A/N: Warning for clone!sex.
It was 10:30 am on Friday and Regina was in her home office, once again working from home. She was finding that she quite enjoyed spending the day at home working on Mayoral issues rather than locked in her office. Henry had joined her a couple of hours ago and was camped out on the loveseat under the window, quietly clicking and typing away on his laptop. Working on some project or another she assumed. He'd picked several new friends while at the NYU camp and they had started a online group together in order to challenge their minds and strengthen their writing skills. At least that's what she assumed her son was working on.
Another half an hour passed, mother and son quietly working in the comfortable silence of shuffling papers and pen scratching over signature lines, computer keys clicking and mouse clicking. Then at 11:12, Regina would forever remember the date and time, Henry released a deep obvious sigh, when the fifth sigh sounded in the air she placed her pen down, folded her hands over the paper she'd been about to sign and leaned back in her chair, "Spill, Henry." He looked up and chewed on his lower lip for a second. She raised an eyebrow and her heart skipped a beat, this was serious, she'd been expecting a request for lunch or permission for a trip somewhere.
"I want to get a job," he immediately dropped his eyes back to his laptop screen and waited for the fallout. Regina stared at the top of his head for a long minute, "What? Do you want more allowance? Is that what this about? You could just ask," her voice definitely didn't raise pitch towards the end. He sighed and looked back up, "Granny already offered me a job bussing tables Friday and Saturday, 5-10pm, minimum wage. Curfew is 11 on those nights, so I'd have plenty of time to make it home," the sentence started out in a mumble, but by the end of it he was speaking clearly, "I just thought some extra spending money might be good…"
His mother arched an eyebrow, "And?"
He fidgeted with the power cord attached to his laptop, "I was maybe doing some research and… itlooksbetteronacollegeapplicationifIhaveajob," he rushed out the statement and waited for the response. "What?" Regina genuinely didn't catch the whole of his words. He looked up at her with his pained expression that he'd cultivated early in life, it was his "this hurts me, more than it does you" look, "It looks better on a college application if I have a job. I know that's fourish years away, but it's important that I look towards the future now." Regina looked at her son, this was important to him. She hadn't realized he was thinking seriously about it yet, she cleared her throat, "I assume then, that you have a major in mind?"
He nodded, both of his parents had assumed, that when the time came, he would be thinking something in liberal arts and literature. That's why his answer shocked her, "Pre-Law...at NYU." She had picked up her mug of, now, cool decaf tea. She promptly choked on it and coughed harshly. He was up and patting her on the back with a worried expression on his face. If he killed his Mom his Ma would kill him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She waved his attentions away and was finally able to stop coughing. Her eyes were reddened and tears streamed. She told herself they were purely from the choking incident, "I'm fine, dear," her voice croaked at and she coughed again, standing she headed towards the kitchen for a glass of water, Henry following along. "Pre-Law a..at..at New York University?" It was hard but she got the sentence out after she drank a half glass of water, "Yeah, you're my inspiration actually. I think I want to go into Defense Litigation. Fight for the people whose story has been twisted by society, even if they truly committed the crimes they're accused of...it's important that someone is there to help them get a second chance."
Fresh tears sprang into her eyes and she wiped at them. These were from the emotion of her son coming full circle in his opinions of her. She pulled him into a hug that stole the breath from his lungs, "So...about that job?" He wheezed out, even if he was hugging his mom just as tight. She pulled away and cupped his cheek, "This is what you want?" He nodded, "Alright, but we're visiting this topic again when school starts back up next month. If your grades falter at all, you're quitting," she tilted his head down and kissed his shaggy mop of hair. "Thanks, Mom! Can I go tell Granny? She said I could start next week if you said yes. You'll need to sign a permission slip." He was already heading for the closet in the foyer where his tennis shoes were kept, "Can I get lunch there too? Don't forget I'm going to hang out at Nick's at 1, and then it's Grams and Gramps Friday," he tried really hard to not think about why him and his uncle were traded back and forth every other Friday. She leaned against the wall and watched him tie his shoes, "That's fine, dear. Are you coming back for dinner?" He thought about his afternoon and options, "I don't know, I'll text Grams and see what she's cooking, I'll call you?" Regina nodded, rolling her eyes at her son's desire to choose who was cooking something he wanted, "Alright, just remember your curfew," he nodded and after another tight hug he was out the door.
She closed the door behind him and folded her arms around herself as she watched his blurry figure head down the sidewalk. He passed the outline of her wife halfway down the walk. She ruffled his hair with the hand not holding a paper sack, causing him to duck away from the affectionate teasing. Regina smiled at her little family and opened the front door as her wife climbed up the steps of the porch, "Where's he going in such a hurry?" The blonde asked as they kissed chastely. The brunette took a deep sigh, "Granny's, he's accepting a job," she took the bag of food from Emma and they headed for the kitchen.
"A job, are we ok with that?" Emma asked surprised. She knew her feelings on the subject, so did Regina. She had no qualms about it, as long his grades stayed steady. She removed her duty belt and set it on the island as her wife took plates from the cabinet and they met at the kitchen table. "Yes, I think so. It's his other revelation that has me…" she had pulled their food from the bag and she set it on the table as she paused, "He's making plans to attend college, seems you were right," she sighed as she emptied her container of caesar salad onto her plate, "He wants to attend NYU, for pre-law."
