The Acolyte of Spirits and Curses

They were lying naked on the bed with the sheets kicked down around their legs.

Cynthia straddled Klein’s hips, her bare thighs bracketing his waist.

Her breasts pressed against his chest as she leaned down, her hair falling around their faces like a curtain.

She kissed his lips gently before biting his lower lip, just hard enough to make him inhale sharply, before soothing the sting with her tongue.

She licked into his mouth, tasting him, then pulled back just enough to drag her tongue along the corner of his lips and up across his cheek.

"Cynthia..."

She only hummed in answer and kept going.

Her mouth wandered across his face and licked the shell of his ear, then the sensitive skin just beneath it.

When she finally began to move lower, Klein’s hands settled on her waist.

Cynthia kissed a path down the center of his throat, then further still.

Her lips brushed the top of his chest.

She paused there for a moment, breathing him in, before shifting her weight and settling more firmly over his hips.

She looked down at him with an alluring, half-lidded gaze as she began to move.

Her soft ass cheeks dragged slowly up and down the hard length of his cock, spreading the heat of her skin over him.

The thick shaft nestled between her cheeks, sliding through the warm cleft with every deliberate roll of her hips.

Klein’s control snapped.

In one smooth motion he sat up, caught her by the waist, and flipped her onto the mattress.

"Eh-" Cynthia landed on her hands and knees with a soft gasp.

Before she could turn her head, he grabbed both of her ass cheeks, sinking his fingers into the soft dark flesh, and spread them wide open.

The cool air of the room kissed her exposed pussy and the tight ring of her asshole.

He raised his hand, slapping her ass cheek, and a clear red handprint bloomed across the dark skin of her right cheek.

"Nngh-!"

Cynthia’s back arched from the sudden sting.

Klein moved forward, pressing his chest against her back, and bit down on the curve of her shoulder.

At the same time his other hand slid up and closed around her throat, tilting her head back so she had no choice but to feel every breath against his palm.

He lined himself up behind her and drove his cock into her pussy in a single, deep thrust.

"Aangh~...!"

The sudden stretch tore a broken moan from her throat.

He buried his dick to the hilt in one go, balls pressing flush against her soft folds.

Cynthia’s arms trembled and her fingers clawed at the sheets as the full size of his cock filled her completely.

*plah* Klein pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in as the wet slap of his hips against her ass echoed through the room.

"Nngh~... haah... Klein-!"

The bed creaked under the force of his thrusts.

Every time his hips met her ass, the wet, heavy slap of skin on skin filled the air, mixed with the softer, broken sounds spilling from Cynthia’s lips.

"Ahh...! Nngh~... too deep-"

"Haargh... your pussy is so good, Cynthia." He only grunted against the bite mark on her shoulder and kept going.

---

Arwen pushed the front door open with her hip as she held grocery bags on both hands.

The house was quiet except for the low sound of something wet coming from upstairs.

She set the bags down in the kitchen, kicked off her shoes, and climbed the stairs.

The bedroom door was half-open.

She stopped in the doorway.

Cynthia was bent over the small writing table by the window with her face and bare chest pressed flat against the wood.

Her dark skin was flushed with one cheek mashed against the surface as her mouth opened in soft, continuous moans.

Klein stood behind her with one hand braced on the table while the other gripped her hip as he fucked her in deep strokes.

Arwen sighed, leaning one shoulder against the doorframe.

"I went out to buy groceries, and you two are fucking up here."

Klein only glanced over his shoulder with a smile and kept moving.

Cynthia’s eyes fluttered at the sound of Arwen’s voice, and a fresh wave of embarrassment flooded her face, but she didn’t try to hide.

She only moaned louder when Klein suddenly lifted her right thigh, hooking it high against his hip and changing the angle.

The new position opened her even wider.

He drove in deeper as the head of his cock dragged hard against that sensitive spot inside her with every thrust.

Cynthia’s fingers curled against the wood of the table, "Nngh~... ahh... Arwen..."

Arwen’s gaze trembled for a moment looking at his cock sliding in and out of Cynthia’s swollen pussy.

’It does feel a little strange... seeing your boyfriend fuck your bestfriend...’

Arwen walked up behind Klein and pressed her body against his bare back while sliding her arms around his waist.

Her hands rested low on his stomach as she leaned in and kissed the side of his neck.

At the same time her hands slid lower, one of them wrapping loosely around the base of his cock where it disappeared into Cynthia’s pussy.

The strange feeling in Arwen’s chest didn’t fade as she kept watching.

It only mixed with something hotter and far more complicated as she kept her body pressed to Klein’s body.

---

Klein was sitting on the couch wearing sweatpants low on his hips.

Cynthia was curled on his lap, and she was still only half-dressed with one of his oversized shirts hanging loosely off one shoulder.

She leaned in and kissed him slowly with one hand resting against the side of his neck while the other hand played absently with the hair at the back of his head.

Their mouths moved together in unhurried pace and every so often Cynthia would bite his lower lip gently, then soothe it with her tongue.

Arwen walked into the living room carrying a small tray with three glasses and a pitcher of cold juice.

She set the tray down on the low table in front of the couch and looked at the two of them for a moment.

Arwen poured the juice into the glasses and sat on the edge of the couch beside them and held one of the glasses out toward Cynthia.

Cynthia finally pulled back from the kiss and accepted the glass with a small, shy smile.

With a smile, Arwen asked "So, how did it feel losing your virginity to my boyfriend?"

Klein choked slightly beside her.

Hearing her question, Cynthia’s face flushed in embarrassment. "I am not answering that, you idiot."

Arwen tilted her head just a little "I’m curious."

"I said Iam not answering that."

"Tch, no fun."

"Fuck off!"

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