Do It For Charity update

And then it was Lilandra’s turn to realize that Mary Jane’s eyes were on, ogling her, picturing her regal body suddenly unclothed and turned to sex.

“She’s impossible to turn down,” Xavier put in, now seeing for himself how Lilandra’s curiosity was outpacing her anger.

Lilandra allowed herself to smile. “And how is she? Once you’ve… not turned her down.”

Before Xavier could speak, Mary Jane did it for him. “I know I enjoyed myself,” she bubbled. “You’re a very lucky woman.”

Lilandra leered at the redhead, the inner folds of her cunt reacting to her words. Inside her, the flesh pulsed and flowed, lubricating her, making her feel like she was glowing.

“I know how good he is,” Lilandra said. “I wanted to know how good you were.”

Mary Jane looked at the blushing Xavier with a giggle. “I think he’s a bit too gentlemanly to talk about that, your majesty.” She strutted closer to Lilandra. “I sucked him off, though. He fought hard, but finally he had to come in my mouth. It was a lot to swallow. Lucky I had him in my throat at the time. All the way down.”

Lilandra felt herself getting hotter. “What else?”

“He ate me out,” Mary Jane said, canting her hips to appeal to the lust she saw growing in Lilandra. “Kept doing it until I came. Then he gave me a mindfuck. You know how it works. Those psychic projections of his can get a girl off just the way she likes, but he can’t exactly focus on it while he’s enjoying himself. Especially when he starts to feel how hot a girl is getting. That’s where he thought I could come in. When things really heat up… too much for him to keep going the way he’s going… I can step in. You don’t have to worry about taking care of me. It’s my job. And I enjoy my work plenty.”

Lilandra swallowed the lump in her throat. “You’re a whore,” she said, with a hint of passion in her words. “Charles wants a whore to fuck me.”

Mary Jane leaned over Lilandra to put her hand on the Empress’s leg and began to feel it, moving it higher until her fingers were under Lilandra’s skirt. “Charles wants to fuck you with a whore. I’m just a toy he’s going to use on you. A dildo that can lick and suck.”

Lilandra’s face flushed red, but she didn’t make any move to dissuade Mary Jane’s hand. “And you enjoy it? Being a human sex toy? Being used as your masters and mistresses see fit?”

Mary Jane moaned, lovingly aware of Xavier’s eyes on her and on what she was doing. “I fucking love it.”

Lilandra bit her lip. Mary Jane’s fingers were being felt far beyond her thighs. “I’m sure if Charles were using you, he wouldn’t wait this long to touch my cunt.”

Mary Jane’s hand inched higher, caressing its way closer and closer to Lilandra’s panties and her moistening sex. Her instincts told her that Lilandra was growing excited in proportion to how aroused Charles was, how turned on she herself was.

Without thinking, Lilandra opened her legs. “Is he going to watch?” she asked of Xavier, her voice strained.

“No,” Mary Jane shook her head as she sat in Lilandra’s lap, facing her like she had frozen in the middle of giving her a lapdance. “He’s going to help me fuck you.”

Xavier didn’t say a word. He had hoped this would happen—that Mary Jane’s sexual magnetism would get to Lilandra, helping her join him in succumbing to this new kind of fucking. He watched, trying to enjoy the voyeurism while he could… sensing that soon, he would be called upon to join in, and it would be more intense than he could possibly imagine.

“Oooo, Empress Lilandra,” Mary Jane purred. “I’ve never done it with royalty before…”

She rubbed her naked body against Lilandra, her hand closing over one of the woman’s breasts. She squeezed gently. Her breath was heated against Lilandra’s throat.

“Do you like it when the Professor eats your pussy?”

Lilandra’s breath caught. Her nipple stung with hardness under Mary Jane’s massaging hand. “Yes,” she whispered throatily. “His tongue is amazing…”

Mary Jane began to unbutton the Empress’s sweater. “It is. But I think mine is better,” she cooed, her fingers tracing the lace of Lilandra’s exposed bra. She took Lilandra’s hand and led it down between her thighs. “Which do you like more: the way my cunt feels or how Charles’s cum feels inside it?”