Seraphina gasped, her body jolting, but she pushed back for more. "Harder," she moaned.
Another smack, harder this time, leaving a red handprint on the pale skin.
Callista alternated cheeks, spanking firmly but not brutally—the alcohol making her bold.
Each hit made Seraphina moan louder, her big breasts swaying with the impact.
"You like that, slut? Your ass is mine tonight."
"Yes... fuck, yes," Seraphina panted, her voice breathy. Her body language was submissive yet demanding, arching her back to invite more.
Callista spanked a few more times, then soothed the red skin with kisses, her lips trailing over the heated flesh.
[She's taking it so well. Turning me on even more.]
She slipped a hand between Seraphina's legs, feeling the wetness through her panties. "So wet already. Dirty little thing."
Satisfied with the spanking, Callista flipped Seraphina onto her back, the bed creaking under them.
But Seraphina wasn't done taking charge. She pushed Callista down again, straddling her once more. "My turn," she said, her blue eyes intense, locked on Callista's.
She reached down, unzipping Callista's pants with trembling fingers—the drinks making her a bit uncoordinated but determined.
Callista's dick sprang free, hard and throbbing, a normal part of her in this world, veined and ready.
Seraphina stroked it slowly, her hand wrapping around the shaft, thumb circling the tip where pre-cum beaded.
Callista moaned, her head falling back onto the pillows. "Fuck... your hand feels amazing."
Her small breasts rose and fell with quick breaths, nipples hard under her shirt.
Seraphina lifted her dress, pulling her panties aside, and positioned herself.
She sank slowly, guiding Callista's dick inside her wetness.
The stretch was delicious, filling her inch by inch. "Oh god... so thick," she groaned, her big ass settling on Callista's hips.
She started riding softly, hips rocking in a gentle rhythm, her red hair swaying with each movement.
The dim light highlighted the sweat on her skin, her big breasts bouncing slightly.
Callista's hands gripped her thighs, thumbs digging in, encouraging.
[She's tight... perfect. I could do this forever.]
"Ride me harder, baby," Callista urged, her voice dirty. "Bounce that big ass on my cock."
Seraphina picked up the pace, moaning loudly, her blue eyes half-closed in pleasure.
Their bodies moved together, slick sounds filling the room.
Without pausing, Callista sat up, wrapping her arms around Seraphina, flipping them so she was on top.
The shift was playful, both laughing drunkenly as they tumbled. "Now I get to taste you," Callista said, her green eyes gleaming.
She kissed down Seraphina's neck, peeling off the sapphire dress to expose her big breasts.
Callista's mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking hard, her tongue flicking.
Seraphina arched, moaning, "Yes... suck them, please."
Callista obliged, alternating between the firm peaks, her hands kneading the soft flesh.
[These tits are incredible. So full, so responsive.]
She moved lower, kissing Seraphina's stomach, then between her legs.
Her tongue flicked Seraphina's clit, tasting the sweetness, fingers sliding inside to pump slowly.
Seraphina's hips bucked, her hands in Callista's hair. "Fuck... your tongue is magic. Eat me out, you dirty bitch."
Callista hummed in response, the vibration adding to the pleasure.
She sucked and licked, her own dick aching against the sheets.
Then, Seraphina pulled her up. "My turn." She pushed Callista back, taking her dick into her mouth.
Her lips stretched around it, tongue swirling, head bobbing.
Callista groaned, hips thrusting gently. "Suck it deeper... yeah, like that."
Seraphina's red hair bobbed with the motion, her blue eyes looking up intensely.
She took it deep, gagging slightly but continuing, her hand stroking what she couldn't fit.
They didn't rest— the alcohol fueled their stamina.
Callista pulled Seraphina up, turning her onto her knees again. "Ass up," she commanded, spanking lightly one more time for good measure.
Seraphina complied, her big firm ass in the air, red from earlier.
Callista positioned behind her, sliding her dick in from behind, deep and slow.
The angle hit new spots, making Seraphina cry out. "Oh fuck... so deep!"
Callista thrust firmly, hands gripping hips, pulling her back with each movement.
The dim light cast erotic shadows, their bodies slapping together. "Take it, slut. Your pussy is so tight around my cock."
Seraphina pushed back, moaning, her big breasts swinging. "Harder... fuck me harder!" Her body language was wild, back arched, fingers clutching the sheets.
Callista reached around, rubbing Seraphina's clit, building the intensity.
[She's close... I can feel it.]
They changed pace—faster, then slower—drawing it out.
Climax hit Seraphina first, her walls clenching, a loud moan escaping as she shuddered.
Callista followed, thrusting deep, spilling inside with a groan.
But they didn't stop. Panting, they shifted again—Seraphina on top once more, riding through the aftershocks, continuing the night.