49 – (R-18) POV: Worker Ant VII
Silvana pressed her hips forward, sinking into the redheaded girl beneath her. A tight, constricting wetness enveloped her cock, and she groaned at the sensation. She couldn’t believe how amazing Ari felt. She remembered their first encounter, of course, and this wasn’t their first time, but the memory didn’t do it justice. Nothing could. Ari’s pussy was the best thing she’d ever felt.
Ari, likewise, sucked in a gasp of air as she took Silvana’s cock. Silvana might be short, and have an all-around diminutive stature, but that didn’t apply to what she had between her legs.
“S-So big,” Ari said, squeezing her eyes shut as Silvana eased herself deeper. “Why are you so big, Silvy?”
Silvana continued her gentle descent, watching Ari’s stomach protrude the smallest amount as she went deeper. With Ari’s litheness, her fit-for-fighting build and flat stomach, Silvana was able to make out the bump of her cock as it worked inch by inch up her body. Not extremely noticeable—Silvana was big, but not that big—but enough she could see her cock’s advance.
The sight was insanely erotic. Ari wiggled beneath her, whining as she was filled up. Silvana leaned forward, hands to either side of Ari, and finally pressed all the way in. Her pelvis impacted Ari’s, joining together with her partner.
Big, pouty green eyes stared up at Silvana. Come on. More. Please, go, they seemed to say. Ari bit her lip, and it was the last encouragement Silvana needed.
The action began. Silvana lifted up and slammed back down, sinking ten inches of girl cock into Ari with a loud slap. Ari gasped, hands scrambling into the dirt. Silvana also gasped—the squeezing sensation of Ari’s pussy was so intense. More than it should be. Her skills? Her class? Silvana didn’t know, but like always, she didn’t stand a chance. All she’d needed was one stroke to be lost in the pleasure Ari’s body provided.
She started rutting. Silvana’s lower half slapped into Ari’s with desperate vigor. Each impact had both their tits bouncing and a cry escaping Ari’s lips. However eager Ari was, Silvana’s size wasn’t easy to accommodate.
Ari’s legs wrapped behind her, and she started jerking her hips upward, aiding in Silvana’s jerking desperation.
The teasing’s gone.
Silvana had succeeded in that, at least.
Ari squeezed down with her pussy, and Silvana groaned. Ari was impossible to resist. The thin layer of plastic wasn’t helping at all, not with Ari gripping and releasing, milking Silvana’s cock with her lower half.
That skill is … so unfair.
“It’s okay,” Ari whined, “whenever you want. Don’t feel—ah—you need to hold out. Give it to me. We can always go again.”
Well, at least she had permission, because Silvana wasn’t lasting much longer.
Ari tugged Silvana down and kissed her. Having her slippery tongue tangle with Silvana’s own threw her over the edge. She groaned into Ari’s mouth and shuddered.
“Please, please,” Ari moaned. “All of it. Give it to me. Fill me up.”
Silvana pushed in with one last loud slap of flesh, and her entire body clenched. “Take it. F-Fuck, take it, Ari.”
Ari’s pussy squeezed and massaged her as Silvana’s cock finally seized. Fire coursed through her veins, and the first spurt seared through her as it left. Silvana cried out at the intensity. She bucked, once, as the next ejection came. She emptied her balls into Ari, spraying her seed deep into the writhing girl beneath her.
And when she’d finally expended herself—Ari encouraging her the whole way through with words and the jerking motions of her pelvis—Silvana fell forward into her partner, panting in exhaustion.
“There you go,” Ari murmured, stroking Silvana’s hair as she came down. “Wow. It must’ve been a lot. I hope it didn’t pop.”
The condom, she meant, Silvana recognized somewhere in the back of her head. She was still swimming in the remnants of her bliss, so rational thought was hard to pull together.
“Come on, now,” Ari said, patting her shoulder. “Let’s see what we got.”
Silvana groaned as she pushed herself up. Ari wiggled her way backwards, helping unsheathe Silvana’s cock.
“Wow,” Ari said, eyes widening. “Holy crap. A lot. No kidding!”
Silvana was impressed, too. When she sprayed the stuff indiscriminately, it was hard to get a sense for just how much baby batter she was pumping out. All collected in the tip of the bulging condom, she was provided visual proof of just how expertly Ari had milked her. The thing bulged with murky white liquid, almost the size of her fist. It looked close to popping, exactly as Ari had said. How durable were these bits of plastic, anyway?
And that all came out of me?
Made sense, she guessed. It certainly felt like that much—it took close to half a minute for her clenching and spurts to end.
Ari helped tug off the condom. No longer trapped at the tip, the white liquid filled the shaft of the plastic. It went halfway up. Ari dangled it in front of her face, eyebrows raised. “Wow. You liked it that much?”
“Do I need to answer?” Silvana asked dryly. “Did it, uh, work, then?” Ari had initiated this encounter because of her skill. Apparently, if extracted by Ari, Silvana’s cum should … what? Have magical properties?
Ari tilted her head as she inspected the item.
Silvana tried to do so herself, but nothing happened. It was, at least to her eyes, just … well, a condom filled with cum.
Ari’s eyes widened. “Oh, wow.”
Silvana took that to mean it had worked. “What’s it say?”
“Substance of Productivity,” Ari read off. “Consume to gain improved focus, drop fortune, and,” she cleared her throat, “ejaculate output.”
Silvana blinked. There were several things to digest, there. First off, ‘consume’. Ari needed to … drink it? Or whoever wanted the effect?
Silvana’s cock twitched at the idea.
“Drop fortune?” Silvana asked, choosing to focus away from that, however much the idea excited her. Or because of how much it excited her. “As in, for defeating monsters?”
“Seems like it.”
“That’s … good?”
“Potentially super good,” Ari agreed. “Bonus loot? That’s amazing, even if its small. And first and last parts aren’t bad, either.”
The ‘focus’ and ‘increased ejaculate output’. “Right.”
“Makes future milking sessions better. Higher yields.” Ari grinned at Silvana. “I’m going to have to be taking care of you pretty often, aren’t I? We’ll need a good stock.”
“R-Right.”
Ari hesitated. “Would you—you know … ?”
“Sorry?”
“Drink it yourself?”
Silvana paused. Drink her own … ?
“You don’t have to,” Ari rushed to assure her. “But um. It makes sense? Means we get more with every … effort? Plus, it gives you focus, I guess?”
Ari’s eyes were wide, and her cheeks flushed. She was clearly interested in the idea—in watching Silvana drink her own … stuff.
Ah, sheesh.
With Ari looking so excited? Even if Silvana herself wasn’t particularly enticed by the idea, Ari’s enthusiasm had Silvana’s stomach squirming.
She guessed it was only practical.