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The sounds of flesh roughly meeting flesh, muffled sucking, and hushed moans filled the air of the youngest daughter of the Du Couteau estate’s room. For an outsider passing by, it would be easy to assume the feisty redhead was having some sort of carnal excursion with any number of the meatheaded hunks that populated Noxus and its surrounding territories. Hell, there were even rumors of her having a Romeo and Juliet-esque relationship with a particularly obnoxious Demacian brute. But the handmaids and housekeepers stationed outside her bedroom’s door knew the truth. The filthy, dirty truth. Their wet panties and blushed faces were a testament to that, if ever there was one.
Indeed, Katarina was not locked away in her room getting railed forty seven ways from Saturday. On the contrary, she did the railing. And there wasn’t a single muscle-bound oaf within 500 yards of the Du Couteau manor. Instead, her sexual companions were two relatively petite women, though all of the participants in her erotic misadventures packed a rather unorthodox set of equipment.
Cocks. They all had cocks.
You know, dicks. Penises. Richards. Meatsticks.
“b-b-but Aelinna, g-g-g-g-g-girls don’t have t-t-t-t-that…” You posit, quivering beneath your sheets like a petulant hobbledehoy.
Don’t kid yourself, I know what you’re into. I’m talking about chicks with fuckhoses. Ladies wielding tallywackers. Top of the line matrimonial peacemakers. A few Master John Goodfellows. Couple of baloney ponies. Some danger-close bacon bazookas.
What’s more, Katarina’s libidinous union featured a fairly rare grouping, consisting of a Noxian, a Demacian, and an Ionian. It sounded like the setup to a really, really bad joke. Or perhaps, a really, really bad fanfiction.
Lux was splayed across the middle of Katarina’s bed. She was undeniably the center of attention, though she seemed to receive more than she gave. On one side was Xayah, her cock shoved as deep as it could go down the blonde’s throat whilst she constantly thrust her hips back and forth, causing the slutty Demacian’s mascara to run as she facefucked her to her heart’s content. On the other side was Katarina, her cock plunged to the hilt up Lux’s ass while her pelvis rocked back and forth savagely, showing the light mage no mercy in her anal onslaught.
They were an odd ensemble, often at each other's throats during quieter moments, but their synergy in the sack made up for it ten times over. The three first met at a painfully dull peace council (naturally, Cassiopeia had forced Katarina to go in her stead). It turned out to be a blessing in disguise, however, as the redhead spent the entire meeting staring very obvious sexual daggers into the both of them. Later that night she ambushed them in the communal showers, and the rest, so they say, is history.
Katarina’s thighs slammed harshly against Lux’s, sending impact ripples up the blonde’s skin while producing a blissful plap plap plap sound. The redhead sported a wide grin as her eyes alternated between her own cock’s plundering of the Demacian’s backdoor, the Demacian’s throbbing, needy cock, bouncing gleefully despite receiving no stimulation, and her blushed, pleasure-ridden face. Her mouth would absolutely be moaning to the high heavens right now had it not been occupied with a Vastayan dick.
This was their bi-daily routine. Katarina took Lux’s ass, Xayah took her throat, and the submissive little blonde was more than content to have her holes filled while her cock took nothing . They’d never had a real sit down to discuss who took which roles during sex because they’d never needed one. They organically assumed their positions the very first time and never found a reason to change things up afterwards.
That didn’t stop Katarina from speculating about it, though. Why was Xayah always content to settle for Lux’s throat? Why didn’t Lux ever want to get her dick wet? The Noxian’s mind always came back to one thing. One physical feature that they all shared, albeit unequally, that subconsciously decided who got the cream of the crop, who got the scraps, and who got to be a breeding sow.
Dick size.
It’s no secret that society values those that are well hung. Genetic diff, they call it. Katarina certainly fit the bill, sporting a girthy ten inch bitchbreaker between her legs. Even if most women didn’t have dicks, the fact that hers was so impressive had always given her confidence. In a way, it helped mold her personality. Hard to not be a cocky fucker when she always had the ultimate trump card down her pants.
