Chapter 4 - Ahri, Janna, and Sona - Mutual Obsessions

Contains: A lot of stuff. Futanari, tiny dick, huge breasts, threesome, true lesbianism. Cunnilingus, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, jacking-while-kissing, cum-eating, snowballing, schoolgirls, dry-humping. Probably more.
 







 
Ahri was lying on her bed, fingering herself to pictures of other champions. She flicked through the scrapbook lazily, jilling herself as she imagined the dozens of sexy females all in a line, hard cocks in their hands, waiting to fuck her lovely body. There was that scandalous shot of Ashe. She was proud of that picture. Ashe had fallen on the ice, her dress whipping up and showing her lovely ass and flaccid cock. She never even knew Ahri had gotten it, but Spirit Rush came in handy on more than just the Summoner's Rift.
 
She played with herself rapidly, three fingers pawing rapidly at her burning cunt. Each time she turned the page it got a little messier. She had the pages specially laminated to make it harder to destroy. Still, more than half of the pages were stuck together, and they required a little tug to get them apart. She giggled at the huge splotch of cum that was mostly obscuring the picture of Lux in a revealing two-piece. She glared intently at the outline of the terrific cock hidden under her bikini bottom. Scrumptious. She probably hadn't finished growing her breasts or her cock due to her age, giving Ahri the promise of some delicious stacked morsel to lust after in a few years' time. She imagined the future, where Lux's fat breasts would heave as she stabbed herself into Ahri's wet breeder. Mmmm.
 
She pulled up her hand, her tongue slithering out and running between her fingers to lick up the sticky mess she had made.
 
She flipped the page as she began to massage her sopping vagina again- Morgana, the bitch who bared it all without ever responding to Ahri's sexual advances. It was like a shield surrounded her, insurmountable by her lustful magics. Even with her jiggling fat breasts, wide hips, and cock dangling openly in her dress, Morgana could never be reached for more than a picture. Her sister Kayle the same way, who had never bared anything except her lovely face. You could tell she was packing under that armor. Ahri had sucked enough cock to know who had a nice one. Her jilling sped up until her fem-lube was almost hitting the bed.
 
She flipped again. Ah, the Riven page. Her fingers danced rapidly, teasing her labia as her cock bounced with the vibrations.
 
Nobody had ever gotten a picture of Riven naked, but it was only too easy to get crotch-revealing shots. After all, she did a frontflip every time she completed her broken wings. Depending on the outfit, her fat shaft was either barely-contained by her flimsy panties under her classic dress, pressed against her leg by the scintillating thin spandex of her Battle Bunny, or enhanced to a positively inhuman size by dark Noxian magic in her Crimson Elite- Rumor was, the skin was disused due to Riven's own inability to fight while constantly giving herself a titjob. Ahri giggled. She felt bad for the exile, sexually clueless but still the favorite fuck-fantasy of men and women all over the planet... Championship, Redeemed, and Dragonblade hid her maleness a little better under armor or loose clothing, but her embarassment about her cunt-crushing length only made it kinkier. Ahri blew a kiss into the picture, imagining Riven's fat lips kissing her back as she jammed her fist into her gaping pussy with a sexy "Hnnnnng!" The idea of the powerful warrior Riven fucking her mercilessly too much to bear alongside her own brutal fisting, and Ahri came onto the bed with a shameless scream of release. "Nyaaaaaahn!"
 
Ding-dong!
 
The doorbell! Her ears perked up. Finally her fucks- er, friends, hard- had arrived. She stuck her hand in her mouth, sucking off the delicious lube. Then she closed the book with a wet squish and tucked her dick away behind her flowing dress, but let her vagina drool its way down the hall.
 
She opened the door to her home slowly, allowing one breast to spill overtop of her dress with a delicate "Whoops."
 
It was not who Ahri was expecting. It was the mailman. He thrust a brown box into her arms without asking for a signature, and whirled away with a hilarious expression on his face.
 
Ahri giggled and shut the door, returning her gorgeous melon to the inside of her soft dress. "Too bad he ran away," she said lightly, "If only he knew I would have taken his other package too."
 