Emma arched an eyebrow as she unwrapped her double bacon cheeseburger and dumped her onion rings next to it on her plate, "Pre-law? Huh, didn't see that one coming," she dunked an onion ring in the puddle of ketchup she'd squeezed onto her plate and ate it. Regina speared some salad and dipped it into the tiny cup of dressing, "I was surprised too. However, once he explained his reasons...it makes sense and I'm surprisingly ok with it," she stole an onion ring as lunch continued and Regina explained their son's reasons for wanting to go into law.
They'd finished eating and Regina was washing up the few dishes they had used when her wife wrapped strong arms around her waist, "I finished my paperwork for the day, by the way," Emma whispered as Regina smiled and tilted her head to the side as warm lips found one of the sensitive spots on her neck, "I don't have to return to the station unless something comes up…" Regina laughed and slid one wet soapy hand between them to cup the semi hardness in her wife's jeans that pressed against the ass of her grey slacks, "Feels like something has already come up, darling." Emma groaned as her wife massaged and rubbed over her hardening cock, "Do you need to be doing anything?" She sucked at the skin of a tanned neck, glad that her wife had left her neck makeup free since she'd planned to stay home and Henry had become long immune to the hickeys that frequently appeared on his brunette mother. She briefly wondered if they were actually terrible parents, as she wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
Regina groaned at the promise of the afternoon. She sighed and removed her hand, "I need to answer two e-mails before 5 and scan over three signed forms to Linda before the…" she trailed off with a low moan as the suction moved to just below her ear and she quickly washed the last dish and pulled the drain on the sink, "Let me do that and then we can do nothing else except each other the rest of the day?" She turned in her wife's arms and let them hang over strong shoulders. Emma nodded her agreement and claimed rose colored lips. Regina groaned into the open mouthed kiss and she felt her body melt into the heated kiss. Her wife pressed her back against the counter as hands found her hips and one slid down to squeeze her ass.
Emma slid her tongue across plump lips and slipped inside when her wife parted them. She explored the whole of her mouth, sliding across perfect, white teeth, tangled with the firm, wet muscle that was her wife's tongue, before stroking over the roof of her mouth. Regina moaned and pressed tighter against her wife's muscled body, appreciating the hard promise pressing against her lower abdomen. She tugged at the black uniform tie her wife wore and loosened it. She worked at the buttons of the tan shirt and slipped her hands inside, caressing the rigid abdomen of her wife through the thin cotton of her under shirt. With a moan the brunette ripped her mouth away, she pressed her forehead to her wife's as they stood in each other's arms and panted, "I have to get that work done, Emma," she admonished as a talented tongue teased long the shell of her ear.
"Before 5, it's not even 1 yet," teeth nibbled at her earlobe as her hands slid under the hem of her deep green sleeveless shell blouse. Regina moaned and buried her hands in blonde hair as a mouth sucked at her pulse point, deepening the hickey already there as a hand cupped her breast through the red silk bra she wore, "If I do it all now though, we don't have to stop or worry about the time," she gasped as a nipple was tugged and twisted, "Please, darling. I'm seconds from giving in and I really want to finish before we…we" a whimper left her lips as the hand cupping her massaged her breast and the hot tongue traced the skin of her collarbone that just visible above her blouse, "Before we… we...finish…"
Emma pulled away, breathing deeply, her face flushed, "You're right, you're right. I'm sorry, babe," the blonde separated their bodies and leaned against the island running a hand through her shaggy locks. Regina smiled at her wife and pressed against her, chastely kissing her lips, "We knew the fertility spell could increase your sex drive, my love," she caressed a still flushed cheek, "I am not complaining, darling. Not in the slightest, but I have to finish my work," she used a fingertip to tease along the length of the bulge in her wife's jeans, "Then I am all yours for the whole rest of the day." Emma groaned and her head fell back, her eyes tightly shut, "I thought it would get easier the more cycles we went through, but I ache for you, Regina," she braced both hands behind her on the island counter. The brunette groaned, "I know, darling. Believe me when I say I am feeling an ache myself. I've noticed that my own passions for you have increased," she sighed. "An hour at most. Why don't you go slip into something more comfortable and join me in the study?" Regina knew her wife would likely stay more or less hard while she worked and the confining jeans wouldn't be comfortable for her. Emma just nodded and Regina headed back for her study. The blonde took a second to just breath before pushing off from the island and heading upstairs.
The blonde entered their bedroom and tossed her duty belt on the bed as she strode towards the closet. She opened her jeans and sighed in relief as her briefs covered cock bulged out. She finished removing her tie and opening her shirt as she tugged it free of her jeans. She carefully removed the badge and name tag, before tossing her shirt into the hamper. She shimmied out of the jeans and groaned as even more pressure was relieved from her blood filled penis. She tossed them into the hamper next and slid her briefs down her thighs next, sighing as her penis sprang free and twitched in the cool air. Emma stretched her muscled body out, enjoying the burn as she wrapped her arms around her lower thighs and held the position for a few seconds. She stood and reached her hands towards the ceiling and stood on her tiptoes. Settling back on her feet she hopped a couple times, grinning with immaturity as her cock bounced with the movement. She glanced around and pushed down on it with a fingertip, her grin widening when it sprang back up. She repeated the move a few more times before she stopped with a frown. When had she become "that guy"? She flushed with some strange form of guilt and cleared her throat.
