7.34 – ❤ First Stake II

7.34 – ❤ First Stake II

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 thick inches, and Natalie's face. With a few lingering glances on the rest of her naked body.

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

"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."

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

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

Vanetta 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, replacing her tone with gentle earnestness.

Vanetta hesitated. Natalie thought she might refuse to answer, or give some snarky, deflecting reply. But after a second, she answered:

"... yes. It is."

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

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

Vanetta squirmed on the floor, her cheeks heating up. She glanced 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?"

Natalie forcefully calmed herself. She could, she supposed, give in and end this encounter 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 much indirect foreplay via learning about the City, and then finding out she was paired with Vanetta. But at the same time, of course she would prolong her first encounter with Vanetta.

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

So she steadied her arousal as Vanetta stroked up and down, pumping the toy over her length. The rogue's fingers traced over her skin through the thin, elastic material, and Natalie shivered, but fended away the jolts of hot electricity arcing up her spine. Vanetta'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 encouraging, which made Vanetta flush even harder.

They stayed that way in silence, for a bit, the lewd, slick noises of Vanetta pumping vigorously away, trying to bring her to climax with the toy. Natalie didn't let the sensation overwhelm her. Yes, it felt incredible, but compared to pinning Jordan down and slapping 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?" Vanetta finally asked.

"You're doing great," Natalie promised. She leaned back on her elbows, enjoying the image of this dark-haired rogue between her thighs, 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 connection. Who's doing it, not what's happening. So this is—hardly overwhelming. Might take a bit."

"O-Oh?"

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

Vanetta'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 flat, incredulous—yet her wide eyes and fast breathing gave away that Natalie's request had done something to her.

"It would, yes."

Vanetta kept eye contact for a few moments, before a tremor went through her. She breathed out slowly, then firmly brought her attention back to Natalie's cock and continued stroking.

"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?"