Caitlyn's Futa Obsession

The Demacian Orgy: Sona & Lux

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Lux looked like she'd been splattered with wax. Globs of Sona's thick cum dripped from her chin, rolled between her small breasts, and settled between her spread legs as she sat up against the couch between Kayle's legs. A steady stream flowed from her quivering ass.

Yet, she wasn't done. None of her countless orgasms had been Caitlyn's doing. Just Sona's fat cock and dutiful, gentle pace.

Caitlyn was sitting beside her. Alone. Well, practically alone. Morgana and Shyvanna had long vanished outside to do gods knows what (whatever it was, it made the ground shake every other minute), Sona was busy in the kitchen and refused any help, Fiora was halfway unconscious in a puddle of cum on top of the pool table, and Kayle sat as silent and still as a statue no matter what Caitlyn said.

"Will you at least tell me if she's awake? The cum glued her eyes shut, so I can't check her pupils," Caitlyn said.

Lux groaned and shifted. But was it an answer or a dream murmur?

"She can continue if she wishes," Kayle said.

"Finally! You know, you don't have to sit there. There isn't a queue. No one will mind if you jump in."

"I like to watch."

"Oh."

"It's nostalgic. My warriors often frolicked like this during better times when humanity was pure. Without shame or deceit, they forged bonds purer than the springs of the moon pool and stronger than Ornn's hammer."

Caitlyn found herself lost for words and an awkward silence persisted. Mercifully, Sona returned with two mugs. Steam billowed from them, twirling amongst her tangled sky-blue locks. Kayle gracefully broke eye contact with Caitlyn and watched Sona settle at her feet opposite Caitlyn and Lux.

Sona gave Kayle a pleasant smile as she handed Caitlyn a mug. Its warmth tempered her aching muscles simply by touching her palms. A sip made her light as air.

The fragrance of dark coffee matched Sona's presence. Warm, soothing, yet striking, you couldn't help but pay attention when it entered the room. All without a single word.

"Thank you," Caitlyn said. "I needed this. My body was more tired than I realised."

Sona waved her off and took a sip. She drew a long breath through her nose. Her chest heaved, spreading her breasts. The crust of Lux's dried cumshot broke apart in their valley as the skin stretched.

Every part of Caitlyn's body screamed at her to lick Sona clean head to toe, squeeze her watermelon-tits, trace the subtle v-shaped muscles of her wide hips, and suck on her thick cock. But her mind resisted; the smart part, not the whore part (that agreed with her body). If she wanted to fuck everyone, regular breaks and a steady pace were required.

And she needed to double-check check Lux was okay.

"Do you know Lux well?" Caitlyn asked.

Sona nodded.

"Is she alright?" Caitlyn blinked three times.

Admiration and Amusement swirled in Sona's eyes. She set down her cup on the carpet and grasped Lux's hand. A lazy grin crossed Lux's face as she squeezed Sona's hand. Sona kissed her knuckles, smiled at Caitlyn, and nodded.

Caitlyn sighed. "Good... I was worried we pushed her too far."

Lux groaned and shook her head.

"Even so," Caitlyn continued. "I think I should make her cum. She needs a proper rest."