“When did Mary give you my stamina aids?” I asked, as Elegg stretched up and down my laps.
Thankful that we had others here, as it meant Elegg had to limit what she could do. While Elegg was a sexual little imp who got off to toying and teasing with her prey, she also preferred to keep it to the privacy of her, Trony and I.
As she pushed back again, smugly pleased at how quickly Mary’s concoction worked, she reached back and rubbed her hand up and down my cock, as she tried to decide what she could get away with.
“Commander, did you forget which Nikke you’re sleeping with?”
She let go of my cock, and brought her hand to my chin, so I can look her in her hairbangs, tilting her head in Exia’s direction.
“Exia might like being used as a toy, but it wasn’t hard to get that information out of her for future use~.”
“She just wanted to be sure you were able to safely sate us.” Trony mumbled, as she buried into my side, seeking my warmth, her cute sleepy face a joy to see despite the debaucherous act her squadmate was performing on my lap.
“Don’t tell them that~.” Elegg moaned as I gave her large ass a well deserved smacked.
I rewarded the currently sated sexual demon nestled against me with a kiss on the top of her head, pleased noises my reward.
“So you do care.” I say as I pull her back on to me, enjoying the weight of the thicker girl atop me, wrapped my arms around her face and holding the scandalous imp in place as I began to grind on her ass.
“You think I let just anyone have access to me?” Elegg whispered, hand reaching back and pulling my head besides hers, so she could rub her face against mine.
I reached a hand up under her short tank top, and went straight for one of the treasures atop her chest.
“I should hope not, as only Trony and I have earned the right to worship in this temple.” I purred, giving Elegg’s nipple a painful twist.
I’d expected some tongue to assault my face, or a bite to my chin, as while Elegg did like it a bit rough at times, that was also usually after she’d done toying with me.
The hearty yet muffled moan threw me off. But as I turned to see what had caused the unexpected reaction, Trony had pulled her into a kiss. And given the way Elegg was melting into me and just how much Trony’s mouth was moving, she must be dominating her larger squadmate with her tongue.
My cock appreciated that Trony was using a technique she enjoyed me using on her on Elegg, as my slow grinding of Elegg’s ass was speeding up, the thin fabric separating her cheeks slowly dampening from the pre-cum of my thrusts against her ass.
Trony puller her tongue from Elegg’s mouth, who laid atop me breathless as her lovers used her for their pleasure.
“Our temple to worship,” Trony moved down and kissed Elegg’s throat, “Our temple to defile,” Trony kept moving south, peppering Elegg’s flabby stomach all over with more light kisses, “ our temple to ruin~.” Trony arrived at her southern most destination, between the thick thighs of the BOOM-obsessed Nikke, kissing and leaving matching hickeys on her pale skin, before giving me a treat and kissing each of my testicles a kiss, before coming back to my side and snuggling in again, that last act apparently spending all she had for the moment.
“Am I gonna be the Sandwich filling tonight?” Elegg moaned as she luxuriated in stretching atop me, her ass a plump heaven confining my cock.
“Nope, Commander filling.” Elegg sleepily mumbled as she rested.
I could tell Elegg wanted to pout about the idea of not having Trony and I indulge ourselves in the worship of her body by how her body sagged atop me for a moment.
But the way she was quick to bolt upright and look me in the eye with her usually hidden aubergine gaze meant trouble.
Typically, when Trony requested a Sandwich from us, either Trony or Elegg were the ‘filling’. Trony if either she felt like being spoilt or if Elegg wanted to treat Trony, with Elegg being the ‘filling’ when she was feeling needy or when Trony wanted to watch but still feel included.
I honestly don’t think any of us know what a Commander filling means…
Which was both erotic as fuck with the potential of having two diverse Nikke using me for their desires, and a little unnerving as the sexual imp and the devilish minx would finally work together on shared prey.
“Hmmm, in that case, a little ass play is all you get for now~.” Elegg teased, repeating what she did that had started this little event, hand reaching back and pushing my cock beneath the thing fabric containing her plump derriere, before pushing back far enough that my cock was trapped between said ass and my stomach, Elegg quickly swapping her prior movements of pushing against me to now bouncing atop my lap.
Already overstimulated from everything I’d been put through tonight, my moans turned whorish so quickly that part of me tried to feel shame before I just embraced what I was doing.
“Trony, I know you need to rest,” Elegg huffed, struggling for her own breath between her own arousal the effort it took to bounce hard enough to make a cock cum without also fracturing the Commander’s pelvis, “but you need to keep the Commander quiet. Unlike BOOM, Faldur’s Date doesn’t have the sort of sound design to drown them out.”
Trony’s hand suddenly entwining with my hair, all I heard was a “’kay.” as she pulled me mouth to her, doing what she could to direct my moans into her mouth with small kisses and pecks that distracted me from being able to make the larger shapes it needed to be loud.
