The New Girl, Ch. 14
Chapter 14: An Arousing Arrangement I’m not sure quite how to process things, in the aftermath of the day’s perfection. It did happen. Mistress is resting her head against one shoulder, and Morgan on the other, their breathing relaxed and slow on account of the powerful orgasms each of them has so recently enjoyed. A coalescence of warmth, of sweetness, their beauty unmatched beyond the confines of the Venyabildt Estate and their sensuality a thing to die for. The vampiric beauty’s scents of dark fruits and musky femininity – the latter flavour they both share – mingles with the bronze-skinned blonde’s tell-tale bubble-gum, a heady mixture. Morgan is the livelier of the two, gently stroking my inner thigh, teasing at my yet-erect cock. She brushes against it, sometimes shifts her head up to look me in the eyes, studying my thoughts with great eagerness. The gothic goddess smiles at me, warmth and wickedness, but says nothing. Mistress and I had a plan, but I don...