Radley's Home for Horny Monsters by Annabelle Hawthorne (chromebook ebook reader TXT) 📕

water impossible to see through. With a mischievous grin, Naia slid below the surface, vanishing from sight.

“Naia?” Emily rubbed the water from her eyes, a grin of her own forming. Sure enough, she felt them-hundreds of gentle fingers, working their way up her legs. Grabbing onto the side of the tub for support, Emily gasped as Naia’s mouth navigated Emily’s blonde curls between her legs. “Oh, yes, Naia! Yes!” She grabbed Naia by the back of the head, pulling her in,

Naia’s tongue swirled expertly in and out of Emily’s snatch, and her fingers gently ran up and down Emily’s thighs. Naia broke the surface, kissing her way up Emily’s body until she found her lips. Several water fingers teased Emily’s pussy and ass-Emily slid up and down the tub’s curved inner surface, moaning into Naia’s mouth in delight.

Naia broke their kiss, fixing Emily with glowing eyes. “Don’t forget about me, lover.”

“I’m sorry, Naia.” Emily’s lips found Naia’s once more, but now her hands were busy with Naia’s breasts. She pulled at Naia’s nipples, tugging them the way she knew Naia liked. Naia’s soft moans echoed her own. Then Emily’s fingers circled Naia’s pearl. She softly rubbed its smooth surface, toying with the place where Naia’s flesh transitioned from hard to soft. Naia gasped.

“I love it when you do that,” Naia told Emily. “I love everything about you.”

“I know you do. But I know something that we both love.” Emily raised one leg over Naia’s, bending it to pull Naia in close. Their vaginas were touching now, Emily’s tangled bush against Naia’s smooth folds. “I’ve got a busy morning ahead. Shall we skip ahead a little?”

“How can I say no?” Naia used her other leg to grab Emily’s waist, then pulled her close to slowly grind her pussy on Emily’s. Naia’s pearl was hard enough that Emily gasped every time it pushed against her. They started slow, Naia grinning at Emily with every sudden outtake of breath. Their mouths found each other once more, Emily grinding down on Naia as the water fingers teased her ass some more.

“You’re being a bitch,” Emily finally told her. “Stop teasing me.”

“Oh, fine.” Naia flicked the water. Water spouts formed, squirting water in figure-eight patterns before settling beneath the surface, the jets caressing the empty spaces between them.

Emily cried out, finding the sensation similar to sitting beneath a faucet.

Chronically horny, masturbating with the faucet had been the first thing she had done upon arriving at the house five years ago. When Naia had appeared, she had been so close to an orgasm that she just accepted it when the nymph had fingered her until she burst.

The powerful water swirled, the two women shoving against each other, the bathroom full of moans. Wet breasts pressed together, hands explored, and loving kisses were exchanged between little sighs. Emily came first, holding her breath, blood rushing to her cheeks and chest before she let out a loud gasp. Naia came shortly after, a loud cry that echoed off the walls. The two of them went limp in the bath, holding each other in the water.

“It’s too hot,” Emily muttered.

They broke apart and Naia touched the water, her magic cooling it down substantially.

“Here, let me help you with your hair.” Naia brushed out Emily’s hair. If Emily were to leave before getting it styled, it would turn into a giant rat’s nest. Naia sang a song for her in the old language, making a braid that started above Emily’s right eye and wrapped around to the back of her neck.

Emily returned the favor, knowing full well that Naia could simply alter her hair to look any way she pleased. Still, it was soothing to watch and feel her greenish-blue hair pass through her fingers.

After getting out of the bath, Emily put on black panties and a white, lacy bra. She dug through the closet and picked out a cute yellow sundress that went to her knees. The weather looked perfect for some gardening, and the greenhouse needed some work. Walking out into the hall, she ducked to avoid...

“HOLY FUCK!” MIKE’S eyes snapped open, gripping the edge of the tub with his fingers.

Naia held tightly to him to keep him from sliding away. “Shhh, shhh, calm down.”

“What... what just happened?” he asked.

“When Emily first came to the house, I did the same thing to her that I did to you. My soul lived inside of her, so I thought it would help if you could see what she went through.”

“That was more than just seeing!” Mike said. “I was Emily. I felt everything she did, including...” His face became red. “God, that was amazing! Does it always feel that good? Oh. Shit.” His softening dick was still leaking cum.

“It can.” Naia smirked. “Do you want to keep watching? You seem a little worked up.”

Mike laughed. “I’m not upset, I just couldn’t figure out what was going on. It was like I was me, but I also wasn’t. I had free will, but it was actually Emily doing the thinking, but I thought it was me.” He tilted his head sideways on her chest so that he could see her better. “Why did you stop, by the way?”

“Geas. We encountered something in the memory that is still protected, so my memory simply ends right there.”

“Wow. The geas is no joke.”

“You’ve got that right. Here, settle down.” Mike put his head back between Naia’s breasts and stared at the ceiling. “Let’s see if I can get you back to after the blocked memory.”

EMILY CLIMBED THE STAIRS of the basement, tossing the bag of bones into the trashcan next to the counter once she was at the top. A little green shadow tried to bolt away from the kitchen table, but Emily stepped in front of her before she could get away. Hands on her hips, she scowled at the goblin.

Tink wore a girl’s blue dress, her hair braided into pigtails. She held her hands behind her back and