She looked at the large box, then threw it onto the couch. It was her monthly shipment of dildos.
 
"Don't need those today!" she said musically into the air, just happy to be alive (and ready to fuck).
 
 
 
Ahri was happy she didn't have to fuck in the forest anymore, since the Institute had given her such a nice house nearby the Fields. She suspected it was to keep her from running rampant around Demacia, blowing everything in sight until the city drowned in jism, but it didn't matter to her. With her magical ability to induce lust on the battlefield, there was always some girl willing to dick her afterwards. Now she was able to always keep herself full to the brim on the cum of her colleagues.
 
A few minutes later, the door rang again. This time for sure.
 
Alas! The newspaper!
 
Ahri was so irate that her friends were standing her up that she grabbed the new visitor and gave her a long, sucking kiss, pressing her prodigious breasts into her body. She let the woman go, watching her stagger dizzily down the path.
 
The fox-lady stood with her arms akimbo, looking out over her yard. It wasn't like them to keep her waiting.
 
Only then did Sona appear, drifting towards her down the winding road. She began as a blue smear behind the trees, but soon she was face to face with Ahri, their bulging breasts an inch away from each other. The fox's mouth pouted out in a disappointed moue, showing off her painted lips. Sona scratched the back of her head good-naturedly, quite literally with nothing to say. It was obvious that she was sorry she was late. Ahri giggled and took her by the hand, leading her inside, but leaving the door open a crack.
 
The blue-haired beauty looked simply divine. Her long, flowing midnight-blue dress wrapped tightly around her, its thin fabric allowing even the most casual observer to see her juicy chest and fabulous hips. Tassels adorned with musical notes hung from her shoulders, which were the only clothed part of her upper body. Her dress was cut barely above the nipple, and her dress sagged around them- She had to make sure she kept her nipples hard, or it would immediately waft down (The promise of which in itself sold as many tickets as her musical talent.)
 
Ahri drew her in to a lover's embrace, placing her hands gently around her waist and allowing their chests to plump into each other. She gazed deeply into the mute girl's eyes, then kissed her gently for a few seconds. Her voice was coated with lust. "Thanks for coming."
 
They went up the carpeted stairs together, Sona feeling only a little uncomfortable as she stepped on what she hoped wasn't dried cum, but knew it most likely was. She wondered who it had come from- What gender they were, or at least what kind of parts had made the mess. Mistress Ahri was quite… well.
 
Ahri swept through the door to her bedroom, with Sona right behind. She breathed deeply. The room was filled with pink mist that tingled her nostrils and made her pussy gush.
 
Without a sound, Ahri moved towards the bed, beckoning and smiling widely. Sona drifted forward, the long ends of her dress and hair floating about. She knew how Mistress Ahri liked it.
 
Ahri sat down on the bed, allowing her sizable chest to jiggle. "Come on, now," she said in her sexiest voice.
 
Sona felt herself throb. There weren't any champions who could match her breasts, and she had a little four-inch pecker. All the same, Sona considered herself more of a lesbian than a straight girl, and loved Ahri's proportions and sluttiness. The fox-girl kept her knees and calves held tightly together, gazing up at her with the ultimate puppy-dog eyes. She looked like a poor lost girl with no idea of what sex was, were it not for her prominently-displayed breasts that her dress had a hard time covering.
 
Sona knelt down, her head level with Ahri's boobs. She gently snaked her fingers around Ahri's revealing dress, pulling it down ever so slightly as the woman cooed "Noooo." Her pink nipples pinged out. She gasped and put her hand to her mouth, bouncing herself on the bed so that they wobbled dangerously, her cheeks burning red in pretend embarrassment. Arousal, more likely. Sona's soft hands found her breasts, rubbing their generous curves with her palms. She leaned in and captured one of her teats in her thick lips, sucking powerfully for a little while, her eyes widening as she began to draw milk. She looked at Ahri accusingly.
 
She broke her act for a moment, whispering. "No, I'm not pregnant. I've just been taking some interesting hormones," she added. She began the game again immediately, reeling backwards and looking down at Sona in fear.
 
