Natalie watched the dark-haired rogue lower herself slowly to the ground, sitting on her knees between Natalie's spread legs. Those light gray eyes—dust-speckled with blue—flickered between the exposed ten thiches, and Natalie's face. With a few lingering gnces on the rest of her naked body.

  But mostly—her eyes were for what she'd shortly be servig.

  "Why is it so big?" she whispered.

  Natalie repressed a smirk. She tried not to have an ego about such things, but breathless questions like that didn't help matters.

  "It's not that big."

  Vaa gave her an incredulous look. "I'm no expert, Natalie, but yes, it is. Even I know that."

  "Even you?" Natalie asked, teasingly arg an eyebrow.

  Vaa flushed. She looked down and fiddled with the pink pocket pussy in her hands, avoiding Natalie's gaze.

  "Is this your first time?" Natalie asked curiously—and removing her smirk, repg her toh gentle earness.

  Vaa hesitated. Natalie thought she might refuse to answer, ive some snarky, defleg reply. But after a sed, she answered:

  "… yes. It is."

  Natalie didn't have to ask for crification: whether it was her first time with a girl, or first time doing anything. It was clearly the tter. She'd already had a suspi.

  "Lucky me," Natalie said, grinning. "I love taking firsts."

  Vaa squirmed on the floor, her cheeks heating up. She gnced away. "So. What do I do?"

  Natalie's smile softened. She spread her legs further, inviting the smaller woman in. "It's not hard, I promise."

  "Just ... up and down. Right?"

  "And maybe throw a little mouth to the mix, if you're feeling generous."

  Vaa's eyes shot open. "W-What? Mouth?"

  "That's a joke." Her grin wide the girl's dramatic response. "Unless—?"

  "Shut up," she stammered. "Why would I—? That's not part of the stake."

  Natalie stopped herself from ughing. She wasn't trying to be patronizing, but at the same time, she couldn't help herself from teasing.

  Vaa breathed in. She rallied herself, her gaze locked oimidatih in front of her, then scooted forward, closing the distaween them. She raised the pocket pussy, tentatively, l it until it hovered over the head.

  "Just, up and down."

  "Maybe twist your wrist a bit."

  Vaa's cheeks flushed as she held the pocket pussy there, her girl speaking, just the sound of their breathing filling the arena. The toy poised above the head of Natalie's cock, but not desding. Frozen, briefly, before the moment of a.

  "Need some help?"

  Vaa might be inexperienced and nervous, but like a student, she took that as a challeill blushing, she narrowed her eyes, then forced herself to act. She lowered the toy, pressing the opening of its hole onto Natalie's tip, then pushed down.

  The toy enveloped Natalie. She sighed, feeling the warmth and the wetness, the lube letting the hole slide easily down. She watched the pink, ribbed object stretch to aodate her length and thiess, the material ging to her skin. It was a surprisingly thin toy, and Natalie much, much rger than average, so it bulged out around her, stretched to the limits of its esticity. It was also too small by length, because Natalie's cockhead popped through the top as Vaa kept sliding until it hit her base.

  Vaa stared, transfixed, at the image. Natalie's dick throbbed, and more thaoy's ging grip, it was Vaa's fihe sensation muted through the yer of gel-like material—against her shaft that made her shiver.

  "Did that … feel good?" Vaa asked breathlessly.

  "Keep going," she murmured ba response.

  Vaa slowly raised the toy, slowly, before dropping it back down. And then she repeated, aed. Slowly, tentatively, she went up and down. Natalie groaned as the slick material rubbed over her sensitive shaft. It wasn't just the sensation, but watg her cock, glistening with the lube, pop out the top of the toy with each stroke—and seeing Vaa's hands, her nimble fingers clutg the pocket pussy, holding it as she moved it up and down her shaft. A of all, the rogue's face. The pink cheeks, her rapt gaze as the girl fot entirely about Natalie, instead focused on her cock, her task.

  A sed haively quested out, gripping the toy, and she pumped faster, now with a two-handed grip. Natalie moaned, hips squirming in pleasure. Vaa's breath caught at the btant dispy of Natalie's pleasure, and her fiightened. Her pace quied, growing jerkier.

  Natalie forcefully calmed herself. She could, she supposed, give in ahis enter quickly. But where would be the fun in that? Yes, she would enjoy herself, and she was more than a little pent up after so mudirect forepy via learning about the City, and then finding out she aired with Vaa. But at the same time, of course she would prolong her first enter with Vaa.

  Because she had an image to worry about. She had to prove she had plenty of stamina. That she could st a while. You know. For reasons.

  So she steadied her arousal as Vaa stroked up and down, pumping the toy over her length. The rogue's firaced over her skin through the thiic material, and Natalie shivered, but fended away the jolts of hot electricity arg up her spine. Vaa's eyes were wide, still staring at her dick. They flicked up briefly to meet Natalie's gaze, and Natalie smiled, half a smirk, half genuinely encing, which made Vaa flush even harder.

  They stayed that way in silence, for a bit, the lewd, slioises of Vaa pumping vigorously away, trying t her to climax with the toy. Natalie didn't let the sensation overwhelm her. Yes, it felt incredible, but pared to pinning Jordan down and spping into her? Well, if she could hold off when her best friend was begging to have her womb filled, Natalie could survive a bit of bumpy gel.

  "Is—is this supposed to take so long?" Vaa finally asked.

  "You're doing great," Natalie promised. She leaned ba her elbows, enjoying the image of this dark-haired rogue betweehighs, pumping away at her length, the toy bulging with each stroke. "Just, you know, it's only a toy."

  "Huh?"

  She shrugged. "I mean, the hot part of sex is the e. Who's doing it, not what's happening. So this is—hardly overwhelming. Might take a bit."

  "O-Oh?"

  Natalie shrugged again, ag casual. "Not implying anything, of course. Just … we don't actually know each other that well. And it's you that I'm ied in, not the toy."

  Vaa's pumping slowed, her face going several shades redder. "Excuse me?"

  Natalie grinned, getting to her point. "So. If you wanna, I don't know, tell me about yourself? It'd help."

  "Telling you about myself … would help get you off." The words were ft, incredulous—yet her wide eyes and fast breathing gave away that Natalie's request had done something to her.

  "It would, yes."

  Vaa kept eye tact for a few moments, before a tremor went through her. She breathed out slowly, then firmly brought her attention back to Natalie's cod tiroking.

  "Well," she said quietly. "I g-guess if it'd help. I don't want to be here all day. What do you want to know?"