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harshboldcharm) wrote2012-04-08 01:43 pm
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Past Bed Mates
They were taking a walk, Wylie had some ridiculous espresso coffee mixed thing in his hand that he was sucking on the straw. He'd been a little restless lately and decided that they should go out during the day, do something a little less like themselves and more... eh, who gives a shit.
At the moment Wylie was trying to convince Jelani to answer his stupid questions. With the straw half hanging out of his mouth, he pointed to some tall, buff guy who looked like he ate steroids for every meal of the day. "Would you fuck that guy?" he asked, snorting a laugh.
At the moment Wylie was trying to convince Jelani to answer his stupid questions. With the straw half hanging out of his mouth, he pointed to some tall, buff guy who looked like he ate steroids for every meal of the day. "Would you fuck that guy?" he asked, snorting a laugh.
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She was leaning more towards Wylie now, her hand on his thigh.
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Wylie was relaxed, having listened about who this demon was but not really interested in knowing details. Ignorance is bliss. He got an arm around Je's waist, pulling her closer.
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Wylie had shifted, pulling Je onto his lap, her back to his chest so he could grope her. Addiction moved with them accordingly.
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Addiction moaned and bit her lower lip. She then curled her arms around both of them, straddling Jelani's lap, one hand curled into Wylie's hair.
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Wylie responded, kidding her aggressively. His hands kneaded against Jelani's hips, grinding up against her. It was amazing they could get themselves this worked up and tangled still.
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Her hands had slid down to grip the demon's ass, and with a slight shift she got her left thigh between her legs and felt the heat of her sex.
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"I'm not sure I will ever get enough of both of you," she admitted with a wicked smile. Yes, she liked these two. A lot.
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Addiction was still grinding down against her before leaning in and kissing her roughly. This was a much slower desire at the moment. She was too comfortable to do anything about helping her along at the moment and Wylie was perfectly happy where he was.
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When Addiction kissed her, Jelani pushed her thigh up firmer against her. She wasn't yet driven to any aching, needy form of lust yet, and felt more in control now than before. Though she was very much liking what was being done to her by both human and demon.
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Wylie was imagining all the things they could do over the course of the night. Oh he would love this, wouldn't he? Definitely. He had his hand wandering over both women now.
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But let's not forget about the scorching hot demon! Jelani turned back to her, curling her hand behind her neck to pull her back down to kiss her again.
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Addiction moaned against her lips, pinching one of her nipples far harder than was comfortable, but then eased up again, soothing it with the pad of her thumb a moment later.
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She pushed down harder against Wylie, rolling erh hips in small circles against him. She was almost feeling like she was neglecting him a bit, but her hands were just so busy with the demon in her lap.
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Wylie was getting about all the stimulation that he needed for the moment. He was a tits guy, but her ass was lovely and perfect and making him feel damn good.
The tub was feelin much hotter now and though Addiction had a high tolerance for heat, Wylie didn't. "Girls, maybe we should move?" he asked. Addiction ignored him for a second longer.
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Wylie stood, watching a moment and lifted himself up so that he was sitting on the edge of the hot tub, watching the demon make out with his girlfriend for a moment while he cooled off. And by cooled off, he actually sat there and stroked himself.
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Yes, Wylie was definitely going to like this. He lazily stroked himself while he watched the two contrasting women.
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Her finger moved in slow strokes in and out of the demon's body, her tongue dancing with hers where they stood pressed close together.
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