90 – (R-18) Overlap

“Can you do that anywhere?” Ari asked.

“Benefits to a gooey body,” Opal confirmed with a smile. She poked at her leg, where strands of white were still floating around. “But wow … it’s pretty messy. That’s gonna be annoying to clean out.”

“Sorry,” Lori said. She was still panting, her climax having wracked through her.

“Sorry?” Opal asked, amused. “Pretty sure it’s my fault, not yours. If I’d really wanted to, I could’ve pulled out. But it felt too good.”

“Too good? You feel it too?”

“Not quite as much as having you inside me the normal way, I’d guess … but it’s still a lot of fun. Plus, you finishing inside isn’t a big deal. I don’t think we’re done with you yet, so I’ll be getting dirtier before I get cleaner.” She looked Ari’s way to confirm it.

“Not remotely done,” Ari said. “But, can I try something? With you?”

“Sure.”

Ari didn’t even need to explain what, and it had been an instant ‘yes’. And not because of her authority, Ari could tell, but because Opal was eager for experimentation. Though it was her body, Opal had just become sapient—she didn’t know the full extent of what she could do. She wanted to find out as much as Ari did.

“Okay, well, we just need to get this thing going again,” Ari said, scooting over to Lori and grabbing her cock. She stroked away, pumping the mostly-softened member to make it rear back up. “And speaking of, when does it go away? I kinda thought climax would make it disappear. Is it time-based?”

“Maybe she has it forever,” Opal suggested.

Lori blinked rapidly at that. She didn’t seem panicked at the idea, but apprehensive, definitely.

“It’s not that,” Ari said, confident. She guessed she couldn’t know with complete certainty, with Opal’s substance having a vague description, but it didn’t make sense it would be permanent. “I’m thinking there’s a time limit, or maybe when it goes fully soft, it goes away.” Ari had gripped Lori’s cock before it had fully settled down. If she hadn’t, maybe it would’ve kept shrinking until it’d disappeared.

Ari had been worried after how thoroughly Lori had emptied herself that she wouldn’t be ready to go again … but Ari’s stroking had her throbbing in no time. Perfect.

“Get on her,” she told Opal. A quick glance with Lori to confirm she was fine with that—and she was.

Opal scooted onto Lori’s thighs, then lifted herself up. Ari lined Lori’s cock up for her, pressing the veiny nine inches into Opal’s pussy lips. She rubbed up and down, fascinated in the way Opal spread apart. Her body was so realistic for being sculpted goo—so detailed, and easy to make out, despite the consistent color.

“Ready?” Opal asked. It seemed aimed at Ari as much as Lori. Ari realized she was a little invested in this. Why did seeing her friends have fun do so much for her?

“Go slow,” Ari said breathlessly. “I want to watch.”

Opal sank down, taking Lori inside her. It was insane how much arousal thrilled through her, seeing Lori’s cock be enveloped—then inch up, slowly, through Opal’s body. She could see Lori’s cock through Opal’s skin. It’d been the same with Opal’s foot, but for some reason, knowing it was her pussy—seeing Lori’s throbbing girl cock push up into her stomach—was even more mind-erasing. And the noises each of the girls made also had Ari’s skin on fire. It was so hot.

Opal’s hips hit Lori’s thighs, having fully taken Lori. She shivered once in satisfaction, and a low noise of pleasure escaped Lori’s throat. Lori was still trying to hold off on her reactions—which was insanely cute, as it always was. She was so bad at it.

Ari sat on Lori’s stomach, facing Opal. She felt a bit bad about blocking the view for Lori, but she wanted to try something.

She put a hand on Opal’s stomach. Beneath her fingertips, Lori’s cock hung suspended in Opal’s gooey body. Ari shivered in her own satisfaction, not even being stimulated. It was such an incredible sight.

“Can I … go in?” Ari asked.

“Through my stomach?” Opal asked. She didn’t quite understand what Ari was going for, yet. “Sure. I just have to … release.” She shrugged, as if she wasn’t sure how else to put it.

A second later, Opal’s firm stomach lost its tautness. Ari’s hand sunk in the gooey confines of her body, fingers delving in through her pink slime. Ari leaned forward, reaching toward Lori’s cock. Opal groaned. Ari had to imagine having her hand inside was a distinctly odd feeling, and by noises Opal had made, exciting, too.

Ari’s hand wrapped around Lori’s cock.

“Ah,” Opal said, shivering. “That’s what you want to do.” She wiggled her hips side to side. “I can … I can feel you too. On the outside of my pussy. So weird.” She wiggled again, Ari stroking her hand up and down, coaxing both Opal’s pussy and Lori’s cock. Lori also made strange noises behind her, being pleasure by two grips—Opal’s pussy and Ari’s hand—too much for her to handle.

Ari didn’t tell them to start, but their bodies acted from desire. Opal started rocking her hips at the same moment Lori started thrusting, bumping the two girls seated on her. Lori couldn’t accomplish much with two girls pressed down on her, but she humped anyway.

Ari watched, melting under the amazing sight of her hand stroking Lori’s cock as Opal rode her. What did it feel like? Was it as overwhelming as it looked?

She couldn’t hold off any longer. Ari needed her own satisfaction.

“Take care of me?” Ari asked, looking back at her hazy-eyed cat-eared friend. She slid down Lori’s body, presenting her pussy. “I want to get off.” She hadn’t, yet, and was already close from so much teasing and visual stimulation.

Lori didn’t need to be encouraged. She grabbed Ari’s hips and finished positioning her, then sank her tongue into Ari’s pussy. Ari whined in pleasure—at finally being stimulated again.

She jerked Lori off, watching Opal bounce, her tits jiggling with their vigorous activities. Lori’s cock stirred around Opal’s insides, and Ari got to see the whole thing, suspended in Opal’s translucent body.

She didn’t stand a chance. For the first time in a while, Ari came first. Her hand went up and down desperately as she reached climax, stroking Lori fervently, as if it were her hand’s motions providing herself pleasure and not Lori’s exploring tongue. She shook violently atop Lori, wracked with euphoria.

Her own finish must have worked Lori’s out, because she groaned into Ari’s pussy and also let go herself. Ari watched in a lust-filled haze, orgasm washing through her, as sticky girl cum pushed into Opal. Strings of white stuffed her pussy full. Unlike with her foot, it didn’t fly out and drift around—it suffused Opal’s pussy, cramming the white stuff and making a clear outline. The liquid jostled around as Ari continued to jerk Lori off through her body.

Opal followed shortly after. The three girls milked each other until they were drained completely, and laid atop each other, panting.