Natalie felt like she was on fire, and there was more than one reason why.

  First, there was the obvious. She had her own co her mouth. It didn't matter that Ana was the one piloting her body. It was still her cock bulging her cheek outward, its sweaty st filling her nostrils.

  Adding to that, making the situation even more overwhelming, was that this was her first time being intimate with Ana. The dark-haired mage had always been a bit of an enigma, and not someoalie had grown especially close to—though maybe that unfamiliarity only made this more exg. Because she would hardly deny attra to the woman, for all that they didn't know each other well.

  Finally, adding to the sludge of arousal, was that this was Natalie's first cock. As in, from the receiving end. She'd alreferred girls, and while she had been magically granted a on, she'd never pyed around with one besides her own. Much less anirl's—which was, of course, eveer.

  Her first experieh girlcock. It was more than she could have hoped for. And maybe this was egotistical, but it was a thick, veiny, amazing girl co top of that. Having it pulse heat and twitside her mouth as she raongue across it was miing. The way it so easily filled her mouth, stuffing her cheek outward.

  "For how reserved you were a sed ago, you're really getting into it," Ana murmured, a smirk teasing the edges of her lips. She slipped a hand onto the back of Natalie's head, into her hair, then pressed down, w Natalie deeper. "Who would've thought you'd be such a slut for your own cock?"

  And there was that, too. The st factor turning Natalie into a puddle of hot arousal: Ana's suddenly fident demeanor. How easily she had fallen into a dominant role. Why did that do so much for her? Usually, Natalie preferred the opposite.

  "Or is it my cock you're a slut for?" Ana asked. "I'd want an answer, but your mouth is full, and I don't want to distract my toy." She worked a sed hand into Natalie's hair, then pushed harder, w her cock toward the back of Natalie's throat. "For that matter, I'm sure you do better than this. Let's see how much you take."

  Timidity wouldn't have made much sense on Ana, Natalie was slowly realizing—though any kind of plex thought was difficult. Seeing Ana reciprocate in any capacity was straer so many weeks of stoicism from her. Strange, but more erotic for the fact. Getting to see Ana's walls finally e down. Even if maybe Ana was doing it iionally, making a show of dominating Natalie for Natalie's own sake. Ana had all but said she wao make it better for her.

  Iional or not, ho reas or not, it was w. And Natalie could tell Ana was being ho in sard. The noises of pleasure made that much obvious. She liked the feeling of her co Natalie's mouth.

  And by how she ushing Natalie, she wao go farther. To cim her throat and make it bulge outward.

  Natalie could do that for her. Relenting to Ana's pressure, she loosened her throat, rexing as Ana urged her forward. The irl's thick cock brushed against the back of her throat, and Natalie fought the reflex to gag. Her arousal made it easier than she'd have expected, despite her ck of experience. She wanted Ana's co her throat—her own co her throat—so badly that overriding other instincts wasn't much of a struggle.

  Her throat strained as Ana's cock pushed into it. Ana was slow, but not gentle: she urged Natalie down with a firm pressure, pressing her hips forward to shove her co. When it finally slid down, popping into that restrictive tunnel, Natalie's entire body fshed with heat. Ihroat. Ana was inside her throat.

  It was a lot, both literally and figuratively. Natalie's cock was huge, and having it behroat outward was an intense experience. But the insane pressure, the way she gagged and struggled to make space, drove her wild with excitement. Her entire body pulsed with heat, her stomach squirming with so much arousal she felt like she might pass out.

  Ana didn't stop there, aher did Natalie. The two of them worked together to have Ana's cock sliding further and further, with Natalie wiggling her head and rexihroat muscles to make as much space as possible. Finally, Natalie buried her o Ana's soft pubic skin, kissing Ana around the base of her cock.

  Ana sighed in satisfa, both hands on the back of Natalie's head. Natalie looked up with watering eyes—then gagged, uo help it. She had a lot of co her throat.

  "Impressive," Ana murmured. "You really are a natural. But I'm not done, so be a good girl and keep it up. You don't need air that badly, right?"

  Ana pulled her hips back, sliding thick eight inches from Natalie's throat, then spped back forward, violently shoving Natalie down. The sensation of cock emptying then stuffing her in such quick succession rehe fire burning across her skin—and also made her gag, whia ignored.