She opened the bottom drawer of her dresser and pulled free a pair of black sweat pants. She slipped into them and tucked herself into them, she had lost the full hardness but was still semi erect, it was still a very noticeable bulge in the sweat pants. Emma opened her second drawer and selected a tank top. She contemplated the grey tank, grinned then shoved it back in her drawer, she adjusted the sweatpants so they rested just below the beginning of her slim hips. It beautifully displayed her chiseled abdomen and the distinct vee of her obliques, it even seemed to display the defined muscles of her arms and chest. She flexed a little in the mirror nailed to the inside of the open closet door, admiring her own definition, appreciating the striation in her shoulders which was a recent addition when she'd added five pounds to her shoulder reps. She slipped her phone into a pocket and headed down towards her wife's study.
Regina looked up as her wife entered the study and she groaned, biting her lip and chewing away the rest of the rose colored lipstick that her wife had already removed with their heated kissing in the kitchen. Her eyes roamed over the muscled body, stopping to appreciate her favorite parts and the bulge in the front of her black sweat pants, "You, my dear, know far too well, how to distract and arouse me." Emma grinned as she strode further into the room, "You told me to get comfortable," she settled onto the loveseat off to the side. She tossed her legs over the arm and stretched out on the small couch, "Go ahead and finish your work, babe. I'll just be riiight here," she folded her hands behind her head as she stretched, laughing at the quiet groan from her wife's desk, finally she let herself relax. Regina sighed and her lip slipped back between white teeth, " ," she admonished as she went back to typing her second e-mail.
Emma slipped her phone out, she opened her favored reading app and opened the mystery/action/adventure novel she'd been reading. Quiet descended, the sound of Regina's typing the only sound in the room. The brunette sighed and let her mind wander as she typed a response to the state about her request for subsidised funding for a new juvenile center in town. She paused to reread her last few sentences. Regina flushed when she realized that the last few sentences were a detailed list of the things she wanted to do to her wife and have done to her. She shook her head and deleted the words, she leaned around her computer screen to view her wife. Emma shifted as she read, a hand adjusted herself in her pants. Regina sighed and went back to her email, she finished it, rereading it carefully for any inappropriate words and looked to the stack of papers on her desk that she needed to scan and send to Linda.
Regina slipped the first signed paper through the roller scanner on her desk, "So, the grand opening of Belle's new section is tomorrow," she started as she removed the paper and double checked the scanned image on her screen. Emma looked up from her screen with an excited look on her face, "Yeah, wanna go?" Her wife had kept hush hush on the products that would be on sale in the new sex magic section, but she'd heard enough non-detailed stories from Ruby as she helped her girlfriend test the magics she'd be selling. Regina went through the process of scanning the next paper, smiling at her wife's excitement, "I already talked to Belle yesterday, the shop closes at 8 on Sunday and we'll take a well timed after dinner walk around town," she started scanning the next document, "We'll wind up at the back door of the shop at 8:10 and do a little shopping."
Emma rolled her eyes at her paranoid wife. She kinda understood though, not wanting to shop for magic sex toys amongst her constituents. Belle was one thing, she knew when to be quiet and was a close friend of the family. Even if the relationship was only recently becoming closer. They'd been on a couple of double dates with Belle and Ruby and all had good time, "I'm in," Emma practically vibrated in her place on the loveseat, as Regina scanned her next document. She contemplated the possibilities of items to shop for. Her cock twtiched. Ruby had talked about a charm that let her control a clone of herself, her penis hardened further as she imagined having two of her wife, or having a second of herself to pleasure the petite brunette, "How do you feel about threesomes?"
Regina smirked, she knew her wife had been hearing some stories from Ruby. She'd walked in on one such conversation once and had been amused beyond belief at the salivating blonde and brunette, both of them had blushed hotly and clammed right up, "I'm going to assume that we're talking about one of the charms from the new section?" Emma frowned, she had no desire for any other woman in her life. Her wife was more than enough, sometimes even bordering on too much to handle, "Yes! Just you and me...and me or you, whatever." Regina laughed as she started scanning the final document, "I could easily be convinced towards either possibility," she read over the scanned paper on her screen, "However, if we use anything during a cycle, it will be you-you that comes inside my cunt, I won't be potentially impregnated by a clone, not that I'm entirely certain a clone could," she clicked send on the e-mail with all three documents attached and started to power down her computer as her mind played images through her imagination of all the different and dirty things that could be done with some of the products from Belle's shop.
"I'm done," Emma looked up as her wife rounded the desk, she tossed her phone onto the low table in front of the couch and sat up just as her wife straddled her and pulled her into a kiss. Regina groaned as she kissed her lover and ground against her hard cock as she cupped her face between tanned hands. Emma slipped her hands underneath her shirt stroking over olive skin. Emma pulled away from the heady kiss, "Stay here, or bedroom?" She groaned when her brunette wife kissed down her neck and bit into the thick muscle connecting her neck and shoulder, "Here, God, here," Regina sat back to yank her shirt over head as Emma worked the clasp on her bra and tossed it through air to follow the green shell of a shirt.