Xayah’s cock wasn’t particularly small, but by comparison it might as well have been. Around five and a half inches hard, she was pretty much the baseline. Perhaps a wink over average on a good day. But when matched up to Katarina’s gargantuan length, there was simply no contest. The redhead had taken great pleasure in watching her avian inclined lover’s eyes widen and jaw hang slack the very first time she laid eyes on her massive length. In that shocked expression she could see all her preconceived thoughts of what constituted a big dick and what didn’t come crumbling down. Xayah’s brash, often argumentative demeanor certainly fit her dick length. It was the median, better than some, worse than others, and on par with the vast majority. She had to over compensate to stand out, otherwise she’d be lost in a sea of normalcy.
And then there was Lux. Poor, poor Lux. She could maybe get to four inches, and that was only if she was incredibly turned on. Her member was downright pathetic next to Kat’s. A real David and Goliath situation, except there wasn’t any slingshot tech to save the day. Lux’s cock was a lot like her: petite, shy, pale, and wholly incapable of being dominative. Hell, there were buttplugs that penetrated deeper than her cock.
The Noxian theorized that their dick sizes had subconsciously determined their roles in sex. She was clearly packing the most heat with her devil pickle, so she always got to enjoy an asshole, which, as we all know, is the pinnacle of sexual intercourse. Xayah’s fuckpole, while unable to hold a candle to Kat’s, still easily trumped Lux’s, so she got a nice, wet throat to partake in. And Lux, with her puny peckerwood, was relegated to being a pair of holes for her friends. It was their cocks that defined their personalities, and it was their cocks which assigned who was the alpha of their sexcapades.
Was it true? Was it all just a bunch of half-baked, pseudo-scientific, Freudian bullshit? Probably. It wasn’t exactly thought up by the sanest mind on the planet.
But that didn’t stop Katarina from believing it. Partially because it made some semblance of sense to her, but primarily because it turned her on to think about. Her two friends… entirely subservient to her Long Dong Silver.
Sometimes she wondered why she even allowed Xayah to enjoy Lux’s throat at all. Realistically, all of their holes should belong to her. They both had lesser cocks, after all.
The redhead snapped from her daydreaming as she noticed Lux’s hand drawing near her cock, obviously eager to jerk herself off a little bit in the midst of getting fucked silly. And on most days, Katarina would have allowed her. After all, everyone needed to do the five knuckle shuffle from time to time, right? But today, those usually harmless fantasies of dick sizes and domination pervaded Katarina’s mind. Warped her focus. Changed her outlook.
In a flash she slapped Lux’s hand away and doubled her hips’ speed, absolutely drilling her up the ass and causing her to groan and sputter around Xayah’s length. The Vastayan cocked an eyebrow in Katarina’s direction, but said nothing. Lux’s throat was far too pleasant to be distracted from.
But Katarina wasn’t done. No, she needed more . She leaned over Lux’s body, forcing the blonde’s legs up into the air until she was hovering mere inches from her face. Her eyes were ripe with venom and scorn, and the piercing glare they gave off sent a shiver down the Demacian’s spine.
Possessed with delusions, Katarina began speaking without thinking.
“Yeah, you like my big fat cock, don’t you?” she whispered, gripping Lux by the chin and forcing her off the Vastayan’s shaft (which fell harmlessly across the blonde’s forehead). Xayah was quick to complain, but her words melted away, overtaken by Katarina’s ramblings. “You both like it… You probably think about my throbbing dick and heavy balls alllll dayyyy longggg. I bet you have wet dreams every night of me fucking your asses… it’s too bad you both have such tiny, pathetic cocks. If you didn’t, maybe you could be the ones fucking asses.” Still fucking Lux like there was no tomorrow, Katarina shot them both a haughty grin of superiority and continued, “Now, why don’t you both turn around and bend over the bed so I can really start fucking your holes.”
A long moment then passed, the room itself seeming to have all manner of sound sucked out of it, save for the constant plapping of Kat’s skin against Lux’s. Nay a word was spoken between the trio; a shared glance between Lux and Xayah was their only form of communication. It was a silent affirmation. A declaration of war.
