Everyone Gets To Play With Ivy update

Harley grabbed the whip and slid its handle back into Ivy’s pussy, the thick end rasping through her shivering folds as she rammed it into Ivy, right to the core of her. “Wow!” Harley cooed, Ivy’s depths churning around her penetration. “She really likes it!”

Selina spread her thighs, running her fingers down into her catsuit, to the crotch of the black panties she wore under it. “Why wouldn’t she?” Selina mewled, her voice rich with irony. She rubbed her hand between her panties and her leather catsuit, gently caressing the tender flesh of her pussy while watching Ivy get her just desserts.

Ivy gasped harder, being fucked twice over, her mouth rammed down on Kon’s prick with every thrust Harley made with the whip. Her heels slid around on the floor; she would have fallen if not for the hands holding her by the thighs and hair. Her throat spasmed around Kon’s thrusting manhood, going for her gullet, and her mind reeled with the thought of throating that massive erection. Ivy didn’t think she could do it—but she also didn’t think Kon would take no for an answer. Not that she could say no with him fucking her face. Or with her clit throbbing, trembling, pulsing every time Harley fucked deep into her sex.

The whip’s handle plugged in and out of her cunt, Harley’s hand gripping her thigh to make sure she could thrust it all the way in. Her wrist slapped into Ivy’s ass with every stroke, sending flashes of pain through where Selina had whipped her. Ivy’s moans got louder the more Harley fucked her. Much as it pained her to admit it, the sex was working for her. Gargling, her throat nonetheless opened, and Ivy took more of Kon’s member while thrusting her hips back to Harley’s penetrating phallus.

“Looks like you’re not just a nymph for trees, are you Ivy?” Selina giggled, stroking her pussy dreamily while she looked on. “You’re going to come, aren’t you? Just because you didn’t choose this, doesn’t mean it won’t get you off!”

“Yeah, Seliners!” Harley cheered, thrusting into Ivy with the whiphandle like it was a man’s swollen cock. “I always come when Ivy starts using her plants on me, even if I don’t like how she rips my clothes off. I have to get so many new costumes…”

Ivy growled in fury, reminded of the indignity she was being subjected to by being compared to Harley, of all people, who had started all this by bringing Kon over for sex. She tried to pull her mouth from Kon’s erection, but he held on tight, pumping himself in deeper, fucking her throat even harder than Harley was doing her cunt. Ivy sucked and jerked, forced to admit that her throat was managing his thick cock like a natural.

Selina knelt beside the moaning, sucking plant-woman. She slid her hand underneath Ivy’s naked body, reaching for her breasts. Her short dark hair brushed against the side of Ivy’s face as she took hold of a nipple and rolled it mockingly gentle.

“You’re not all that better than us, are you Ives? You need to get fucked just like we do. The difference is, we admit it. We actually scratch when we itch. You keep yourself bottled up for so long that it finally takes a whole goddamn gangbang to get you off.”

Harley laughed as Ivy moaned in protesting arousal. “It’s okay, Red! Who doesn’t like a gangbang?”

Selina twisted Ivy’s nipples viciously, pulling at the tight buds until her breasts were pulled as taut as ice cream cones. “You’d know, Quinn. You’re the one she’s gonna squirt on when she finally gets enough…”

Ivy gagged on Kon’s prick, trying to scream from the pain throbbing in her nipples. Her body rocked with the pumping of both penetrations into her body, Selina always twisting and tugging at her nipples so the twitch of pain wasn’t lost under the rhythm of being fucked. Her hurting and her lust were totally inseparable at all times.

Ivy moaned desperately, but her body was responding, blood racing, her heart pounding, her pussy quivering as her juices ran out to lubricate the handle reaming it. And her throat couldn’t resist being reamed by Kon’s prick either. It opened up, taking his massive hard-on deep. Ivy gargled until her lips touched Kon’s downed zipper, her tongue steamrolled by Kon’s rampant erection. Shocked with the awareness of how much of him she’d swallowed, Ivy pulled back convulsively, her lips sliding on the saliva she’d bathed his shaft with, freeing her gurgling throat of him until a passionate moan rang out of her.

“Yeah, Red, you know you love it!” Harley cried, ramming the handle into Ivy’s pussy until she almost lost it, all of it inserted but the loop of fabric on the end. Ivy’s sex was filled to the brim, fucked entirely, until Harley pulled the handle out and Ivy mewled in denial. The mewl turned into a pleasant swoon against Kon’s throat-impaling erection when Harley slammed the handle back in, out, in and out, the friction bringing Ivy’s inner walls to a frenzy of arousal.

“Come on, Ivy, let it happen. You know you want to come for us,” Selina purred, still playing with Ivy’s breasts, stingingly toying with her nipples.

