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Octavia Red finds hot girls everywhere: online, at the gym, even on a hiking trail. Today it's Darcie Dolce, who hurries past and leaves her purse behind. Her address is right inside, so Octavia decides to be a good Samaritan and return it in person, secretly hoping Darcie will be very grateful.
Darcie is thrilled and offers her some cash for the trouble. Octavia turns it down: she doesn't need a reward to do the right thing. But the flirting is obvious, and Darcie is into it. She pulls Octavia close, and the two grind together, eat each other's pussies and finish with intense scissoring. Good deeds really do pay off.
Wasn't Darcie's thank-you better than any reward Octavia could imagine?
Alexa Chains walks into her yoga studio and there she is: Darcie Dolce, already warming up at the front, long limbs stretching slow and full tits straining against her soaked top. Alexa can't take her eyes off her. No more watching. She has to have her.
Alexa casually mentions that at this studio, class is usually done nude, and strips down. Darcie is surprised, but she likes what she sees, and she lets Alexa help her out of her clothes. As they stretch, the looks get longer, and Darcie finally pulls Alexa down to her. Alexa licks and fingers her, then the two sixty-nine on the mat, tasting every drop. Will this become a regular class?
Marica Hase has been Lana Violet's best friend forever, so of course Lana is maid of honor, and of course she's in charge of the bachelorette party. She has hired a stripper, and not just any stripper: her gorgeous ex, Darcie Dolce, who she still hooks up with on the regular. Lana has one burning question, and Darcie is going to help her answer it. Is the bride really straight?
Marica is in a white slip and a delicate veil, champagne in hand, when Darcie struts in, all lingerie and tattoos, and begins a slow, grinding lap dance. Marica blushes, giggles and protests, softly, but Darcie is very good at her job, Lana is whispering encouragement in her ear, and the bride's hands keep finding their way to Darcie's hips.
Soon the slip is gone and Marica is discovering that she is at least half a lesbian. She kisses them both, licks Darcie with surprising skill and rides Lana's face while Darcie devours her from behind, the three of them swapping positions across the couch until the bride is shaking. After all, it's not gay if it's a three-way.
Will the bride still say I do after a bachelorette party like this?
Darcie Dolce has been cheating on her husband for years, mostly with women. About a year ago she met Lana Violet on a dating app, and Lana is everything her husband isn't: fun, exciting and confident. Slowly they fell in love.
Now Darcie can't think of anything else, and she knows it has to end. She invites Lana to a discreet hotel room to break things off, but when Lana arrives, her charm melts Darcie's resolve. One kiss, then another, and Lana's lips trail down to Darcie's breasts and between her legs. Darcie returns the favor, and they finish scissoring and fingering each other to a shuddering orgasm. Maybe this doesn't have to end after all.
How could anything that feels this good ever have to end?
Indica Marie is one of the hottest influencers online: five million followers, and when she posts, people listen. Buttoned-up businesswoman Darcie Dolce has finally landed a meeting to pitch a partnership that could make them both outrageously rich. Her contact warned her that Indica is a little eccentric. Darcie figured she could handle it.
She was wrong. Darcie opens her laptop and starts on the charts, but Indica has other plans. She has already agreed to the deal, and she is far more interested in the woman pitching it than in the numbers. With glitter, giggles and fingertips grazing Darcie's wrist, she makes her interest perfectly clear. Darcie admits she has never been with a woman. Indica tells her that is fine and there is no pressure, which only makes Darcie want it more. Her straight-laced facade melts, and she trades the laptop for her very first time with a woman: kissing, fingering, licking and scissoring with the most eccentric partner she has ever met.
Will Darcie ever pitch another deal without hoping for someone eccentric?
Darcie Dolce storms upstairs and finds Serena Hill mid-shoot — nude for fans, camera still warm. Anger hits first. Then Darcie cannot look away from the body on the bed. Discipline, she decides, will not be a lecture.
Serena starts defiant. Darcie crowds her, kisses her quiet, and teaches the lesson with tongue and fingers instead of grounding her. They sixty-nine and trib until Serena’s performance is only for her stepmom.
The fansite catch stays private. Darcie finishes what she walked in on.
Will Serena save her next show only for Darcie's eyes?
Darcie Dolce has been secretly in love with her straight best friend Lysagna DelRay for years. Through Lysagna's seven-year relationship, Darcie has been her shoulder to cry on after every fight. Now the relationship is finally over, and Lysagna is single for the first time in her adult life.
To cheer her up, Darcie pulls out an old game of Twister and suggests they play in their underwear, with the loser of each round losing a piece of clothing. Lysagna laughs and agrees. As they twist and turn, the touches linger, and Lysagna feels sparks she did not expect. When Darcie asks if she wants to stop, Lysagna kisses her instead. Soon the two are naked on the mat, sixty-nining, riding faces and scissoring. Right hand, red. Left hand, Darcie.
Who knew a game of Twister could finally untangle Lysagna's heart?
The wedding is only days away, and bride-to-be Whitney OC's bridesmaids have given her a very special gift: a session with the renowned body artist Darcie Dolce. Whitney is expecting a routine massage to ease her pre-wedding jitters. She is not expecting Darcie.
By firelight, Darcie explains that her process relaxes every part of the body so a bride is ready for her big day. Whitney is curious and asks her to show her. Each skilled stroke drifts a little further, and Darcie checks in each time; each time, Whitney tells her not to stop. Soon the tension melts into desire. Whitney pulls Darcie down to kiss her, and the session becomes a full lesbian seduction of licking, sixty-nining, face-sitting and scissoring. She leaves the table breathless and questioning everything she thought she knew about what she wants.
Will Whitney walk down the aisle still thinking about Darcie's touch?
