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Chastity provided the cards – again. "Since the only thing we can play with these is cards against humanity..." she looked at Ivy with a knowing smile. "Like last time?"

Ivy's mind had floated into the last time that hopefully Chastity was half referring and nodded. This time, she promised herself, she was going to play it right. Like last time, she tried to shuffle, shocked that she was simply not naturally talented at it. Next to her Chastity all but cackled at the show she was putting for the two of them. She very much enjoyed a laughing Chastity.

"Hush or I'll ask Osun for help," she playfully threatened and Chastity raised her hands in surrender, fighting even more giggles. Despite positively making a full of herself, she was over the moon at the prospect of her making her friend laugh like that. "I think I get to go first this time," she said, cards falling to the ground as she looked at Chastity. "Same rules as before?"

"Same as before."

She picked them up as she took a deep breath. "Okay. All things will end because the sun will explode." She pulled out a card – knight of hearts. Eleven points.

"Not for a thousand years but okay." Chastity said and to this, Ivy childishly poked out her tongue. "Yes, positively threatening." Chasitity then picked out a card as she said, "The world would be better off if women took over."

Ivy shrugged. "I mean, that's obvious. I don't even think you deserve to pick a card for that." Chastity turned the one she had choosen. A five of clubs. "Not your lucky night, is it?"

They played for what felt like hours, coming up with more and more ridiculous scenarios, at some point, the point of the game lost to them as they theorized what the world could truly be if certain things were changed. For a while, the anxiety that had eaten through Ivy, thinking and thinking of the things they could have done together, disappearing to wherever such thoughts disappeared to. It felt like the small pockets of comforting joy they always shared.

"Twenty cards it looks like," Chastity said as thought indicating a much needed break, reaching out for them. She then looked Ivy straight in the eye and said, "The world would be better off if we just fucked."

Ivy was so taken aback by the statement she didn't notice Chastity picking up the rest of the cards and throwing them about. "I guess I win," she said as she pushed passed the coffee table and stood over Ivy, dragging her from her seat.

Ivy's mind was far from understanding what was happening but her body had instinctively taken over, kissing Chastity back with all the longing she had been holding onto. They were like two starving creatures, clutching to the life line of the other.

Her mind caught on soon enough as her hands slid down past Chastity's waist and settled rather aggressively on her ass. She pulled her closer and just like before, she was not close enough. Not even a little and this then made her pull onto her even tighter. Goddamit they were going to be one even if it killed her.

She was in the fabled ninth cloud, dancing about hormonally. This kiss was different from the others. In this one, she did not question whether or not Chastity was craving her as much as she. They were both fighting to be closer, to enjoy each other's bodies. All her fear of loving Chastity too much was lost in her mind abyss and the only thing that was prevalent was unabashed lust. Her insides were wild with desire she had never really tried to explore before – not that she could with the only person who could ignite them. It was this realization that made her sure to milk all her lust for what it was worth.

"Bedroom," she said, her voice deeper, probably even wondering the realm of sultry.

Chastity pulled away and for a moment, Ivy felt naked. She needed to rectify this and so she clutched at her friend's hand, bee-lining as fast as was possible for the bedroom. That ungrateful room on the other hand, seemed to be hiding from them, laughing as it went further and further away from them.

Ivy though, was fast enough and soon they had reached it and shut the door. Everything from there was a blur of colours, lust and slight moans. Then they were on the bed, Chastity under her as she gasped writhing about, her back arched. All these things did wild things to Ivy. She needed to hear more, feel more. She was going to savour as much of the moment as she could. Possibly make her want to come back for more because she was going to ask for me. By heavens she was. 

Ivy then went lower, leaving those luscious lips all alone, kissing her neck, biting the nape of it as she'd always dreamed to do. She loved how this made Chastity into utter patty in her arms, body begging for her to do even more - to relief her of all the wanting. Ivy oblidged for she was a lady and she was not about to sully the title in the moment.

She reached for Chastity's blouse, looking breaking contact for a moment and looking her in the eye. Chastity nodded and she continued on with her ministrations. "So many buttons," she said as she pulled button after button of the ungodly blouse, Chastity having an easier time bunching up her pencil skirt to her waist.

Ivy felt Chastity's hands get more and more demanding as she kissed at her collar bone. The damn buttons were becoming slippery by every inch Chastity's hands moved until they were between her thighs, carefully but firmly strocking her over her very wet cotton knickers. She couldn't help the moan that escaped her. It was such sweet relief.

Clearly, not enough for either of them, Chastity pushed her knickers to the side and went on straight to touching her clit. This earned both a barely controled moan and a shiver from Ivy.

Chastity's hand stopped moving as she pulled Ivy to look at her. "What is it?" she asked all serious like. "Should we stop?" Her eyes were blown out, her lips swollen from the intense kissing. Ivy was lost in her and she knew Chastity was lost just as much. Yet, she was completely sure that if she was to say no at the precise moment, everything would cease.

Stopping though? She wanted to laugh. Nothing could have her be the one to pull the breaks. So, she shook her head. In turn, part of her remembered herself and so she said, "Rules. We have to have them." It was queer to say such things when someone's fingers were on one's clit.