Kat’s eyes widened as she felt Lux drive her feet directly into her stomach, forcing her to fall backwards and her cock to exit the Demacian’s ass. She coughed and sputtered against the ground, looking up with rage clouding her vision only to see a truly terrifying sight.
Above loomed Lux and Xayah, their normally gentle and apathetic gazes replaced with ones of pure contempt.
Katarina’s mind went into fight or flight then, realizing exactly what was happening. She tried to scramble away towards the bedroom door, as if she could find safety in the presence of her maids.
She never stood a chance of making it.
Xayah gripped one leg, Lux the other, and with their combined force they drug her back atop the bed. In an instant, Katarina found herself on her hands and knees with a Vastayan cock that looked a lot smaller than it felt shoved down her throat.
“Mfrelsae fme!” she groaned, completely ambushed by the notion of having to suck a dick. Truth be told, she’d never done it before. She was so used to being top dog that the concept was entirely lost on her.
“I don’t think so.” Xayah gave her a harsh slap to the cheek. “Not after what you just pulled. Think we’re lesser than you, huh? We’ll see about that.”
Katarina was powerless to the rebel’s advances, forced to throat her schlong over and over again, feeling dizzy from the schlicking sound of her friend’s dick sliding in and out of her mouth. Spit began to quickly pour down her chin, accumulating in a small puddle on her bed sheets below. She looked up, mascara already starting to run down her face, and shot the Vastayan a pleading look. She was practically begging her to stop. But Xayah was having none of it. No mercy would be shown today. She gripped the back of the redhead’s skull and forced her head forwards in perfect sync with her thrusts, giving her her first proper facefucking.
All the while, Lux watched with a small smile on her face. She’d never complained about being the bottom before because, truthfully, she didn’t mind. She quite liked the feeling of being filled airtight with a couple of tuna torpedoes. But it had nothing to do with her dick’s length. For Katarina to go there, for her to say that … it crossed a line. She needed to be taught a lesson, and who better to teach her than her two closest friends?
The Demacian grinned wide at the beautiful sight before her. She had positioned herself behind Katarina, staring down at her pale ass cheeks which parted ever -so-slightly to reveal her pretty, brown asshole.
“Hey Kat…” she whispered, drawing the attention of the redhead who’d honestly forgotten she was even there due to Xayah’s ruthless facefucking. “You have a really beautiful ass. It’s so tight…” she pressed a single digit against her backdoor, rubbing it gently, causing Katarina’s eyes to widen as she understood the implication. “I bet it’s never had anything inside it before! I think we should change that.”
“MPhNO!” The Noxian tried to scream, but her cries were quickly transformed into gags as Xayah forced her cock as deep as it could go and held it there. Katarina’s nose was pressed flush against her navel as she felt a slickened, phallic object begin to prod against her anus. Meanwhile, Lux found herself absolutely floored by just how tight Kat’s ass was, as even her smaller than average cock was unable to easily breach it. But that was more than alright with her. She preferred a little bit of a fight.
Katarina groaned and gasped around Xayah’s cock, shivering as her butthole was repeatedly poked with Lux’s dickhead. What the light mage had surmised was entirely true; she really had never had anything up there before. Not even a finger. She’d never felt the inclination. Her focus was on fucking asses, not getting fucked in the ass. She never thought she’d actually lose her anal virginity, much less to someone like pencil-dicked Lux.
Finally, with a little bit of spit and a lot of effort, her asshole parted just wide enough for Lux’s tip to fit through. She was only able to slide in a single inch, but that was more than enough to generate a reaction from both herself and her new bottom.
Lux groaned with absolute glee, a content, heavy smile on her face as her trouser snake felt the inside of an asshole for the first time ever. It was… glorious . So tight and warm, hugging her shaft like it was holding on for dear life. She could instantly see why Kat always preferred to be on this end of things. Then again…
The redhead’s reaction wasn’t exactly one of disapproval.