  The irl worked into a rhythm, rog her hips bad forth, bulging Natalie's throat outward with each stroke. Natalie savored the sweaty taste of Ana's cock—her own cod the way it made her bulge wherever it traveled, even as she choked and struggled to aodate Ana's eager motions. With a sort of ecstatic awe, Natalie pced one hand ohroat, feeling it distend with each thrust.

  The feeling of havihroat used as a cocksleeve finally broke Natalie's resolve. Her other ha between her legs, and she started rubbing at herself, needing her own physical relief. The pressure had grown too much to resist.

  Ana smirked down at her, and Natalie's face burned with embarrassment at how btantly she was enjoying this, but she ultimately didn't care. She wao feel good. Ana's violent use of her throat had broken down all of her barriers.

  Natalie bobbed up and down on Ana's cock, Ana aiding her with a firm hold on the back of her head. The sight from down below was amaziing to look up at Ana's flushed face, the ecstasy that was so pin there, and her hips spping into her face with each thrust.

  Natalie approached climax with shameful speed. The cocktail of burning arousal, aided by her hand rubbing desperately between her legs, took her apart faster thahought possible. Nearly no time passed before her climax started to wash through her, and the jolt of embarrassment didn't help fend off the immi asm, but instead only drove her higher.

  Ana, seeing Natalie start to fall apart, raised her eyebrows. "You're cumming before me?" she asked incredulously. "This is my first time with this thing, and I'm the oing my cock sucked." She tutted even as she kept throat-fug Natalie, seeming way too posed even now—if, at least, red-faced and panting. "That's pretty embarrassing, Natalie. You like the taste of your cock that much? So much that you're cumming just from being throat-fucked?"

  The words pulsed through her, the taunting only taking her further apart, which robably Ana's iio coursed through her veins as Natalie eagerly choked on Ana's cock, thrusting herself up and down, usihroat to massage the thick, pulsing member. Because she wanted Ana to finish. For Ana to stuff her stomach with cum. It was the only thing that would make this better—getting to feel her stomach fill up.

  "You want it, don't you?" Ana asked in realization. "Me to finish inside?"

  Natalie's begging eyes answered for her. For being clueless, Ana arently ahetic partner. Who would have guessed?

  Natalie nodded rapidly, just to make it clear. She didn't care how shameful it was to give an affirmative. She was beyond embarrassment.

  Ana gripped either side of Natalie's head, then started spping her hips forward with renewed vigor.

  "Since you've been a good girl," Ana said, "I'll indulge the request." Her mouth fell open as she started to pant in pleasure, face twisting as she approached ecstasy—clearly giving in to her desires, no longer holding off as she used Natalie's throat.

  But, Natalie wondered, why had she been holding off? Taking it slow? Wasn't she all about practicality? Finishing as fast as possible?

  The thought only brushed her mind. She was too ed with the twitg waves of pleasure washing through her, the scorg heat asm, and the promise of Ana's climax. The way her cock twitched and swelled inside her throat, making it aighter fit.

  Give it to me, Natalie begged. Fill me up. I want it. She couldn't speak the words, but she made it clear with her movements. Her vision started to b on the edges.

  Ana groahen shoved Natalie's face down i violent smack, burying Natalie's o soft pelvic skin. Natalie closed her eyes as Ana's climax finally arrived.

  Hot, sticky strings spurted into Natalie's throat, Ana's cock vulsing dowight tunnel. Her legs shook as she kept Natalie's face squished into her, cock buried all the way in. Natalie's head swam as she ran out of air, but she didn't ask to pull off. She basked in the sensation of sticky ropes ejeg straight into her stomach. Her own cum. Ana was filliomach with her own cum.

  A sed peak crashed into Natalie, her asm renewing, reag even more scorg heights. She fell apart as Ana quaked in front of her, spilling her seed into Natalie's stomach, as she'd so desperately begged for. She felt herself filling with rope after rope of the hot liquid, to the point it started sloshing around inside her. She didn't know how long it took for Ana to empty herself, but it felt like forever—and also not nearly long enough.

  Natalie's visio nearly entirely bck before Ana finally slid out of Natalie's throat. Natalie fell backward, coughing and sputtering for air, her lower half still twitg from the aftershocks of her mind-erasing climax. The first breath of air was nearly as asmic as what she'd just been through. She'd been a hair's edge from passing out.

  Laying on the ground, Natalie panted, coughed, and sputtered, ing down from her explosive high.