Ivy’s guttural moans got louder, her pussy spasming with more pleasure. Kon was fucking himself even harder into her mouth, violating it so thoroughly that the muscles of her throat automatically sucked and spasmed around his length. Then Kon pulled back, groaning with gratification, and Ivy found herself still lovingly sucking his rock-hard erection.

With a laugh, Kon thrust back into her open lips. “Shit, she knows how to suck me! She’s gonna make me blow my load!”

“Good,” Selina sighed. “She must really want your cum bad if she’s sucking you that hard…”

She smiled and gave Ivy’s nipple a hard twist. Not wanting to show her pain, Ivy forced herself down on Kon’s manhood, burying it in her gullet. Shocks of pleasure jolted through her, making her throat clasp and gag and sputter on Kon’s swollen cock. At the same time, Harley slammed the handle inside of Ivy, truly impaling her with it.

“Oh fuck, she’s too damn good!” Kon cried. “She’s making me come!”

“Such a dirty whore, making you unload already. She must not be able to wait to get your cum,” Selina sighed. She pinched Ivy’s nipple hard. “Swallow it all, you little slut. Show that big cock how much you appreciate it by worshipping it until you’ve milked it dry.”

Ivy’s breasts were reddened now, actively showing how sore and aching they were from Selina’s attention. They jiggled under Ivy as her pussy burst with surges of delight, roiling around the whiphandle that Harley had filled her channel with.

In a fit of piqued sanity, Ivy demanded of herself that she didn’t come, not from being dominated by these three, from being fucked and reamed and toyed with everywhere she was sensitive. But the throbbing of Kon’s prick in her mouth was delicious and she loved the way that throb rushed when she sucked him, her throat milking the stiffened flesh, her fingers playing with the bloated balls that bobbed under her pistoning mouth. She pushed down on Kon’s lengthy erection, taking it all, feeling its girth spread her narrow throat once more.

Kon grabbed her hair compulsively tight. “Fuck, it’s feeding time!” And he jerked, his prick quaking between Ivy’s lips.

Ivy sputtered even more, even louder, her throat roiling, gagging on not just the cock stuffed down her gullet, but on the stream of cum that Kon ejaculated directly into her.

“YEAHHH!” Kon grunted, jerking his hips with each steaming pump of jism. “Oh fuck, OHH FUCK!”

His grip on Ivy’s hair slackened as he slouched down, shoulders hunched, like all of his energy was going into his spurting cock, its burgeoning rigidness force-feeding his cum into Ivy’s sucking mouth.

As the first dose of cum filled Ivy’s mouth, Selina twisted her nipple. Ivy’s mouth dropped down on Kon’s manhood with a bubbling scream, ropes of cum running from her lips to Kon’s groin as she worked her lips back and forth, as if driven mad by being the receptacle of his ejaculation.

“Gaaaawd!” Kon groaned, watching as a jet of his cum stuffed Ivy’s already-full mouth and splattered out of her parted lips.

Ivy moaned orgasmically, jerking her ass back for more of the whiphandle Harley had buried in her. All involved stared glassy-eyed at Ivy as she thoroughly sated herself with Kon’s prick, sucking out still more of the cum that already glutted her mouth and covered her lips.

Selina leaned over to Ivy’s ear, still pulling Ivy’s nipples far from her tautly straining breasts. “Want more, cunt?” she teased her.

Ivy came back to reality. She moaned dismally, as embarrassed to have Kon’s seed dribbling from her open mouth as she would be to go ahead and swallow it. And most humiliated of all by the helpless surges of delight she felt thrumming in her pussy, corresponding to the incensed disgust she felt to have her mouth stuffed with cum.

Then her eyes lit up. She felt Kon’s grip growing slack on her head, his erection dwindling flaccidly inside her mouth. Soon, she was able to pull herself away from it, its limp length seeping out of her mouth, and then she faced Kon to say—

Abruptly, Harley had her face cupped in her hands. She kissed Ivy, tongue sweeping into her mouth, the clown moaning as she tasted some of the cum Kon had deposited from her lips to deep within her throat. Some of it was squished between Harley’s lips and Ivy’s, smeared onto Harley’s cheeks and chin as she made out with Ivy.

“Mmmmm,” Harley moaned as the taste of Kon filled her senses, going pleasantly with the familiar tinge of Ivy.

Selina pulled her zipper down all the way, slipping out of her catsuit to leave her body in nothing more than a set of red panties. She ran a caressing hand over Harley, petting her hair before giving one of her pigtails a playful, teasing tug.

“My turn to play with her,” Selina said, sitting down with her legs parted. She leaned back onto her elbows. “Harley, why don’t you show Ivy what to do? You know you’re so good at it.”