Elegg knew how to play me like a fiddle when she put her mind to it, but what little shreds of rationality were left in my mind damned well weren’t going to let her decide how I got off.
Especially not if I’m gonna be at her mercy later.
Seeking my prizes, my hands journeyed back to the hallowed land of her pudgy gut, proceeding to head north to climb the mountain of tits in search of the twin North Stars erected atop the malleable flesh, squeezing and groping what I could get my hands on as my third orgasm of the night was fast approaching.
It was going to be my ‘weakest’ one, as it was between the two erotic sessions of Trony jerking me off, and Trony and I using Maiden like a whore; and it hadn’t been long enough for Mary’s medicine to properly kick in.
I could feel it starting to work its magic, as where Trony had kissed my testicles were still tingling with unrestrained desire, and I could feel my balls churn as they started to kick into overdrive, but the loads they were preparing wouldn’t be ready before Elegg made me cum.
Being the devilish minx, Trony stuck her tongue in my mouth and fought with mine, triggering the resonance cascade of assaulting my cock. Knowing I had mere moments, I took a page out of Elegg’s book and copied what I did earlier, the Nikke giving a small yelp as I pulled her back using her tits so all her weight drove my cock deep into her cheeks.
My cock erupted weakly, what little cum I could still manage spreading beneath the fabric of Elegg’s booty shorts, as I humped her ass in vain to cum ropes I just wasn’t able to make.
…I wasn’t sure if I enjoyed what felt like a partially dry orgasm, feeling my cock trying to pump out a liquid that just wasn’t coming, the muscles flexing hard and harder to push out the missing fluid before finally giving up as my orgasm ended.
“I was kind of hoping for a little more, but atleast now I know I need to edge you some more after I give you Mary’s drugs~.” Elegg teased, laying back and kissing up the side of my neck, as I pulled my hands from her chest and laid limply beneath her.
The way she could use her lips to soothe me while her tongue would lash me was a skill I was glad so few Nikke had. I enjoyed when the Nikke enjoyed being dominant, but something about having a brat like Elegg do it irked me in a way I didn’t want to admit I enjoyed.
“Elegg, your turn in Shatter Sisters.” Exia called, a dark look on her face.
Sitting up very quickly, her larger body doing a great job of hiding the fact she was sitting proudly atop me.
“What happened to Faldur’s Date?” she asked anxiously, not knowing that Exia was never going to be swallowed up for long by a single player RPG when in a group setting.
Even though I couldn’t see what Exia was doing, as Exia plump frame was in the way and I was doing what I could to ignore the thin stream of cum that was threatening to leak from her booty shorts, I had a good idea of the dismissive gestures she was making based on what she was saying.
“Maiden was trying too hard to be the dandy vampire’s lover when I wanted the goth elf, and we started arguing over who should be the lover of our shared playthrough, and we decided on played Shatter Sisters to decide who won.”
Ah, that explained the dark look. Maiden must have won.
My poor Raid Master was having a very bad night by the sound of it, between not being able to finish a raid, getting her ass beat in a shooter and losing a wager, and not even getting to decide one of the more important aspects of an RPG like Faldur’s Date.
“….so why is it my turn?”
“Because I’m sick of getting my ass beat and I wanna talk to my n00b for a bit.”
I rolled my eyes as I started to make assumptions. We had a code for when we were both forced into a social setting and wanted some privacy, which was some combination of ‘talking’ and ‘my n00b’.
Given that this was still technically a gathering of gamer Nikke, she might actually just want to come chill over where Trony and I were, as Exia was also privy to the ‘Commander is a good stable influence for less confident Nikke’ thing I did.
“Fair enough.” Elegg stood, the movement of her shorts against her ass saving us both by helping stop the dribbling of cum from leaking across her cheek, instead directing it down the strip of fabric nestled between her cheeks, coyly turning towards me and blowing Trony and I a small kiss before she darted over to where Maiden was sitting in front of the TV.
Given that this was Trony’s room, some cum on the floor wouldn’t be a big bother.
…..especially since there’d probably be a bigger mess later when we all tried to extricate ourselves from each other and would need to drag Trony to the shower.
Pulling Trony’s blanket over me to cover up my messy lap mere moments before Exia arrived, the lazy hacker flopped into the free spot on my left, mirroring Trony.
“You’ve got ten minutes.”
“Huh?”
Exia tapped her nose, content smile hiding her true intentions.
“Place reeks. But unlike the others, I have a vague grasp on what your limits are.”
Her hand snaked between the blanket, and gave my thigh a squeeze.
“So, ten minutes, then you need to figure out how to use me like an onahole without the others realising.”
Ah, is that all?