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Vi didn’t like being late. She pushed past the gated entrance and glanced around. The pool was already full, with nearly every recognizable champion filling the scene. There were other people Vi didn’t recognize, likely nobles and celebrities, she paid attention to neither. She spotted Riven climbing out of the pool. The warrior was facing away from Vi, which gave her a generous view of her rear as she lifted herself out of the water. The sight alone made the pinkette adjust her swim trunks. A bulge was already forming beneath her baggy shorts.
The heat was already making Vi’s forehead perspire. A bead trickled down and dripped onto her breasts, which were covered by a pink bikini top. Her eyes combed through the packs of champions. Most had already formed their own crowds and none glanced at Vi. She didn’t know which one to approach, and her libido was already heating up. The woman was known to be a horndog, and she’d be lying if she said her intentions at this party were pure. She wanted to fuck, but she didn’t know who the best target would be.
Thankfully, as Vi stepped closer to the pool, someone called for her. She turned her head towards the sound and spotted Fiora. She was on an elevated platform, lying on a pool chair surrounded by a few other champions. Vi smiled at her, flicking her head up in recognition and began making her way towards her. As she got closer, she recognized Ahri, Katarina and Miss fortune. Vi loved red-heads.
“Welcome, Vi. I’m sure you all recognize each other.” Fiora was lying on her stomach, with Katarina and Sarah flanking her as Ahri ran her hands over the exposed portion of Fiora’s back.
The red-heads chuckled and nodded, but Ahri was too busy fawning over Fiora to give the pinkette any recognition. Her hips had begun gyrating against Fiora’s plump rear. The fox may have been even hornier than Vi. The cop didn’t know where to look, her eyes dancing between Fiora’s ass, Sarah’s tits and Katarina’s hips. She settled on letting her gaze go wherever it pleased.
“How’s life in Piltover?” Fortune struck up conversation.
Vi hardly heard the woman, eyes glued to Fiora’s ass as it slowly disappeared and the Demacian rolled over. The woman’s bulge was clear, pulsing within her tight shorts. Ahri’s attention seemed to have quite the effect on her. Ahri noticed this immediately and took it upon herself to mount Fiora, who responded with a sultry chuckle.
“Uh, been good, yeah.” Vi began to consider how wide Ahri’s ass could gape under those tails.
Katarina chuckled at Vi’s shameless gawking and stepped over Fiora’s head. It was clear that she was horny as well, and that she hadn’t had a chance to swim yet. Her skin was glistening with sweat. Vi’s attention was once again tugged towards her glistening body as she lowered her ass over Fiora’s face. It was clear that Vi found the right crowd. Her own bulge had grown to nearly full mast at this point, though it was still hidden by her baggy swim shorts. But she didn’t move, be it from the overwhelming nature of her options, or a sudden onset of nerves, she remained where she was, standing a few feet from Fiora’s chair.
“Take a deep breath.” Katarina’s voice was sultry, eager, as she lowered herself down. With her hands, she spread her cheeks under her black thong.
Fiora saved her breath until her nose found its way between the assassin’s cheeks, and inhaled as soon as she felt that tight ring of muscle under the thin fabric. She received a fresh lungful of Katarina’s musky ass, making her moan and her eyes water slightly.
“Fucking shameless…” Katarina began to slowly grind her ass over Fiora’s face. She knew the demacian’s preferences, this wasn’t their first rodeo. She had actually made a point to stay out of the pool for hours, and to work out before arriving. Fiora had a strong kink for musk and scents, and Katarina loved being worshiped, so she was more than happy to indulge her.
It was nerves, Vi realized, which made absolutely no sense. Vi was a brazen, fearless woman and yet, she faltered at the sight of some lewd champions. Her cock was still hard under her shorts, but she didn’t move towards anyone. Her eyes were dancing between Katarina’s ass grinding over Fiora’s face and Ahri’s ass grinding on her cock. Perhaps she was jealous? Shouldn’t Vi know the difference? She began drooling as Ahri pulled her bikini thong down and gyrated her hips over Fiora’s covered dick. Her nether lips were soaked, making Fiora’s shorts sticky and darkening the fabric that her pussy touched. The fox moaned, leaning towards Katarina and pulling the woman into a kiss. Why didn’t Vi join in?
