“First,” Natalie said, “if you’re trying to make it better for me, you should use some lube. Sliding feels better than just jerking it up and down, dry.”

  “That’s obvious,” Sofia said ftly. “But where am I supposed to get lube? I don’t see aly sitting around.”

  “You could your pretty little mouth around me,” Natalie suggested. “That’d do in a pinch.”

  Sofia only gred. She was gettier at not blushing when Natalie teased her. That was disappointing. Natalie would have to try harder.

  “No, but really,” Natalie said. “Spit do the job. It dries up fast, but if you focus oop, then you get some mileage out of it. Just have to keep w it in.”

  “Seriously?”

  Natalie shrugged. “Make do with what you have.” A smile crept onto Natalie’s lips. “We also use your natural lubrit, if you want.”

  “My natural?” Her brow furrowed. Then her eyes widehe fusion clearing up. She started sputtering. “Please. As if.”

  “Then spit is the best we’ve got.”

  Sofia huffed. She leaned close to Natalie’s cock, and Natalie’s heart jumped. Sofia hesitated there, only a few inches away. As if sidering whether to spread her saliva in the easier way—by taking Natalie into her mouth.

  The hesitation passed, and Sofia spat. She worked her spit into Natalie’s cock head, then slowed her pace dowing her fingers slide up and down Natalie’s shaft. And as Natalie had told her it would be, the sensation of Sofia’s fingers slipping around her cock head was more promising than the unskilled jerking prior. Natalie let out a little sigh of pleasure, leaning bad enjoying herself as Sofia worked away.

  “Which segues into my sed point,” Natalie said. “The head’s more sensitive. So giving it the attention it deserves is a good idea, if yoing for a quick finish.”

  “I noticed,” Sofia ented. “You’re squirming more.”

  Yeah. She was. Even while trying to stay posed.

  Sofia stroked away. A satisfied look appeared on her face, seeing how her motions were affeg Natalie.

  While having had some time to acquaint herself with her ool, Natalie was far from experienced with it. She was still weak to the sensations that crashed through her at Sofia’s touch. It was being harder to ignore by the sed.

  “Well?” Sofia asked, bringing her entrang blue eyes up to meet Natalie’s. “That’s not it, right? What else I do better, master?”

  And that wasn’t helping. Those words had nht to make Natalie shudder like they did. Even with Sofia speaking them more defiantly than submissively, the token effort of deferenearly took Natalie apart.

  Which led to Natalie’s third suggestion.

  “Finally,” Natalie said, “you shouldn’t focus so mu the meics of it all.”

  “Sorry?”

  “It’s not just teique that matters. It helps, obviously, but sex isn’t just about rubbing away.”

  “Well, I know that.” Sofia paused, theantly said, “But expin?”

  Natalie found it amusing that Sofia needed her to. She ought to be able to pick up what she was getting at, especially if Sofia had been paying attention to what she had dohat really drew reas out of her.

  “The selling point,” Natalie said, “is you. Or us. That’s what affects me most. ’t you tell?”

  Sofia frowned.

  She tilted her head, her eyebrows furrowing, finally pig up what Natalie was getting at.

  Then, with a hand still on Natalie’s cock, stroking aying with her spit-lubricated cock tip, she climbed onto Natalie’s p and kissed her.

  Natalie melted into the kiss, fetting the sario she was in, the sudden advanexpected enough to white her mind out. Her hands settled onto Sofia’s hips. She explored Sofia’s mouth, squirming in pce as Sofia’s hand jerked her off betweehighs. Sofia’s taste eradicated her ability to think. She basked in her mouth and the feeling of her body pressing into hers.

  Sofia pulled back a half-inch, then ughed quietly into Natalie’s lips. Natalie’s thoughts had gooo hazy for her to be a the sudden fidence.

  “I think I uand, master,” she murmured into Natalie’s mouth. “It’s about us. You, on top of me. You like it when I’m submissive.”

  By how quickly Natalie’s breathing came, and the color of her face, Sofia had her answer.

  “When I’m your little cum slut,” Sofia emphasized huskily.

  Natalie shivered.

  “Yes, I get it now,” Sofia murmured. “I think I be that for you, master. But,” she said slowly, pressing a kiss into her lips between the words, “only if you promise to give me a big, hot load. And not soon—now. I want it now. We’re on a schedule. You do that for me, master?”

  Natalie didn’t even have a respooo lost in the proximity of Sofia’s body and the way Sofia’s hand worked up and down her cock. She chided herself fiving Sofia the tools she needed. She had always been a quick study.

  A part of her tried to rally, to return to her ued demeanor aeasing Sofia, but Sofia recaptured her lips and stroked away faster. Those thoughts drifted away.

