This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder than Expected (A Futa LitRPG)

5.34 - ❤ Priestess V

Aria wondered why she hadn't protested more. She probably ought to, right? Not because she didn't want these two beautiful women playing with her, but because things were moving rather fast. They were strangers. She'd first set eyes on them not half an hour ago, and now she had a throbbing fourteen-inch girl cock sticking between her legs—and down the throat of another woman. How had that happened?

Aria wasn't exactly promiscuous, or even all that experienced, so this was a first. Not just the giant girl cock, but the lewdness of watching another woman bob up and down, grabbing Aria's thighs for leverage as she buried her nose into Aria's pelvis—repeatedly taking the biggest cock Aria had ever seen, deep-throating Zoey's cock as if it were Aria's own.

How was it even possible? How was the foxgirl even getting that thing inside her? Her throat bulged as she took Zoey, and while the display set Aria on fire, a part of her was also amazed and incredulous.

Did that mean Aria could take Zoey's cock, if she tried? In her mouth? Or anywhere else, for that matter? Less decent places? It seemed impossible, because even squeezed between her thighs, Zoey's cock felt too big. Inside her seemed out of the question.

Obscene noises filled the air as Zoey violated Delta's throat—or maybe Delta violated her own throat. Zoey was gently thrusting between Aria's legs, but Delta was much more eager. Saliva—and Aria's arousal—quickly coated the taller woman's dick as she thrust in and out from between Aria's thighs. A lewd mess of sticky juices coated her, and squelching noises filled the air as Delta let her throat be used.

Aria's eyes flicked down from the prayer book to briefly catch Delta's locked to her own, dark and husky with excitement. Aria couldn't imagine how deeply she was already flushing, but the temperature on her face rose a few degrees. Was Delta pretending it was her cock she was sucking? And what would that be like? For Aria to have one? The imagery, at least, of Delta bobbing up and down between her legs, was something Aria could get used it.

"The prayers," Zoey murmured into Aria's ear, amusement still bubbling in her voice. "Come on, now."

Again, Aria refocused. She couldn't help but think having to focus on reading was entirely unfair. At the same time, Ephythithys's prayer book felt like a lifeline to cling to. If she didn't have its distraction, she might melt into a puddle right then and there.

Somehow, Aria returned to praying. The reverent if lustful words were made even more obscene overlayed onto the sex filling the air. The gentle claps of flesh as Zoey's hips impacted Aria's ass, the sloppy squelches of Delta working fourteen inches of cock down her throat, and Aria's loud panting, somehow breathing hardest out of all of them, despite being the least engaged.

Aria wouldn't claim the carnal behavior of her two partners wasn't effective. They were, indeed, worshiping Ephythithys in the way Aria had instructed them to. And Aria might be imagining it, but the room—and her skin—really felt too hot to be entirely natural. The smell of incense, the sweat of her partners, the erotic noises, and Aria's words seemed to be mixing into something greater. Maybe Aria was imagining what she wanted to, but it truly did feel like their efforts were drawing the attention of a lustful deity.

And if that were true, should Aria stop praying? Join Zoey and Delta in a more direct communion? Would that help? Or was she trying to find an excuse to join in?

As a priestess of the temple, she really shouldn't indulge in such behaviors. Especially as a daughter of the Head Priest. Her reputation was important.

As if sensing Aria's wavering, Delta pulled off of Zoey's cock, saliva bridging from its tip to her lips. She stood, and Aria's eyes widened as Delta invaded her space, pressing her body close to Aria's—their breasts, stomach, and pelvises touching.