23 – (R-18) Drawing It Out

The trick, Ari had discovered—or theorized—to maxing out the pleasure bar was to delay her opponent’s orgasm as long as possible. {Stimulation} grew much faster than {Pleasure}, but the former could be managed, staved off. {Pleasure} grew consistently, if slowly, through the entire encounter, and didn’t decay. It was a balancing act.

And while Silvana was a level four, as high as Lori, and higher than Claire and Ari, a three-on-one meant they could contain her easily. Or, she hoped.

As for Silvana herself. She was a short woman, a little taller than Claire. She had black hair that made it down to her shoulders, and she was flat as a board. Combined with the impressive equipment between her legs, she almost looked like a boy. The wide hips and delicate facial structure gave the act away, but definitely the most tomboyish monster-girl Ari had run into.

She had wide silver eyes which gave away how intimidated by the situation she was. Though not quite timid as Claire, she didn’t radiate assuredness like Lori, either.

As for the important part … the equipment she was working with, and the tool Ari would be becoming acquainted with over the next ten to twenty minutes … well, it exceeded expectations. For such a small girl, the nearly ten or eleven inches between her legs—which had reared up at discovering what kind of fighting would be happening—looked so out of place on her frame.

Delightfully out of place. Ari’s insides squirmed in excitement. That’s going to be inside me, soon.

“Draw it out,” Ari confirmed, setting aside her backpack, the lantern, and stripping out of her clothes. She’d learned her lesson with Claire; the benefit of fending off her opponent for a few moments wasn’t worth the cost of replacing her outfit every day. “We’re going to take very, very good care of you.”

Now naked, Ari advanced on the ant-girl, who took a few hesitant steps back—though due to Ari’s excited, predatory expression, and not because she wasn’t looking forward to this. Her cock was standing painfully at attention, and she squirmed in place while she let Ari close the gap.

“Three on one,” Silvana said. “I’m just a worker ant. How about I supposed to win?”

“You aren’t,” Ari said. “So just give it your best effort and enjoy yourself.”

Having closed the gap, Ari wrapped her hands around Silvana’s ass, cupping them and jerking the other girl forward, so that her head buried between Ari’s breasts with a squeak. She was short—half a head shorter than Ari—though not as short as Claire.

Silvana blinked up in surprise, blushing. There wasn’t the same hesitance there as had been the case for Claire, but for some reason, the ant-girl reminded Ari a lot of her. The antennae helped the effect, she was sure.

Ari leaned forward and took Silvana’s mouth with hers. In between their bodies, her cock pressed into Ari’s stomach, pulsing heat. With the chill of the dungeon’s air, it was twice as noticeable. Like a hot brand.

Ari’s tongue slid around Silvana’s wet, eagerly reciprocating mouth. At the same time, Ari squeezed and played with her ass, exploring the ant-girl’s body as Silvana did the same to her.

Her hands up and traced the outline of Silvana’s figure, her hips, waist, then onto her shoulders, ending so that she held Silvana in a hug, her hands looped around the girl and resting on her shoulders.

Ari pulled back, and a trail of saliva bridged their lips. Silvana’s pupils had blown up in excitement, and she was panting hot air, which tickled Ari’s face in a tantalizing way.

“I’ll let you pick,” Ari murmured to her. “Which part of me do you want to use first?” She peppered kisses up and down her jawline, waiting for Silvana to decide. Ari savored in the ant-girl’s body heat—she burned like a furnace.

Silvana swallowed. “Well, I’m supposed to be trying to defeat you … but I, um, really want to …”

“Go ahead.”

“Your, um, boobs? Between them?”

Ari pulled back and grinned at the other girl. She must have realized the pointlessness in trying to win, because thrusting between Ari’s tits wouldn’t do much for working toward a victory. Silvana wanted to indulge. And Ari was happy to provide.

“Sure,” Ari said. “You’ll just have to make up time when it goes in here.” To emphasize her point, Ari gripped Silvana’s cock and ran it up and down her pussy, which was slick from excitement; it spread her folds apart and lubricated Silvana’s rod.

At the unexpected pleasure, Silvana groaned and bucked forward, which had her pelvis slapping into Ari’s, and her cock sliding between Ari’s thighs. Ari gasped at the impressive pressure between her legs, sandwiched by her thighs. It’s so big.

“Let me grab a towel,” Ari said breathlessly, reluctant to withdraw, but needing to. The stone floor wasn’t the best surface to be enjoying themselves on.

She jogged over, rummaged one out, then returned to Silvana. Ari shot a grin at Lori and Claire as she did so; they were waiting, arms crossed and blushing, respectively, as they waited for their turn. They’d allowed Ari to take the lead.

Ari laid down on the towel—not the best solution, but not as bad as laying on a stone floor—and squeezed her tits together, smiling up at a deeply-flushed Silvana. “Come on. Let’s have some fun.”