At the moment of entry, her muffled protests and muted gags fell silent, replaced with a tiny, almost imperceptible moan.
Interesting.
With excitement and curiosity coursing through her veins, Lux pushed forward, forcing her cock deeper a half inch every few seconds. She was gentle, of course; the goal wasn’t to break Katarina or torture her, but rather punish her by forcing her to play sub for the day. And yet, with every inch her cock buried itself deeper inside Katarina’s asshole, the redhead found herself unable to conceal her growing moans of pleasure. She was honestly more surprised than both Lux and Xayah combined.
Her? An anal slut? How ? She was the one with the monster energy drink dick. She was the one who broke stuck up bitches into mewling sluts. She was the one who turned prudes into size queens. She was the one who changed vanilla Victorias into kinky Katherines. How could she possibly enjoy a cock as pathetic as Lux’s in her ass?
But all the questioning in the world could not conceal her body’s reaction. Her cock throbbed with depravity and desire, pulsing needily between her legs despite not receiving any physical touch. It was harder and more sensitive, more desperate , than it had ever been when she’d taken Lux’s ass. And when that little blonde minx started slowly pumping her four inch magic wand in and out of Katarina’s most sacred hole? The redhead melted with pleasure, fully submitting to a fetish she’d no idea she even had five minutes ago.
“Good lord, Luxie. She’s loving every second of this.” Xayah commented through grit teeth, suddenly finding it much more difficult to speak as Katarina began to accept and perhaps even welcome the Vastayan’s cock in her throat.
“You’re— mm —telling me. Just look at it.” True to the Demacian’s word, Katarina’s spicy sopressata oozed thin ropes of precum onto the bed below. “Who knew she was a closeted buttslut? You’ve gotta try this ass out.”
“Believe me, I will.” Xayah smirked. “But first…”
Katarina had been put into a sexual trance from Lux’s buggering and Xayah’s facefucking, but when the latter unsheathed her cock from her throat, the redhead reflexively shot her a needy gaze. It wasn’t as if she wanted to look at her bird feathered friend with an expression of “why the fuck did you take your dick out of my mouth?” , but rather, it just sort of happened naturally.
“Don’t worry, Kitty Kat. I’ve got something else for you to suck on.” Xayah grinned, gripping her shaft and bringing it flush against her stomach, forcing her bloated, smooth balls into the Noxian’s gaping maw. Katarina was quick to obey, suckling and licking her friend’s juicy jewels with a hunger so ravenous it surprised even herself. Like any self-respecting cockslut, she wasn’t only smitten with Xayah’s tan banana. Sure, that was undoubtedly the centerpiece of a three piece set, but those full balls below deserved just as much love and care as the meat scepter above.
While Katarina slobbered on Xayah’s spunk bunkers, Lux was busy giving her ass a proper reaming. She may not have had the largest dick to work with, but as the old saying goes: Tis not the size of the boat, but the motion in the ocean. An additional benefit to her size was that it was really easy to bottom out inside Katarina’s ass. And bottom out she did. Her hips bucked wildly as she fucked like a demon, ecstasy running through her veins like she was a teenager getting sloppy toppy for the first time. This sensation … it was divine. A blessing from the gods above channeled through her Womb Raider as it desecrated the depths of Katarina’s anal cavity. Every thrust sent rivers of unmitigated pleasure directly into her brain, yet they paled in comparison to what Katarina felt.
All thoughts of dick measuring and domination had exited her mind, replaced with a torrential tidal wave of orgiastic bliss. The nerve endings lining her asshole hummed in glee as Lux’s whore thermometer pillaged her butt relentlessly. She barely had enough wits about her to keep tonguing Xayah’s balls, and that was only because somewhere buried deeply in the recesses of her newly anal-obsessed mind was a fragment of cockdrunkedness that refused to die.
Xayah took note of the Noxian’s eagerness and decided to reward her with her pump action dongadoodle, forcing the redhead’s mouth off of her balls only to then fill it back up with her rigid length. Katrina gagged happily, drool flowing freely from her mouth while her eyes crossed with joy. Her senses were completely overloaded as she was taken brutally from both the front and the back. It was almost poetic justice: she always figured her friends’ small dicks to be inherently lesser than her massive whoremaker, yet she’d never felt such absurdly pleasurable highs as she did when they fucked her with those average to below average candlesticks.