Sarah seemed to notice Vi’s discomfort and stepped forward. “No need to be shy, have fun with us.” She grabbed Vi’s hand and brought it to her breast.
Vi instinctively squeezed the large mound of flesh, moaning and diverting attention from Ahri’s slick pussy, and that little asshole between her cheeks. Her eyes fell upon Sarah’s large breasts. They were certainly the largest of the group, no question, and Vi squeezed harder. She smirked, her confidence returning, and her other hand snaked around to Fortune’s rear, giving it a quick squeeze.
“That’s more like it…” Sarah bit her lip, meeting Vi’s eyes briefly over her heart-shaped sunglasses. She leaned forward, lips pressing against Vi’s ear, “wanna fuck my titties?”
“Yes.” Vi’s response was nearly inaudible, a sudden onset of lust nearly halting her ability to speak.
She tugged Sarah’s top down, stretching the one-piece until one of her breasts finally popped free. She pinched the puffy, hard nipple before lowering her head down and wrapping her lips around it. Fortune cooed at this, and placed her hand atop Vi’s head, gently massaging her fingers through the short, pink locks.
“ Nnf , well aren’t you brazen.” Sarah decided to mirror Vi’s confidence and lowered her hand to the pink haired woman’s crotch. She felt around, starting at Vi’s thigh before patting forward against her shorts until it found Vi’s mammoth of a cock. Strangely, she found herself patting around longer than she anticipated. Finally, she found the base of Vi’s crotch and ran her hand along the strangely short length. It must have been tucked between the woman's legs because… no, she felt the tip a few inches from the base.
Sarah did very little to hide her disappointment, and Vi mirrored her expression. She was horrified, realizing how disappointed the pirate queen was. Vi was as hard as a rock, and normally confident in her length. Caitlyn always said she was huge, but she’d never gotten a second opinion on that. While they were open sexually, Vi didn’t normally need anyone else to sate her needs, as Caitlyn was home most nights. Suddenly, she found herself rethinking this.
“Where’s your bulge? I thought you’d be huge.” Fortune didn’t seem to pull any punches.
Vi didn’t respond, her guts winding into a knot. To hide her blush, she simply shoved her face deeper into the pirate’s bosom. She was between them now, licking, kissing and moaning whorishly, trying to block out her panic. Thankfully, Sarah gave in, pulling her straps from her shoulders and letting the top of her one-piece peel its way off of her skin. She let the embarrassed woman worship her tits, licking up the sweat and sucking on her nipples.
Sarah removed her hand from Vi’s head, letting the woman worship her body and showing her nothing in return. She couldn’t hide the disappointment from what she felt under Vi’s shorts. Maybe she was still soft, somehow. It didn’t seem likely, with how lustful Vi was acting.
Even if she was embarrassed, Vi was fighting the urge to masturbate as she sucked on that delicious pair of tits. Sarah Fortune was well endowed in that regard, and everyone knew it. These tits were famous, and Vi finally had them in her grasp.
Fiora was too busy sucking on Katarina’s asshole to pay attention to what Vi was doing. The woman sitting on her face was still wearing her black thong, but Fiora was lapping and sucking away at the musky asshole that lie on the other side of that paper-thin fabric. Katarina hadn’t failed to notice the ordeal, however. And between moans and bucks, she spoke.
“Where’s your bulge, Vi? I figured you’d be huge but I can’t see a hint of your cock in those shorts.” Her voice was breathy, as she rocked and rode Fiora’s face.
Vi ignored the assassin, though the words were like a knife to the heart. She slid down Sarah’s body, wrapping around to her behind as she peeled the woman’s one-piece down. She and Fiora had similar kinks, a fact Vi made known as she spread Miss Fortune’s cheeks and dove in. Her tongue danced against that bare, bitter hole. It was tinted a darker tone than the rest of her body, with a bright pink entrance. Vi worked away at it with her tongue, all the while snorting a little too loudly whenever her nose found her hole.
Katarina laughed at the dramatic sound, “damn Fiora, Vi might like huffing ass even more than you do. Or she’s just trying to block me out.”
