing the corset-like pressure around her stomach. Riven shuddered as she thought for the thousandth time of how close she came every day to overcoming the zipper and exploding out of her already-tight clothes right out on the fields of justice. It opened, and her breasts tingled as they were exposed to the air. Finally Riven bent over and peeled herself out of her spandex leggings, realizing how sweaty she had been that day.
 
Yet still her dick stood rock-hard, pointing up at her breasts. Apparently the loss of the over-tight latex's rubbing was not enough to relax. She stroked it once from tip to base, letting out a regretful "Humph" as it responded. The image of her green-robed crush shimmered into her mind and did not leave it.

With Akali's jiggling sideboob taking up half of her mental power, Riven stumbled over to the side of the enormous shower and squirted some finely-scented clear gel into her hands. She immediately pressed the gel into her wet hair, slicking it back. She closed her eyes and imagined the ninja doing it to her, running her hands through her pure white hair, carefully caressing her own toned body, washing her delicate womanly parts, then her… other parts. At last, pressing their bodies tightly together, embracing, kissing, rutting… Ah!
 
The shampoo had run down into Riven's eyes as she stood still, deep in her own perverted lesbian fantasies. She scrubbed it out with the back of her hand and the water from above. When she opened her eyes again, her dick was staring back at her. Having reached its full foot of length, it was actually bobbing against her nipples. If she had bent down, she could have sucked on it... Maybe she should?
 
"Uhhnf…" Riven moaned. Her system was full of lust now, since she had been unable to take her mind off of the wonderful Akali. Precum was bubbling from the tip, lubricating her penis as it coated her glans in a shiny veneer.
 
The defeated girl slowly sat down onto the blue stone floor, her toned ass squishing out against a rune. Her hands fell to her dick, her fingers barely able to wrap around it. She pulled down, revealing her pulsing cockhead as she gasped. It felt so good…
 
She began to slowly jack it, finally feeling that satisfaction that she craved.
 
"Ohhh, Akali…" Riven moaned, slowly bringing her hand all the way back up her lengthy shaft. She imagined her fingers squeezing the cum out, like a perverted water pump. She looked around nervously, to make sure nobody had entered.
 
No one.  
 
Empty.
 
This was happening now.
 
She gripped her dick with both hands, one of the only futas in the League big enough to do so, and suddenly lost control of herself.
 
"Nyyeaaaaah~!" mewled Riven, the sudden sensation rocketing pleasure through her system and making her light-headed. She hadn't realized just how insanely horny she was, and orgasm wasn't far away. She rapidly worked herself, moaning and screaming as images of Akali danced in her mind- Bent over with her soft pussy showing, both with her legs together, hiding her cock, and apart, allowing her meat to sway lewdly… Standing up, squashing her tits together in her hands, with a kiss on her lips and a twinkle in her eye, her cock at full attention… Lying on her side, her head in her palm, a needy look on her face as she held up her loincloth so Riven could see her gushing pussy and flaccid cock…
 
"Ah… Ah… Ah-kah-lee!" Riven gasped, her crush's name intertwined with her moans. She couldn't stop, it felt too good, to not wait for hours, to get home and collapse into her bed on what seemed like a completely different day to when she had to fight her love, to masturbate, yes, but without the passion of circumstance. To never enjoy a fresh memory of her youthful body, eating it like stale bagels.
 
She felt like Akali was standing right in front of her, begging to be impaled on Riven's massive pole, the scent of her arousal driving her wild. She imagined the girl lowering herself effortlessly onto her, her vagina offering only the most sensual of resistance, her dick being utterly devoured by a vagina large enough to take her length!
 
She felt her prostate twitch in time with her heartbeat, her huge dick pulsing with each new liter of blood surging through it. She allowed her tongue to hang out and her eyes roll back as she jacked herself furiously with both hands.
 
