Natalie's First Climax

Natalie tried to resist. She really did, even though she felt a sort of dark glee bubbling in her belly, an exhilaration that raced along her limbs. She tried to **** just how much she was enjoying this to the back of her mind, focusing instead on the fight to try and keep what was left of her dignity. She felt her whole body shaking, Jean's fingers driving her to the very brink, their motion, their touch making her shudder and moan. Her pussy felt tight, her muscles constricted as she tried to control herself, she was breathing fast, and thinking was hard. Her nipples were hot, her breasts tingled. Her first clenched, and she tried to summon her resolve. She could feel the urge to cum rising, rising in her mind, flowing through her body, leaping from nerve to nerve, muscle to muscle.

She gasped. A feeling whipped through her body, a wave of pleasure pounded against her resolve, and she flinched. Her head moved back, her eyes closed, fists clenching against it. Her breathing grew ragged, she desperately tried to hold on.

Natalie's head was spinning now. Her toes curled, her skin was hot, and she was sweating. She felt the need to climax building inside of her, like an invisible **** trying to rip its way outwards. Her chest felt tight. Her breasts were pressing into the inside of her bra, she was aware of every inch of her body, feeling the tremors and the shockwaves as Jean's fingers continued to tease and elicit her base emotions.

"Ooooh." Jean said, "What's the matter, Natalie? Are you trying not to cum? Are you trying not to show your friends just how much you're enjoying this? You can't resist, you know? No matter how strong your will is, it's still contained in a weak little human body. a human body that will do anything for pleasure. Look at you, gasping and moaning, but still trying to be all tough. You think you're going to get out of this without cumming your brains out? Do you think that this is even the only time we're going to make you do it? Newsflash, girl! We're going to have our wicked way with you as many times as we want, we're going to make you squeal, and beg, we're going to fuck you with toys, and our fingers, and probably some good old fashioned cocks too, and all the while, your two friends are going to sit there and watch. They're going to watch as you cum again and again and again, Natalie. Until you're nothing but a shaking, shivering wreck, with your legs spread, and your pussy absolutely soaking.

"N-no..." Natalie gasped, though whether she was replying to Jean's words, or to the rising feelings invading her own body, no one knew. She could feel her friends supporting her body, forcing her to stand up even as Jean continued to tease her sex, each touch sending explosions rippling behind her eyes. She clenched her whole body, trying to deny the building orgasm, but that couldn't last forever, she felt the pure power of the pleasure building, her body weakening moment by moment. Her legs twitched, her toes went numb, before she knew it, the last of her defences were slipping.

"H-hah..." She gasped, turning to look at Jake and Lyra. "G-guys please don't look! I can't... I can't stop it! Please don't look at me while I-"

"No!" Jean roared. "Watch her! Watch your little friend cum! That's an order! Make sure you see everything!"

Natalie threw her head back, a long moan escaped her lips as the climax finally rocked her body. Pleasure ripped through her, stealing her voice, her thoughts, and her world. Her legs shuddered, the shivers raced through her whole body as her nerves fired. There was no mistaking it, no way to hide it, no means to stop it.

Natalie climaxed right in the middle of the shop, in front of her two coworkers and friends who were holding her on her feet. she cried out in shame and arousal both, the feeling racing through her body made her skin tingle, and her heart rage.

Shocked by the sheer strength of the orgasm, Jake and Lyra let go of her, and Natalie collapsed to her knees, her pussy throbbing with waves of ecstasy. She moaned, not even caring how wanton it sounded, how much it betrayed the fact that she was enjoying the whole thing. Nothing existed for her except the feeling rushing through her body, the climax which snapped and burned and tore through her mind. Natalie felt in that moment as though she was burning from head to toe, but the fire brought pleasure, not pain. It was on every inch of her, alive in every cell, interwoven into her very being.

When she came to properly, she was almost face down on the floor. She'd caught herself with one hand. She remembered her body jerking to and fro as the pleasure cascaded, her legs kicking out, as her pussy became truly soaked. The climax tearing through her self control, her restraint, and even her mind, leaving nothing else but the pleasure for a few crucial seconds.

"Well, Natalie," Jean said, standing back. "I have to admit, you put on quite a show. For someone so **** to climax, you did it so well. One would almost think you were enjoying the whole thing. Now, let me see, what else can we do to you...?"