“I can see that. So then where am I?”
“Hell, mixed with a little pleasure.”

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@soph-vander
“I can see that. So then where am I?”
“Hell, mixed with a little pleasure.”
"No problem there, darlin’. No harm done." Grays replied, getting to his feet and motioning to the room. "You’re welcomed to hang out a little if you want. I was just watchin’ a movie to kill time. I ah- I spend a lot of time cooped up in here."
“Oh -- I couldn’t impose. Plus, I have this huge bag to unpack,” she giggled.
Morgan smiled into the girls clit and switched her hand and mouth “Can you strip me please?” Morgan said with a coy smile. “Do you want me on your face Ma’am?”
“Mmm, yes I can, sweetheart,” Sophie nodded, getting up and pulling down the girl’s pants and panties. “Look at this glistening, slick pussy. Right now, it’s all mine,” she smirked triumphantly. “No, Princess, I want you to scissor fuck me. Can you do that? Make me cum with your pussy against mine?”
“Last thing I really remember was getting in a whole lot of trouble back at school. And now I’m here. So I’m guessing it must be related.”
“Ah... I see,” she nodded lightly. “Well, you’re not at school now... I say you should move on.”
She was right — he grabbed her by her plush thighs, pulling her forward till her ass was on the edge of the desk, a hand coming to tangle in her blonde tresses. “Now you ask permission to do things when in my hands.” Chuck positioned himself at her entrance, going in soft yet deep at first, not wasting much of a second before roughening up his pace, an arm coming to slither around her waist for support, squeezing her little body against his.
“Or what?” She asked, settling against the edge of the desk. “O-oh, fuck!” Sophie exclaimed as he finally sank into her. Her hips writhed against his, needing some sort of friction. “Hold my waist, just like that and pound into me,” she begged. “I want to remember how good this feels tomorrow.”
“So fucking good Sophie, I could eat you all day long if I could.” Morgan said as she returned her mouth to the girl entrance, Morgan took her thumb from the hand not currently trying to hold down the other master and pressed it against her clit and began to rub different patterns with it.
“You know I’d love that,” she smirked, loving how well she was being treated. “Ugh, god,” she moaned loudly, her hips trying hard to buck up at her. “Wanna be a good girl for me and strip? I need to feel your pussy against mine. I know you’re just as wet as I am, Princess.”
“I love it.” Octavia smiled, pausing in her efforts. Her center was becoming damp just from the proximity and the feeling of Sophie’s warm body beneath her. Carefully, Octavia kissed down Sophie’s stomach until she reached her entrance which was wet and ready for her. The slave placed a thankful kiss on her clit, soft and sweet before actually getting to work. Her brown eyes twinkled with delight as she licked a broad stripe up Soph’s center, savoring the taste, knowing she was the one who made her that wet. The tip of her pink tongue pressed lovingly at her clit before taking the nub into her mouth, ever so gently scraping and nipping at it.
“You’re such a good girl for me, baby,” she praised with a sweet smile. “I’m going to reward you,” she told her kindly, watching as the girl finally made her way down to her dripping core. Sophie’s head fell back in pleasure as she finally felt the girl’s hot, wet tongue against her heat. “Mmm, I’ll be coming so fast for you, sweetheart. Get ready to clean up the mess you made,” she warned, knowing full well that the girl could bring her to her peak with just her tongue.
A smirk jumped onto his lips, boxers pulled down to reveal his erection. He pulled his fingers out to let her taste, a slick brow raised, “I don’t hear you begging,” he purred out, a light hand coming down to smack her core.
“Look at the big, thick cock,” she felt her mouth water. “Come on, baby. I know your cock is dying to sink into my wetness. Don’t wait any longer...”
Morgan laid one arm against the girls hips to hold her down. Dipping down Morgan licked a small line along the girls lips. “Oh my god, you taste so good Sophie.
Sophie swung her legs over the girls shoulder, watching as she so expertly ate her out. “Yeah, baby? I’ll have to return the favour... I wanna know how you taste, too.”
He smiled at her words. “Gladly.” He spun her around, beginning to unzip her dress to reveal the smooth skin of her back. Removing the dress, he reached his hands around to cup her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples as his growing erection pressed against her back.
Soph pulled her hair to one side, keeping it out of his way. She smirked, although he couldn’t see as his fingers teased her taut peaks. “Mmm, can I take your jeans off?” She asked politely as her hand snaked up his leg and ghosted over his bulge.
“It’s perfect,” he retorted, his mouth coming down to suck on her sweet spot as his fingers pumped out of her roughly.
“It tastes even better t-than it feels,” she moaned out, meeting his fingers with each rough thrust. “Why don’t you pull out that cock of yours now? Fuck me,:
“It’s so hard to not to call you ma’am Sophie, please don’t be upset if I slip up.” Morgan kissed her way up Sophie’s legs and around her entrance.
“It’s okay,” she promised her. Sophie’s hips bucked into Morgan’s mouth. “Oh, fuck,” she moaned. “Let me feel your tongue against me...”
Octavia smiled looking at Sophie breasts which were definitely not disappointing. She reached out to them, gently brushing her thumbs over her nipples before beginning to tweak at the sensitive nubs briskly. Her hands moved to the surrounding flesh and she began massaging them in the same fashion she had with the rest of Sophie’s body, if not a bit more gently considering the tenderness of breasts. Leaning down Octavia kissed the blonde before dragging her lips to her neck, nipping and sucking at the skin.
“Do you like what you see, sweetheart?” She asked the girl, biting down on her bottom lip. Sophie moaned quietly at the erotic feelings shooting through her body. Her hands were so gentle, so sweet against her skin. Sophie’s tongue slid against the girls lips before she worked her neck. “Taste my pussy, babygirl,” she told the girl.
That’s sweet... Even if we’ve never met.
“—Fucking hell,” he muttered out under his breath, admiring her picture perfect body that had been hidden by the skirt just before. A digit, quickly followed by another delved into her core, his pace first tantalizingly slow. It even felt a little torturous to him.
“You like my pussy, baby?” She asked the boy, looking down at her glistening core. “O-oh fuck,” she stuttered out a moan as two of his thick fingers entered her roughly.
“Yes Sophie I do.” Morgan whispered against the girls breast bone, Sliding her hands to the waist of the pants Morgan pulled them and the girls underwear down at the same time.
“Then what are you waiting for?” Sophie asked, waiting for her pants and panties to be removed. She backed up and fell against the mattress. “Taste me.”
“I’d love to hear you moan,” he admitted, voice husky. Chuck was stubborn, he could have pulled away right now, but the way her own snark shown through kept him persisting. With a purpose, he pushed her down on the desk, tearing her skirt off. “Hope you didn’t need that,” he tried to hide his smirk, as he knelt to bite at her thighs, dangerously close to her core.
“I’m sure you would, handsome,” she smirked confidently. Sophie pouted as she watched Chuck rip apart her favourite skirt. She shrugged the thought away, it was just a skirt, she decided, rolling her hips against his mouth. “Look how wet I am...”