Fiora responded by playfully grinding her nose against Katarina’s asshole and snorting louder than ever. The girls laughed, even Ahri, who was in her own little world as she edged herself to orgasm using Fiora’s bulge. Vi ignored it all, instead stuffing as much as Miss Fortune’s asshole into her mouth as she could. She sucked on it until the ring began to open up and was pulled into her mouth, before forcing her tongue inside and tasting the pirate’s insides. The flavor did much to distract her from her current situation. Miss Fortune blushed as the messy sounds of Vi’s lips smacking against her backdoor echoed around the girls. Fiora was growing louder as well, as if she were competing with Vi.
“ Fuck, alright, I don’t want to cum yet.” Katarina lifted herself up and off of Fiora’s face. The Demacian’s mouth and face was coated in a sticky layer of her own spit and Katarina’s sweat. Katarina continued once she dismounted Fiora and was standing on the ground, “I want to see some dick!” She gestured for Ahri to get up as well. The fox was on the verge of orgasm, her eyes hazy and unfocused. It took her a moment to listen, but she slowly stood. A thick string of grool stretched and broke as she stood, soaking into Fiora’s shorts.
Vi only stopped eating Sarah’s ass when the pirate stepped away. Fiora was rising out of the outstretched lounge chair by the time Vi realized what Katarina said. The pinkette rose, mouth looking much the same as Fiora’s. The Demacian’s bulge was massive, now accentuated by her sticky shorts that clung to her shaft. Katarina had fallen to her knees, growing and gawking over the hidden slab of girlcock.
“Yeah, get your cocks out, let's have some real fun…” Ahri, who hadn’t really been paying attention, was staring at Vi, eager to see her meat. Sarah was looking between the two futanaris, waiting for them to move.
Fiora ran her thumbs under the tops of her pants, “well, we can’t say no to that, can we Vi?”
Vi, who must have been feeling some delusional resurgence of confidence after devouring Sarah Fortune’s backdoor nodded eagerly, “can’t let these sluts starve. If they need dick, I can certainly help with that.”
This excited Ahri, who fell to her knees in front of Vi. “Can I…?” she reached into Vi’s waistband and pulled it down slightly.
“Feel free, kitty.” Vi spread her legs and closed her eyes. Her shorts fell and she heard the two redheads gasp. Ahri was speechless, it seemed, and Vi smirked.
“Um, I’m a fox.”
Vi opened her eyes. The redheads weren’t looking at her. They were looking at Fiora’s cock, which Vi could have sworn nearly reached her knees. Ahri was the only one looking at her, and she hadn’t gasped. The fox girl was looking disappointed, her shoulders slumped and mouth expressionless. What just happened?
Vi’s cock stood proud, jutting straight out and pointing directly at Ahri. She was horny as fuck, and her dick was rock hard, at full mast, and it was utterly dwarfed by Fiora’s. Both of the women were uncut, with Fiora’s foreskin struggling and stretched thin across her glans, barely covering half of it. Vi’s, on the other hand, easily enveloped her glans, without any sign of stretching. It actually looked like she had too much skin for a cock of her size. Fiora’s was also sporting an unkempt mass of pubic hair, while Vi had a simple landing strip.
Katarina snorted, having finally glanced at Vi’s penis, “that’s your cock? Kinda dinky.”
Miss Fortune couldn’t help but chuckle at the assassin’s words, and Ahri’s baffled expression. Vi’s face grew red again, yet her cock remained hard. It was an incredibly confusing feeling, being too horny to soften while everyone mocked her penis. She glanced at Ahri. Even if she was disappointed, she’d still suck her off right?
Katarina laughed again – either at Vi’s expression or her dick – before turning and falling to her knees in front of Fiora. With Vi’s cock out of her mind, she focused all of her attention on Fiora’s mammoth meat. She could smell it from her position and it only grew in pungency the closer she got. It was a mix of Ahri’s arousal and Fiora’s cock musk. It was a hot day, and none of the girls had gone for a swim yet, something Katarina was suddenly incredibly thankful for.
Ahri finally turned around, an annoyed expression on her face. When her eyes fell on Fiora’s glorious meat, she perked up a bit.
“Hey, Ahri, aren’t you gonna…” Vi couldn’t finish her sentence. Her stomach was like a knot, and she was almost too horny to resist grabbing the woman’s face and fucking her mouth.
