Chapter 9



The flirt Before the Fire

The consequence Katherine opened the doorway and Ava stepped inside, it felt like the room shifted.

She didn't manner of walking — she glided. Hair yearn and lush, eyes dark and knowing, lips full and already smirking like she knew all the secrets I was still too Pres Young to even reckon. She wore a wearing apparel that shimmered just enough to catch the spark in all the correctly property — hugging curves that moved like a slow song.

"Tommy,"Katherine said smoothly,"meet Ava. She's been hearing all about you."

Ava stepped closer, mitt outstretched. Her fingers were warm — too strong — and lingered a instant tenacious than they had to.

"So this is the neighbor boy,"she purred."You didn't enjoin me he was shy. Or cute."

I blushed, and Ava grinned wider.

"Oh,"Katherine said,"he's not always shy. He learns quickly."

-- -

That night, dinner was cozy — too intimate.

Candlelight danced between shadows on their skin. Katherine sat with one leg crossed over the early, her silk gown threatening to slip. Ava toyed with the stalk of her wine glass like it was active in her hand. They kept me between them, asking questions, teasing answers out of me, pushing my comfort just to the edge.

"So…"Ava leaned in, her voice syrupy."You really just live right succeeding threshold ? All this metre ?"

"Yeah,"I managed."I didn't know…"

"That char like us existed ?"she asked, biting her prat lip."Oh, we do."

They laughed. I flushed again.

Katherine poured me another shabu."He's still in the find phase."

"Lucky us,"Ava whispered, her ft brushing mine under the table.

By the time I walked family, my thought process were a blur of perfume, tegument, and that long slow smile Ava gave me when I turned around to take care one lowest time.

-- -

The next morning, a single text buzzed my phone.

Katherine :

"Tonight. 10:30. backrest room access unlocked. You know where to go. Quiet, or you ruin it."

I waited all day like I was on fire.

When dark finally came, I slipped in through the nighttime like a shadow, heart pound. The air inside smelled faintly of jasmine and something deeper — muskier. I crept into the cupboard, cracked the door, and waited.

The sleeping accommodation igniter were low, golden. euphony played — something ardent and rhythmic.

Ava appeared initiative — her hair pinned up, trunk wrapped in something sheer and soft like cinnamon bark. She turned slowly, admiring herself in the mirror, hips swaying gently as she adjusted her straps.

Katherine entered next, barefoot and radiant, in nothing but a black robe that barely held its shape.

"I still can't trust your married man doesn't know,"Ava murmured.

Katherine smirked."He knows sufficiency to stick around gone."

Ava laughed."And you think your boy's watching yet ?"

Katherine glanced toward the closet — directly toward me — and smiled.

"I hope so."

The knock came softly. The door opened.

Jason and Kirt entered — taller than I remembered, more commanding. Ava bit her lip when they stepped into the light.

"Oh… my god,"she breathed."You didn't say they were this delicious."

Katherine moved to the bed."Go on, girl. Taste what you like."

Ava didn't hesitate.

She walked between them, fingerbreadth brushing buttons, tugging zippers — her physical structure moving like silk on fire. She whispered something in Kirt's ear, then sank down slowly.





Ava dropped to her knees between Jason and Kirt like it was the most natural place in the globe — her social movement slow, hypnotic, her dress slipping off one shoulder joint like it was begging to be forgotten. She looked up at Jason as her fingers unbuckled his belt, her smile shadow and dangerous.

"You've been holding this back ?"she murmured, then freed his cock — thick, flushed, already twitching."God, it's beautiful."

She didn't delay. She wrapped her lips around the head, sucked slow and deeply, and moaned like she'd been starving. Her helping hand moved with round, stroking Kirt beside her while she devoured Jason like a prize she'd been promised. Wet sounds filled the room — slick, obscene, steady. Her head moved in slacken pumps, then faster, spit dripping from her mouth as she looked up at him with state of nature, glinting eyes.

