Chapter 8
by corruptioncomes
Who's there?
A pair of customers
Brit looked up to see Alejandra and Soledad standing in the doorway. The taller Alejandra sported a look of angry disgust while the stockier Soledad had a hand clasped over her mouth and her brown eyes wide in surprise.
“We're all working out in here and you two carpet munchers are dyking out with the door open? What's wrong with you chicas locas? And what the hell is that?” Alejandra said, pointing a red nail-tipped hand at the idol on the carpet.
“It's … something new I got,” Brit said lamely, not bothering to get off Meghan, who had resumed licking her. “Take a closer look.”
Brit had no way of knowing it, but the idol's powers had increased with the orgasms it had triggered and finding another subject in Meghan.
The moment Alejandra grabbed the statue, it was as if an electric jolt shot to her pussy. Her nipples stiffened and she thought about Soledad plowing her pussy from behind, Soledad's heavy tits jiggling while she worked the giant dildo in and out of Alejandra, pausing only to slap her ass now and then. She thought of her sister Diana, working too hard in college, needing to let her hair down and slip off the baggy clothes and party once in a while with some women. Working her jeans over her hips, pulling the red lace panties aside, savoring her sweet taste. The way her whole body would shake, her hair splayed over the table, when she came.
“Ay, no!” Alejandra exclaimed, dropping the statue. Her pussy was on fire imagining Diana's labored breathing, her fingers shoved between her plump lips to keep from screaming and alerting everyone else in the library to their fucking, so wrong, their dirty fucking.
*Not dirty, so right. You need to show her.* Alejandra heard. *You only need women. You deserve to have many women. She needs to have many women. I can help you.*
“Ali?” Soledad asked, kneeling over her friend. Suddenly, Alejandra swooped forward, shoving her friend's hand against the idol. Not even waiting for a reaction, she grabbed the hem of Soledad's shirt and lifted it over her head, revealing a healthy amount of cleavage above her sports bra. Alejandra kept working quickly, sliding her hands under the bra and pushing it up, revealing Soledad's juicy D cup breasts, crowned with dime-size brown areolas and sizable nipples.
Alejandra's mouth watered as she started worshiping her friend's divine breasts. Her tongue licked along the areola as if she could slurp it up like melted ice cream, pausing occasionally to nip at the nipple like the cherry on the sundae. And better than most sundaes, there were two to play with, two that weren't sweet but warm and pleasantly salty.
“Ali, you've got to stop,” Soledad said, her eyes closed. “We've got to get out of here. Something isn't right...”
*Oh, it is so right, girl. You've always wanted this, haven't you? You don't want her to stop. You want her hand on your slit. Isn't this getting you wet? Your best friend sucking on your tits, massaging them with her hands and tongue. You dirty girl. You want her to slap your ass. You want your asshole teased. Maybe Brittany could do that. Or one of your friends if you asked them. If you begged them. Maybe they'd do that for you. Or we could make them. Yes, we could do that. So many to show.*
“No, don't,” Soledad said, even as her hand dropped slowly to her crotch, squeezing the fabric of the sweatpants before starting to slowly rub. Soon enough her hand was pulling Alejandra's arm down, inside the cotton and to the moist hole inside. With her eyes still closed, Soledad felt Alejandra's fingers come inside her slick pussy while a thumb grazed her clit.
“Yeah, like that. Oh, baby. That's so good. Right there.”
Any thoughts of leaving seemed a long way away by the time Alejandra pulled down her pants for better access, quickly shucking her own top and bra to reveal a pair of perky breasts atop an intricate tattoo that played out on her chest.
By now Brit and Meghan's amorous activities had attracted the first pair of lovers, but as fun as playing with the two Latinas might be, a whole host of juicy delights awaited outside.
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The Idol of Lesbos
A tale of magic, mind control, and lesbian lust
A spirit trapped in ancient statue feeds on lesbian lust, and changes the women around it to get what it needs.
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Updated on Aug 11, 2023
by Schlock the Monkey
Created on Jun 4, 2014
by Schlock the Monkey
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