Behind the tent

The brigands' camp thinned out as Alice and Bell walked past the last row of tents, the noise of arguing women fading behind them. Alice barely had time to register the quiet before Bell's hands were on her back, shoving her forward against the canvas of the nearest tent.

Alice caught herself with both palms flat against the rough fabric, the structure bowing slightly under her weight. She felt Bell's thick body press against her from behind. Those heavy tits squished against her shoulder blades, the familiar heat of her radiating through their clothes.

"Couldn't wait, could you?" Alice muttered, but she was already arching her back, presenting herself.

Bell didn't answer with words. She yanked Alice's pants down just enough, barely past her hips, and then did the same to her own. Alice felt the fat head of Bell's cock press against her pussy, slick and ready despite the abruptness. Bell pushed in with one slow, deliberate thrust, burying herself deep. "If anyone asks just tell them we are fixing the tent."

Alice doubted that would work, but suddenly she didn't care. As Bell's cock started to move the corruption hit Alice like a wave. That dark, tingling heat flooded her body every time Bell filled her. But this time she was ready. Instead of letting it overwhelm her, Alice grabbed it, pulled it inward, and channeled it through her core like she had learned last time. Power surged through her limbs, crackling at her fingertips, and the air around them shimmered with raw magical energy.

"Oh fuck," Bell whispered behind her, feeling the pulse.

Alice didn't relent. She shoved back with a feral rhythm, her ass clapping against Bell's hips as she fucked herself onto that thick cock with hungry, rolling thrusts that buried it to the hilt every time. Bell's answering moan was loud, guttural, completely unmistakable and Alice's eyes flew wide with alarm.

"Shut up," Alice hissed, twisting her upper body around, one hand reaching back to grab Bell's short brown hair. She pulled her into a kiss that hard, messy, and mostly tongue. Bell moaned into her mouth instead of into the open air, the sound vibrating against Alice's lips.

They fell into a rhythm. Bell's thick cock stretched Alice wide, sliding in and out with wet, obscene sounds that neither of them could suppress entirely. Alice kept pushing back, meeting every thrust, her green eyes half-closed as she rode the dual sensation of Bell's dick and the magic coiling inside her. Bell's hands gripped Alice's hips, her fingers digging into pale skin, leaving red marks that would bloom into bruises later.

Their lips stayed locked. Alice swallowed every sound Bell made. Eventually Bell started making low groans that meant she was getting close. The kiss was sloppy and desperate, more about silence than tenderness, but there was something hungry underneath it that made Alice's stomach tighten.

Bell's thrusts got faster, more erratic. Her big tits bounced against Alice's back with each movement, soft and heavy. Then Bell slammed forward one last time, her cock twitching hard inside Alice, and came. Thick, hot spurts filled Alice's pussy, and Bell groaned against her mouth, her whole body shuddering.

Alice broke the kiss, breathing hard. The corruption was still humming through her, and Bell's cum was warm inside her, but she wanted more. She could feel it, that insatiable ache that the magic always left behind.

"My turn," Alice said.

She spun around, grabbed Bell by the shoulders, and shoved her down onto the dirt behind the tent. Bell landed on her ass with a surprised grunt, her brown hair full of dust, her cock still half-hard and glistening. Alice was on her in a second, straddling her thighs, yanking her own pants further down.

Alice reached between them, grabbed Bell's cock, and lined it up. She sank down onto it in one motion, taking the full length, and Bell's head fell back with a strangled gasp.

"Shh," Alice said, grinning down at her. She planted both hands on Bell's broad chest, feeling the soft warmth of her body beneath the dirty clothes, and started to ride.

Bell's big tits bounced under her shirt as Alice moved, and Bell grabbed Alice's hips instinctively, thumbs pressing into the red curls above her pussy. Alice rolled her hips in slow, deep circles, then picked up speed, lifting herself until only the tip remained inside before dropping back down.

"Fuck, Alice" Bell started.

"I know." Alice leaned forward, her red hair falling around them like a curtain, her green eyes bright with amusement and power. "This is going to be a fun time."