Chapter 103: 3.42 - (R-18) Claimed
Laid out on the bed, with Jordan straddling her lap and rubbing her pussy up and down her cock in long strokes, Natalie wondered if she'd died and gone to heaven.
And if this was what it felt like between two layers of clothing, how amazing would it feel to rub against Jordan without anything in the way? To slide her length up and down Jordan's lower lips and see them spread around her? Or even to be inside Jordan?
Even the idea of that—of Jordan's pussy squeezing her cock—dragged a moan out of her. It was a devastating piece of imagery.
"Sofia's here," Natalie gasped. "Should … at least do something about that."
Before they got too carried away, and confirmed whatever suspicions Sofia might have about the two of them moving into the same room together.
Natalie threw up the usual sound barrier—it was really a convenient piece of magic. Not a moment later, Jordan reached down between them and tugged Natalie's panties to the side, freeing her eight-inch girl cock. Jordan pressed Natalie's cock down so it was laying flat, then she lined her pussy up to it. In long, slow humps, she slid Natalie's exposed cock against her panties, and Natalie watched as her best friend's pussy spread around her shaft, parting to either side of her. It was a rapturous sight that Natalie was sure she'd never forget.
"You like that," Jordan murmured. "I hope you're not thinking of anything too exciting, though. We're just playing around."
As if to emphasize the point, she lifted her hips up, then grabbed Natalie's cock and lifted that up, too. She pressed the tip against her panties. She wiggled Natalie's member around, and her tip buried into the fabric—or more importantly, into Jordan's pussy, just barely.
Natalie watched, enraptured by the sight. The sensation was amazing too, but it was seeing Jordan's lips spread around her cock that really had Natalie's heart slamming.
In fact, it was too much to resist. Natalie wanted to be a more active participant. She rolled Jordan over, returning them to how they started, with Natalie on top. Her skirt fell back down, and Natalie growled and fumbled it off, tossing it to the side in annoyance. It left her mostly dressed still; she'd never taken off her shirt and panties. She was far too interested in something else to finish undressing, though.
Grabbing her cock, she took up the role of what Jordan had been doing. She rubbed her tip up and down Jordan's panties, spreading her pussy as she teased entry, burying just a quarter inch in through the fabric. The urge to yank Jordan's panties to the side and shove in was nearly overwhelming, but that obviously wasn't what they were doing. She could more than sate herself with this, besides.
"You know, I haven't asked you," Jordan said. "Have you gone all the way, yet?"
The words didn't register for a few seconds as she continued to hump back and forth, but eventually, they did. Her hips slowed their motion, and she looked up at Jordan.
"Uh," Natalie said.
"You haven't, have you?" Jordan asked. "Why not?"
The question, like the previous, caught her off guard. "I don't know. Hasn't happened." She shrugged.
"You totally could've with Sammy," Jordan said. "You're avoiding it?"
"It's … we just …" Natalie bit her lip, then sighed. "Yeah, kind of, I guess. Sammy doesn't mind too much, either way."
"You want your first time to be with someone special?" Jordan murmured, eyes locked to hers.
Natalie became scorchingly aware of their positioning—as if she hadn't been already. Her cock, pressed into Jordan's pussy, teasing penetration through her panties.
"Yeah," Natalie said, her lips almost numb from how hot her face had turned. Her heart hammered in her throat. "I guess I do."
"Well, you need to start impressing girls across campus, so you should probably take care of that." Jordan's eyes bored into her. They'd grown suddenly intense, and Natalie's heart beat faster and faster. "Is there anyone you had in mind? Who's special to you?"
For a long moment, Natalie stared into Jordan's eyes, unable to look away. The tension between them grew until Natalie was certain she'd burst into fire.
She didn't answer with words.
Instead, she grabbed the edge of Jordan's panties, then tugged them to the side, revealing her pussy. She gently pressed her cock against her best friend's entrance, then pushed her hips forward and backward, sliding her shaft across Jordan's pussy.
She looked up to gauge Jordan's reaction. Jordan's mouth had parted, and she was panting loudly. She seemed to have frozen in place, as if she didn't dare move. Waiting to see what Natalie would do next. Whether she'd keep going.
Should she?
Would it change anything between them? It would, wouldn't it?
But the look in Jordan's eyes.
She wanted it.
She wanted Natalie's cock inside her. So badly she was almost shaking. It was obvious.
Did Natalie stand a chance, with a revelation like that?
She pulled her hips back, then lined her tip up. With an agonizingly slow pace, she pressed forward, watching Jordan's pussy spread around her cock. She felt genuinely like her entire body had been set on fire.
She reached the point of no return. Her cock tip slid into Jordan's pussy, and she froze there, the tight pressure of her best friend's inner walls an almost mind-erasing ecstasy. More than that, she was inside. Inside. Jordan. Her best friend.
She was fucking Jordan. Not her throat or hands, but her pussy.
Natalie met Jordan's eyes, and she was as blatantly intoxicated by the idea as her. Her eyes were wide, too—she hadn't known if Natalie would follow through. Go all the way. But of course she had. How could she have resisted?
"You're inside," Jordan said shakily. "Fuck, Nat. You're inside me."
Any last reservations shattered. The walls crumbled down. Natalie grabbed Jordan's hips with renewed energy, then pressed her hips forward, sinking deeper and deeper inside. Tight pussy walls coaxed every inch of her cock.
Her instincts took over.
Jordan had asked for a celebration. She would give that to her. Twice over. She would fuck her best friend mindless, until she was a sweaty, half-conscious mess. Half because Jordan deserved a good time, and half because Natalie didn't think she'd be able to help herself. If Jordan thought she was getting away from this with just one, she was sorely mistaken.
In fact, if Jordan could walk straight tomorrow, then Natalie would chalk this up to an abject failure.
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