The blue girl grinned, placing her hand on Ahri's thigh and massaging it gently. "N…No, D-don't…" she stumbled. Sona ran her hands along the insides of Ahri's legs, massaging them gently and slowly moving towards her crotch. She twitched and brought her arms up defensively, making a tiny mewing sound. All part of the act. "D…Don't rape me please…"
 
It had been quite the night that Ahri had first introduced Sona to this game. The mute girl's head spun in circles, unable to ask questions or figure out what the hell was going on. It was their third date, and even though they had fucked like animals normally the first two times, she was entirely unprepared.
 
Sona took her hands and gently spread her lover's legs, exposing the girl's hard cock and aromatic pussy to the air. Ahri made a small "Houuh" sound, a whiny child's lament. Sona leaned in, her breasts dragging on the bed as the mist invaded her senses. It amplified Ahri's natural smell, which was essentially a mixture of heady sex and gallons of pheromonal perfume. Her eyes almost crossed as she caught the intense fragrance.
 
"P-please… Don't lick my little foxy pussy"
 
Ahri had to sit on her hands to keep from touching herself.
 
Sona leaned forward, and Ahri's thighs clutched at her cheeks. It almost made her want to giggle, but for her overpowering arousal. The slit in front of her was so pink and wet it was almost glistening. It was completely hairless. At last she pressed her lips to it, allowing Ahri's 5-and-a-half inch cock to rest in her face, and gave it a long exploratory lick from bottom to top, its flavor sticking in her mouth like chocolate. "Wha… What a-are you doing?" she stuttered.
 
"Mmmmmmmm…" Sona breathed, letting her tongue rest on her vagina as she gazed up, fixing her eyes on Ahri's. Her expression still read trepidation, but she was biting her nail in a very sexy-naïve way.
 
The maven dug in, closing her eyes and licking sensually. She liked the way the soft lips shifted and stretched, not at all like kissing. She pushed in, her walls clasping around her tongue immediately, eager to accept anything inside. Sona could feel her face getting wetter as Ahri's natural lubricants rubbed against it, practically begging her to go deeper. She accepted, and licked deeper and deeper with each go. Ahri had a nice tender pussy, not gaping but not tight. It didn't feel used although Sona knew from intimate experience that it was. Her little cock pulsed as she remembered long nights of railing the fox-girl, her pussy twitching as she thought of the nights she was the mount.
 
"Th… That feels n-nice, Sona!" she said, her virgin schoolgirl's resistance breaking apart. Sona had nothing to say, licking methodically and trying not to feel irritated that their other friend was so tardy. She knew it was only a matter of time for both of them- Janna would come soon, and Ahri would soon cum. Her aroma was heavenly, with both male and female parts just inches from her nose, it smelled like pure dripping sex.
 
"K-Keep going!" wailed Ahri, throwing her head back and kneading her pillow-like breasts. Her fingers sunk in deeply, drawing milk from her vast wells. The feeling of breasts, even if they were her own, caused her cock to spurt a little precum in excitement. "U-waaaah!"
 
Her pussy spasmed, constricting around Sona's tongue, wishing for a thicker piece of meat. It still tried to milk her, but Sona just stubbornly licked away, her nose pressing up against Ahri's cock growing from where her clit might have been. A little juice gushed from inside it, which Sona lapped up eagerly. Her lover's honey was sugary and delicious, and always made her want more.
 
As Ahri's orgasm died down, so did the stream of her wonderful fluids. Sona crawled up her body, pushing her back into the soft bed, giving her a big, long, lick that started from her pussy, dragging across her pulsing cock (Making it wet with her own cum mixed with Sona's saliva), and up around her long sexy stomach. Sona could feel her girly muscles underneath her perfect smooth skin. She allowed her breasts to envelop Ahri's cock as she continued to climb, nestling it in between two huge mountains of wonderfully soft boob. She stopped licking as she found Ahri's breasts, skipping them entirely and mushing their faces together. Her aqua hair splayed all over Ahri's face as their lips came together.
 