“Uhm, no.” Ahri didn’t look back. She crawled away from Vi, giving the cop a delicious view of her ass. She noticed that the woman was looking at her and her tails quickly covered up her lower half. She made an annoyed click with her mouth and turned her attention to Fiora. The fox quickly joined Katarina, though she wasn’t as apt to smell the meat in front of her. Katarina’s face was buried under the Demacian’s nutsack, her nose surrounded by the two massive, sweaty orbs. Katarina was just as into musk as the duelist. Ahri, on the other hand, scrunched her nose slightly at the scent, but went about kissing Fiora;s glans anyway.
Vi couldn’t fucking stand it. Her cock wasn’t small! It was at least five inches. Sure, compared to the utter fucking mammoth that was Fiora’s cock, she came up a bit short. But that didn’t make her cock unworthy of attention. It pulsed, a small drop of pre falling onto the ground, utterly wasted. Vi huffed. She glanced at Sarah and realized the pirate was looking at her with an expression that wasn’t disdain. Perhaps this day was salvageable. Vi approached the redhead.
“Fiora seems busy, how about you and I…?” Vi was too nervous to finish her sentence.
Sarah looked down at Vi’s throbbing, stunted schlong with pity, before slowly shaking her head. “I’m okay, thanks.”
“But I’m not!” the words spilled from Vi at a much higher velocity than she’d intended. “Come on, Fortune, nnfh ,” her hips bucked uncontrollably, as if her cock was completely in control.
Fortune sighed, looking away briefly. Vi took that as acceptance, and grabbed the woman’s hand. She maneuvered it around her cock and began to thrust. Sarah’s digits were smooth and soft, and felt utterly surreal to Vi. The cop gasped, bucking and spewing pre onto Sarah’s thigh as she fucked her hand. Sarah pulled at her hand, but Vi wouldn’t let it go.
“Let go!” Miss Fortune commanded.
Vi was in a trance-like state, and she didn’t even hear Sarah tell her stop. All she focused on was the feeling of that heavenly hand around her shaft. Suddenly, Sarah yanked her hand away, cursing and slapping Vi’s cock. The throbbing shaft stung briefly, and Vi reached to cover it, hissing. Fortune stomped away, shaking her head. She ended up next to Fiora, just like the rest of the women, leaving Vi utterly alone.
Fiora noticed the pinkette and felt a pang of pity. Katarina was still snorting and huffing her balls while Ahri began bobbing her head with her lips around her shaft. She met Vi’s eyes briefly, but the cop looked away.
“You can stay and watch, if you want.” It was all the Demacian could offer Vi.
Vi nodded rather begrudgingly. It was better than nothing, and she really needed to get off. So, pitifully, she wrapped her hand around her shaft and watched the show.
Miss Fortune, who was rather frustrated towards Vi, decided to give Ahri a push to the side and show the pinkette just what she’d be missing. Ahri grumbled in annoyance, cock popping free of her lips, but didn’t really argue. Katarina was entranced by Fiora’s smelly balls, paying no mind to the happenings around her. She’d snort so hard against that hairy sack that pubes would occasionally end up in her nose. She’d let them sit there, simmering and numbing her sinuses. Every once in a while her tongue would snake out and shovel a testicle into her mouth. She knew that this was her only chance to indulge in this, because in a few moments Fiora’s cock would be far too busy drilling Katarina’s ass.
Ahri fingered her clit as Sarah wrapped her massive breasts around Fiora’s shaft. Thanks to the sweat and fresh coating of saliva, there was no uncomfortably friction as Sarah began bouncing her tits around the Demacian’s shaft. Fiora moaned out in bliss. Her testicles were currently fighting for purchase within Katarina’s eager maw. They were too big to fit both at once, but that didn’t stop the assassin from trying at the very least. Katarina gurgled on her sack, getting them sticky and messy with her spit.
After a moment, Fiora grunted and grabbed the assassin by the hair before grinding her face up into her ass crack. It too was unkempt with pubic hair, and Katarina cried out as her sinuses were assaulted by the only place musky enough to match Fiora’s balls. Her nose grinded against the Demacian’s asshole, and she snorted and sucked and licked and huffed until the world spun, and then kept going. Fiora was giving her no other option, holding her head in place with a firm hand. Fiora’s pungent ass-stench was Katarina’s only form of sustenance, and she’d have it no other way.
