Extra Messy

Serena stands at the counter, beating batter for her stepdad’s birthday cake. Her stepsister Leda slumps at the table, phone in hand, giving nothing but eye rolls. Serena finally snaps. “What’s your problem?” She steps in close. Leda lifts the cherry pie and slams it straight into her chest. Glaze, cherries, crust—everywhere. Serena stares, breathing hard. Then she grabs the bowl of chocolate glaze and throws it back. It hits Leda’s blouse, streaks down her skin. The kitchen turns into a battlefield—hands grabbing, mouths open. Cake batter smears bellies, icing coats nipples. They slam against the fridge, tongues trading sugar and spit. Leda shoves three fingers inside Serena without warning, pumping hard while chocolate runs down her wrist. Serena drops to her knees, buries her face in Leda’s sticky cunt, licking and sucking until juice and frosting mix on her chin. She stands, spins Leda around, bends her over the sink and grinds her clit against her ass while two fingers disappear inside. They slide to the floor, legs locked, scissoring until both of them come—messy, wet, shaking, covered in ruined cake and each other’s slick.