Their mouths meshed with a wet sound and a pair of lusty moans, kissing sweetly and lovingly. They kissed perhaps half a dozen times before locking lips as their tongues extended to seek each other out. Their cocks rubbed up against each other, Sona's much smaller one barely coming up halfway while Ahri's was digging into her belly button. Sona wished she was not holding herself up, so she could caress Ahri's naked body, to really feel her feminine curves. Ahri was a master of kissing, and drew her arms up to massage Sona's naked back as she licked and smacked at her mouth. Small lusty sounds issued from both girls as Ahri's lips smeared lipstick all over Sona's just as their tongues found each other. They wiggled them together, enjoying the dirty feeling of saliva on saliva. Ahri deepened the kiss, tilting her head and pressing her tongue forward into Sona's mouth, whipping it about as she gyrated her hips in an attempt to get their pussies to touch. She only succeeded in smearing their shared precum all over their stomachs, which was a victory in itself.
 
Sona disengaged with a sharp draw of air before plunging back in, this time herself taking the initiative and licking into the mouth of her foxy girlfriend. Still without her arms, she rubbed her chest up and down, making their nipples kiss, Sona's over-large areolas like saucers smushing into Ahri's smaller breasts. Ahri moaned lustily and began to hump the girl again, her pre spewing out as she really got into it. An animal at heart, her sexual escapades often resulted in a painful need to satisfy both at once, to receive the creamy seed of her lovers but also to violently plug a hole with her cock.
 
This was her reasoning behind her two girlfriends. Well, perhaps sex-slaves would be a more apt description for the trio's relationship, but they were good-natured about it. Ahri's kiss was more than enough payment for a little ordering about.
 
Her vagina just recently having cum, her lust only beginning to be satisfied, she stopped her roaming hands and reached down, lining up her cockhead with Sona's dripping folds. It sunk into her puffy pink vagina without resistance, the many minutes of joyful foreplay making it fully ready.
 
Janna floated in soundlessly, immediately grinning a she found the two inextricable, kissing and tasting each other's tongues as their genitals schlicked. Seeing Ahri totally nude, moaning… Sona, with the incriminating evidence written all over her body… It aroused her, and her loincloth tented slowly.
 
Sona's vagina squeezed her pleasantly, her walls ever so warm and inviting. She jammed her cock in farther, nearly bending her spine into a pretzel in an attempt to keep their mouths together. She rested her arms on Sona's hips as if to stabilize her, her meaty prick sinking in to the hilt.
 
Sona finally broke the kiss, saliva connecting their mouths until she was sitting straight up on her lap, cowgirl style. She started to bounce, enjoying the way her tits jiggled around. She grinned widely at Ahri, and the fox-girl reached out her arms to sink into her fleshy breasts. Her nether lips made an obscene slurp each time the shaft withdrew, and she placed a finger on her lips in a kinky "Who, me?" gesture.
 
Ahri tilted her head back into the covers, her mouth hanging open as she made high-pitched moans of delight, Sona's wet tunnel nearly too much to stand. She could feel her prostate beginning to convulse, getting ready to cum. Suddenly, her face was covered by Janna's, and their lips met. The fucking futa was nearly insensate, and could barely kiss back as Janna ran her lips and tongue all over, worshipping her mistress with her mouth. She came with a breathy cry that went straight down Janna's throat, just as her cock began to pump cum straight down Sona's insides.
 
Ahri was known for delivering a significant load, easily as much as a more-endowed and more-dominant futa, a result of naturally-overactive production and the sexual training of a thousand different women. It jetted forth as she pressed her head against Sona's cervix, painting her eggs white and triggering the woman's own orgasm. Unable to cry out, her head leaned back as her expression softened to pure pleasure, determined to ride it out. Her unloved cock, biologically attempting to impregnate something, was exuding little spurts of seed that might have added up to a tablespoon. She kept bouncing as Ahri's bigger dick filled her up, feeling her walls contract around it in order to squeeze as much cum out as she could. Ahri's prodigious delivery filled her up almost immediately, and gooey semen leaked out of her loose lips, making her shudder with the naughty feeling. With each thrust, more was forced out of her until it splashed down Ahri's dick, sliding into her own vagina. She had tried often to impregnate herself, the idea of having horny clones of herself to fuck was too tempting to pass up, but it never worked.
 