Jason 's hand found her whisker, gripping, guiding. His jaw clenched, muscleman flexed.

"F-fuck, Ava,"he groaned."Your mouth ... Jesus."

She pulled off with a pop, saliva stringing from her lip to his tip, then turned to Kirt, letting her spit drag up his shaft while her hand worked Jason's. Ava was a storm of lip and hands and hunger — dripping sin wrapped in silk and lips.

Katherine watched from the bed, legs crossed, robe slipping to reveal one perfect tense second joint. She smirked like a queen watching her pet perform.

"That's my girl."

When Ava finally rose — back talk swollen, eye glassy with lust — Katherine opened her arms without a parole. Ava moved into them like they'd done this a century meter before. Their oral cavity met first, slow and messy, trading taste perception, breath, power.

Then Katherine pushed Ava down with gentle hands, kissed her neck, her chest, lower.

"I've waited all week to taste this puss,"she whispered, voice like velvet laced with heat.

Ava arched, peg parting. Katherine sank between them and began to junket — slow licks, deep moan, fingers gripping Ava's thighs to keep her still. It was luxurious, controlled — the form of oral that wasn't about rushing but about worshipping.

Ava writhed under her, gasping, manpower in Katherine's hair."Oh fuck—Katherine… oh my god…"

Katherine 's back talk was regular, precise, tongue flicking and curling, teasing the clit then plunging deep to savour her all. She moaned into her, lips sheeny, cheeks flushed, savoring every second.

Jason and Kirt stood back, oculus dark, hammer still hard, mesmerized.

Soon, both fair sex lay back — peg open, thorax rising and falling in sync, script entwined like fan who knew every in of each early's secrets. Jason and Kirt took their piazza, kneeling before them, reverent.

Jason bent low between Ava's thighs, tongue sliding behind and deep, savoring her gustatory sensation like a luxury. His deal roamed her belly, her pelvis, then skid under her ass, lifting her into his mouthpiece. Ava whimpered, body twitching with each stroke of his tongue.

Kirt did the same to Katherine — dragging his tongue from button to hole and back again, making her hips paradiddle, making her shake. Her moan grew louder, richer — a musical speech sound that filled the room like music too good to mute.

Their bodies shuddered, handwriting clutching sheets, chief thrown back. Sweat glistened. muscleman tensed. joy bloomed.

"You're glowing,"Ava gasped, turning her head toward Katherine.

"I've never seen you get it like this."

Katherine laughed breathlessly, her lips parted, cheeks flushed."You either. God, you sound so dirty when you're loving it."

Ava grinned."Maybe it's being watched… Makes it hotter."

Katherine's gaze slid to the closet.

"He's learning from the best."

Then came the movement.

Jason lay back on the bed, cock rigid and glistening. Ava straddled him in verso, her ass gamy, her back arched like a dancer mid-pose. Her hand wrapped around him, guiding his putz to her soaked pussycat, and then — with a slow, controlled breather — she sank down.

Both of them moaned at once.

She began to ride, slow and sweetie, her hips circling, grinding. Jason's hands gripped her ass, fingers digging in, eyes locked on the curve of her spine as it undulated like a wave.

"F-fuck… stretch me,"Ava gasped."ruin me for anyone else."

Then — through a moan — she looked toward Katherine with that wicked, knowing grin.

"Mmm… I wonder if your neighbour could load my ass."

Katherine gasped, her hand clutching the tack as Kirt began fucking her from behind. She tilted her head back, laughing breathlessly.

"He'd love that, wouldn't he ?"she purred.

"Oh I know he would,"Ava said, breathless, hips bouncing."Tomorrow… I'm riding your neighbor's face."

Katherine moaned loud and acuate — both at Ava's wrangle and Kirt's thrusts.

"God, you're filthy."

"And you love it."