Emma clasped the round ass in her hands and stood, swiftly flipping them. Pressing her brunette wife into the soft cushions of the love seat. She sat back and worked at the thin black belt and clasp of the grey slacks she wore. Regina helped kick them off and she tugged her own red silk panties down tanned thighs, kicking them away too. Emma was on her again kissing and sucking at the throbbing pulse in her neck as she scratched her nails across the muscular back of her wife. The blonde groaned into her ministrations as her lover wrapped tanned legs around her waist and ground up against her and she could feel the warm wetness moving against her through the cotton of her pants. Emma palmed a breast and Regina arched into it, her other hand went to cup the back her wife's thigh and she rolled her hips down against the wetness soaking through her pants.
"Inside me, now," Regina panted as she reached down to tug and push at the only remaining barrier between them. Emma lifted her hips and groaned when her cock sprang free and slapped wetly against her wife's soaking cunt. She reached between them, wrapped a hand around her cock, lining herself up against her wife's dripping pussy. Regina groaned her approval and left her lover's sweat pants halfway down her thighs. The brunette buried her hands in shaggy blonde hair and kissed her wife as she was filled with 8 inches of her wife's solid cock, "Fast and hard, we can do slow later," Regina gasped as her wife complied, after the hour's worth of build up both women were ready to go.
"Fuck, you're wet," Emma groaned as she moved into a fast rhythm that had their bodies rocking and the loveseat groaning. Regina groaned and clutched at the heaving back as she rolled her hips and moved in counterpoint to her wife, "Your fault, all yours," she gasped and whimpered when her wife changed the angle and her hard cock slid against her clit on every thrust, "Ohh...fu...uck... faster baby!" Emma pushed up onto her hands, weight resting on her knees so she could piston faster into her wife. Regina cried out as she started to crest. A tanned hand slid down her abdomen and she stroked at her clit, body arching as her wife pounded into her and her hand rapidly stimulated her clit. Emma growled and shifted her weight to the hand between her wife and the couch back. She slid her hand down a tanned, sweaty thigh, gripped it behind the knee and pushed her wife wide open. Regina screamed as her wife penetrated her deeper. She abandoned her clit and clutched at the small of her lover's back as she shuddered into orgasm, bucking and writhing underneath her blonde wife, ejaculating heavily and coating her wife in a thick sheen that glistened in the afternoon sun streaming in.
Emma groaned as her cock was squeezed tightly, she slowed her movements and her eyes slid shut, she wasn't ready to come yet. That's not true, she could come in a second, but she didn't want to yet. Regina groaned as her orgasm ebbed and she pushed at her wife's chest, "I want to be on top." Emma growled but pulled out and let her wife push her into a sitting position. She leaned back against the loveseat and groaned aloud when Regina pushed her legs together and turned around to straddle her backwards. A deep moan left the brunette's throat as she wrapped a hand around her wife's cock and eased down on it, "This ok?" Emma's response was to wrap her arms around Regina and pull her tight against her chest, "Perfect," she whispered into a olive ear as they started to move together. The brunette laced their fingers together and tugged strong hands to cup her breasts. Once Emma took the hint and started a firm massage of the heavy bouncing flesh that had her moaning, she moved her hands to flexing thighs and rolled her hips faster as her back arched and she whimpered at the feeling of being tethered to her wife by the hands on her breasts and the cock in her cunt.
Faster and faster they moved, bodies rolling together, "My clit," Regina moaned and Emma dropped one hand down between her legs and stroked over the straining organ, she slid further down and gathered some of the arousal that coated the heaving space where their bodies connected. She slid back up and massaged firmly at the swollen clit. Regina gasped and her hands dug into muscled thighs as her body strained and she tensed as her wife stroked faster and her hips pumped deeper, "Fuck! I'm coming!"
Emma groaned as her wife's cunt clamped down on her hard cock and she came, gushing all over the blonde's still flexing thighs. Her head fell back and with a few more thrusts, timed in between spasms of her wife's inner walls she was coming, hard inside her wife. Coating the tight, wet walls in sheets of white semen as she emptied and her cock twitched inside her lover. "Oh my God, baby," Regina panted as her hips rolled and she reveled in the feeling of being filled to the brim by her beautiful wife, "So good," the hand that had been hanging limply over her tanned thigh twitched and Emma was stroking her clit again, "Fu...uck, I can't!" Regina screamed even as her body ratcheted higher, she was still riding the tail end of her last orgasm and her clit was so sensitive.
"Come for me!" Emma growled in her ear, shifting so her wife couldn't reach the floor, she pumped her hips upwards, the last rope of hot cum spurting from her cock inside her wife. She bounced the brunette atop her a few times and stroked quickly over the slippery clit. Regina screamed and flailed one hand behind to bury nails deep into her wife's short blonde hair and the other sunk into the flexing forearm breaking the skin as she came heavily, spurting against her wife and moaning as her body twitched and shuddered. Regina shifted so she could touch the floor again and stood just enough for the softening penis to slip free. They groaned and the brunette settled across her wife's lap as they both reveled in the feeling of the mixed cum seeping from her cunt. She lay heavily against her wife's chest as their breathing slowed.
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They'd made it through Saturday dinner with the Charmings and it was well into Sunday. Emma had been behaving like an hyperactive child throughout the day as they neared their after dinner stroll through town, right up to the back door of Belle's magical supply shop.