Janna, not satisfied, sealed their lips together, licking down into her mistress' mouth, running it along her palate. Ahri responded by trapping it between her own tongue and the roof of her mouth, tongues dancing messily. Janna pulled away as the dickgirls' orgasms faded, a contented smile on her face as her loincloth draped in a very conspicuous way that left no room for doubt as to her arousal. Ahri blinked, her entrancing yellow eyes gazing listlessly around the room in the throes of her post-orgasm. She found Janna's attractive face and fixated on it, slowly coming up with something to say.
 
"Where were you? I thought you had tailwind," she said accusingly, her voice still shaking from the orgasm.
 
Janna looked down. "I am sorry for keeping Mistress waiting…"
 
Ahri frowned and pointed at Sona. "Just stay at the foot of the bed until I decide what to do with the two of you…"
 
Ahri continued to pout, putting her face into a cute moue with her lower lip sticking out. Janna leaned in and captured it with her mouth, sucking and licking on it as her hand cupped one of her big breasts, playing until she forced the woman to giggle.
 
"Okay, Janna, apology accepted. Now," she said breathlessly, "I'm still ever so hard. Come jump on my dick."
 
Janna grinned and reached up for the front-latch of her bikini, nestled in between her generous breasts. They were gently pushed apart by the back of her hand.
 
Her tiny fingers released it in a second. She dropped the bra on the floor, allowing her perfect breasts to breathe. Her other hand dropped to her bottoms, her loincloth sticking straight out awkwardly. She put her thumbs in the sides of her thin belt, bending over quickly to slide it down her legs. She stood up again, a long and hard cock bouncing up with her.
 
Janna's fabulous DD-cups gave her an excellent balance between top and bottom, with a solid 8-inch cock that throbbed powerfully. By some definitions, she was the ultimate woman. Her breasts sat high on her body, large but not large enough to sag. On the Fields of Justice she wore clothing that showed off her tiny waist and wondrous ass, giving her a sexy hourglass shape, while she used a thick cotton belt to keep her dick down. Her lovely face was framed by long, flowing, blonde hair. Her lips were plump, and her eyes sparkled in the light. In that way she was beautiful even by common standards, and her lengthy arcing cock simply improved her. Males and females alike both lusted over her staggering beauty. It was said that even men would have been happy to carry her children.
 
Ahri moaned and wriggled on the bed. "Come on, ride me backwards. Let me see your sexy ass."
 
"Of course."
As Janna prepared to get onto the bed, she looked Sona in the eyes, exchanging a loving look as the two girlfriends prepared to satisfy their overbearing mistress. They broke the eye contact for a moment while Janna got aboard the flat-out futa-slut, then turning to Sona at the foot of the bed.
 
Ahri spoke up again. "By the way, I just decided that I was hungry. I want to taste your cum after I fuck it out of you. Sona, jerk her off for me, and make sure you catch it in your mouth!"
 
Janna giggled at the slutty idea. Her dick did, too. Before she could react, the horny maven was on her, pressing their lips together hungrily and grabbing her hard cock with her hand.
 
She put her butt on Ahri's thighs then slid backwards until her fem-cock was sandwiched between her cheeks. She started to bounce up and down, causing Ahri to cry out in pleasure. She moaned into the kiss, their long tongues wrapping together as their lips rubbed wetly against each other, her cock pulsing wonderfully with each pump.
 
Sona tried to hold back a giggle as her gentle fingers coaxed more and more pre from Janna's shaft, slowly but surely coating her fist. She didn't mind penises if they were attached to sexy girls, and of all the dicks she had seen, Janna's was probably her favorite.
 
Ahri cried out. "Eeeyah! That feels good! K-Keep bouncing!"
 
Janna twerked her ass while keeping their thighs pressed together, giving Ahri a most unique stimulation.
 
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! That's g-gooood!"
 
