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Chapter 94
by
Alanshore
What happens next?
Funny business in the shower
Warm water poured in a steady stream over Bodie from the rain showerhead; head turned upwards, eyes closed shut, jaws clenched. At times there were grimaces that could be seen on face, grunts that came from his throat occasionally. The air inside the shower enclosure was full of steam, creating a likness to the scenery of raining among the mist. Among all that, Candy and Isa could be seen on their knees, their curvy naked bodies wet from the water as well as sweat. Their mouths on either side of Bodie's reinvigorated black cock, moving front & back with deliberate slowness, tongues slithering along the slick shaft making it sloppier.
"Gaaaahdamn", grunted Bodie, as he looked down to see the two heads moving along his cock, spit dripping from their mouths down to their bouncing tits. He closed his eye again and said, "I toldya that no funny business. And here ya are again making little Bodie all revved up to play again! You sluts just can't stay away from my black cock, now canya?".
Isa took her head away from the dark member, a string of saliva connecting it to her lips. She looked up & said, "But you asked us to help you clean up, papi Didn't he, mami?", giving Candy a side-glance while lowering her lips on Bodie's cock again.
Without moving her tongue from the erect black organ before her, Candy just nodded & said, " Hmm".
It was indeed true. When the ladies had entered the enclosure to take a shower, Bodie asked them to help wash. Though he had pointed to his back, things didn't quite fully go that way. Before he knew it, Isa had lathered up her hands with soap & put both her hands on his cock tightly. Bodie had groaned with pleasure as he felt Isa's soapy hands wrap around his then soft but tender cock. She had stroked him gently, her touch sending tingles of sensation up his shaft. As it had started to harden, she turned back & bent down at the waist a little. Before Bodie knew it, Isa was rubbing his full length between the globes of her plump ass, the soap creating a slick, slippery surface that allowed her to move it more easily.
Not to be outdone, Candy too had taken a lot of soap and then lathered her tits up. The suds formed a rich, creamy layer over her breasts, turning them into a soapy, slippery mass. With a playful glint in her eyes, Candy had moved closer to Bodie and pressed her soapy breasts against his back, feeling the warmth of his skin through the slick coating, her nipples hardening from the lewdness of the act rather than the friction of the movement.
With gentle, circular motions, Candy had begun to soap up Bodie's back, her hands gliding along his muscular chest as she hugged his torso. The softness of her skin contrasted with the firmness of her nipples, creating a tantalizing sensation as she had worked the soap into a frothy lather on his back.
Bodie had started to grunt, his hands gripping the shower tiles as he enjoyed the sensation of Candy's soapy breasts against his back, as well as the cushiony tightness of Isa's thick asscheeks sandwiching his cock. "Fuck, that feels good," he had moaned, his fingers digging into Isa's hips as he ground against her, letting go of the wall. The soft flesh of her asscheeks enveloped his sensitive member, the pressure and friction driving him wild with desire.
Isa had smirked back at him, her eyes glinting with mischief. "You like that, don't you papi?" She had punctuated her words with a roll of her hips, grinding her ass into Bodie's crotch. The soapy foam had made a slick, squelching sound as she moved, the lewd noise only adding to the erotic atmosphere of the shower.
Bodie had groaned, his hands gripping Isa's hips tighter as he ground against her. "Fuck, you two are insatiable," he had growled, his voice rough with desire. "But I gotta tell you, I don't got much time. I gotta let Shorty off. Nigga doesn't do the daytime desk well".
As Bodie's cock had begun to stiffen once again between Isa's asscheeks, Candy giggled. "Mmm, Bodie," she purred, her voice breathy and wanton, "Look how hard little Bodie is getting again already!" Bodie glanced down to see his manhood once again stiffening between Isa's ass, the soap providing a slick and easy glide as he grew to full hardness.
"Don't worry, papi. We gonna get you clean real soon", Isa had said and with that she hand got down on her knees, right below Bodie's junk & putting her tongue on one of his hairy balls had said to Candy, "Mami, I do the fromt, you do the back. This will be faster".
Candy had just nodded to Isa's suggestion & got down on her knees behind Bodie. Amongst her mind-boggling state of arousal, this was all she could do. In an attempt to 'clean' him, she snaked out her tongue to lick between the crack of Bodie's ass until she found his familiar black balloon knot & automatically dived deeper
This was 30 minutes ago.
Now, as the sloppy double blowjob was ongoing, Bodie couldn't but be amused at the situation. If only this was a regular phenomenon, he'd never want anything else in life. Though the thought of Isa doing this to him with her sister, like they did to her stepfather seemmed arousing too.
But he couldn't even think about switching Candy with any one of the sisters. Candy seemed like the holy grail of sluts. The things she allowed him to do to her, without even knowing him more than 24 hours! This proved that she was a grade-A first class BBC slut. Maybe she was just born one and didn't know until Meat tapped her inner slut. "Or rather just tapped her", Bodie chuckled thinking, "And that body... Godfuckingdamn that body!". Bodie knew he just had to keep her around as much as possible somehow. Even if it meant getting rid of the obvious competition like that hobo or that ape of a janitor!
But just as Bodie started devising his plan, the sound of loud knocking echoed through the bathroom.
Who's at the door?
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Continued Misadventures of Candy Hart
Continuation of poison ink's cult classic story
This is a continuation of the story 'The Misadventures of Candy Hart' by poison ink (https://chyoa.com/user/poison%20ink), further delving in the life of Mrs. Candy Hart, a 35 year old loyal wife & mother who looks more like a typical busty blonde bimbo than an average white American matriarch. Ever so gullible & easily manipulated, she constantly finds herself in situations that are not suitable for a perfect white wife. Will she keep falling into such situations or use her brain to stay out of trouble?
Updated on Jun 1, 2026
by Alanshore
Created on Dec 26, 2025
by Alanshore
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