On the other end, Fiora was bucking and rutting into Miss Fortune’s bodacious pair of breasts. Her mushroom tip spurted a thick helping of precum whenever it escaped upward from the stifling confines of Sarah’s mammaries. In mere moments the twin globes were slick and sticky with precum, and Sarah couldn’t help but lower her head and lap at the delicious cockhead whenever it poked out from between her valley. Fortune’s breasts were the only thing that could come close to enveloping Fiora’s massive slab of meat, and the pirate took pride in that fact. She snuck a glance at Vi, smirking as she saw the woman aggressively masturbating her pathetic cock.
Vi’s eyes were fixated on Sarah’s luscious tits bouncing up and down Fiora’s shaft. The sight ignited a flame in her gut that was nearly as powerful as the burning in her loins. That flame was jealousy. But she could do nothing but sit there and beat herself off to the sight before her. She had no other option, unless she wanted to assault one of the champions in front of her, and that certainly wouldn’t be a good idea.
Suddenly, Fiora grabbed Sarah’s head and thrusted upward. Her cock escaped from the valley between the pirate’s tits and was violently forced into the woman’s mouth. Sarah gagged, the mushroom head immediately hammering into the back of her throat. Ahri fingered herself with more ferocity and Katarina still clung to the Demacian’s tight ass. It was harder for her to keep her mouth around that dirty asshole with the way Fiora was bucking and thrusting haphazardly. Eventually, she decided enough was enough. She pulled away, staggering to her feet. Her face was a mixture of red and purple as she caught her breath.
“Move!” The red-headed assassin roughly shoved Sarah away from Fiora’s cock and let her bottoms fall to the ground. “That’s enough attention for you, it’s my turn.”
Ahri would have made some sort of complaint, but she was just as eager to see where Kat was going with this as she was to get fucked herself. Katarina bent over at the waist in front of Fiora, showing off her superior flexibility, and reached back to spread her ass. Fiora knelt down to give her hairless, brown asshole a few licks, both for lube and pleasure, but she didn’t linger long. She soon stood and placed the tip of her cock at the entrance to Katarina’s ass. The redhead bit her lip and moaned, her face still red and sweaty, with bits of pubic hair lingering around her lips. She glanced over at Vi, the girl still beating herself off.
“Don’t you wish this was you, about to penetrate my ass? Sorry, I just don’t think you're big enough to ride.” As she said this, her hips pushed back, penetrating herself on Fiora’s rod. She moaned far more dramatically than she normally would have, just to tease Vi that little bit more.
Vi groaned shamelessly, a spurt of pre freeing itself from her cock. It landed on the ground, wasted, but Vi kept pumping. She was getting closer to orgasm, but something was keeping her from finishing. Perhaps it was some empty hope that she’d get some attention today.
“Ah, come on! Fuck me first!” Ahri interjected a bit too late. Katarina was already halfway down Fiora’s shaft and the Demacian was too fixated on reshaping the assassin’s guts to listen to Ahri.
Fiora gripped Katarina’s hips, thrusting deeper. It was smoldering within Kat’s bowels, and past that vice-like sphincter her walls convulsed and massaged Fiora’s shaft. Sarah stepped up in front of Katarina, leaning down to pull the woman into a kiss. From this angle, Vi had an unobstructed view of the pirate’s bottom holes. Was that an invitation? Vi stepped closer, stopping a few feet from Sarah’s rear. When she took another step, Ahri stopped her.
“Ah ah ah, don’t get any ideas. You’re just watching.” Ahri was already frustrated with being forced to wait for her turn, and she got some satisfaction from knowing there was another person here who was more annoyed than her.
Katarina wasted no time in drilling herself on Fiora’s rod. She drove herself to the base of the beautiful dick repeatedly, all the while crying out and squealing. Her hands reached out and she steadied herself by clinging to Sarah’s massive breasts. Sarah cooed and let out a sultry chuckle. The assassin’s face was contorted into a grimace as she pounded herself against Fiora’s hips. The Demacian had to adjust her footing to handle the impact of Katarina’s rear. It was clear that she was getting close, and after a few more pumps, Katarina let out a cry of bliss. Her legs buckled and she fell limply to the ground. Her hips convulsed and gyrated as she covered the ground in her girlcum.
