Strappy Birthday!

Ashley’s birthday cake crumbs still stuck to the plates when Sadie popped in unannounced—step-aunt status means never bothering to knock. The older woman caught a glimpse of Ashley’s bedroom, whispered something about motherly duties, then pressed a pink harness-wrapped dildo into the girl’s hands like it was extra party favors. “Your stepmom’s sweet, but she treats sex like broccoli,” Sadie smirked. “Figured you needed real grown-up equipment.” Ashley’s eyes lit up; heat already curled low. She bit her lip, trying not to laugh at the absurdity, and whispered if maybe they could try it out right now—Sadie included. Sadie froze for half a heartbeat, then chuckled and nodded. Belts, buckles, grins. With gentle instructions and steady hands, Sadie lined the toy and eased into the girl’s eager pace. The whole shebang was still shiny with lube when Linda swung the door open and froze. Words like “what the hell” collided somewhere between her lips, but the sight thawed her shock into curiosity before anyone expected it. Instead of dragging Sadie off by the ear, Linda peeled her blouse open, wanting in. Sadie’s instructions turned bilingual: one hand directing Ashley’s hips, the other coaxing soft first strokes out of Linda until the room echoed with three different versions of yes.