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Our wetness mixed, making every movement slippery and sexy. She leaned forward, capturing one of my nipples in her mouth and sucking hard while her hips kept moving. Belle's fingers traced my jaw, then slid down to pinch my other nipple, twisting just enough to make me gasp into her mouth. Tasha picked up the pace, grinding against me faster, her clit rubbing mine with every roll of her hips. She reached down and spread my pussy lips wider with her fingers so our clits could grind directly together, the friction of our clits made the heat coil low in my belly.

Her breathing quickened, chest rising and falling with small, broken moans that echoed softly in the steam. She pictured Theo, wet hair clinging to his forehead, eyes dark as midnight, lips parted and breathing hard. “Fuck, Jazz… you don’t know what you do to me.” Her fingers slipped lower, brushing her clit between her legs. Her hips jerked at the first touch, a helpless sound spilling from her mouth. She circled slowly, teasing herself the way she imagined Theo would, patient, firm, driving her higher but never letting her fall. The steam wrapped around her like a secret, hiding her shame, her desire, her trembling need.

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When he pressed against my back, I felt something cool and smooth against my inner thigh, the spine of a book. “Lady Chatterley’s Lover,” he said softly, voice dripping with dark amusement. “One of my favorites for nights like this.” He dragged the edge of the closed book slowly along my soaked pussy, the leather teasing my swollen clit. I whimpered, pushing back, but he held me still. “Patience,” he chided. “We’re going to use literature properly tonight.” He set the book aside and replaced it with his cock, rubbing the thick head through my folds, mixing our juices. Then he thrust in deep from behind, making the ladder shake slightly.

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In my head I was the brunette with my mouth stuffed with throbbing cock, pussy stretched and pounded, surrounded by eager hard cocks ready to claim every inch of me over and over again. The fantasy turned my breaths into desperate pants, tension coiling so tight in my belly I could barely breathe. The guy tit-fucking the brunette arched back suddenly, shooting cum across her neck, chin, and open mouth. She licked it up like candy, her eyes still piercing mine across the room, as if silently daring me to dive in, to join the frenzy. I added a third finger now, stretching myself wider, the delicious burn mixing with pleasure as I slammed them in and out. I was teetering on the edge, so achingl

I'd run myself through them, picturing the heavy, soft flesh they were meant to hold. Today was a peak performance. The magazine was open to a spread featuring two women, all tangled limbs and hungry mouths. The late afternoon sun slanted through her blinds, casting hot stripes across the page and my back. My hips pistoned against the silken bedspread, my breath coming in short gasps. I had her red bikini top wrapped around my length, the rough seam of the fabric adding a delicious edge. My mind was a fever dream of images from the magazine and the forbidden, half-formed fantasies l'd never let fully surface about the girl whose room I was defiling.

And the spells were only for one thing. Sex. I flipped through all the pages, dumbfounded. There were pictures of naked people with arrows pointing to boobs or pussies or cocks, and instructions on the spells to cast to make them bigger or tighter or thicker. My jaw dropped when the next page I turned had a picture of a woman being fucked hard in the middle of a pentagon, by a wonderfully handsome man with horns and a tail. No shit. Demon sex.

I stutter and close my thigh together, only for my swollen and wet cunt lips to rub together and elicit a new sensation in my core. What is this? “Just fingering Lydia by the pool side” Kandy says dirtily and my jaw drops open, a moan slipping out instead of a protest and I see my step daddy's jaw tick. He fold his fingers into a fist like he's holding back, he looks so sexy like that. “Kandy that's inappropriate, Lydia is a good girl” he says, sounding like he's restraining himself from yelling at us but Kandy's smile only widen. The tension between the two of them causes my pussy to pulse again with an even stronger want and wronger need…raw and dirty.