"A-KA-LEE!" she screamed, throwing her head back in an intense orgasm. Her cock throbbed powerfully, throwing jets of semen ten feet away. Her entire body was pulsing with the waves of pleasure her hands were giving her, no- Akali's vagina was giving her! Her climax faded slowly, like a woman's, her powerful blasts of cum finally slowing twenty seconds later to a pure-white stream that flowed down her shaft and pooled between her legs. It was thick, and refused to be easily washed away by the falling water.
 
"Akali…" Riven moaned.
 
"What is it, Riven?"
 
The exile froze, her golden-yellow eyes shocking open as her mouth dropped in horror. She had never stooped to relieving herself in the women's shower before, and the first time…!
 
There Akali stood, quite naked and with a growing erection. Her head was cocked and her mouth was curled in a cute half-smile, amused to find the exile sitting in a puddle of her own gathering fluids.

"Uhm… um!" stammered Riven, quickly getting to her feet and covering herself with her hands. Her tits squashed out around her arm, but she didn't even have a chance of covering her monster cock. Its head poked out of her hand near her knees. "Oh, ah- ah- uhm, this isn't what it looks like…"
 
Akali stepped forward wordlessly, swaying her hips as she walked barefoot across the stone. Her heavy tits bounced obscenely, and only after a few seconds of stunned ogling could Riven tear her eyes away from them. She smiled awkwardly again, her cock shamelessly plopping out another dollop of cum into what was already practically a lake of it. As the shower water continued to dilute it, it looked like someone had broken open a liter of thick milk right onto the floor.
 
She kept moving forward until she was about a meter away from the super-endowed futa, her eyes locked on that partially-hidden member. She licked her lips as she bent down, and Riven squeaked. Akali knelt, her tits hanging ponderously between her shapely legs. She cupped her hands and dug into Riven's offering, bringing it to her mouth. She raised a sultry glare to the silver-haired woman, never breaking eye contact as she slurpily consumed the entire handful. She swallowed meaningfully.
 
"Hmm, that's funny, it tastes exactly like what it looks like."
 
Akali licked and sucked on her fingers slowly, sensuously; once her hands were clean, she simply reached down and grabbed more. She drank the potent slime like water, never stopping until her entire face below her mouth was sticky with semen. Riven could only stare as the slutty ninja openly degraded herself, her cock jutting straight upwards between her breasts at the sight.
 
Akali slowly rose to her feet, and pressed her body suddenly against the exile's. Her bountiful breasts enveloped Riven's smaller pair as their cocks kissed.
 
Riven's golden eyes dropped to Akali's body, finally –finally, after all this time of secretly lusting, finally- finally drinking in her full curvaceous hourglass. She was wearing bright red lipstick, and her nipples stuck out hard.
 
"You are so beautiful," Riven mumbled as she ran her hand along Akali's smooth thigh.
 
Akali responded by cocking her head, flashing that half-smile, and pressing their lips together. Riven cried out with a loud "Mmmph! Mmmmm…"
 
Akali's ruby lips, her chest, her dick- All blazing-hot against her body. She felt soft hands find her naked ass and begin to grope it lovingly.
 
Riven's legs felt weak, but she didn't know how to remove herself from the cummy lips of her crush, or if she even wanted to.
 
It was only after maybe ten seconds that Akali's lips drew away, a semen string connecting the two. The rest of her body remained, and pressed Riven against the wall. She smiled.
 
"The great and mighty Riven, defeated by a little kiss?"
 
Riven grinned awkwardly, her life having left her entirely unprepared for this situation.
 
One of Akali's hands left her big butt, and awkwardly gripped her needy shaft.
 
"Well let's see what a big kiss does."
 
Before Riven could protest, Akali glued their lips together again, her semen-flavored tongue plunging deep into her mouth as her hand began to quickly jack her cock.
 
Riven let out a high-pitched moan, she had never had someone else's hands on her sensitive parts before! And not only that- It wasn't just the new sensations, it was how soft she was. Her own hands were so rough and cracked from her life in the desert and history of combat. On the entire other end of the spectrum, Akali's hands were whisper-soft and ever so cool on her warmness, her tongue mesmerizing as it played in her mouth. She wondered what kind of moisturizer the Kinkou had, since Akali, too, was in the thick of battle every day… It took all of her concentration not to drop to the floor from the buzzing eroticism.

