Continue to talk to Carter while Hetty does whatever she wants. (Fantasy Creatures)
From Create Your Own Story
Hetty moves her mouth down you. She trails kisses down to your neck, where she then sucks at you.
"Carter..." you purr. "She's on my neck, Carter... I can feel her tongue, her lips..."
The arm under you reaches around, her hand cupping your breast. Her other hand goes up your leather jerkin, finding and feeling your abs. Her hand is very warm against your skin. You feel her pelvis press up tightly against your rear. An excited giggle breaks through your lips.
"Why are you doing this?" you ask.
Hetty breaks from kissing your neck. "We might die tomorrow. Like hell am I dying a virgin."
Before you can press further, her hand migrates from your abs downwards. She invades your underwear. Her palm finds your clit, her fingers pressing against your folds.
"Hetty, wait!" you yelp. "Carver's right there."
"What is she doing?" Carver asks.
You go to answer, but Hetty cuts you off.
"I'm going to pulverise her pussy with my hand," she tells him. "And you're not invited."
"You guys are such cunts," is Carver's reply.
"Just keep beating your meat, Carver. Listen to this."
You murmur softy as she begins to rub you. Her lips move back to your neck. You feel her teeth against you skin, gently gnawing at you. Her fingers push into you. She begins softly pumping your pussy. Her palm slides up and down, rubbing against your clit. You feel a little bad about it, but you can't help moaning just load enough for Carver to hear.
"Take off your clothes," Hetty whispers. "I'll show you some real fun."
You giggle and nod as Hetty moves away from you. You hear her licking her fingers, then the sound of her taking her clothes off. You do as she tells you, and begin removing your own clothes. Before you know it, she's rolled you onto your back, and her head is between your legs. She arches her back, and her glorious butt glistens in the moonlight. You spread your legs. Hetty's tongue pushes into your folds, causing you to moan loudly. Carver grunts as he continues making that strange slapping sound.
What happens next?
