This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder Than Expected

3.16 Out On The Town III

Delta wrapped her arms around Suzi’s waist, pressing their bodies close—which had Zoey’s cock pressing against Suzi’s butt and lower back through her dress, and against Delta’s own stomach. Delta cupped Suzi’s tits and squeezed, extracting a breath of surprise. Suzi had been so engaged with Adrienne that she hadn’t seen Delta coming.

Suzi pulled back and turned, panting. Delta stepped away and displayed the fruit of her commission.

Adrienne and Suzi drank in the sight of Delta, who’d stripped herself naked—Adrienne was only half so, from the waist down, because the two other girls had been distracted with each other, failing their efforts to undress.

Rather than admiring that sight of a flushed, half-naked Adrienne, though, Delta basked in the lustful gazes of her partners.

She’d always loved how confident it made her feel, having other girls’ eyes crawling across her tits, stomach, legs. Especially her chest; that was where she got the most attention. She had a lot up top. Was it arrogant to bask in their admiration? Probably. But Delta wasn’t bashful.

Plus, the cockiness did a lot for her partners, she knew. Delta smirked at them as they scoured her body with their eyes. She had her shoulders pulled back, her chest out, and she gripped her cock—Zoey’s cock, but it was hers now—and wiggled it up and down. Their eyes fell lower, to the impressive slab of meat, attention drawn by the movement.

“Fuck me,” Suzi said. “Why does it look even bigger?”

Adrienne dropped down on her knees and shuffled up. Delta slapped her cock down on top of her face, happy to meet Adrienne’s enthusiasm. Adrienne reached up to grab it. Delta was torn between being disappointed Adrienne’s shirt and bra wasn’t off, and liking it—because the half-dressed look did have a certain eroticism to it that nakedness didn’t. But she also wanted to see Adrienne’s tits.

Either way, Adrienne had gotten to things, and Delta couldn’t help herself. She pulled her hips back and forth, rubbing her cock against Adrienne’s face. Adrienne stroked up and down, too. Fuck, the eagerness was seriously doing something for Delta. It wasn’t her cock, not literally, but she could swear the motion was sending tingles up Delta’s spine, that she could feel the press of her cock against Adrienne’s face.

“Such a big fucking cock,” Adrienne said, staring up with pouting eyes at Delta. “You’re going to fuck me silly, right? Throw me around? Slap me and call me your whore?”

Well, Adrienne certainly didn’t have a problem making it clear what she wanted. Also, great news. Delta loved being rough. Problem was, not everyone liked it in return … and she sometimes assumed they did. Delta always felt like an ass when that happened—as she should.

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Delta squeezed Adrienne’s chin, roughly, bunching up her cheeks. She shook her head side to side, bouncing her auburn hair. “That depends if my little cock slave makes me happy. Will she?” Delta continued to rub her cock up and down Adrienne’s face.

She nodded rapidly. She pulled back and opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out. “Please. Your cock slave wants her throat fucked. Make her choke on it. She doesn’t need air, she needs cock.”

With a preface like that, Delta could hardly say no. She lined herself up, and Adrienne eagerly pushed her head forward onto Delta’s cock.

And … fuck … what the hell? She could swear she felt Adrienne’s mouth close around Zoey’s cock—the wet, hot, sucking pressure as she caressed Zoey’s tip with her tongue. Delta groaned and threw her head back, burying fingers into Adrienne’s hair and urging her forward.

Delta’s cock slid into Adrienne’s throat, and suddenly, Delta was certain she wasn’t imagining things. The pressure of the tight hole wrapped around Delta’s cock was way, way too real—and crystallizing in sensation by the moment.

What the hell? Hadn’t they had this item inspected? Shouldn’t they know if there were … other, unstated side effects? It’d been a rush order, so maybe that was why? Maybe she’d missed something obscure in the rush, Fe only checking for dangerous effects?

Whatever was happening, Delta didn’t particularly give a fuck. Her cock was being swallowed by an eager girl, and Delta felt every wet sensation, every squeeze and contraction of her throat as she choked on Delta’s impressive size. Delta shoved Adrienne the rest of the way, groaning, then started bucking her hips.

“Here’s your fucking cock. Choke on it. You like having your fuck-hole stuffed? You like swallowing my fat girl dick?”

Adrienne replied in the form of squelching, gagging noises. Spit dripped from her chin as Delta violently used her. Her eyes were darkened with lust. Delta picked up speed, becoming even rougher.

Suzi squatted behind Adrienne and wrapped her arms around her waist. One hand dipped between Adrienne’s legs and started rubbing. Suzi only had eyes for Delta, though, despite how she was playing with the other girl. Now, Delta had two bright pairs of eyes staring up at her as she worked her cock in and out of Adrienne’s throat.

The sensation wasn’t quite as intense as when she’d been in Zoey’s body. Whatever the linking plate was doing, it was giving an echo—not the full image. But Delta had been excited just to use Zoey’s cock … any sensation at all was a huge bonus.

Also, was it the same as what Zoey was feeling? Could she tell how close Zoey was getting? Or would their orgasms be separate? Probably together, if she had to guess?

Adrienne’s eyes started to flutter, and Delta realized, in a flash of lust and concern, that she wouldn’t ask Delta to stop. That she would, quite literally, choke on Delta’s cock before patting Delta’s thighs to tell her she needed air.

