Stoked To Stroke

Eva Maxim and Sophia Locke landed their first real client—an adult toy company. They got a clear stroker to promote, but both women froze when it came time to write the copy. Neither of them had ever used one before. "We need to try it first," Eva said, and Sophia could only nod. Eva stretched out on the couch, spit into the sleeve, and slid her cock inside. The wet sound filled the room. Sophia’s eyes locked on every stroke. Her nipples tightened under her shirt, and soon her hand drifted between her own legs. She crawled closer, pushed Eva’s hand aside, and took the stroker herself. Up and down she pumped, twisting it around the swollen head while Eva groaned and thrust. The second she saw Eva’s balls tighten, Sophia yanked the toy off and straddled her. She grabbed Eva’s shaft, slick with lube, and sank onto it in one hot motion. Both women swore at the sudden stretch, then began to move—hard, fast, desperate—chasing every filthy idea that might help them sell the toy. Sweat slicked their skin, moans bounced off the walls, and the clear sleeve lay forgotten on the floor while they fucked like it was part of the pitch.