  “e on, master,” Sofia pleaded, holding begging eye tact. “Doesn’t my hand feel good? Just let go. I’ll eve you finish in my panties, if you want. They’re yours for the day, anyway. Does that excite you? Knowing I’ll be walking around like that? Exposed and embarrassed?” Sofia bit Natalie’s lower lip and tugged. “I’ll be thinking about you the whole time. How humiliating it is. But I’ll do anything for master. I’m her loyal cock sleeve.”

  Natalie whined, her hips squirming as the heat built rapidly inside her. She never in her life would have thought words like that would e from Sofia’s mouth. And for her. The cept melted her down, turned her into a hot pile of sludge.

  “There you go,” Sofia murmured. “I feel you twitg. Go ahead. Give it to me.” She lifted her hips up, h over Natalie’s cock. “Straight onto my panties, like I promised. Get them nid wet. Mark me as yours. You want that, don’t you?”

  This so wasn’t fair.

  Sofia’s stroking took o frantic pace. Reag dowween her legs, jerking Natalie off, she aimed Natalie at her panties. “e on, master. There you go. You’re close. Give it to me.”

  Natalie’s hips strained upward, and—Sofia capturing Natalie’s mouth agai devastating attaatalie came. Thick, hot strings of girlcum seared up Natalie’s cock, coating Sofia’s panties with each spurt. She was lost iaste of Sofia’s mouth, her eyes closed as she basked in her asm, pleasure c through her.

  Finally, when Natalie had thhly emptied herself between Sofia’s legs, Sofia pulled away from Natalie’s mouth, her breaths ing out in heavy pants. Her face was flushed, and she smiled triumphantly at Natalie. Natalie couldn’t even be annoyed, half because her thoughts were still sluggish.

  Natalie looked down to see her cum c Sofia’s panties and thighs, dripping down onto her cock.

  “You did it, master,” Sofia said, smirking. “Look how easy that was.”

  Natalie looked back up. Sofia met her gaze, seemiremely self-satisfied. Then, slowly, the expression started to morph. She sat on Natalie’s p, then looked down at herself. Her wet panties. Natalie’s cock.

  Her face had already been flushed, but now it turned crimson. Natalie could see that realization across Sofia’s face, the triumph of her victory fading for mortification. She’d gotten lost in the moment.

  Natalie sidered teasing, but figured Sofia didn’t . Not by the expression on her face.

  “e on,” Natalie said, pattihighs. “We should up and head back.” As an afterthought, she added, “And give me your panties.”

  “R-Right.” She climbed off Natalie’s p, shaking her head to herself. She looked at the mess again, then down at her panties, and muttered, “I ’t believe I did that.”

  “I . You’re a natural cock servant. It just needed a little w out.”

  “Shut up.” She blushed at the crudity, and Natalie ughed. “And look away.”

  “Look away?”

  “So I take off my panties.”

  Natalie sidered protesting, but decided that she’d gottey out of her rival already. She obliged. Sofia stripped off her panties with Natalie’s eyes closed, then said, “Here.”

  Sofia handed a thhly cum-covered pair of pao Natalie. Natalie smirked as she looked at them, and Sofia’s face reddened further. “What are you even going to do with them? They’re ruined.” Shaking her head, she opehe stall door aed. Natalie started rolling down toilet paper to get ed up.

  Just outside the stall, Natalie saw Sofia freeze, going stiff.

  “Jordan?” Sofia shrilled. “What are you doing here?”

  Natalie hastily got herself ed, wiping down most of the cum from Sofia’s paoo, then stuffed them in her pocket. She pulled her clothes ba order, peeking out the stall while doing so. Sure enough, Jordan was there, leaning shoulder-first against a tiled wall, arms crossed and seeming amused.

  “Oh, you know,” Jordan said. “You two disappeared, then were gone for a while, so I got worried. Decided to che.”

  “How long have you been there?” Sofia asked, the pani her voice almost palpable. She looked back at Natalie, eyes wide, only for Natalie to start ughing.

  “Long enough,” Jordan said, her lips curling. “Really, skipping css to hook up ihroom. I expected more of you, Sofia.”

  “M-Me? That’s Natalie’s doing, obviously!”

  “Is it? From the noises I heard ing from that stall, that’s not what I would’ve thought.”

  Sofia swayed on her feet, seeming almost faint with embarrassment. She pced a hand on her forehead, then pointedly turned away from Jordan.

  “No. I’m not doing this. Why did you follow us? You’re both perverts, aren’t you?” She stalked for the exit. “What has my life bee? e on. We o get back to css. We’ve been gone long enough.”