They kept going — trunk slamming, vocalism rising — while just feet away, hidden in the shadows, Tommy sat trembling, rock-and-roll hard, chest panting, jaw clenched.



I couldn't relocation. Couldn't wink. I was frozen behind the nutty press door, my shaft rock-hard, my unit body on edge like I was being edged without touch.

Ava was riding Jason in reverse — her dead body a masterpiece of breaking ball and apparent movement, sweat beading down her spine. Her ass bounced with every thrust, clapping against his articulatio coxae as she threw her head back and moaned like a charwoman possessed.

"Ohhh fuck… stretch this pussy, sister. God, beat it up — I want him to know someone else owns this slut jam tonight…"

Jason grunted, grabbing her ass tighter.

Kirk was behind Katherine now, thrusting deep — rough — the bed creaking with every effort. Katherine's robe was gone, her unornamented ass dimpling under each smacking of his hips.

"Ohhh you're hitting the spot… infant, you know my spot don't you ?"she moaned."Mmm… of course you do. You cum by often enough when my deadening husband's away. God !"

Kirk didn't say a word. Just grunted, gripping her hips harder.

Ava moaned louder, voice cracking from pleasance."Mmm I came here to get fucked… screw this puss until it's sore. commit me home to him ruined — stretch this shit out."

Jason grabbed her rose hip, slammed up into her. Ava yelped and then laughed, groundless and loud.

"Oh yeah, baby… fuck… he thinks I'm out with friends… being a good girl…"Her centre fluttered."But this kitty's getting pounded — getting splashed ! Fuck, I'm cumming !"

Her thighs shook as she screamed through her orgasm, grinding on Jason as he drove into her.

Katherine turned her head toward Ava and grinned darkly.

"That sass on you,"she panted."He's gon na love it."

"Mmm,"Ava groaned, hips rolling again."Your neighbor's gon na wreck this pussy tomorrow."

Katherine moaned."That young stud's gon na beat it up, huh ?"

Ava nodded, still bouncing."Oh yeah… and my ass ? My ass is his to stretch."

Katherine gasped."God, I can't waiting to observe that — your fairly ass taking all of him…"

They both laughed — wild, breathless, soaked in sex and sin.

Then Katherine's vocalism dropped again as she looked back at Kirk."Mmm… you're close, aren't you, cocker ? You gon na grant me that cum ?"

Kirk groaned."Yeah—fuck—where you want it ?"

She reached back, grabbing her knocker, presenting them.

"paint me,"she whispered."Right here. I want it messy."

Kirk pulled out, stroking fast, his torso tensing—then grunted deep. Hot ropes of cum splattered across Katherine's pectus, streaking her tits in white.

She moaned, rubbing it in."Mmm… fuck yes."

Jason gasped under Ava."I'm close—fuck—I'm gon na —"

Ava pulled off just in time, spun to kneel between his legs, mouth wide of the mark, tongue out.

"provender me,"she purred."Don't waste a drop."

Jason stroked his midst shaft hard, jaw tight—then shouted as his load shot across her face. get-go duncical across her back talk, then more over her buttock, dripping down.

She caught the last spurt in her sassing, moaning as she swallowed it.

"Mmm… god, you taste so dear when you've used me like that."

The way went still. Just heavy breaths, the scent of sex, the glow of swither and sin.

Katherine turned her cum-glossed face toward the closet, lips curling into a slow, knowing smile.

"You still there, baby ?"she whispered.

I didn't breathe.

She licked a bit of cum from her mammilla and winked.

"Good. Because this was just the warm-up."

Chapter 10

The Thank You

The message came just after sunset.

Katherine :

"Ava wants to say thank you. total over."

No emojis. No details.

But Tommy's pectus tightened as he read it.

He didn't need more.

He knew.

The house was dim, warm up, flickering with candlelight. No medicine. Just the low, titillating hum of something about to unfold.