Janna broke the kiss long enough to smile over her shoulder, slowing her motions to a mere tease.
 
Ahri squealed. "Okay, okay, enough. Let me inside! I need it!"
 
Sona rolled her eyes. Ahri and her "needs." Ahri might as well just buy a watermelon and a cucumber, so she could jam her dick into the melon and rape herself with the oversized cuke. She'd probably stay in bed until she died of thirst.
 
Janna lifted her plump rear off of her seat, and as she sat down again Ahri guided her cock into her asshole. Janna gasped ever so slightly as she felt it penetrate her, and her mouth was filled with Sona's tongue. Her attention suddenly returned to the kiss. The slutty supports made out with abandon, Sona leaned in, her enormous breasts completely molding over Janna's considerable pair, their nipples pressing together. Drool leaked quite openly from their not-quite-sealed lips, dripping down onto Janna's chest.
 
Behind them, Ahri panted lustily, her cunt already burning with lust again as she tried her best to pack Janna's ass full of dick. Their legs came together with hard clapping sounds as Janna bounced up and down on her, allowing Ahri to simply lay back and enjoy being milked.
 
Janna tried to break her attention in two, to focus on both Sona's slithering tongue in her mouth and her ass being reamed behind her. She found it impossible, distracted by the warm hand on her cock. There was too much happening, and she allowed her mind to fog over in the intense sensation. Her hands dropped to her sides and she moaned into the kiss, clenching her ass to provide a bit of extra oomph for her mistress.
 
It was too much for her to withstand, and her orgasm rocketed towards her. She shrieked girlishly as the tight hole made her cock burn, her body working overtime inside her to produce as much semen as it could.
 
Janna was just about to blow, as well- Her relentless ass-pounding, with Ahri's hard cockhead slamming against her prostate, was enough by itself- Sona's soft ministrations pushed her over the edge even faster. Janna broke the kiss reluctantly, leaning her head back and breathily screaming "Cuh…Cumming!"
 
Ahri wailed out, "Cumming!" her cock overwhelmed with pleasure. She came again, less than last time but still a considerable volume. She put her hands on Janna's hips and jammed her dick as far as it would go, eager to pump her full of a freshly-made batch of cum. With the intense pressure of Janna's tight anus, it unloaded slowly like toothpaste squeezed from a tube, her heart pumping out more and more as she bit her lip. The pressure inside her dick was terrible, forced out through a too-small hole, she started to jerk her hips in a frustrated act of pleasure and pain at once, making little foxlike grunts and moans.
 
Janna felt her bum fill up with the salty white fluid, licking her lips clean of their mixed saliva. It felt like she was dumping liters into her, her confused dick was doing its best to inseminate her, not able to discern between a fertile pussy and a cavernous ass. Just imagine if Ahri had dropped that in her quim…! But just as she accepted her new dump of seed, her own was being greedily sucked out by Sona's plump lips. She couldn't help but gasp out as Sona took half of her length inside her mouth, her eyes wide open as Janna started to spray her ropey cum into her mouth.
 
Janna was no slouch in her production, either- Sona felt her cheeks bulge up, and decided to swallow before she started to drool it out. With a loud gulp, it went down and splatted into her stomach. She liked the taste, but was dismayed when Janna kept on going. She had to swallow her mouthful twice more before she finally finished, feeling kind of full while keeping another load of it kept warm in her mouth so that Ahri could drink it.
 
Janna rolled off the dick, and it slid from her anus with a wet pop. She snuggled up to Ahri, pressing her body into her side and nuzzling her huge perky breasts. "Mmmmistresssss…"
 
Her anus felt a little wet, and she clenched. She wanted it all inside to digest. She had to concentrate not to let any of mistress Ahri's wonderful sperm leak out of her, which was especially hard in the face of her recent stretching.
 
Sona climbed onto the bed, straddling Ahri as she let her pendulous breasts rub all the way up her body. Ahri shivered with delight as she knew what was coming. She opened her mouth, and Sona gummed their lips together just as her breasts crushed Ahri's smaller pair. Janna glared jealously at the kiss, her hand unconsciously dropping to her soaked cunt to try and get herself off to the white-hot sight of the two drop-dead ladies making out, their tongues oiled by her own semen.
 