Fiora stumbled backwards a few steps once her dick was pulled free of the warm embrace of Katarina’s bowels. She hadn’t come yet. Sarah quickly knelt down, taking advantage of the situation and leaning over Katarina’s weakened form. It was no secret that Katarina had an incredible ass, but it was certainly a secret that Sarah Fortune had a powerful fondness for the assassin’s rear. Usually clad in leather, the rare times Fortune would catch a glimpse of her tight rear would do things to the pirate that nothing else could. It was strange, and Sarah didn’t quite understand it, but now she could indulge in that desire.
The assassin was on her knees, hunched over with her head on the ground, in a low doggystyle position. Her cheeks were already spread from being pulled tight thanks to her knees being pulled up to her chest, and Sarah was greeted with her gaping asshole. Her insides glistened, red and pulsing with musk and anal fluids. The smell was strong and pungent, and Sarah couldn’t help but plant her nose right over the hole, even going so far as to slip it inside slightly, and taking a deep inhale. She wasn’t normally one to be into musk or strong smells, but this was different. Katarina’s ass was an exception. Next came her tongue, which dove deep into Katarina’s rectum and slid around the smoldering walls. The appendage flicked around, savoring every spicy and bitter flavor it could find. Sarah’s eyes watered, the flavor intense and almost sour. Why did she find it so delicious?
Suddenly, Sarah was yanked up by her hair and, as she opened her mouth to gasp, her mouth was stuffed with cock. Through watery eyes she saw Fiora staring down at her, but it wasn’t her who grabbed the pirate. Ahri was behind her, grunting as she forced Sarah to take it deeper. Her throat squelched and she gagged as Fiora’s mammoth dick was forced past her throat barrier.
“Sorry, I need this a bit cleaner before I ride it.” The fox girl spoke from behind her.
Sarah could only gurgle and furrow her eyebrows in response. She was unhappy with the sudden, unwanted disturbance before she realized what she was tasting. Fiora’s cock didn’t taste like a cock, it tasted like Katarina’s bowels. That realization forced a choked, guttural slurp from her mouth as she sucked the flavor off of Fiora’s member. Sure, there was certainly a hint of musky cock beneath all that ass, but that didn’t bother her. Sarah loved the taste of cock, but the sticky, wet pungency of Katarina’s anal fluids made everything sweeter.
But Ahri was only using Sarah to clean that nasty fluid off of Fiora’s cock. And when she decided it was clean enough for her pussy, she roughly tugged Sarah off of it and let her go. Sarah didn’t retaliate, instead she simply turned to face Katarina’s ass. The assassin was no longer on her knees, she had finally begun to stand, but once she was pulled backwards to sandwich Sarah’s face with her cheeks, she chuckled and shoved herself backwards. The backwards tumble was surprisingly graceful, with Katarina ending up atop Sarah’s face, she grinded her gaped hole against the pirate’s nose and mouth. Sarah was eager to suck and snort away. She wanted nothing more than to keep the assassin’s anal musk in her nose forever.
With those two out of the way, Ahri hopped up and clung to Fiora’s shoulders. The Demacian caught her and held onto her rear to keep her aloft. The fox reached down and lined Fiora’s slab with her sopping pussy. Without further ado, she let herself fall and envelop it in her warmth. She gripped Fiora’s shoulders tightly, whimpering with need. Her claws sunk into Fiora’s flesh as she fucked herself on the duelist’s rod. Fiora didn’t mind a bit of pain, grunting as she bucked back into that eager, squelching hole. It was rare for Fiora to let someone dominate her, and Ahri was getting close to doing just that. It was clear that the vastayan was in charge here, controlling the tempo of her hips. She rushed through the act, desiring nothing more than to cum. She wasn’t much of a fan of edging. When she was horny she wanted nothing more than to experience that explosive orgasm that awaited her. Why delay that feeling? That didn’t mean she didn’t like edging whoever she was fucking, though. That meant control, and she was always in control.
Fiora’s hands squeezed Ahri’s pillowy ass flesh, sinking deeper before a finger found the fox’s asshole. As Ahri sank back down around her shaft, her finger sunk into her ass. That was all it took to bring Ahri to the brink. Her vaginal walls convulsed around Fiora’s shaft and the fox girl went limp. Fiora grimaced as the fox let go of her, forcing the duelist to hold her up on her own. They tumbled, thankfully landing on a lounge chair. Ahri seemed completely oblivious to her surroundings, her eyes clenched shut as her pussy gushed around Fiora’s shaft.
