51 – (R-18) POV: Worker Ant IX
Ari explained her fifth level skill to Claire, who absorbed it with her usual blinking innocence.
“Huh,” Claire said. “So what was Silvy’s effect, then?”
“Improves focus, drop fortune, and … output.” Ari’s smirk spelled out what that meant; Claire flushed, eyes dipping to Silvana’s cock, before going back to Ari. “Unfortunately, me and her drank all of it. We need another load for you to take. Can you help us with that?”
For you to take? Ari was going to … milk Silvana … and have Claire drink it?
“Oh,” Claire said. Her face continued to redden, as did Silvana’s. “Sure. I, um. I’m happy to help.”
“Plus,” Ari said, “I wanted to test how the skill works. Do I have to do the milking? Or do I just have to be involved?”
“That’s a good question,” Claire said. “I wonder.”
“So is it okay if you handle most of it? And I just kind of hang around?”
“S-Sure.”
Ari grinned. “Great. Here, use this.” Ari trotted over to her belongings and scooped up something. A second later, Silvana saw what it was: Ari held out a condom to Claire. “Easiest way to collect.”
Claire took the plastic, turning it over in her hands. She looked up at Silvana, blushing.
Why was Silvana so insanely red, right now? She’d already had Claire’s cock crammed down her throat, hadn’t she? This wasn’t their first time.
Maybe it was Ari’s visible delight at forcing them into this. Or not … forcing them. Either of them could say no, if they wanted—Ari had emphasized that a hundred times. But still. Ari was having a great time playing matchmaker.
Not that Silvana minded.
Claire hesitantly approached Silvana. She fiddled with the plastic in her hands, just as nervous—for some reason—about this as Silvana.
Closing the gap, she looked up. Silvana had several inches on her. “How do you, um, want to do it?”
“However you want?” Silvana’s eyes flicked to Ari, who was grinning behind Claire, giving Silvana two big thumbs up. I actually hate her. And the reverse; Silvana was insanely grateful Ari had set this up. “You uh, whatever … whatever you’re comfortable with.”
“With you? Anything will be fun.”
How did she say stuff like that so easily? Silvana’s cheeks, somehow, turned redder.
“Well,” Silvana joked. “How about we get even? Considering how we met?”
Claire’s lips quirked, and she grinned bashfully at Silvana. “Yeah. I suppose that’s only fair. Sorry. I was really rough with you …”
Silvana definitely hadn’t minded.
Ari’s hands snaked around Claire’s stomach, and she rested her chin on Claire’s shoulder. “Come on. Get to it. Daylight’s burning.”
“How do I, um?” Claire fiddled with the condom.
“Pinch the tip, roll it down. Leave a lot of space in front … she really likes to pump out, let me tell you.”
Claire blushed, and did as instructed. Silvana sucked in a breath of air as her cool digits unfurled the plastic down her cock. Ari watched, arms still wrapped around Claire. She enjoyed the sight as much as either of them.
Claire got down on her knees, Ari following her, holding the hug, and Silvana’s cock twitched in anticipation. Claire gripped the base of her member, shuffling forward and lining it up to her lips. “It’s really big … I hope I can do a good job.”
“You’ll do great,” Silvana breathed.
Claire took Silvana in her mouth, lips parting to accept her cockhead. Silvana groaned at the sensation—even through the plastic, Claire’s soft warmth was exhilarating. Her fingers wrapped into Claire’s bumblebee striped hair, digging deep into their silky tresses. Her antennae twitched. Claire held her with those honey-gold eyes, and Silvana was ensnared.
“Look how much she likes it,” Ari murmured into Claire’s ear. “You’re really good at this. Try going deeper?”
Claire pushed her head forward under Ari’s encouragement, wiggling to slip Silvana’s length past her tight opening. Silvana groaned as it popped in to that constrictive tunnel. Claire gagged around her cock, but continued pushing her head down.
Silvana couldn’t help herself; it felt way too good. She gripped Claire’s hair and bucked. Claire choked at the sudden intrusion.
“That means you’re doing a good job,” Ari said. “Open up. It’s okay. You’re doing great.” Ari’s hand was on Claire’s throat, feeling it as Silvana’s cock distended the flesh outward with her size.
“How does she feel?” Ari asked, looking up at Silvana.
“F-Fuck,” Silvana moaned. “She’s so—so tight.” Her hips worked back and forth, plunging into Claire’s throat and filling it up, then vacating it, dragging saliva from Claire’s lips and making her gag. Her tight hole pleasured Silvana’s length, and Claire’s eyes watered under the assault. Her eyes were wide, excited, and even through the discomfort, she radiated pleasure—satisfaction in the reactions she was dragging out of Silvana.
Silvana slapped her pelvis into Claire’s face, rapidly approaching climax. She fought it desperately. With Ari, Silvana hadn’t felt as concerned over finishing too fast, but she didn’t want to embarrass herself in front of Claire. She fought the feeling away … but it was so much. And her hips wouldn’t slow down.
“I know it’s rude to ask,” Ari said, “but don’t hold off too long, okay? We still have Claire’s milking to do.”
Somewhere in the back of Silvana’s head, she recognized Ari was giving her an excuse—she saw how quickly Silvana was losing control.
For being such a devil, she really was so nice.
“O-Okay. Then, then, h-here you go.” Silvana pushed Claire’s head down, burying her nose into her crotch, and her upper body curled forward as she let the heat reach a climax.
Silvana groaned, Claire’s throat coaxing out the second of today’s sticky loads.
And … considering what kind of ‘monster milk’ she’d shared with Ari fifteen minutes prior … even more thick white strings ejected than normal. Her cock clenched and clenched, spurting out her baby batter down Claire’s throat, quickly expanding the condom.
Will it even hold? she thought hazily. It just kept coming. She just kept coming. Her cock emptied itself over and over, the spasming not showing any signs of slowing down. Her balls clenched and clenched, and cum gushed from her cock down Claire’s throat.
Silvana groaned, and reluctantly pulled out. It was the hardest thing she’d ever done, but she could tell what was happening.
The bulging condom—and Silvana’s cock—slipped from Claire’s throat, and Claire immediately broke out into a coughing fit. But by how Silvana was still twitching, Claire knew what was happening; that Silvana had pulled out because she didn’t want the condom to fill up in Claire’s throat. Who knew how that would turn out?
Claire’s hands replaced the pleasuring her throat had been providing, at least, even as she coughed and hacked, catching her breath. Two powerful hands worked up and down Silvana’s cock, helping it finish pump out the remaining twitching pulses of cum.
Claire’s eyes were wide—and so were Ari’s and Silvana’s. It was insane how much white stuff was coming out of her cock. The condom bulged, and Silvana had to hold the plastic down at the base; it was spilling down her shaft, the pressure of so much cum breaking the airtight seal at the bulging tip. Claire’s handjob became awkward, sloshing the cum along with the plastic as she coaxed Silvana’s orgasm to its peak, then, finally, down.
“Holy crap,” Ari said, staring at the overflowing condom Silvana had pinched closed at the base, barely containing the liquid. “Improves output. No joke, huh?”