"Okay." Chastity looked mildly relieved. "Care to share them?"

Ivy played with the stray braid on Chastity that had come undone from her bun, trying her damnest not to move back and forth to ease the tension settling in her lower tummy. "I know you don't do commitment so I think it's only fair to put some kind of time stamp to this."

"Fair. Any suggestions?"

"A month?"

"Okay. Anything else?"

Ivy went lower, her make shift skirt belt biting into her stomach. This alleviated a bit of the pressure in her lower tummy. "While you're with me, you cannot be with anyone else." She could see Chastity swallow, her hand settling in nicely on and between her thighs.

"Just so we're clear. A month of fucking each other and no one else." Ivy nodded. "I could do that."

She looked at her. It was obvious that she was questioning on whether to resume. Ivy nodded. Then she kissed her as thought it was the first time all over again. A kiss that was clearly bringing renewed lifee to both of them. Chastity kissed in the manner Ivy assumed would have been of the gods. Kissing in the sense that it would remind the receiver they were lucky to be chosen for this.

Chastity's hands then followed suit, rubbing at her clit and pinching at her thigh. "All this, for me?" Chastity asked as she pulled away from the passionate kiss, smiling a dangerous kind of smile. "So wet." Her fingers pushed her underwear to it's furthest point, letting the cold air about bite Ivy's swollen clit. Chastity's fingers got back to what they had been doing.

"Fuck," Ivy whispered in sweet relief and started grinding on Chastity's hand. They never broke eye contact.

She pinched at her clit, making Ivy yelp. It was a very foreign sensation and she liked it. Sensing this, Chastity smiled and and massaged her labia, up and down, getting her wet the kinds she had never experienced before. Satisfied, Chastity dipped one finger inside of her. "I want to taste you," she said as she pulled the finger out, much to Ivy's objections then added another digit as she dipped into her once more. "I can only imagine how good you taste." She pulled out the pushed back in. "A person who tightens like that should taste divine." She then pulled out her fingers, then her hands from Ivy, the obvious direction of her fingers being to her mouth.

It was so scandalous yet to mightily hot.

"So good," Chastity said as she maintained eye contact, lapping at her middle and ring fingers until they were absolutely clean. Chastity then kissed her, sharing the taste of her. Ivy enjoyed how she tasted like in Chastity's mouth.

Carefully, Chastity moved Ivy from on top of her, never breaking the kiss as she put her under herself. "The shirt," Ivy whispered into the kiss and both of them worked towards removing both their shirts.

Unlike her, Chastity seldom ever wore a bra. "There is no point," she would say and sometimes Ivy would pointedly not look at her because her nipples would be firm and very there. At that particular moment, she enjoyed that she never wore a bra. She enjoyed the small breasts that Chastity was sometimes very insecure about.

"Look at you," Chastity said, her eyes hungrily taking in everything about her breasts which were covered in one of her okay black bras. "God," she went on, her hands moving to cup them, pushing her boobs to bunch up over the bra as opposed to simply removing the damn thing.

With the same hunger, she bent over, pulling her left nipple into her mouth, sucking and lightly biting as her hand pulled on the right nipple. Ivy was light headed with pleasure as her head fell onto the pillows, her hands exploring as much Chastity as she could reach.

Chastity's mouth left her nipple, kissing along the trails of her stomach as she went lower. It was just as she'd imagined one too many times. Sweet, hot and full of promise. Over the waist fabric she went until she was between her thighs, smiling down at the underwear Ivy thought was supposed to have been out of the game a long while back.

"Let's get rid of these," Chastity said as she pulled the underwear off, laughing as it bunched up on Ivy's knees, momentarily objecting to what was about to take place. Once off, the furious hunger came back to her eyes and without thinking twice about it, she went down on her, licking the sweet spot.

It felt so good, Chastity's lips on her pussy. She was an expert, that was for sure, because she did it just how Ivy would have wanted. Her tongue drew circles over her clit as her fingers massaged her labia expertly, never leaving either one lonely. Ivy wreathed and this seemed to inform Chastity about the other pretty sopt she had not explored. She dipped two fingers into Ivy and in a move that can only be classified as a mastery, found the g-spot and started massaging it. Ivy was sure she'd called to Osun when Chastity began massaging her g-spot counter clockwise to how she was working her clit.

Ivy's hands found their way into Chastity's braids, pulling at her as she rode her face, wanting to both come and make it last as ling as possible. She couldn't though because her stomach tingled and her legs tightened as she fought to open up as wide as she could. She could tell that Chastity knew what was coming because she maintained both her pace and pressure. Everything became blurry as she felt the wave of pure pleasure take over and jerked so hard she was afraid she'd hurt Chastity who was still drinking her in like wine.

When Chastity came up, braids a mess and face glistening with what Ivy could only assume to be her come, she had half the mind to confess love and beg for marriage.

Author's Note

So, today our house was almost burnt down due to some neighbourly negligence and Idk if that is going to affect the way I upload because I am planning on exacting revenge by sleeping with that bitch's husband. As it stands, we have a few more chapters to go and I have noticed they are very smutty 😈. I'll try to not let revenge plotting ruin my writing pace.

Have a lovely time!