Akali, meanwhile, was rather proud of herself. After years of watching the mysterious Riven tread back to the showers alone, she had finally decided to follow her back. Gods did it pay off. Riven's rough, masculine hands ran all over her body, making her feel safe and protected. She plunged her tongue deeper into the poor virgin's mouth, eager to taste her secret admirer's saliva. Riven simply moaned passively, but Akali didn't mind. So the girl was inexperienced in bed, she was the only experience anyone needed. She took care not to overwhelm the girl with her tongue, but also attempted to satisfy her own raging lusts. While it was important not to come on too strongly, she betted that just having her dick rub against something alive was enough to keep her distracted from the messy kissing.

Gods, but Akali tasted good! Knowing that her secret crush had put on fresh lipstick just to come in here and rub it all over her mouth, simply fantastic! Akali felt like the dew on a fresh Ionian day- Fresh and wet, and she would gladly devour her with her love. She was barely able to concentrate on the tongue in her mouth for the mind-bending pleasure that her hand was giving her.

Akali's cock was no slouch, but paled in comparison to Riven's bitch-breaker. She almost had trouble handling it with her palm. She could feel her hand getting wet with pre. Good lord, this girl was about ready for a handjob.

Akali broke away with a contented "Mwaah" and licked a long circle around her mouth, emphasizing her lipstick. "After all these years, Riven, to get a proper taste of you… delicious."
 
Riven panted, her eyes barely open as she reveled in the feeling of her girlcock rubbing up into Akali's stomach. "Wh… What…?"
 
The green-eyed girl brushed some hair out of her face and laughed. "You didn't think you were the only pent-up woman here, did you? The Kinkou is not friendly towards relations. They alter balance and fairness. However… I have personally felt myself an exception, since Shen and Kennen are judge and jury, the executioner merely does as she is told without emotion…"

Riven finally managed to shut her mouth and cobble together her thoughts. She was amazed. The girl was so confident in her sexuality, keeping it somehow hidden all this time. "Wh… Ha… How are you like this, Akali? You are so utterly serious on the battlefield, and you're known all around Valoran as a passionless force… this behavior is almost beyond me!"

The ninja giggled sweetly, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. "You just have to know who you are. Everyone in the League lives more than one life, exile. At the same time, I can be a strong-standing pillar of the Kinkou order, an emotionless combat machine for the League of Legends, aaand…" she paused, bending over slightly and tracing her finger down Riven's maleness.

"A legendary slut when I want to be, as well. I've wanted this dick for a long time, sweetie."

At this, she kissed the huge cockhead, her forehead pressing into her breasts simultaneously. The woman gasped as she felt those sexy red lips press into her most sensitive parts.
 
Akali jacked the dick in front of her once, cooing as she felt a little more cum spurt out of the top. This she gathered in her tongue, then slathered generously around. Riven let out a loud, catlike "Humm!" as the wet tongue slid around, brushing Akali's own lips out of the way as she sucked loudly on it. Finally she pulled her tongue in and began to go down on her, her lips stretching out around her glans, Riven crying out as her warm, soft mouth enveloped her.
 
It felt divine. Never in her lifetime of self-pleasure had she imagined the real thing would feel this good. No toy could suck as wonderfully as this. Saliva smothered her, coating her in a warm sensation that filled her body with lust. She felt herself slide over Akali's tongue, as inch after inch went into her mouth. She moaned again, her ragged breathing begging her deeper.
 
Akali realized that it was going to take forever if she was just going to deepthroat her. "Thffffuck thithh" she mouthed around the beast, then impaled herself fully upon her meat rod with a throaty "Gulllk.". Riven screamed, her world exploding into previously-unknown colors as her cock was suddenly six inches farther into Akali's warm throat. She felt like she was going to cum right there, so she put her hands on the back of Akali's head, wanting to plant her seed as deep as possible, never wanting to let her go.  
 
