Jason was surprised by how excited and aroused he had gotten while touching and tormenting Vel. Part of it was because it had been done in front of Camelia, under her watch.
It was strange, as the name of the game, at least in the past, was that one must never know about the other.
Having two women was frowned upon, and he would have been hated for it.
Now, he had touched, fondled, and made one weak in the knees while the other watched. Not only that, but Camelia seemed to almost enjoy it, and to expect him to go further.
’This,’ Jason thought with a smirk while adjusting his bulge. ’Is a pretty good world.’
Camelia had undressed right away, letting her dress fall to the ground, and walked past him into Vel’s old room, their bedroom.
He could see that watching him touch Vel had annoyed her slightly, but that had only made it more exciting for him.
Kissing Vel’s neck while Camelia watched, unsure whether to say something or not, unsure whether to confront him or not, unsure if she even had the right to do... Jason had enjoyed it quite a bit.
’Still, I’m not sadistic enough to fuck Vel in front of her.’ He thought to himself, and walked to enter the room.
Jason stepped inside, and found Camelia standing with her back to him. She was right in front of the bed, staring at it as if unsure what to do.
He joined her side and laid a hand on her asscheek before giving it a squeeze.
"That was good." Camelia muttered, turning and raising her gaze to meet his. "You really made her suffer."
Jason almost smiled at those words. He knew that Vel wasn’t the only one to have suffered.
"Yeah?" He smirked. "Did you enjoy it? Watching her suffer?"
Camelia stared for a moment, blushed, and turned back towards the bed.
"S-Sure..." She stuttered. "Vel deserves it. She deserves worse, even."
"Is that so?" Jason asked with an amused tone. "What’s this -Worse- you’re thinking about?" He whispered in her ear after leaning closer. "It’s not too late, you know? She’s just one curtain away."
Camelia gulped internally. "N-No... She suffered enough for today... Yes, it’s enough." The Catgirl said while gulping internally.
’She’s scared that I might fuck Vel instead of her, huh?’ Jason stared for a moment, before slapping Camelia’s butt and gently pushing her onto the bed. "You get cuter by the minute, you know?"
The Catgirl gasped as she fell on the bed, stomach-side down, and quickly turned to face him.
"Well, well..." He smiled, shamelessly staring at the space between her legs. "Looks like you might have enjoyed it a bit too much."
Camelia followed his gaze, and clamped her legs together shamefully as she noticed how wet she still was.
"No, it’s..."
The Catgirl’s words trailed off as Jason pulled his pants down at once, revealing the gigantic erection.
"I’m the only dry one." He whispered and took hold of his cock. "That’s not fair, is it?"
Camelia seemed barely able to hear those words, eyes focused on the cock she had been craving.
Her head simply, and slowly, shook from right to left, then left to right.
"Come closer." Jason ordered after standing close enough to the bed that his shins were against it. "Suck my dick."
Camelia gulped, gaze alternating between cock and eyes.
Being told to do it so directly was unexpected, almost stressful.
"Yes..." The Catgirl whispered, got on her hands and knees, moved closer on all fours, and lowered her head until the erect cock was above her, hiding most of her face from Jason.
"Oh, yeah." He groaned as Camelia’s soft and damp tongue touched the area between his cock and testicles. A shiver ran up his spine as she made her way up his shaft before reaching his bulging tip. "You’re getting better and better at this." Jason muttered as her lips enclosed the head.
His words encouraged Camelia, and she took more and more of his cock inside of her while licking wildly each new inch with her tongue.
’That’s right.’ The Catgirl thought to herself as she raised her gaze to see his facial expression. ’Vel could never make you feel-’
Camelia froze suddenly, surprised by her own thought.
"Don’t stop now," Jason whispered and placed a hand on her soft, pink hair.
Guided by his hand, the Catgirl ignored her thoughts, closed her eyes, and went back to trying her best to satisfy and please his cock, using her lips, tongue, mouth, and throat.
But once her lips kissed the base of his cock, the image of Vel popped inside of her mind.
Camelia became intensely aware of how close it had been back there. At any moment, Jason could have taken his pants off and shoved his cock inside of Vel’s mouth and throat. What then? What would Camelia have done? What if... Vel’s mouth and throat felt better than hers?
"Oh, fuck..." Jason cursed and groaned as the Catgirl started moving backward and forward, taking all of it, then most of it out, then all of it once again. "You’re... Getting seriously good at this."
Such a huge cock moving in and out of her throat and mouth was certainly not easy, but Camelia pressed on, determined to make him feel good, to please him, to make him... Feel way better than Vel ever could.
She felt the tip of his cock pushing against the walls of her throat, stretching them, and fucking them as she moved her head back and forth.
Camelia’s eyes lit up as she felt his cock twitch intensely inside of her.
’He’s close...!’ She thought.
Excited and happy by the fact that he was quivering and throbbing inside of her, the Catgirl doubled down on using her throat and mouth as aggressively as she could.
His other hand moved to her head, and Camelia knew he was there.
At once, she moved all the way forward, taking all of his cock inside for one final, climactic push.
"Ahh...!" Jason groaned as he blew a gigantic load into her that almost made his legs shake. "Holy fuck... Camelia..."