Emma slashed into her lemon butter salmon. She shoved a forkful into her mouth and speared a new potato and inhaled it after one chew. Regina rolled her eyes as she sliced one of her potatoes into quarters and speared one of the pieces and placed it daintily on her tongue, "Doesn't matter how fast you eat, dear. We can't leave for our walk until 8," she admonished as she sipped from her wine glass full of ice water and slice of lemon. Henry narrowed his eyes as he forked some green beans into his mouth, "I don't know what you're really talking about...but gross," he ate some salmon as he frowned into his plate. Emma laughed, for some weird reason she enjoyed making her son squirm, "Chill kid, we're just taking a walk later, like we told you," she forked more salmon into mouth and followed it with some green beans. Henry drank from his wine glass of soda, "Yeah, but you never "just take a walk" and mom emphasized the word," he frowned when his voice cracked. He's been starting to get control of it as his voice had lowered two octaves, but it still occasionally popped and cracked.
Regina smoothly switched the subject to Henry's upcoming school debate. When school had started he'd signed up for the debate club. They weren't competitive at a state level, yet, but Henry considered it good practice for a career in litigation and was looking forward to the first debate just four weeks into school. Consequently he was easily distracted from topics such as his parents speaking in some kind of weird sex code.
Dinner was finished and Henry was busy in the kitchen working on the dishes, they bid him goodbye and headed out the front door. Regina wrapped a hand around her wife's bicep as they strolled down their walk and turned left once they reached the sidewalk. "Calm down, darling," the brunette smiled at her wife. Emma was practically vibrating with excitement as they slowly made their way towards downtown. "I'm calm, just excited," she grinned and nodded to Mrs. Jackson out walking her toy poodle. She covered the hand wrapped around her bicep and sighed in content as her wife rested her head on a strong shoulder. In just a few minutes they'd reach Main Street and turned towards Belle's shop. It was just two blocks down from where Mifflin met Main and it took them only a minute to reach the alleyway leading towards the backdoor of the former pawnshop. With a paranoid look up and down the street from Regina and an eyeroll from Emma, they stepped into the alleyway just as the street lamps turned on. Stepping up to solid metal door, the blonde concisely rapped twice smartly on the door.
It was yanked open seconds later, "Jesus, Em, cop knock much?" Ruby complained, "You about gave us a heart attack." Belle joined her in the doorway a soothing hand resting on her girlfriend's upper abdomen, "Hi guys, ignore her. Regina, you look nice today, something different with your hair?" They stepped back so the two women could enter, "No, nothing new dear," Regina touched her hair as though doing so would prove nothing was new. "I hope you don't mind Ruby being here. Yesterday was busier than I expected. The new section is a big hit and she volunteered to help out today," Belle explained as they made their way through the storage section of the back room. She ran the shop on her own, choosing to spend her time there and staff the library that she still managed.
"It's fine, dear," Regina nodded as they stepped into the main part of the shop and turned towards the new door a few feet away that led towards the new section, "I'm glad business is booming," they stepped through and the brunette paused in the doorway to let her magic out and inspect the filtering spell on the entrance, "Who performed the filtering spell?" She asked curiously as she ran her hand along the doorframe, eyes swirling with purple as her magic interacted with what was in place. Emma swallowed and averted her eyes as her face flushed, fuck her wife was hot.
"Jeanie Thompson, she provided a few of the products as well," Belle supplied, watching as her girlfriend moved around the room with the broom she'd abandoned when Emma had knocked. Regina stepped away from the doorway finally, satisfied with the spell in place, "She did a good job, I can't detect any exploitable weakness," she headed towards her wife who was already exploring a shelf of potions. Emma picked a small bottle up and read the label, "Sensitivity potion?" She arched an eyebrow and read the back of the potion, "That's pretty cool, you can drink it for full body increased sensitivity or apply it to specific body parts," she explained to her wife who smiled indulgently at her. "I'm assuming everything has been tested?" Regina asked as she placed the small bottle in the bottom of the wicker basket she'd plucked from the mismatched pile in the corner.
Belle nodded, "Yes everything on the shelfs has been tested," she flushed hotly at some of the memories that she and Ruby had made as they tested charms and potions. Ruby had finished her sweeping and joined them, "Yeah they have," she wrapped an arm around her girlfriend's shoulders and grinned. Belle flushed a deeper red, "If you have any questions, just let us know," she tugged her still grinning lover back into the main part of the store to finish closing up as they let the other couple explore in peace.
"Longevity potion?" Emma examined the little bottle full of clear liquid, "You do not need that one, darling," Regina husked into her ear. Emma cleared her throat with a blush and set the bottle down. They moved on from the potions shelf and looked through the shelf of charms, "Ohh there's a charm for magic cock!" Emma exclaimed giddily, "Of different sizes too!" Regina laughed at her excitement. She glanced back to make sure they were still alone, "You don't really need one," she let her fingertips tease against the denim over her wife's penis. Emma flushed as she twitched in her briefs, "Not right now, no. But I'm kinda addicted to not having to concentrate on keeping it "up" when we're not in a cycle," Emma grinned as she placed one of the black leather charms in the basket, the size label on the package matched her normal size. "You do...let yourself go more when you're not so focused," Regina acquiesced as she placed another charm into the basket, this one for a smaller magic cock, one like what they used for anal. Emma swallowed at that one.
