Dungeons and Dalliances (Futa LitRPG)

4.46 - ❤ Swapped XII & XIII

Natalie's head spun at how quickly this was advancing, but Ana had a point—they were literally on a timer.

A timer. That measured how many times Natalie came to climax. And unlocked stronger rewards the more she did?

What an absurd challenge. Maybe even something as straightforward as the blowjob room was preferable.

As for Ana's implications: that she would be claiming Natalie however she wanted. She didn't know how to feel about that. A part of her had been clinging to the excuse that she was working her way through the dungeon, doing what it told her. Now, though, it just said she had to cum. They could definitely arrange that without Ana fucking her. Without Ana doing anything. Nothing said masturbation was off the table. Natalie could take care of herself.

But Ana didn't seem to care about that possibility. Natalie was forced to confront the fact that the stoic mage really did just want to fuck her. That all her lewd words and her domineering attitude hadn't been for show.

And Natalie was going to let her. Because she wanted it too. She wanted to be fucked by her own cock. She was going to lose her cock-virginity to herself—and Ana at the same time. The idea made her dizzy.

"You're so red," Ana said, cupping her cheek, which Natalie couldn't help but crane into. "It's cute. I can't wait to see how you react when I stuff you. When I'm so deep inside you, I'm kissing your womb. I bet you'll really be blushing, then."

Natalie shivered at the mental image, then shivered again as Ana leaned up and placed a hand against her pubic region. She examined the designs of the glowing symbol there, tracing lines with a finger.

"I wonder how much you can take?" Ana mused. "Before you break. You're so pent-up, it's adorable. You need this. Badly. How quickly can I turn you into a whimpering mess?"

Ana gripped her cock, then slapped it against Natalie's pussy. She wiggled her hips, grinding her member side to side, then up and down, and the contact made Natalie's toes curl. It felt good. Way too good. Even just having her lips spread apart as Ana's cock rubbed between them nearly drove her insane.

'Pent up'. Yeah, that was an understatement.

"You're soaking already. You're that eager for my cock?" Ana pressed harder, digging her shaft deeper between her lips, and Natalie gasped, her back involuntarily arching. "Or is it because it's your cock?" Ana murmured. "Are you this much of a slut for yourself?"

Natalie's face burned. She wanted to deny it, but the only thing that escaped her mouth was breathless panting as Ana continued to grind against her.

"That's right," Ana said. "I've got your own cock pressed against you. Soon, I'll shove it inside. Isn't that so dirty? Naughty? Degenerate?" She smirked down at Natalie. "What if Jordan saw you? Sofia? Elizabeth? What if they saw how desperately you're squirming, your body begging to take your own cock? How do you think they'd react?"

Ana pulled her hips back and pressed the tip of her member against Natalie's opening. She didn't push, just left it resting there, pulsing heat into her. Leaking precum.

Natalie stared down her body. Ana's cock looked even bigger from this perspective, the image cradled between her breasts—Ana's breasts—and poised at her pussy, about to enter. Could she even handle something that huge? It didn't look like it would fit.

And why did cock look so good on a girl? Ana's meaty length, resting just a few inches from her pussy, situated so perfectly between thick, curvy thighs, was a sight that made Natalie's body heat up in ways she'd never expected.

Girl cock was just so ... amazing.

"H-Hurry up, already," Natalie mumbled. "We're on a timer, aren't we?"