Katherine opened the room access like she'd been expecting him for time of day. No smile — just an arched brow and a knowing rock of her head. Her gown was dark, silky, barely tied, and her skin glowed like she 'd just stepped out of a steaming bath.

"She's in the support room,"she murmured, stepping aside.

Tommy's heart thundered as he stepped in.

There — sprawled across the velvet couch like sin in the flesh — was Ava.

Hair damp and wavy. Silky robe falling off one shoulder. One leg curled under the other. Bare. radiance. Smirking like she already owned him.

"So you showed up,"she purred, eyes devouring him."Good. I 've been aching."

She rose slowly. With each step toward him, her gown loosened more — the bare curve of her hip… the swell of her tit. Tommy tried not to stare, but she loved that he did.

"You remember what I said last night ?"she asked.

He swallowed hard."Yes."

Her eyes flicked to Katherine, now lounging in a chair in the niche, sipping wine, gown parted just enough to tease the tops of her breasts.

"creative thinker if I borrow your boy ?"Ava asked.

Katherine's lips curled."Oh, I plan to part him. But please… start."

Ava pushed Tommy back onto the sofa, straddling him with hungry informality. She grabbed his mentum and looked him in the eyes.

"Open your mouthpiece, neighbor boy."

She rose onto her articulatio genus and pulled the robe fully clear, revealing her bare, glistening pussy in from his face.

"Eat. And don't stop until I break."

Tommy obeyed, tongue out, mouth athirst. Ava let out a throaty moan as he latched on, licking long and slow at first, then faster as her pelvic arch began to roll.

"Ohhh… god yes… you taste that, coddle ? That's what a thankful kitty-cat smell like."

Her fingers gripped his hair, yanking, grinding down on his sass. She rode his font with rhythm method of birth control, back arching, moans getting filthier.

Katherine sipped and smiled."Good boy… make her cum."

Ava leaned back, chest of drawers heaving."He's unspoiled, Kat… fuck… he's licking like he needs it."

"Oh, he does,"Katherine whispered."I haven't even let him get it on me yet. poor people thing's been begging."

Ava's thighs tensed."Fuck ! Yes ! Tongue-fuck this pussy—yes, yes—RIGHT there !"

Her eubstance jolted, her groan high and shaking, and she came hard on his nerve — grinding down until Tommy was breathless.

Ava collapsed forward, panting against his chest.

"Now,"she gasped,"I want to feel that cock."

She slid off his face, pulling his pants down and gasping as his midst, voiceless length sprang free.

"Goddamn,"Ava hissed."It's duncical than I thought… look at this cock, Kat."

Katherine stood and walked over slowly, robe fully opened now, her thick, juicy kitty glistening under the low light.

"Oh… it is boneheaded. He's going to break your pretty little holes, Ava."

Ava climbed on top and sank down slowly, her moan dragged out, long and filthy.

"Fuuuuck… he's stretching me… god yes… stretch me with that fat cock…"

Tommy gripped her rosehip, letting her ride — slow down at first, then faster as her glossy walls clenched around him.

Katherine knelt beside them, watching with darkness, gleaming eyes.

"He's screwing you so undecomposed, Ava… I can see it in your face."

"Oh, he's perfective tense,"Ava cried."This stopcock's gon na bequeath a mark… my husband will know this pussy got stretched."

Tommy groaned. The Christian Bible, the groan, the feel of her wet heat gripping him — it was too very much. He tried to hold back, but Ava gripped his throat lightly and commanded :

"Don't cum yet. I want you to wreck my ass."

Katherine grinned wickedly."Yes… meter for his real test."

Ava flipped over, ass high gear, face buried in the sofa. She reached back and spread herself for him.

"ejaculate stretch this jam, Tommy. record me what that deep dick can do."

Tommy's breath caught as he pressed in, slowly… carefully… her moans shifting into gasp, then groan, then tangle of pleasure.

"Fuuuuuuck, YES !"Ava cried."stretchability it ! Stretch this ass ! I want to feel it tomorrow. I want it to hurt, baby !"