Their eyes landed on same charm then, "Clone charm," Emma read the label aloud and licked her lips. "Still interested in that threesome?" Regina asked in a husky voice, she placed the package into the basket without waiting for an answer. Emma flushed as they explored more of the backroom. Her mind racing with images of what could be done with two of her or two of her wife. Her cock twitched as a particularly vivid image of her wife riding her cock and her face flashed through her mind, "Maybe...maybe we could play around with some...stuff tonight?" Regina smiled, her eyes were dilated and her breathing was deeper than normal as she too had been contemplating their many varied options, "Yes, I want to suck you off while you fuck my cunt," she cupped a cheek and moved in for a kiss.
"I am so sorry!" Belle's voice seperated them before lips could meet, "I just wanted to see if you needed any help," she blushed hotly at the private conversation she'd overheard, "Or had any questions…" she trailed off. Regina cleared her throat, her own face flushed a shade of red, "I did have a question about their use over the town line?" Belle nodded, "The potions have a diluted power, but they do work and the all the charms work at full strength over the line," the shop owner and library manager flushed again as the memory of her and Ruby in the woods, just over the town line in the dark of night and lying naked on her girlfriend's cloak. It had been just a few days before the full moon and Ruby had been at her peak of stamina and energy without the garment. Belle had been sore in places she didn't know could be sore, but it had been completely worth it. She flushed deeper when the image of sitting astride her girlfriend's hips flashed through her mind's eye. Ruby had been wearing one of the larger magic cock charms and her eyes had flashed the yellow of her wolf as they both neared orgasm, moving faster and faster atop the bright red cloak, Ruby literally howling as she came deep inside her lover. A throat cleared and Belle startled out of her memory, "Yes, the charms work wonderfully over the town line," she cleared her own throat and licked suddenly dry lips, "I'll just be…" she gestured towards the doorway leading into the main shop and left the room.
Regina grinned at the woman's retreating back, "Ruby's good for her I think," they browsed a little while longer, made a few more selections, picked up a new bottle of lube from the shelf of non-magical items that Belle had had the forethought to include. It contained more conventional choices, such as lube, condoms, warming and cooling gels a handful of battery powered and brightly colored vibrators. Ruby rang them up as Belle was sorting through some ingredients behind the counter next to her girlfriend. Emma extracted her brown leather wallet from her back pocket that had been a birthday gift from her wife and produced her debit card when Ruby gave them the total. Card swiped, receipt signed and items in a discreet brown paper bag that could've come from any shop, they said farewell to the other couple and left via the backdoor.
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Emma entered their bedroom a little after 10. She'd finished her circuit of the house, checking windows and doors and turning lights out. Her wife had retreated to the bedroom ahead of her and was not surprised to find her wife on the bed atop the blankets, face bare of makeup and wearing only a deep purple silk nighty. She groaned and her cock twitched at the visual of her sexy wife. "About time," Regina husked as she played with the hem of her short night dress, "I was about to start without you." Emma shed her t-shirt and her bra followed it. She was on the bed and kissing her wife in the next second. Regina groaned as they lay side by side. As she cupped her wife's face, she slid a tanned leg over a hip and ground against her wife. A moan left her lips when she could feel her wife's hardening penis through the denim as it pressed against her naked cunt.
Their bodies moved together, "Do you want to…" Regina trailed off biting her lip when they pulled apart to breathe, she glanced over her shoulder at the paper bag on her nightstand. Emma grinned, "Hell, yes," she was off the bed and picking up the bag, "So how does it work?" The blonde asked as she fished around in the bag and retrieved the black leather strap designed to create a magic clone of the wearer. She tore into the package and pulled out the 2 inch wide strip of leather. Regina leaned up, supporting herself on her elbows as she retrieved the packaging and read from the piece of paper with instructions.
She licked her lips and watched her wife inspect the magic cuff, "Technically it doesn't have to be worn around on any specific body part, it adjusts in size to wherever it's placed. Once it's on the clone will appear, but be frozen until the wearer releases it with the word "activate", it can be frozen again with "Deactivate" the deactivate command can be issued by the sexual partner as well as the wearer," Regina rolled her eyes, "How original," she snorted, "Activate and deactivate.. Anyway, once active the clone will be a version of the wearer that is based in the user's sexuality. Any body modifications of the user will not appear on the clone. If you wish to give the clone a designation, you can do so by declaring "Clone, I designate you (insert your chosen name)" and it will imprint the name and respond to it in future sexual encounters. The designation can come from either partner. The charm should only be used by one person, as the clone will be able to learn each time how to better perform," Regina supposed they'd be purchasing a second then. She knew her wife looked forward to having two Queens to please, "If at any time the clone is more than 24 feet away from the wearer it will cease to function until the user is within range again. Please note that the activation word will need to be said again if this happens. The clone will not have verbal skills but will be able to make vocalizations. It will follow verbal directions from the sexual partner as well as the wearer," Regina finished reading and tossed the slip of paper onto her night stand.
