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  Despite having her brain turo mush, Natalie wasn't finished. She hadn't had enough of Ana's cock. She could hide behind the excuse that they were on a time limit, and that the challenge called for them to be as frantid indulgent in their lust as possible, but Natalie ast that. The truth was that she was barely paying attention to the challenge. She just wao be fucked. Over and over. Until she'd had her fill, which might be never.

  She shakily pushed herself up, then climbed onto Ana and straddled the irl's thighs. Ana's cock, slick with lewd juices, stuck up in the air, her earlier climax doing nothing to quell its stiffness.

  Why did the sight make her so dizzy? A throbbi-inch shaft, jutting out from between Ana's thighs, glistening with wetness. Natalie bit her lip. It wasn't the obsity of seeing a cock covered in sex juices that made it such a striking sight. It was the cock itself. Something about its hard, angry features surrounded by plush curves drove her wild. Natalie was starting to uand Jordahusiasm. Girl cock was just too entig.

  "It's a little egotistical," Ana murmured, gripping herself at the base and wigglihick member, "to look at yourself like that, Natalie."

  "S-Shut up."

  She scooted up Ana's thighs, then grabbed Ana's cod pushed it against her stomach. It pulsed, hot and sticky, against her skin. She swallowed and shifted her hips side to side, rubbing the irl's slick-coated shaft against herself.

  It felt lewder, somehow, being on top. Taking trol. Before, Ana had used her, taking pleasure from Natalie's body. But now, Natalie was using Ana. Using her own cock. The st excuse she could possibly have—the st lio cross—would be peing herself. Pulling her hips up, lining Ana's cock, then sliding down. There would be no excuses if Natalie did everything herself.

  A, Natalie lifted her hips. She positioned herself above Ana's length. Ana's slick cock-tip pressed into her pussy. Cum covered both their thighs, providing a lewd lubrit. She wiggled bad forth, digging Ana a half-in, spreading herself.

  She ... shouldn't.

  Right?

  There was a differeweeing Ana sp into her, letting the irl use her, and doing it herself. Any st shreds of her dignity would be lost.

  But she couldn't stop.

  She wao feel Ana's cock spread her apart. She wa so badly. She almost didn't have a choi the matter.

  Natalie lowered her hips.

  Ana's cock spread her open, slowly, and the instant, overwhelming pressure of it sliding in made her groan. Her head spun as she sank further and further, stretg her pussy wide as Ana's huge cock spread her apart.

  It was almost too much. She hadn't recovered from her earlier climaxes, and her body was still sensitive. But she couldn't resist. She wahis. .

  She lowered herself until she was fully sitting in Ana's p, the irl's hard cock pulsing inside her. She pced a hand against her stomad imagined she could feel Ana's shaft bulging her outward. She certainly felt big enough for it. It was unbelievable how full she felt.

  Her hips started to move of their own accord, rog up and down, sliding Ana's on around inside her. Ana moaned, and she grabbed two handfuls of Natalie's ass as Natalie started to move faster, boung into her p with loud smacks. In a lust-filled haze, Natalie rode her teammate's cock, being filled, and stretched, and pleasured in ways she didn't knoossible. Her hypersensitivity from her earlier climaxes left her a shuddering mess, but she couldn't stop.

  Natalie rode her. Rode Ana, rode herself. Both. her. It didn't matter. She fucked the girl beh her, motions being frantic, g only about the coside her. Soon, she fell forward, burying her fa the irl's neck, brain quickly turning baush.

  "That's it," Ana breathed, hugging Natalie as she humped atop her. "It feels good, doesn't it? Really good. So go ahead. Give in. It's what you're made for. Taking this cock. There's no shame in admitting it."

  Natalie nodded into Ana's neck, hips still boung.

  "It feels good for me, too. Yht little pussy gripping my cock. My pussy," she emphasized, "gripping my cock. I feel every inch of you. Of me. Of my tight, fuckable body. And you're doing so well with it. Look at my hips, w up and down. Fug yourself. You couldn't stop if you wao, could you?"

  Natalie moaned, her eyes shut tight as she bounced in Ana's p, her hips rising and falling, Ana's slick, sticky cock thrusting in and out. It was too much. The words, the sensations, the heat of Ana's skin and the bug hips of the girl beh her.

  "Do you wanna know why you 't stop?" Ana whispered, lips brushing Natalie's ear. "Do you wanna know why your hips are moving on their own?"

  Natalie mutely shook her head. She didn't want to hear, even if she khe answer.

  "Because you're a horny, slutty cock-whore," Ana answered anyway. "A dirty, depraved girl. You 't stop fug me because you love this. Love having your own coside you. Love riding me. Love the way your cock stretches your pussy out, the way my cum is dripping out, even now, as you fuck me. This is what you were made fetting your slutty holes filled."

  Natalie trembled atop Ana, incapable of responding, both of them thrusting into each other.

  "You're not gonna deny it?" Ana murmured into her ear. "You gave up faster than I thought." She ughed. "Not that denying it would help. Your body doesn't lie like your mouth does. I feel the truth. The way you're g down orying to milk your load out. Even if you won't admit it, your body will. You're a whore begging to be bred, and that's all you are, Natalie."