Akali paused, realizing that, even with a few inches to go, Riven was as far in as she was going to get without choking her. She was easily the biggest futa she had ever heard of, despite being a complete mewling sub. She started to pull back, allowing her rubbery lips to suck and drag loudly along the spit-shined shaft. At the same time, her hands groped her own huge breasts to put on a show for Riven, squishing them into beautiful fat globes sitting high on her chest. They were still glistening with semen from earlier. Riven fed more of her cock down her throat, groaning as she knew climax was close. The slutty sucking and delicate moist noises were driving her over the edge, and she thrust forward to bury herself fully into her dirty mouth. Her whole body wreathed in pleasure, she came with explosive force, her powerful muscles launching a new wave of semen down her shaft and into Akali's stomach, which she guzzled down like sweet milk.
 
Akali kept her eyes closed as she concentrated on working that fat shaft, sucking and licking at it for almost half a minute, until finally it stopped giving her any more. She felt her body becoming more and more submissive to the huge futa, kneeling and sitting on her feet with her mouth wide open and tongue out like a child trying to catch snow.
 
Riven found humor in the pose, deciding to tease her about it.
 
"You're thirsty, huh?" she said in her usual husky voice. "Do you want me to feed you some more?"
 
Akali tilted her head to the side, gazing upwards at Riven lustily. "I'm whatever you want me to be, mistress. If you choose to keep me alive on a strict diet of your salty cum, then I will drink it gladly."
 
Riven's eyes bugged out and she coughed into her hand at the thought of something so kinky. She had never been able to lose her erection around Akali in the past, and something told her that wasn't about to change now. Having at last cum inside the object of her affection, her mind cleared, the need that coursed through her system finally allowing her a breather. Her small-cocked crush was still kneeled on the ground, smiling up at her. Riven realized that the ninja truly admired her, truly lusted for her, truly wanted to be a part of her life. No longer so virginous, her nervousness around Akali faded, and she was filled with an entirely new sensation: Love. She wanted to marry Akali, plough her field, and grow old together.
 
"Akali, do you think-"
 
"Balance is in order, Riven. Take me from my top and my bottom," she said whorishly, gently brushing her cock out of the way of her puffy vagina.
 
"Oh, ah, I guess we can do that. How… Ah?"
 
Akali laughed again, and Riven filled with pride that was making the one she adored happy. "Of course mistress, allow me to show you how I can service you."
 
All the while, Akali was slinking forward on her hands and knees, until her head was right next to Riven's pelvis. She gave her leg a long lick, then reached up and gently pushed on her stomach. Riven stumbled at first, but then allowed herself to fall backwards, coming to the floor with a soft flump, her dick stuck out at an angle, still rock hard. Akali climbed on top of her slowly.
 
"Hmm, hmm," she laughed. "You don't tire easily, do you, sweetie?"
 
Riven blushed. "You're just so sexy. I can't contain myself."
 
Akali said nothing, merely dragging her pelvis forward as she came to sit upright on Riven. Their penises touched briefly before Akali's slid away, her sopping muff replacing the sensation. Riven moaned, her fem-lube even warmer and wetter than her mouth.
 
"You're so wet," she breathed.
 
"You're so hard," Akali shot back.
 
At that, Akali lifted herself a foot into the air, grabbing Riven's dick and cooing as she aligned it with her nether lips.
 
"Mnnnng! Gaaaaah-haah-haaaa!" Riven cried out, her sore cock being taxed to its limits.
 
It surely felt even better than anything yet, truly made for accepting cock, her warm walls twitched and constricted against Riven's bunker buster as it slid in. Her prostate gurgled, working overtime to produce another batch of seed to pump into her eager cum dumpster.
 
Akali's hot depths milked her greedily, her wet nether lips sucking lewdly upon her freakish girlcock. Riven could only lay back and allow the sexy ninja to bounce herself up and down, her huge breasts wobbling dangerously, both women moaning like whores. As soft as her hands were, as wet as her mouth was, this was softer and wetter than either, simultaneously. Each time Akali's lips kissed her tip, her cock was left dripping lubricants that made the slide down easier than ever. Riven's hands found Akali's waspish waist, loving her curves and the eagerness with which she threw herself at her here in the shower.
 