Emma grinned as her wife stood from the bed, she gave the band a flick and slapped it across her left upper arm. She shivered and her eyes slid closed as a curious sensation traveled through her. She opened them after a second and gasped at the same time as her wife. There, standing a few feet from them, seemingly frozen in time, was a naked version of herself. Regina wrapped an arm around her waist as she studied the copy. The blonde before them was a duplicate in nearly every way, right down to the currently flaccid penis between her legs, although her wife's was resting somewhere between semi-hard and hard at the moment if the bulge in her jeans was interpreted correctly. The only differences between the two were obviously the leather band wrapped around her wife's upper arm and also the clone didn't have Emma's Lyon flower tattoo. Regina pressed up against her wife then, kissing her and letting their tongues twist together. Hands wrapped around her waist and the brunette groaned at the feeling of her wife's cock, hard against her lower abdomen and she was certain she could feel it throbbing within the tight confines of her lover's briefs and jeans. They pulled apart breathlessly, "Do it, darling. Activate her," she rubbed bodily against her wife's body appreciating the firm muscles, hard cock and soft breasts.
Emma groaned as she palmed a breast, "Activate," she called out into the room. Regina moaned when seconds later a familiar hard naked body was pressed against her back, "Oh, that's a fascinating feeling," the brunette gasped as warm lips kissed the tops of her shoulders and strong arms wrapped around her waist. Her wife pulled her into a deep kiss as she continued massaging her breast. Both hands on her now as fingers pinched and rolled her nipples. She leaned back against the copy of her wife and groaned into the attentions being paid to her neck, "She shares your penchant for hickies, darling," Regina gasped. A hand coming back to bury in blonde hair behind her and she shivered at the feeling of the woman behind her hardening against her. Emma grinned, "Well, she is me...soo…" a tanned hand slapped at her shoulder. "Clone, I designate you, Em," Regina rasped as she rolled her hips forwards and back into her wife and the copy. Emma arched and eyebrow, "Em, huh?" She teased, her hair was tugged and she tugged until her wife was moving towards her chest.
"Oh, God," Regina groaned, as her wife bent to suck a nipple into her mouth. She buried her free hand in her wife's shaggy hair as the two blondes spent long minutes laving attention to her body. Another groan as the copy behind her hardened completely, pressing tightly along her back, mouth suckling at her neck and switching sides as the blonde started a rhythm against her ass, "Fuck. Bed, my love," she moaned when a talented tongue twirled around a nipple and teeth nipped at the turgid flesh. The two Emma's guided her towards the bed, still sandwiched between them. Hands tore at the waist of the jeans that Emma still wore. The blonde helped her shove them and her briefs down strong thighs. Regina moaned into a heady kiss as her wife pressed against her front, they finally reached the bed and she was assaulted with the feeling of two hard cocks pressing against her. One from the front and one from the back. A thought flashed her mind then, of being penetrated by both her wife and the clone at the same time in her two different holes, but she shook the thought away for now, unsure that she could take the size of her anally, let alone at the same time as vaginally. Maybe at a later date when they weren't in a cycle and could use the magic cock charms they had just purchased. She amended her thought, thoroughly enjoying feeling both cocks grinding against her.
Emma sat on the bed and crawled backwards up it, her wife following between her thighs and the copy, gripping the brunette's hips and following along. She groaned as she settled against the pillows at the head of the king size bed and her wife kissed along her jaw and down to her neck. The clone was bent over her back, cock sliding against her wet cunt as the blonde copy brushed soft kisses all across her tanned back. Regina groaned as she sucked a pink nipple into her mouth. The brunette moaned at the attentions as the hardened penis of the woman behind and above her nudged against her clit. She released the nipple with a pop, "Em, go to the bedside table on the right side and get a condom," Regina commanded right before she nipped her way to the neglected nipple. The clone straightened, gave the round ass a firm smack and left the bed. Regina's back arched and she gasped against the mouth full of breast, "Fuck, this is magnificent," she groaned as she kissed and sucked her way down to her wife's defined abdomen. She could feel the hard cock between her breasts and it was quivering in anticipation of the night to come.
Em was back then, behind Regina on the bed, condom package clenched in her fist as she worshipped the tanned ass of the brunette. Emma moaned when a hot tongue dipped into her navel and swirled, "Fuck. Em put the condom on and fuck her cunt," Emma buried hands in dark hair as her wife kissed the very tip of her cock. Regina shivered when she heard the packet rip open. She flicked her tongue over the seeping tip of her wife's twitching penis. She paused her ministrations and let her forehead rest against an inner thigh when she felt the latex covered cock tease through her folds. Em teased against the swollen clit of the woman before her. Regina wrapped a hand around her wife's hardness and returned to her oral ministrations.
Emma arched when her cockhead was sucked into a hot mouth. Her wife's tongue fluttered against her, just below the mushroom head of her. Regina gasped around the hard cock as the woman behind pressed inside, slowing penetrating her, filling her and stretching her open. She stroked the shaft of the cock in her mouth and sucked, trying to concentrate on pleasuring her wife, while also reveling in the thick penis splitting her open. Chocolate eyes slid shut and she pulled away to nibble down her wife's shaft as Em started to move, an easy rhythm of deep, full thrusts that rocked her easily. Emma groaned, her wife really gave the best blow jobs. She looked down to watch the dark head bobbing along her cock, her eyes wandered then and she found herself appreciating her own muscled body moving behind and into her wife. That was a weird thought, she didn't find that she minded though. She knew she had an attractive body, but there was something about watching it now as she received oral attention from her wife. The pale, muscled body was covered already in a thin sheet of glistening sweat as tight abdominals tightened and relaxed as muscled hips drove the hard cock into her wife. Emma groaned as wet heat enveloped her. She looked back at her wife, meeting mirthful eyes as her wife took all of her into her mouth and down her throat.
