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Ivy Understanding
"This is your home?" Callista asked while strolling around my loft. "Yes," I confirmed. "It's nice, open, and your view is beautiful," she observed. As she made her way over to the landscape window, veering out to the night, I brought her a glass of champagne. "Thank you," she accepted, "How long have you been here?" I made my way over to the couch and motioned for her to join me. When she sat down, I could still see her body tense. "About four years now," I answered, "I bought it when I turned twenty-one." "Bought it? It would help if you did well as a bartender," she responded. "I make decent money," I sighed before getting myself comfortable. "How did you get the money to buy this place? If you don't mind me asking." "It's not that, and I don't talk about it much." "Before I met Dimitri, I was alone. I never knew my parents. Bouncing around from foster home to foster home, and I was too wild of a child for anyone to hold me down." "I never would have gues
Ivy Desire
"So," Tanya sighed, "My son has a girlfriend." My eyes widened in response. Tanya had been dreading this day since he turned ten years old. "He just turned fifteen," she groaned, inhaling her double shot of whiskey, "Does he have to be so eager to turn me into a grandmother? I'm not even forty yet." I bit my bottom lip, uncertain how to respond, "Another round?" She gave me an unhappy glance, "You have to ask?" I poured us another glass as she wallowed in self-pity, "At least you get to drink for free." "No, I'm lucky I work in a bar," she corrected, "Where I don't care if my boss wants to fire me." "Tries," I implied, "Tries to fire you, but you refuse." "If he wanted it to stick," she swallowed, "Then he wouldn't let me come back." "It's hard to tell you no," I smiled, "It's his first girlfriend. I don't think anything will come of it." "I was his age when I had him," she reminded. "True," I drank, "You raised him better than that." A look of gratuity flashe
Ivy Surrender
The black leather interior smelled pleasant, but then again, it was a limousine. Before I could react, Dimitri made his way between my legs, and soon, our tongues were intertwined. "What are you doing?" I whimpered, and his hands unfastened my shorts. "Getting you ready for my wife," he answered. My cheeks flushed a deep red; luckily, it was dark back here, "Callista can do that herself." In reply, his lips left mine, and his tongue began to rub over my clit. "Dimitri!" I cried. The heat from his tongue made the situation even more exciting, eating me out before I fuck his wife. His tongue moved lower and lower till I felt the wetness enter my body. This man knew what he was doing. My legs wrapped around his shoulders as I arched back into the seat. "Fuck!" I cried. Two of his fingers pushed inside my mouth. I began a suction motion, slathering his fingers with my saliva as a moan escaped from my throat. They left my mouth in a rush and replaced his tongue inside of
Ivy Devious
"So, What exactly is it that makes you hot for the two of them?" Tanya pushed. "Look, I'm not sure myself," I replied. My hand fidgeted over the corkscrew before pulling it loose from the neck of the bottle. Mimosas was needed after last night. I tried acting as if I were bold enough and capable of doing it, and my inexperience ruined it. It was early morning when I awoke, and I left before they realized I was gone. I wasn't ready to face the embarrassment of last night. At the crack of dawn, I called Tanya to get me, and she was there. This woman is the closest thing I have to family. I can rely on her for anything and vice versa. We had just gotten back, and instantly, she started grilling me about the situation. "I know I enjoy it," I started as my hands poured the small amount of orange juice atop the champagne. "I can tell," she smirked, "I mean, look at you. The walk of shame never looked so hot." I glanced in the mirror aside to reveal one hell of a sight. My long h
Ivy Passion
"Hey, girl," Tanya whispered behind me before slapping me on the ass. "Hey to you," I smiled, "Thanks for closing up. Callista wanted to grab me a little early tonight." "Not a problem," she huffed, "You do it for me all the time. At least one of us is getting laid." "Shut up!" I laughed before whacking her with my towel. "Hey! Don't start something you're not ready to finish," she warned, seizing her towel in defense. "Okay, Okay, I give," I surrendered. "Be safe, beautiful!" she hollered after me as I exited the bar. I saw the black car sitting there awaiting my arrival. I made my strut over to nearly be halted by the sight of Dimitri exiting the backseat. He held the door open for me with a devious smile. "Where's Callista?" I asked. "She's waiting for us at the house with a present for you," he answered. His deep tones sent a shiver down my spine. I could feel my cheeks flush red, but luckily, it was so dark he couldn't see. He gestured for me to enter the c
Ivy Present
I followed after Dimitri as we entered his home. I was unprepared for the sight that was before me. My whole body froze in shock. I pressed my lips together and tried to swallow, but my mouth was too dry. What the hell was going on? "Eric?" I was forced out. I tried my best to control my tone. My eyes went to Callista, who was wearing a red silk robe with nothing underneath. Her hair was all a mess, and her lipstick was smeared and stained around her mouth. I glanced at Eric, whom she was walking towards, to see red smeared all over his neck, cheek, and torso. Where was his shirt? His rock-hard abs were exposed, and his jeans were pulled up to his hips but remained unbuttoned and slightly falling. Her hands began caressing his bare body, and I felt a twinge of frustration form. "I thought it would be fun if we invited him," she seductively glanced back at me, "Don't worry, I took him for a test run. He's good to go." Annoyance and anger replaced my frustration. Callista is
Ivy The Encounter
I looked across the bartop to Eric. He looked exactly how he had the previous night when I looked at him. He did look delicious, but this coffee was more enticing. Callista and Dimitri were still asleep, and as soon as I awoke, so was Eric. He made both of us coffee as we sat there in silence. I didn't know what to do. This was different than when I was with Dimitri. Dimitri was easier. I could leave when I wanted, and there were no lingering emotions. I know Eric. I've known him for years. "How's the coffee?" he asked. Our eyes finally met, "Good." "So-" "How did you meet Callista?" I asked. He pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek before releasing a sigh, "She explained it yesterday. Did you want the full story?" A smirk formed at the corner of his mouth. He was enjoying this. I don't think so, not today. "Wouldn't hurt," I firmly replied, "I mean, I didn't realize we were fucking the same woman." His hand gripped his coffee cup to compose himself " I had
Ivy Foursome
I don't know what led me to it. The promise of a cure for my hangover was more than enough to get me to call Callista. Before I knew it, we were at some fancy clothing store, and I was the only one trying on clothing. My mouth was watering from how terrible I felt. I keep fighting the urge to hurl as I continually change into clothes for her. The ones she likes, she nods. She waves off the ones she doesn't with her glass-held champagne hand. I finished my glass the instant I got back here. It's the only thing keeping me from throwing up. I looked myself up and down in the mirror. These dark jeans were nice. The underwear felt expensive against my body, too. That was the first place we stopped to shop. Once bought, she had me change. I'm her sex doll. I threw on a loose-fitted black deep v-neck before making my way out of the dressing room. I saw that her champagne glass was still full, the bottle in a golden bin of ice to keep it chilled. "Like what you see?" I asked. "Yes," s
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