The warm ball of sperm rolled into Ahri's mouth, which she gratefully accepted with a girlish moan. It was followed by Sona's tongue, probing and licking inside her mouth lustily. She gathered up the cum with her tongue and tried to push it back into Sona's mouth, which really just made it messier. She ran her hands around to Sona's ass and gripped it tightly, her generous rump overflowing her fingers. Her pinky gently rimmed her virgin anus, almost shaking with excitement. Janna's jizz tasted sooo goood… She resisted the urge to swallow it down, but was unaware that Sona had already guzzled almost a liter of it.
 
Janna played with herself faster and faster as the lewd display went on, her eyes flicking between the messy kiss, Sona's huge tits, and the mess that was rapidly coating their faces. She groaned in frustration as she forced herself to stop her fingers, as she sent them wrapping around Ahri's lush thigh while pressing her box into her leg, the sight already causing her needy cock to start drooling again. She started to rut against her, her dripping nethers sucking and slurping as her dick was crushed between her hip and Janna's stomach.
 
Ahri and Sona moaned as their tongues tangled. The taste was incredible, a mix of saliva and cum that they were eager to snowball until it dissolved completely away. Ahri barely registered Janna's dual frotting of her cock and vag, merely accepting it as a token of her adoration to be rubbed up against.
 
After a few minutes of glorious frenching, the stringy mess of semen finally melted away down their throats. Sona pulled away, thick strings of spit and cum holding their faces together, but Ahri wasn't done yet.
 
"Naughty girl, withholding some of the goodies. Come on, I know there's more in your stomach. I can taste it on your breath. Give it to me…"
 
Sona felt Ahri's hands on the back of her head, pulling her down into another deep kiss. She felt her stomach begin to tingle as a whisp of light green magic danced around their bellies. Painlessly, she felt herself begin to vomit, her throat disgorging another cup of the warm girl-juice directly into Ahri's mouth. Janna's body went berserk, humping rapidly at the sight of her mistress treating her girlfriend like a portable sperm fountain.
 
It was the strangest sensation, but Sona found it utterly erotic. Her nethers ran as the cum was magically lifted out of her stomach, while her own muscles were pushing it up her esophagus and into her mouth, where Ahri's questing tongue quickly devoured all of it. She had hoped never to taste the same sperm twice, but she was happy that Janna seemed to be enjoying it. Even Ahri's specially-designed super-silent bed was squeaking away as she jackhammered her dick and pussy into her thigh.
 
Sona felt Ahri's hands on her cheeks, gently pushing her away. Her aqua hair veiled their faces as the fox-girl whispered, "I'll leave you a little bit, because I like you, but not because I'm not hungry."
 
The flow ceased, leaving another quart of cum still inside. They kissed for a few more seconds, pressing their lips together and giggling as they made loud smacking noises, Ahri's hand greedily exploring Sona's plush ass as they finished.
 
Sona collapsed onto Ahri's side, her arms tired of holding herself up, her breasts sore from pressing into her for so long, and her throat almost feeling like it had had an orgasm. Janna finished herself off with a joyful "Hnnnnng…" that caused her to spurt both of her sexual juices onto Ahri's leg. She seemed to fall asleep immediately, and Sona too closed her eyes.
 
The bed was already a superb mess, and the night had hardly begun.
 
When Sona awoke, Janna was lying down on the bed, toying with her cock, pressing her large head into the palm of her hand and gasping lightly at the stimulation. Her other hand was gently rubbing it up and down, so that her foreskin kissed her palm. Ahri was nowhere to be seen. Sona watched Janna play with her hard tool with a glazed expression for a while, then started to stare at her breasts. She felt her pussy moisten.
 
"Come on, girls, what are you doing? I said I'm still hungry."
 
Ahri was standing over them, her body glistening erotically with some kind of shiny body oil.
 
Janna spoke out with wonder. "We're not done?"
 
Ahri giggled. "Not even close, baby."












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