Regina moaned around the hard cock in her mouth as the blonde behind her sped up. She put both hands on her wife's thighs, letting the thrusting move her bodily as she bobbed, taking her wife in all the way down her throat repeatedly. Emma groaned as the movements further stimulated her penis. She thrust her own hips and clutched her wife's head in her hands as she arched, fucking her lover's mouth. Behind them, Em groaned, hands clenching around tanned hips and moving faster and faster. Regina released the hard cock with a gasp as she sucked in air, "Fuck, she's...you're...God, whatever," her eyebrows furrowed, she could feel the hard cock in her swelling and about to burst inside her. Emma groaned her understanding, "Touch your clit," she instructed her wife. Regina instantly reach between her own legs, strumming quickly over her straining clit, "Em, pull out, come on her ass when you're ready," Regina groaned when she heard the instruction from her wife to the clone. Her own hand stroked faster, he forehead resting against a pale inner thigh, she used the other to stroke her wife faster and faster, determined to get her off as well. Regina cried out as her orgasm started. She ejaculated heavily against the woman behind her. She stroked her wife faster. With a groan, Em let the spasming cunt push her out, she ripped off the condom and jerked herself off a few times before she came with a groan all over the round, tanned ass of the woman before her.
The visual was all Emma needed to push her over the edge, she groaned when a rare sight graced her vision and a single rope of cum splattered across her wife's face before Regina sucked her back into a hot mouth even as she was whimpering through the tail end of her own orgasm, swallowing the rest of her lover's seed.
"Fuck," Regina panted, letting her forehead rest against a creamy inner thigh. Her hand was still wrapped around her wife's softening penis. "You ok?" Emma let her hands rest on tanned shoulders, "Good, so good," Regina gasped still breathing deep. She groaned when the clone pressed tight against her again, "Fuck, deactivate," the clone backed away and stood just off to the side of the bed. The brunette moved up her wife's body, straddling it and cupping her face as they kissed languidly. She stroked at the invading tongue of her wife, suckling it and letting her hips start to roll as her arousal began to rise again. Emma groaned into the kiss as her cock twitched and started to harden before it had really fully softened, "Ready to go again?" She questioned, her hands coming up to rest on tanned hips as she let her body move against her wife.
Regina nodded against her, kissing the blonde again as she reached between them and stroked her wife's cock that was mostly fully hardened again. Her wife activated the clone again at the same time as the brunette raised up onto her knees and slid down on her wife's hard cock. The clone pressed against her back on her knees, Regina groaned as she sat up and moved up and down on her wife's hard cock, letting a hand reach behind her and she twisted her head around to kiss the clone for the first time. The kiss wasn't quite the same, there was level of disconnect that she wasn't used to. She broke the kiss and let herself relax against the body behind her as her hips rolled and ground against her wife. Emma groaned, watching her wife kiss her...self?, it was an interesting visual. She thrust into her wife, then cupped the tanned ass of her lover, pushing her up just enough that she could piston up into her faster and faster.
Regina whimpered at the sensations as her wife was thrusting up into her at an ever increasing pace and the clone mapped her body with massaging hands that stroked, teased and rubbed at her. She reached behind her and wrapped a tanned fist around the hard cock prodding at her lower back. Her eyes slid shut and she let herself give into the attentions. The hard cock moving into her at pace that stole her breath, the hands that had slid to cup a breast and stroke between her thighs. Regina stroked Em faster, appreciating the mouth that sucked at her neck.
Long minutes passed and Emma felt herself tighten and swell as she prepared to come inside her wife, "Fuck, I'm about to come, babe," she groaned aloud as she moved faster. She moved her hands back to full hips, letting Regina move again even as she continued to move up into her. Their bodies moved together, the clone thrusting into the brunette's hand and grinding against the firm, round ass. Emma arched and started to come, her head thrown back as she spurted into the hot cunt wrapped tightly around her. Regina cried out at the feeling of being filled. When Em bit into the juncture of her shoulder and neck, she arched and came against her wife, shuddering and coating her wife with a heavy stream of hot cum. Em groaned into tanned flesh and came along with them, ropes of semen shooting from her and coating Regina's lower back and hips in white fluid.
They all three lay in a panting heap. A full minute passed and Regina removed the cuff from her wife's upper arm. She had preferred the look of it, compared to the original descriptor of anklet, wrapped around a muscled arm. The weight of the clone disappeared from her back and she snuggled tighter against her wife. They both groaned when the shifting allowed Emma's softened cock to slip free on a trickle of mixed fluid, "God, I love you," the brunette murmured sleepily. Lord knew they'd done more and gone longer, but it had been a long weekend of utilizing their chances for pregnancy. She slid off to her side of the bed and kept a leg over one of her wife's thighs. Emma smiled, her eyes shut and a look of contentment on her face, "Now and always, babe," she kissed dark hair. Magic shimmered between them then and Emma glanced down at her hips, "Well that's convenient timing," she murmured, observing that her penis had faded away as the cycle ended.