Alex (♀) and Rory (♀) read Gina & Marcie read "Good Sex"

The night was dark, and the snow fell softly down upon the mountain. Steam rose from the hot tub, and two naked forms lay entwined in the water. Tonight, in their retreat, there was no one to see or hear what they did.

Rory's fingers slid through the blood-warm waters and found the soft lips between her lover's thighs. Felt the warm mass of Alex's ass press against her lips. The wet mass of the auburn-haired woman's hair rested against Rory's shoulder. In her still-dry hands, Alex held the tablet, opened to the page...the review...

"The poetry was pretty bad," Alex admitted, as Rory's hands gently spread the lips of her cunny. There was a jet on the other side of the hot tub, and Alex could feel that her lover was doing her best to angle the splayed slit so that the jet hit her.

"I can't say that their reaction is unsurprising," Rory said. "Lovey-dovey sex is definitely the exception rather than the rule on CHYOA. And trying to...keep it clean...turned out to be more of a challenge than Zeebop probably imagined at the outset."

"No doubt," Alex said with a sigh, as the jet suddenly sent a delicious pulse of hot water up inside her cooch. Rory held her there, mercilessly, as the artificial current pummeled her pussy. "But that's part of it, isn't it? Having an idea in your head. Unable to let it go until you write it out. Even something as silly and saccharine as lovemaking between two people who are in love."

"I do wonder if Marcie and Gina would ever experience anything like that," Rory said. "No more head games. Just Marcie, tired and horny, slipping into Gina's bed one night. A hot, hungry mouth in the dark. Little fingers seeking that wet, tight cave. The soft little moans in the night."

"It would never happen," Alex said with a gasp. "Utter failure of the imagination. At the very least Gina would have to paw at the darkness and cry out 'Nyan!' Maybe get tied up in the sheets. We all know what gets them off isn't just cumming...it's making Gina cum. The lack of control, the betrayal of her body, the beauty of her face in that one moment of utter abandon as she gives in...utterly **** and unprotected..."

Alex sighed and bit her lip, then reached her toes out to just touch the lip of the hot tub, to better angle her pussy toward the jet.

“This is the most milque toast shit evernyan! All they are doing is having sex in order to get the bitch pregnant, because that’s the third on Zeebop’s unholy trinity of fetishesnyan.”

"Of course, this is Zeebop after all. Utter and unapologetic pervert as they are, they do wear their kinks on their sleeve," Rory said with a grin. Alex's breasts had just burst the surface of the hot tub, and tiny flakes of snow fell on them, to instantly melt when they touched the hot, wet flesh. "Marcie and Gina certainly have his number. Anal, dickgirls, pregnancy. It can be so difficult, sometimes, to do something different without being boring."

"And the length...well...that's a fair point too," Alex said, as her chest heaved, setting up little waves as her body moved on its own. Rory's fingers moved to rub against Alex's little clitty. "S-so hard to do things...in such a short format. B-but he h-had such a hard time a-actually f-finishing th-this one..."

“Would you like a baby?”

"You know," Rory said, and her voice had dropped deep and husky. "They're working on that technology. I wonder if this doesn't merit a little sequel? Thinking about all the ways I can knock you up gets me so hot..."

There was a tiny scream in the night. Alex's body shuddered and lurched, her eyes rolled back in her head as Rory clung to her, a terrible grin on her face. Marcie and Gina might have just given Zeebop a very bad idea.

“Sonyan I wonder, if for the sake of keeping things balanced, Rory and Alex will do “Clothes for likes” this time around? After all it is a very wholesome story with no **** whatsoever.”

Alex huffed in the afterglow as Rory held her.

"I don't know what that is," the big-bottomed woman admitted.

"Presumably, Gambio's new story Clothes for Likes," Rory said, as one finger idly toyed with her over's twat. "It isn't included on the list of stories yet, but I suppose that's an invitation. One which it would be rude of us to ignore."

"Okay," Alex said softly. Her arms trembled as she held the tablet above the surface of the water. "As you wish."