She could stand it no more. With her friends continuously piping her down, Katarina’s eyes rolled heavenward and she released a loud, shameless moan around Xayah’s member. Her own cock throbbed with delight as it shot rope after rope of precious cum onto the bed beneath her. Cum that was normally emptied into Lux’s ass, now being wasted on expensive satin sheets.
She’d had a hands free orgasm. The most embarrassing, and yet strangely, the most exhilarating kind she’d ever experienced. She should have felt shame. Her pride should have been shot to ruin. But none of that mattered compared to the near religious experience of having a dick fucked up her ass (and down her throat).
Katarina’s asshole clenched tightly at the moment of her orgasm, causing a chain reaction to spread to Lux. The Demacian was already on edge for a few minutes, but feeling the warm, comforting walls of Kat’s tight ass constrict even further to embrace her centimeter-peter in the tightest grip she’d ever experienced was simply far too much for her to withstand. With a cute little moan, the light mage emptied her load straight into Katarina’s ass; her vision briefly dulled as a dizzy spell wore over her as she came, but her eyes remained laser focused on the redhead’s beautiful bouncing ass cheeks, and, of course, her own tickle stick planted firmly between them.
Naturally, Xayah had been close to striking white oil for quite some time, especially after getting her balls worshiped by her self-appointed dom. She didn’t want to cum for as long as possible so she could thoroughly enjoy the Katarina throat onahole experience, but watching the Noxian’s godzilla dick spasm happily as she had her first prostate orgasm was simply far too hot for to resist. With a tepid groan (always the emo, aren’t we, Xayah?), the Vastayan unleashed her pent up load straight down Katarina’s gullet, forcing her face flush against her pelvis so that not a single drop could be spilled anywhere but inside Katarina’s throat.
All three of them remained like that for at least half a minute, Xayah with her pleasure sausage shoved fully down Kat’s throat, Lux with her carrot cock plunged deeply into Kat’s ass, and Kat with her unloved mega-dick energetically twitching between her thighs. They rode their simultaneous orgasms all the way out, each feeling more pleasure from the new role reversal than they’d ever found doing things the normal way.
Eventually, Lux and Xayah pulled out, and without any cocks inside Katarina to support her position she slumped against the bed, landing directly into the small pool of cum she’d deposited below. She was completely spent. Completely satisfied.
But Lux wasn’t. Not yet.
She danced her way to the other side of the bed until she stood in front of Katarina’s barely conscious face. Her cock was still as solid as stone, and although she’d deposited the majority of her load inside the arrogant Noxian’s asshole, her shaft was still thoroughly covered in her own sticky cream. She gripped Katarina by the scalp and forced her head off the bed before she wiped her cock over her cheeks and lips, smearing her virile seed all over the redhead’s face. It was a shockingly dominant action for the generally mild-mannered light mage, but she wasn’t trying to humiliate Katarina. She was trying to mark her territory. She wanted the Noxian to understand that this was to be their new dynamic. She wouldn’t be fucking anyone’s ass for the foreseeable future. Instead, she would be the one that was nothing more than just a pair of holes up for free use, and she only had her own vanity and ego to blame. As if to seal this new arrangement, Lux slipped her cock inside Katarina’s welcoming mouth, and she happily sucked the remaining cum off her friend’s length. The same length that had been balls deep in her asshole only minutes before. An hour ago, the thought of doing something as submissive as this would have made her cringe. Now she slurped on Lux’s cock greedily, savoring every forbidden flavor that came along with it.
Lux and Xayah both grinned at the perverse sight before them. There was their Noxian alpha, their hung bull, her face covered in viscous white cum, a smile plastered on her broken visage as she guzzled Lux’s short dick as if her life depended on it.
And to think, all of this could have been avoided if Katarina had just kept her mouth shut.