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Original Story is by Ada.

Please note: For this release, the text has been updated and remastered. I've polished the prose and adjusted some of the older wording to ensure it matches standard platform guidelines.

For our new readers: This is an ongoing, serialized fictional story about consenting adult characters participating in an intense, consensual fantasy roleplay at a luxury adult spa. Catch up on previous parts using the Story Wednesday tag!

Katherine's fingers dug into Courtney's butt, squeezing the nylon-sheathed flesh. Courtney gasped and steadied himself against Jaime. "Just like a little peach," Katherine giggled.

The two ladies had playfully sandwiched him in place between them. They'd chatted, enjoying the rich resort cocktails, completely shedding their inhibitions. The ponytailed blonde was openly pawing Courtney by now. He could feel her cock, hot and hard pressing against his butt. "Oh geez, um, I'm supposed to be serving drinks, not acting as a toy, Miss Caldwell!"

"Hold still," Katherine grunted. "I'm still thirsty, honeybuns." She sawed her hips against his rear, eliciting a yelp as Courtney felt her erection slide up between his cheeks, leaving a trail of precum.

"M-mistress, tell her to go easy on me," Courtney whimpered into Jaime's cleavage. His patron chuckled and tugged aside her g-string. Her erection sprung up, practically hitting Courtney in the chin. He moaned at the familiar smell of her cock.

"Stroke me off, first," Jaime said firmly. "Should be second nature to you by now."

"But... all this precum will ruin my uniform," Courtney whimpered. Jaime grinned as he began dutifully pumping her stallion-sized shaft. She could feel his little cock pressing stiffly against her balls.

"Well we can't have thaaaaat," Katherine purred, rocking her hips, working her cock up under Courtney's shorts. She groaned in delight at the tightness and her cock left a slimy smear on the fabric. "Oh dear, it looks like I stained your nylons. Why don't we go back to our room to get you fixed up, little pet?

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POSTEDJun 25, 2026
ARCHIVEDJun 25, 2026