Caitlyn's Futa Obsession

Illaoi

Far away, two knocks wrapped a door.

Beneath the roaring, midday sun, Caitlyn lay with Nilah on the deck chair, bundled in her warm embrace. A dark line, dark as night, split Nilah's upper arm from shoulder to elbow. Caitlyn traced the scar with a light touch. The bumps rose and fell, warm beneath a summer's sun, slick with sweat.

"And this one?"

"Oh, that's a good one! She was my first I got in Runeterra. The ship I arrived on was boarded by pirates only, like an hour away from port. I challenged their captain to a duel, right in front of all his buddies so, like, he had to accept. We fought for hours! It was awesome!" Nilah's eyes sparkled.

"And you only got one scar?"

"Yup, I'm slippery like that. I was like, yah! And he was like, shwing! And then I went, kyah, and knocked his sword right out his hand! It went spinning overboard and sunk beneath the waves!" Nilah laughed. "You should have seen his face!"

When Nilah laughed, the sun shone all the brighter. Caitlyn giggled. "Sounds like you live a pretty exciting life." She ran her hand over Nilah's hip and squeezed a handful of muscle.

"Defitently, it's great!" Nilah's traced the valley of her back. Little electric tingles kissed Cailtyn's skin. "How about yours? What do you do- oh wait! I'm not meant to ask that! I mean, uh, is your life fun?"

"It's gotten a lot more fun lately."

Nilah's eyes sprakled. "Do that again!"

What is she on about? "Do what?"

"You blushed! It was so cute, you went all pink like a peach!"

"I- I did?"

Nilah sat up with a jolt. "You did again!" She howled laughter and clasped Caitlyn's face.

Nilah grinned inches from her face. The only part of her without any scars was her face. Her heart-shaped, smooth, flushed face. Common sense became nothing but a distant friend so close to her plump, dark lips. They kissed at once and fell to the deck chair, groping and squeezing whatever they could get their hands on. With a small, round breast in hand, common sense returned as Cailtyn's hand was inches away from Nilah's cock.

To break the kiss took more effort than it should. "W- Wait."

Nilah's lips left hers. "What?" Her hands remained on her breasts, massaging away without a care.

"The rules."

Nilah clutched the back of her head. "Right. Oops." She glanced at the house. "I should get dressed, huh?"

Caitlyn traced a line along her tanned stomach. "If you want to stay in her good books, yeah."

"Oh, I do!" Nilah sprang to her feet. "I don't know what I'd do without the girl!"

As much as it was necessary, Caitlyn found herself yearning for more time. She sat up to follow Nilah to the door.

"No, stay," Nilah said. "Illaoi prefers to do her trials beneath an open sky."

She mustn't have heard correctly. "Trials?"

Nilah grinned. "Yeah! They're so much fucking fun! The first time she put me through them it hurt to walk for like two weeks! How cool is that?!"

A pit formed in her stomach. Two weeks? Her pussy quivered. "Oh yes, this... this is round ten isn't it?"

"Yup!"

Two knocks assaulted the door. "Last warning, Nilah!"

"Coming!" Nilah pressed her lips together. She rushed over, pecked Caitlyn on the lips and hurried inside.