Harley stopped suctioning Ivy’s plump lips and pulled herself away from them, giving Selina’s crotch a wicked look. “Gotcha, Seliners! C’mon, Red, you’re goin’ in!”

“Wai—“ Ivy started to cry, before she was wrenched over and thrust between Selina’s legs, Harley forcing her face down into Selina’s groin. Harley’s own body dropped onto Ivy’s back, holding her down as she reached past her to pull aside the crotch of Selina’s panties.

And no sooner had Selina’s cunt been exposed then Harley shoved Ivy’s face down into it. Ivy found herself automatically accepting her new, degrading position. She sucked the folds of Selina’s labia into her mouth, licking at them, then nipping Selina’s clit, rasping her tongue all over Selina’s mons as if trying to wash the taste of Kon out of her mouth.

“Mmmm, eager to taste some pussy now that you’ve had your fill of cock, huh!?” Selina spread her thighs wider. She pulled as Harley pushed, forcing Ivy to bury her face deeper in Selina’s cunt. “Taste it, bitch, taste!”

Ivy growled with her resentment of being used this way, even as she gave in, her tongue deep in Selina’s pussy, twisting and turning inside her to spur on Selina’s arousal and inundate herself with the cat burglar’s juices. Ivy could hear and feel Selina’s growing desire, her sex trembling convulsively, her fingers grabbing hard at Ivy’s hair.

“That’s good, but let’s remember you’re not the only one who likes getting it at both ends!” Selina grinned fiercely. “Put that green thumb of yours in my ass!”

Ivy was shocked at the thought. Not so much at the act itself, but at the idea of giving into them. Not just being held down and forced like Kon and Harley had done, but actively participating, fucking someone else instead of just being fucked. Her tongue almost froze, but Selina’s fingers tightened in her hair. She ran her tongue desperately over the woman’s spasming pussy, knowing if she didn’t, Selina might rip her hair out by the roots.

“Get on with it, Isley! Either make me come or you can go back to making Kon come! Won’t he like moving on from those cocksucker lips to your pussy… or your ass!” Selina snarled, autoerotically mashing herself against Ivy’s face, masturbating either to the thought or just at telling Ivy what to do.

Ivy moaned in surrender, her mouth once again merging with the hot wet flesh of Selina’s pussy. She slid a hand underneath Selina’s ass, between her buttocks, finding the valley already wet from Selina’s leaking juices. She smeared the wetness into Selina’s puckered sphincter with the pad of her finger, then pushed into it as she licked, her finger sliding right into the tight little opening.

“Yesss!” Selina gasped, jerking her hips at Ivy. “Finger me, you dyke bitch, finger-fuck my asshole!” She panted as Ivy worked the finger deeper, rubbing it against the walls of her rectum. “Right in, baby, like you’re trying to touch your tongue!”

The rage boiling inside Ivy suddenly became savage enthusiasm. Her lips smacked and slurped at Selina’s cunt, loudly working at it while she added another finger to Selina’s stretching ass, pumping them both up her anus. Ivy already knew what it would do to her. Just like that little slut Harley, Selina shot up and screamed lustfully, her legs trembling, her pussy spasming with Ivy’s tongue inside it and Ivy’s fingers spearing her ass.

“Yes, yes, do it, cunt!” Selina cried, all of her luscious body flowing and undulating as if absorbing the impact of Ivy’s stroking tongue. “Come on, get me off! GET ME OFF!” Her fingers clawed at Ivy’s scalp while her cunt exploded with lust, gushing all over Ivy’s face. She cooed as she orgasmed, mewling with passion, grinding her sex into Ivy’s lips.

Ivy rammed her fingers deeper, pumping them in Selina’s ass as hard as she could, as if she could hurt Selina to get even for this indignity. She bit at Selina’s clit, her teeth sending Selina up to a screaming plateau. The same violent passion that had erupted in Ivy seemed to burn in Selina now too, intensifying for both of them as Selina hit the ceiling of her climax again and again. Ivy sucked at her wet cunt while the cat burglar gasped and sighed, her satisfaction finally outpacing her lust. Ivy slurped her clit between her lips, vowing she’d get even, that she’d get Selina to service her every bit as hard as she’d been dominated.

“Fuck me,” Selina breathed, coming down from her high, only to find Kon rushing to obey, descending on top of her with the erection revitalized by her Sapphic show.

Freed, Ivy was about to make a few suggestions about how Kon could ream out that feline bitch, only before she could, Harley was on top of her, riding her face. “Eat me now, eat me now!” Harley cried. “Oh, Red, I’m so glad you realized you’re into being dominated!”