Katherine dropped to her knees, crawling between Tommy's branch and licking his clump as he pumped into Ava's miserly hole.

"Oh my god, Kat—he's wrecking me,"Ava cried."wreck my ass ! show her what that cock does !"

Katherine's tongue was piano and wet as she moaned beneath them. Then, suddenly, she stood and climbed onto the put behind him — planting her thighs across his face.

"My turn, sister. Eat your reward."

Her pussy was deep, delicate, already dripping. She lowered it slowly onto his mouth and grinded down, her breathing time shaking.

"Yes… yes, baby… that tongue… oh fuck…"

Tommy was buried. Ava's ass swallowing his cock. Katherine's cunt smothering his lip. He moaned into her, sending vibration through her clit.

"You're being such a skilful boy,"Katherine panted."Eat it. Suck this fat pussy."

Ava's voice was ragged, wild."He's… stretching my ass so fucking deep… ohh fuckkkk ! ! !"

The room was a tangle of dead body, travail, and sex. Wet sounds recall off the walls. groan overlapped. The women pushed him, teased him, praised him.

Katherine leaned back, riding his case with abandon.

"Make me cum… tongue me harder… oh nooky, I'm cumming… YES !"

Ava screamed out as well, body convulsing.

"I'm cumming ! My ass is fucking destroyed !"

When it was done, the three collapsed into a sticky, trembling pile.

Katherine laid across Tommy's chest, still panting, her fingerbreadth trailing over his lips.

"get-go time fucking in front of me,"she whispered."You passed."

Ava curled against his side."And that ass-fucking ? You're dangerous."

Tommy didn't say a parole. His grimace was wet. His cock was soaked. His whole body buzzing.

He was changing. And they were making sure of it.

Chapter 11

A object lesson Returned

The good afternoon Inner Light fell in soft blood line through the guest room window, warming the bed where Ava lay stretched, her robe slipping from one shoulder, skin glowing.

Tommy paused in the doorway.

She turned her head and smiled — slow, satisfied, a minuscule dangerous.

"Come in,"she said."Close the door behind you."

He did, pulse thundering in his ears. Ava sat up, her bare legs swinging gently over the sharpness of the bed, the robe parting even more — just enough to flash the lenient, glistening skin between her thighs.

"I told you I'd be back for you,"she said."And here you are."

Tommy stepped closer, eyes fixed on her consistence. Her regard swept over him — slow and deliberate — watching the nerves, the wishing, the blast rising in his chest.

"I don't want an audience tonight,"she murmured."I want to feel you. smack you. Just us."

He nodded, jaw tight.

"Good,"she smiled."Then demand your clip. Kiss me. Earn it."

-- -

Their mouth met — warm, slow up, and abstruse. No faltering now. His deal slid to her waist, then up her back. Hers curled into his hair, pulling him closer, opening her mouth wider. He kissed down her neck, hungry, lips trailing heating plant. The robe slid off her shoulder. His teeth grazed her skin.

Ava groaned softly."Mm. That's more like it. You're not shy anymore, are you ?"

He didn't result — just sank to his knees in movement of her, hands sliding down her thigh. She leaned back on her human elbow, wooden leg falling open without hesitation.

"conduct it,"she whispered."I want your mouth."

Tommy set forward and kissed her inner second joint, slow and deliberate. Then dispirited. He inhaled her — sporty, sweet, still damp from a unfermented shower bath, but already dodgy with need.

His clapper touched her flock — slow, wet salt lick that made her breathing space hitch.

"Ohh… fuck yes…"

He licked with determination now, parting her gently, letting his natural language tease, then moving picture, then glide deep. Her hips bucked, thighs trembling.

"God, baby,"Ava moaned, fingers tangling in his hair."Yes… right there… eat it… don't stop…"

He didn't. He latched onto her clit, back talk tight, knife stroking fast, truelove — until her legs tensed hard and she cried out.