"Aaaah… Oh, gods, Akali… You were made for this."
 
"No," she said, "Just a lot of practice."
 
The simple phrase made Riven's blood boil, desperate to prove to the woman she adored that she was the ideal mate, the perfect choice to marry and bear children with, the strongest lover who could protect her children… These masculine thoughts all flowed through her mind, igniting her strength as she roared, picking herself up off the ground with Akali still riding her pole. She stood up straight, holding onto Akali at the waist as she began to plough her, thrusting and grinding their vaginas together, the kunoichi reduced to a mere fuckdoll as the powerful woman had her way.
 
Akali's eyes rolled back into her head as the rough sex continued. She felt powerless, dominated. It was wonderful, so uncommon for a woman of her skills to be treated like a cumrag. With her big breasts and small cock, it was more natural for her, hormonally, to be on the receiving end of things, but due to her role as Executioner her partners were more usually afraid of her, and allowed her to take the initiative. Finally, a lesbian who was not a doormat. Perhaps Riven… Gulk!
 
She hilted with her teeth clenched and her eyes screwed shut, her enormous 11 inches entirely inside of the horizontal woman. Riven opened her eyes to see the hard outline of her fem-dick making a tent of her stomach, almost unable to believe she was physically capable of taking it. She had heard that a vagina could stretch when suitably aroused, but nothing like this. As she went, Akali's tunnel gripped her tightly, driving her over the edge.
 
She cried out in a glorious combination of pain and pleasure, a testament to the end of her frustration and consuming lust. Apparently holding back the tide for the true fuck, Riven's prostate gushed forth a deluge, utterly drowning Akali's uterus in sperm. It throbbed painfully, stretching out her pussy with a wet squelch. Seconds through her mind-shattering orgasm, she had filled up her pussy so fully that with each new pump it glopped out onto Riven's thighs: The mother of all creampies. Her hard thrusts packed it even tighter, deeper inside her, ensuring beyond a shadow of a doubt that Akali was hers forever.
 
It was almost half a minute before her tap stopped flowing, both girls wet with water and cum. Riven slowly let Akali down onto the ground, who walked to the wall wordlessly before sitting down with her back to it, her hand resting on her bulging stomach. As Riven turned, her cock finally drooped, its ceaseless discharge halted at last.
 
"Whoooh."
 
She followed Akali to the wall and sat down beside her, ignoring the cold feeling of her cock on the wet floor. She wrapped her arm around her shoulders, holding her close. Akali's head rested in Riven's neck, the two futas panting calmly as their bodies cooled off.
 
After a while, Akali looked up into Riven's golden eyes and spoke. "Ohhh gods, I feel soo full… You're a monster, you know that?"
 
Riven sniffed, with only a little pride, the member that had been embarrassing her all her life actually coming to use.
 
"…I'm probably pregnant, you know. Nobody could take that much cum and somehow get out without a baby, you virile thing…" Akali softly said as she traced her slender finger along Riven's hardened body.
 
Riven tried to adopt her usual impassive attitude, but found her heart hammering too fast to make it happen. She brushed aside Akali's hair and pressed their mouths together, lips melding wetly for a moment before she pulled away, a tiny string of spit breaking immediately. She looked into her eyes, very seriously, and went for it.
 
"Akali…" she said in her breathy voice, stammering "W…Will you B-be mine?"
 
The naked ninja felt her heart flutter, pleased to be someone's sub. Even though Riven seemed kind of sub herself, she didn't even give it a second thought.
 
"Okay."
 
She jerked forward and captured Riven's lips in her own, soon thrusting her tongue forward to deepen their wet kiss. Her hands found her small breasts and cupped them gingerly as she hummed down her throat, the new couple making out on the shower floor for quite some time.
 
 
Riven, for the first time in her years at the League, did not walk away from the Institute alone.









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