Fucking Magic - A Potion Problem Ch. 10

"Fuck! Fuck I'm coming!" I screamed and both of us moved at once to mash our lips together, not really a kiss but that was what she wanted when I did it.

"OOMEGAHHHHHHHH!" It was like her orgasm started all over again. I knew it was the first time she'd let a guy come inside her without a condom, she was on the pill but she'd always been doubly safe before. She'd wanted to let other guys do it, because the idea of having a pussy full of cum grew more and more thrilling. Having it come true, after the rimming fantasy came true (and lived up to the hype!) rocketed her to the moon with pleasure. "Omegah! OMEGAHHHHHHhhhhhh!"

The barista dropped her head to my shoulder, she wasn't DONE done but she for sure needed to catch her breath. My dick was still pumping out cum inside her but I could feel that it wasn't as much as it had been since I'd put on the Ring of Holly and Horn. It kinda left me with a hollow ache. I was still raging hard though, knew I would stay that way because Samara was pulling me out of the barista. Knowing that I wanted her to suck me straight out of the pink pussy of the black babe.

"No!" The barista denied us though, rocking forward to keep me inside her, liking the feeling of being so full. Of cum and cock.

"Wow!" Samara not even bothered, I could feel it through the USB, cheerily climbing to her feet. Her body pressing to the barista in my arms. Brown hands sliding all over the black shoulders made my head spin, both women giving me very different sorts of looks at feeling that that aroused me. My former classmate turning to smile big at the barista, "Soap, your ass tastes so good and I'm so blessed I could do that for somebody so beautiful."

"Am I?" I could feel that it wasn't a Jessica-like need for compliments, she really didn't think so.

"Yes!" Both Samara and I said at the same time. The latina going on, "Soap you're so so beautiful!" A pout as she looked between us, "When I saw you two together I thought you were perfect for each other." A blushing laugh escaped her, "Well my first thought was that I wanted to watch you two go at it all night, like... Watching two angels do it."

"Oh my god! Angels? No!" Adorable.

While I thought... Her name was Soap? As soon as I mentally asked that I felt the USB connection confirm it, the nametag that had been taken off before confronting me swimming up in Samara's mind from her many past visits. I focused back on her and saw something on her chin.

"Is this..?" I asked not needing to finished the sentence at the large dollop on Samara's chin. It didn't look like cum, plus I was sure once I started cuming Soap was bucking around too much for Samara to do anything but splay those cheeks apart and watch.

"Yeah, that's her." I was already reaching out to swipe at it with my thumb, it was a frothy sort of mix. Very much the sort of thing that belonged in a coffee shop.

"Yeah," The barista pouted, embarrassed about it.

"It's so good." Samara told me, hoping or knowing because of the bleed over that was happening, or just the expression on my face. I popped my thumb in my mouth. It was liquim that had leaked out of the black girl, seemingly always coming out frothy by her reaction. Her thoughts. Rimming her as she did Samara had tasted it, but with her tongue in the girl's ass, most had collected on her chin and dribbled down. Samara's giggle at my groan of approval was so cute, made me pull her to me, "Good right?" She asked in delight. Then the latina's face fell, stopping in the act of pressing her big bra covered tits against us. "Where is it?"

That was a good question because it was gone.

Notes from the Author

Sorry that these are taking longer and longer to get through but I really have to force myself to edit. If I'm sitting in front of a keyboard I usually want to be writing, not editing. A lot of the time I sit down, internally berate myself for not editing, then just give up and go watch funny cats on Youtube.

This Chapter just kept shifting and evolving. It had to partly because in my head, in the miniscule sort of planning I do on stories, one of these characters was going to be more prominent than the other. While writing though they sort of switched places. A lot of the times I'm as surprised by where my stories go as anybody else.

Which brings me to Lucy Smitt. I really thought Westley was going to fuck her here, but it just wouldn't go. I guess I couldn't do that to her, Dean, or Rebecca. (From my story "Working Up an Appetite" if you didn't guess that.) A part of me kept saying cut it out or at least down but... I couldn't. I hope it added some "normality" before the crazy monster came in.

The Guy from Defluer