Cards Of Deceit 2

Whitney was dealing tarot across a rickety folding table when she slipped in a suggestion. The cards kept landing right-side-up for her friend, every single one promising hot encounters and someone new. Same tired line she pulled whenever she wanted an extra set of hands between her thighs. Cassie smirked back and didn’t miss a beat. She said she’d call someone, but the man she had her eye on wasn’t any random fling—his name was Erik and he kept Whitney moaning through the apartment walls at night. Cassie pictured that cock bouncing right in front of her and figured there was no reason to deny herself a taste. Later, she texted Erik straight, no wrapper of politeness. He showed up, already hard, and Cassie was on her knees before Whitney even locked the door. She sucked him down like it was owed to her, tongue working under the head, spit dripping on the rug. Whitney kicked her shoes off and crouched beside her friend, guiding Erik’s cock back and forth between their lips until both were slick and breathing heavy. Cassie pushed Whitney onto the couch, pulled her panties to the side and buried her face in that pussy while Erik shoved inside her from behind. Each thrust sent Whitney bouncing against Cassie’s tongue. The room filled with the wet slap of skin on skin, lewd sucking sounds, and the smell of sex sharp in the air. Erik switched without warning, sinking balls-deep into Whitney’s cunt, then back to Cassie’s mouth, then deeper into the other woman again. Cassie came first, biting Whitney’s thigh, pussy clenching on empty air. Erik finished across both of their faces, come spattering over tongue and cheek alike. Cassie licked what she could from Whitney’s chin and said, maybe the cards had been right after all.