Reluctantly, Delta pulled out of Adrienne’s mouth. Adrienne gasped in oxygen.

“You’re a good actor,” Suzi said to Delta. “Those are some … impressive noises you’re making.”

Delta’s grunts of pleasure, having her cock pleasured by Adrienne’s throat. Did Delta explain the development? She chose not to.

“Your turn,” Delta said instead, guiding her cock to Suzi’s mouth.

Adrienne didn’t complain; she peeled away from Suzi’s embrace and scooted forward. She buried her face underneath Delta’s cock, gripping Delta’s ass for leverage. Her tongue stroked at Delta’s other part, and Delta shivered at the unexpected sensation.

Suzi’s mouth opened up, and she leaned forward, taking Delta in her mouth.

And so, Delta had two tongues playing with her—in two different sensitive areas. How was that fair?

And how did she get so lucky?

Delta rocked her hips back and forth, sliding her pussy against Adrienne’s tongue, and her cock against the soft insides of Suzi’s cheeks. Suzi hadn’t jumped straight to taking Delta in her throat; she was still the more apprehensive of the two girls. And while Delta wanted to be rough with her, like she had Adrienne, Suzi had made no such request.

So Delta curled her fingers into Suzi’s hair and played with the tresses, slowly urging her—more gently, but still urging—to go deeper.

Suzi pulled back, took a breath, and Delta read her intention: when her mouth rejoined, Delta helped get her down. She watched Suzi’s throat bend outward, and savored in the choking noise she made. Delta reached down and pulled open Suzi’s dress, taking a peak down the window. She wasn’t wearing a bra, which Delta had already known. Two hard nipples stood at attention … and tits were always amazing, but somehow, the angle, looking down Suzi’s dress, shaped them in an even more perfect way.

Delta gasped, and her back arched. Adrienne’s tongue had slipped inside, finally stopping its teasing strokes. Seriously, how was she supposed to hold off when attacked from two directions at once? Delta couldn’t come too fast. She had a reputation to maintain.

Delta pulled out of Suzi’s mouth, and away from Adrienne, too. Adrienne’s satisfied smirk told Delta she knew exactly why Delta had retreated, and that she knew exactly how good her skills with her tongue were.

Delta growled. If Adrienne wanted to play the brat … Delta was happy to put her in her place.

“Up.”

Adrienne stood. Delta spun her around and pushed her against the stall. She bumped into it roughly, with a delighted noise of surprise.

Delta smacked her ass, hard. Flesh rippled, and the noise was obscenely loud. Adrienne’s back arched, and she cried out. Delta paused, briefly, but Adrienne didn’t let her hesitate:

“Is Master upset her naughty slut is too good with her tongue? Master is scared of cumming too fast?” She waggled her ass, which was already growing red from the impact of Delta’s hand. “I guess Master should put her fucktoy in her place. I mean, look how she’s talking back. Master isn’t good at taking control, is she?”

‘Master’. Not entirely Delta’s thing, but honestly, Delta’s thing was whatever was getting her partner off.

And, she was a bit offended. ‘Not taking control’? Delta was trying not to overstep her bounds … but maybe that wasn’t possible with this girl.

Delta slapped the other cheek. Adrienne cried out. Then again, on the other side, which was already red. Adrienne’s back arched in pain … and equal amounts of pleasure.

Adrienne wiggled her ass. “Master still isn’t—“

Delta spun her around, then slammed her back into the wall. She gripped Adrienne’s throat and pinned her there, then sank her middle two fingers into her pussy—she was dripping wet, and they slid in easily. Whatever taunting words Adrienne had prepared were cut off in a cry of satisfaction.

After a few squelching thrusts of her fingers, Delta pulled out, then swatted Adrienne’s tits. Adrienne cried out, again. Delta swatted a second time. Adrienne writhed in her grip, face growing red from Delta’s hand on her throat.

“Fuck.” The word came out choked. “Fuck me harder, Master.” Adrienne’s face was beet-red. Delta’s hand complied with her request, and she sank her digits back into Adrienne’s pussy and started thrusting. Adrienne bucked eagerly into them, squirming in her grip. “Fuck your stupid whore. Fuck, she wants to cum. She’s close. Your stupid whore barely needs to be touched to cum.”

Suzi slid in from the side, taking Adrienne’s mouth with her own. Delta’s eased her grip on Adrienne’s throat to let her return the kiss. Delta continued thrusting her fingers in and out of Adrienne as the two girls sloppily shared saliva.

Delta had been leaving Suzi out, a bit, but threesomes could be tricky to manage. By the end, Delta would have Suzi wobbly-legged and satisfied. She just had to wait her turn.

Under Delta and Suzi’s joined efforts, Adrienne’s climax washed over her. Her hips bucked into Delta’s hand as she cried out and made choked noises, and Delta’s grip on her neck increased as she reached her crescendo. The flimsy bathroom stall rattled as Adrienne thrashed. Adrienne spat obscenities, her words no longer making sense.

She’d really needed release. Delta was kind of jealous at how intensely she was falling apart.

“Enough, enough,” Adrienne choked out.

Delta released her grip and stilled her pumping. Adrienne sucked in air and slid down the stall wall, her head visibly swimming. Delta would’ve crouched down and comforted her—she was shaking something violent from her explosive finish—but Suzi intercepted her. She grabbed Delta by the hand and guided her onto the toilet.

“Sit,” she said. “My turn.”