  "A-Ah-"

  "And you're about to cum for me," Ana groaned, grabbing Natalie's waist and thrusting up to meet her, her cock sinking in, the tip hitting her cervix and sending jolts of electricity up her spine. "Already. Yonna cum all over your cock. Again."

  "I'm—" Natalie tried to get the words out, but failed. She felt her fourth asm rising. It was too much. The sensation washihoughts away. She was helpless, a sve to her needs.

  "Go ahead. Cum for me, Natalie. Cum all over your fug cock. Fill yourself up. Make a mess of yourself. You have my permission."

  She sagged into Ana, quickly losing herself to the pleasure. Her movements became jerky as she drowned in the sensation. Ana took over where Natalie started to falter, gripping Natalie's waist and smming her down onto her thick, pulsing cock, the tip burying in her deepest parts, electrifying Natalie with each impact—driving her higher and higher. The bed beh them rocked, mattress springs creaking with their frantic rutting.

  "e on, Nat. I feel it. You're ready to breed yourself, aren't you?"

  "Y-Yes," Natalie gasped, the words ing out unheeded. "Gonna fill myself up." It was the only thought left in her head as she humped into Ana. "I'm gonna pump my pussy full." She didn't care anymore—not about her words or her as. Only that Ana didn't stop.

  "You are. Like a good girl. We'll gonna make sure it takes, this time."

  "I-It will," Natalie whined into Ana's neck, gasping with each thrust. "I feel it. It'll take."

  "The's be sure," Ana said, moving faster, spping her hips into Natalie, the sound eg through the room. "Fill your pussy up. Do it. Cum inside yourself. Pump yht little pussy full of cum."

  Natalie whined into Ana's shoulder, brain going fuzzy.

  "I 't do it for you," Ana grunted. "This is your cock. You'll o do it. So go ahead. Finish for yourself."

  "I-It's..." She wao join in the lewd talk, to ence Ana and py into the situation like her partner so enthusiastically was, but she couldn't string words together. She tried and failed to surface a coherent thought.

  "I-I-" Natalie gasped.

  "You want it, don't you?"

  "I-I…I…"

  "Make it happen. It's so close."

  Natalie could feel the truth of that statement. Ana's own climax, rapidly approag, her words starting to e out in gasps.

  Feeling Ana start to swell, that immi arrival she'd been desperately waiting for, Natalie forced her hips up, until Ana's coearly slipped out—then spped back down, hard, sheathing Ana. Her ass spped against the irl's hips, ahick, cum-covered cock speared into her, sinking all the way in.

  The feeling was, finally, too much. She cried out, her pussy g down. Her climax rushed through her, and her arms and legs locked up, fingers and toes curling iasy. She ched in pd buried her fato Ana's neck. She couldn't speak. Couldn't think. Only writhe and tremble, her pussy milking Ana's cock, urging the irl to fill her.

  Was it enough? For her reward? It had to be.

  It was. With her cock being milked by Natalie's asm, Ana's climax followed: she whined, her back arg upward, their breasts pressing together as Ana hugged her close.

  She was dimly aware of the warmth, deep inside her. Pulsing. Throbbing. Spshing. Ana's hot, sticky cum filling her, adding to the load before it. Pleasure coursed through Natalie, mind-erasing in its iy.

  Ana's hands slid up her back, pulling her in tighter, trappihere, keeping her impaled as she pumped Natalie full. Spurt after spurt. More and more.

  "Filling you up," Ana moaned, her breath hot. "Filling your dirty pussy. Every drop. Won't waste a si." The words seemed to be more for Ana's own sake, now, no loaunting Natalie as she basked in her own pleasure. "Good, good girl. Good, slutty girl. That's it. Keep fug yourself. Milking me. Don't stop. It's so good."

  Natalie was gd, at least, that she wasn't the only one lost in the sensation. She g to Ana just as Ana did her, their bodies shaking against each other, both of them struggling not to drift away iasy.

  Then, finally, they came down.

  The two of them y there for a time. Ana's arms stayed around her, holdiight.

  "So … good," Ana murmured.

  Natalie ent, exhausted, her entire body sore, and her mind a puddle.

  "But not done," Ana groaned. "Two more. We've got two more."

  Ana rolled over, spinning both of them around so that Natalie, previously mounting the irl, was now pinned into the bed. Her legs instinctively ed around Ana's waist, tugging the irl in, keepiill-twitg coside. She didn't want it to leave. Maybe ever.

  "Two more," Ana muttered, lifting herself up—sliding her cock through Natalie's sensitive reaches—then spping back down with a loud smack. Ana's hips started to move.

  Already?

  . Ana wasn't doh her. And while Natalie was tired and sore, her body didn't care; it was ecstatic, even, to be going already. She wanted more. Her own hips joined Ana's in their eager motions, thrusting bato her, stirring Ana's cock around.

  Natalie g to Ana, her hips lifting, rog, and grinding as Ana started to pump. Started fug Natalie's pussy through two loads of her own cum.

  There were still two more?

  There were only two more?

  Two more, without losing her mind. Could she, even?

  She guessed she would find out.