Fiora’s cock was trapped, Ahri’s walls clenching too tight to allow her to free herself until her orgasm was over. The duelist wasn’t ready to cum yet, she still had to fuck Sarah. But it was difficult in her current situation. Ahri’s walls convulsed and milked her shaft in all the right ways, and she didn’t seem to be coming down from her orgasm any time soon. Fiora had to do something fast. Her balls retracted, ready to blow as Fiora tugged her hips backward. With a sticky, messy squelch, Fiora’s cock was freed of Ahri’s womanhood. The fox was still squirting, some of her juices landing in the pool on the lower platform.
Fiora’s knees were hardly able to hold her up. She concentrated all of her energy on not cumming. Her cock pulsed, flexing wildly as she came down from the brink. She glanced over at Vi, who was struggling to contain her load as well. Her embarrassing cock was almost completely swallowed up by her hand. But fuck if Fiora didn’t need to cum. Allowing herself to get so close to the edge had been a mistake, and she glanced around to find the perfect way to finish.
She saw Sarah bent over behind Katarina, dining on the Noxian’s rear. Her ass was jutting out as well, but Fiora had another part of her body in mind. Her tits had felt so good around her earlier, and that was what she wanted again. The pirate was once again tugged backwards by her hair. She grunted, ready to retaliate against Ahri when she realized it was actually Fiora who was tugging at her this time. She went to rotate her body but Fiora stopped her. She was forced to keep facing away from the Demacian, but was bent backwards. Her hands pressed against the ground to keep herself from falling backwards, and Fiora mounted her head.
First, Sarah’s face was assaulted by Fiora’s balls. They slid from her forehead down to her lips and eventually over her chin. Next, her face was pressed between Fiora’s cheeks and she was met with her suffocatingly thick musk. It was far stronger than Katarina’s, and almost too much for the pirate, but she didn’t resist. Fiora’s cock soon sandwiched itself between her breasts again, and Sarah smirked from between Fiora’s cheeks. No one could resist her puppies.
That was certainly true in Fiora’s case. With her hairy asshole grinding its way across Sarah Fortune’s face, and her cock lodged between her heavy, massive breasts, she could think of no better place to finish. She wasn’t going to stop herself this time, so her hips pumped without a care in the world. Sarah’s tongue darted out occasionally, whenever she grew brave enough for a taste of Fiora’s sour backdoor. She preferred Katarina’s, but began to realize she didn’t hate Fiora’s flavor nearly as much as she’d feared she would. It was strong, overwhelming, and any normal person would likely say it was awful, but Sarah was horny as fuck.
Katarina took advantage of the situation and decided to repay Sarah’s favor. Though instead of eating her ass, Katarina decided to devour Fortune’s pink pussy. It took very little to push the pirate over the edge. Her screams of bliss were almost entirely muffled by Fiora’s ass, but her hips bucked and she squirted Katarina, drenching her face in her girlcum.
Fiora finished soon after, squeezing Sarah’s mammaries almost painfully hard. Rope after rope of sticky, thick semen spewed free of her head and she cried out. Katarina’s face was painted in it, along with Sarah’s lower body. Some even landed on Vi’s toes.
Vi stared at the scene. Each woman was exhausted, having each orgasmed. Ahri was still lying on the lounge chair. Fiora was stumbling away and sinking into another chair. Sarah fell limp and lay on her back, and Katarina collapsed atop the pirate, her face lying over the woman’s pussy. Each of them were satisfied and happy, and then there was Vi. She still hadn’t come. She didn’t know what it was, but she just couldn’t anymore. She was aroused, but she was crushed. None of them intended to help her out. Vi looked out across the pool. Several of the women were staring up at the display, and others whispered to each other and chuckled. She heard her name in a hushed whisper, and her face grew a shameful shade of red.
With that, she let go of her cock and stormed down the stairs, looking nowhere but at the ground as she stormed towards the gate to leave. A few of the women she passed made comments about her cock, how small it was, or how pathetic she seemed.
“Is that really Vi?”
“I really thought she’d be more… endowed…”
“Piltover’s finest? Laughable.”
Vi’s face couldn’t grow any redder, she was just excited to get out of there. She pushed through the gate and didn’t look back.