"F-fuck I'm gon na — !"

Her completely eubstance jolted, cunt spasming against his oral fissure as she came hard, gasping his name, grinding down on his face.

She collapsed back onto the bed, panting, radiance, glistening.

Tommy stood, mouth wet, oculus burning. Ava looked up at him, breathless.

"You've been practicing,"she smirked."Shit… that was filthy."

He climbed over her, kissing her hard, letting her preference herself. She reached between them, took his thick pecker in her hired hand and guided it into her soaked pussy.

"Oh god, yes…"she gasped as he sank in in by in."reach me… fuck me with that fat cock."

-- -

He moved inside her — inscrutable, behind, thick strokes. Her eubstance arched to play him. Her nails dug into his back.

"You feel that ?"she growled."That thick cock pounding my wet little pussy ? screw yes, stretch out me !"

He groaned, thrusting deeper, faster. His hip slapped against hers. The sound of crafty peel filled the room.

"You fuck like you mean it now,"Ava gasped."You've grown into a goddamn weapon."

He flipped her over, grabbed her hips, and pulled her ass up. Ava looked back over her articulatio humeri, wild-eyed.

"You're gon na reach me fucking addicted,"she growled."Don't blockage. bust up this pussy."

He pounded her from behind, one bridge player gripping her throat, the former spreading her brass so he could watch himself bonk her open.

"Oh god, yes, yes, YES !"she screamed."Give it to me !"

Her body shook as another orgasm ripped through her, but he didn't stop.

"I'm not done with you,"Tommy growled, voice deeper than ever before.

She collapsed onto her chest, ass still high, breath ragged.

"Then take up my ass,"she whispered."I want to experience that thick cock where it really counts."

He paused, hands trembling. Ava looked back at him.

"You think I didn't notice the way you've been watching ? I want it. Stretch me. Now."

He spit into his hand, slicked her tight hole, and slowly began to tug in.

Ava groaned — trench, guttural.

"Ohhh fuck… yes… yessss—fuck me there—stretch it—oh my god I feel everything !"

Tommy buried himself inside her inch by inch until his coxa met her ass.

"Fuuuuck,"she cried."You're wrecking me—my hubby's gon na eff this mess was used."

He began to thrust — slow at first, letting her adjust, then harder, faster.

Her groan turned into filthy snarls.

"Yes, sister, fuck my pissed ass with that dense cock. Use me. bust up me. Let Katherine see what her boy's become."

Tommy grabbed her rosehip pissed and rammed into her harder.

"I'm gon na cum in this ass,"he growled.

"Yes ! Cum in me ! replete it ! Fill my dirty slight jam !"

He fucked her until his consistence locked up and he exploded inside her, groaning, hip jerking as he emptied abstruse into her ass.

She moaned as she felt him pulse inside.

"Ohh… fuck yes… I'm gon na be leaking you all day…"

-- -

Later, breathless, sweaty, and vibration, Ava curled into him and smiled.

"You're dangerous now,"she whispered."You fuck like someone who's tasted power."

Tommy grinned, chest heaving.

"Still learning."

She kissed him lazily.

"You're going to destroy someone. Or own them completely."

-- -

That night, Katherine met him at the door, blocking his exit.

"She looked very… satisfied,"she said, amused.

Tommy just smirked, still glowing.

Katherine stepped close, trailing her fingerbreadth down his chest.

"You've fare a long way, haven't you ?"

He nodded."Thanks to you."

She leaned close, lips brushing his ear.

"I think you're quick for more."

"Thomas More ?"

Katherine's smile deepened.

"Her name's Marla. And she doesn't go easy on anyone."

She let the name hang there — heavy, loaded with promise.

"You ready for your material test ?"

Tommy's oculus locked on hers, hungry.

"I want it."

She kissed his cheek.

"You're going to beg. ”