89 – (R-18) Lori’s New Equipment

Lori had a reputation to maintain. She was cool, aloof, an apex predator of the forest. Her emotions held no sway over her. Control. Control was one of the most crucial traits of an efficient hunter.

So she needed to keep a hold of herself. Even … even if she had two wet, sucking mouths teasing away at her newly grown cock.

Ari stared up at Lori, holding firm eye contact, eyebrows furrowed down in a pouting expression. Her mouth worked up and down Lori’s cock—her cock—licking and playing with it, leaving a wet trail. On the other side, Opal did the same, mimicking Ari’s actions. Her lips, and tongue, made of pink goo like the rest of her body, felt distinctly different from Ari’s. Stickier, with more suction.

Ari’s mouth alone would have had Lori melting down. Two of them? Playing with her in a way she’d never experienced? With eight hard inches of newly-appeared girl cock?

It wasn’t fair.

Lori had already embarrassed herself earlier by cumming first out of all three of them. And sure, she had a good excuse in the form of how Ari had turned sides and started playing with her—started rubbing herself into her, bringing her stimulation even higher, even as Opal thrusted from two directions—but ultimately it was an excuse.

Lori had a reputation to maintain. She wouldn’t go spouting off excuses. She’d been first to cum, and she’d burden that shame. To make up for it, Lori had determined to do better the rest of the day. Her ignominious defeat was a one-time thing.

So, Lori refused to give in. She had to hold out. However good Ari and Opal’s mouths felt trailing up and down her cock, Lori wouldn’t make any lewd nosies giving away just how amazing it was.

The problem was … they hadn’t even taken Lori in their throats, yet. They were just playing. Teasing with lips, tongue, and kisses. And it felt so good.

It wasn’t fair.

Ari planted a kiss on Lori’s tip, then smiled up at her. “So,” she said. “I’m kind of jealous. You’re the first one that gets to be inside Opal. That’s going to be so much fun.” She glanced over at Opal, as if checking if Opal was fine with what she’d teased Lori with. Ari did that a lot—verified even if their reactions were making things obvious.

“I’ve got some ideas,” Opal said, grinning up at Lori. Lori was, again, taken aback at how pretty she looked, despite her strange appearance. For being a single carving of pink slime, her features were distinct—and achingly attractive. Plus, that teasing quirk to her lips … it reminded her of Ari. Which was devastating to her intent of ‘keeping things under control’.

Seriously. She’d already embarrassed herself once today. She’d known, venturing out with Ari, that she’d be in for a lot … but so fast? She really needed to get a handle on herself.

“Ideas?” Lori asked, probably doing a great job of masking the intimidation in her voice. The way Ari’s smile widened was definitely coincidental. She didn’t see through Lori. Lori had to believe that, else she’d start blushing. Because she definitely wasn’t already.

“Ideas,” Opal repeated. “Yeah. Lay down.”

Lori did so. She wondered, briefly, if she should protest this: that they ought to be focusing on real adventures, finding other monstergirls and defeating them. Why waste their energy doing this?

But, the desire thrilling through her body refused to let her mouth formulate the thoughts. She was intensely interested in what kinds of ‘ideas’ Opal had. Plus, it wasn’t like Ari hadn’t considered it. She knew they were supposed to be adventuring, too, but had chosen to tease Lori instead.

She was so mean … couldn’t she let Lori save some face?

Opal sat low between Lori’s legs. Not on her thighs, but lower, between her shins, putting some distance between the two of them—enough Lori was briefly confused. Opal’s intent became clear shortly. Opal leaned back, supporting herself with two hands on the ground, then put a sticky pink foot on Lori’s cock and started rubbing.

Lori shivered at the sensation of Opal’s deft stroking, her sticky pink goo pressing her cock into her stomach and bunching skin as it rubbed away. “Your foot?” Lori asked. It wasn’t what she had expected … but the expert motions meant she wasn’t complaining.

She basked in pleasure for a few moments, doing her best not to make any embarrassing noises. She kept them mostly confined to the back of her throat, but a few escaped unheeded. That frustrated her, like it always did. Why could she be taken apart so easily? She was supposed to be firm, stoic, in control. It wasn’t fair.

Opal brought her other foot into the mix. She gripped Lori’s cock with two feet and jerked her off, toes curling around her cock head, rubbing her with sticky digits. Lori groaned, closing her eyes and trying to fight away the sensation.

“Not even watching?” Lori could hear the pout in Opal’s voice. “You’re gonna miss the best part.”

Lori forced her eyes open. She spared a quick glance for Ari, who was seated just apart from Opal and Lori, watching with that usual enraptured expression.

“Best part?” Lori asked.

“I think I can guess,” Ari breathed.

Opal grinned, then executed her plan. She finagled Lori’s cock down with one foot, so it was pointing toward her, then lined her other foot’s heel up to Lori’s tip.

She wasn’t going to —?

Opal thrust her foot down, enveloping Lori’s cock with sticky pink goo. Lori gasped, arching her back in pleasure. The pressure was incredible. It squeezed around her cock on all sides, firm but coaxing, bumpy and clinging in the way Lori imagined a pussy would be.

Opal didn’t let her adjust, or ease into the experience. She thrust her foot back and forth, jiggling her gooey body and making her breasts bounce with the effort—and coaxing Lori’s cock with jerking thrusts. Lori groaned and squeezed her own tits, drowning in the sensation. Her previous willpower had evaporated. The insides of Opal’s sticky foot felt too good to ignore. She didn’t stop the noises coming from her mouth. Couldn’t. She wanted more.

But, no … something was already building, and it hadn’t been any time at all. Not even a minute. Lori couldn’t cum that fast. Even if she had an excuse that it was her first time with a cock. She had to … hold off …

Suddenly, Ari was next to her. She tugged Lori’s hands off her breasts, then took them herself, pinching Lori’s nipples. She leaned forward next to Lori’s face, so her hot breath tickled her.

“I can tell you’re close. And so fast … it’s only been a few minutes. But it’s okay. Give in. Empty yourself in Opal’s tight little foot. Fill her up. I want to watch.”

Ari playing with her, and dirty talking, while Opal was already fucking her?

For the tenth time, Lori just thought: not fair …

She groaned as the sensation overtook her. Fire coursed through her veins as her cock spasmed, Opal’s eager thrusting milking out Lori’s first ever cock orgasm. Lori watched as sticky strands of white pumped into Opal’s leg, filling up her translucent pink goo with seed. Euphoria wracked her as her cock clenched and clenched.

Opal didn’t go easy on her, nor did Ari. The two girls played with Lori until she’d completely emptied herself, and collapsed into the ground, shaking with the strength of her finish.