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Home | Annie X Smoke X Lucinda (Black Fem OC)

Home Part I.

Pairing: Elijah ‘Smoke’ Moore (Sinners) x Annie (Sinners) x Lucinda (Black Fem OC) (Woman in GIF: Yseult)

Summary: Lucinda is doing her chores at Annie’s shop when the latter’s estranged husband, Smoke, returns following a long stay in Chicago, where they engaged in a very tense conversation that ends in a long session.

Warnings: SMUT, 18+, a bit lengthy, threesome (f-m-f), oral (m receiving, f receiving), fingering, mastrubating, handjob, titty sucking/playing, slight choking, slight vouyerism, face riding, slapping, slight worshipping, angst, snowballing (hehe), saliva play, creampie, aftercare, emotional feelings, mentions of death, Hoodoo practicing, slight knife play, cursing, smoking, drinking, slight pregnancy ritual (but it’s not who you think), slight spoilers

Parts: II • III • IV • Epilogue • Prequel

Dividers Made By: @uzmacchiato

THIS IS MY WORK, SO PLEASE DO NOT STEAL IT.

Inside a wooden brown home, on a huge king sized bed, laid two curvy black women, sleeping peacefully with nothing on in the hot airy room.

Surrounded by candles, minerals, jars of different liquids and herbs, this was the work done by Annie, who practices Hoodoo and her Louisiana Creole girlfriend that follows and helps around, Lucinda.

The sun shines through the window, reflecting on the women. A few minutes go by and Lucinda is awoke, rubbing her eyes. She sits up, looking around to make sure nothing seemed off before looking at Annie, who is still sleeping.

She traces over her face, admiring her beautiful features that enhances her face as she checks to see if she’s still wearing her mojo bag necklace Annie made her as soon as they started seeing each other.

“Annie.” as she kisses her cheek, waiting to see if she moves.

Annie moves a bit, but is not fully awake. Lucinda laughs, gently moving herself between Annie’s legs as she kisses her lips a few times, placing her arms on the outers of Annie’s hips.

“Get up. We have to open shop really soon.” Lucinda whispers as she traces over one of Annie’s breasts, hearing her breathing pitch up a bit.

“Stop…..just a….few more…minutes.” she said in a sleepy voice, gently pushing Lucinda back before adjusting her head on the pillow.

Lucinda chuckles before taking herself into Annie’s mouth, giving her a sloppy kiss and massaging her breasts. Annie slightly fights back, letting herself succumb to Lucinda’s attack.

She breaks the kiss, beginning to place them on her neck, breasts, and stomach as she trails lower and lower to her pussy, stopping as it comes into her view.

“What are y….you doing, Lucin…da?” asked Annie.

“I’m hungry.” replied Lucinda as she spreads Annie’s legs open, placing one leg on her shoulder as her hand traces over the outline of her clothed lips.

Annie lets out a quiet moan, rubbing Lucinda’s arm as she pushes her underwear to the side, feeling her breath blowing at her dripping heat.

Lucinda pushes on her clit, watching more essence spill out of her, wetting up her finger. She looks at Annie, who is still half asleep before placing her tongue inside her hole, beginning to suck and flick around it.

“Fuck….” moaned Annie, now fully awake and arching her back a bit.

Lucinda smiles, letting out a POP! sound as she removes her tongue, seeing a trail of her saliva connecting to it.

“You’re so wet for me…” she whispers, licking her clit before diving back in, speeding up her pace.

Annie lets out a few expletives, feeling herself getting hotter and intense the more quick Lucinda’s tongue and mouth was moving.

Suddenly, Lucinda stops, sitting herself up. Grabbing her hips, she pulls Annie into a lay down position, but her waist and legs are bent towards her, making her have easier access to her pussy.

“You good?” she asked, locking eyes with her.

Annie nods feverishly before Lucinda resumed, this time rubbing her clit in a circular, right motion, causing Annie to squirm a bit.

“Don’t. Do tha—fuck!” yelped Annie as Lucinda inserted a finger inside, pumping in and out.

“I don’t run from you when you got me like this. Don’t do that with me.” said Lucinda.

She stops, placing her mouth over her hole again and begins eating her out, causing Annie to let out a variety of moans.

Lucinda slaps her thighs a few times, feeling her tense up a bit before relaxing again as she continuously licks over a sweet spot, making Annie speak in a different language.

“Maṣe dawọ duro. Ahọn rẹ jẹ ki inu mi dun! (Don’t stop. Your tongue is making me feel good.)” yelled Annie, trying to filp them over, but Lucinda holds her in position with her legs pinned against her, licking and slurping everything in a sloppy way.

Annie feels her climax building with each swipe, making her cry out in tears as she tugs on the sheets, being unable to move. She looks at the picture of her and Smoke at their wedding on her nightstand, slamming it down before placing her hand on Lucinda’s hair and pushing her face deeper into her heat.

Lucinda obliges, pushing in to the point she can’t breathe, but is consumed by lust to finish making Annie release all over her.

“Let me cum please. I need it.” whispers Annie, grabbing one of Lucinda’s hands and cupping it around one of her breasts.

Lucinda squeezes it, speeding up her finger and tongue, feeling Annie gripping around both. She moans, letting the vibrations add on to her attack.

“Cumming. Cumming!” yells Annie as her release washes over her body, making herself squirt and spaz in Lucinda’s grip.

Lucinda lifts up her head, face fully soaked from her essence as she watches Annie come down from her high, gently laying her lower half down on the bed before getting up going to the bathroom.

Annie catches her breath, reliving the moment that just happened while filling the soreness grow. She slowly drifts back to sleep when suddenly, she felt something wet between her legs.

She opens her eyes, seeing Lucinda wiping away her essence with a wet cloth, holding a bowl in her hand. She dipped the cloth into the ball and brings it up to her breasts, wiping her chest.

“You know you don’t have to do this..” said Annie.

Lucinda chuckles, bringing the cloth to her hands and wiping them as well.

“We’re behind schedule. Today feels like it’s gonna be one of those chaotic days.” She replied, placing a kiss on one of them.

“Every day is chaotic when practicing what we do. Life can be very unpredictable.” said Annie.

“Mmhm. Now get dressed so we don’t have angry customers questioning why we’re not opened.” said Lucinda.

She gives Annie a kiss before walking to the bathroom, pouring the bowl out as she starts washing her face.

Annie gets up, walking toward the closet and vanity as she looks through what she wants to wear. She sees the photo of her, Smoke, and their infant daughter hanging up, making her grab it to hold.

“Oh how I miss the both of you..” she whispers, holding the photo to her chest as tears begin to form in her eyes.

Lucinda watches from the bathroom, knowing how much pain him leaving to go to Chicago with his brother and the death of their daughter caused on Annie.

Inside the small shop consists of candles, herbs, oils, incenses, tarot cards, bowls, books, statuary, posters, and altars as both women are working, fixing up the shop.

Lucinda is refilling the mini jars of cinnamon and different herbs as Annie organizes the candles, making sure they are aligned perfectly.

Small movements on the steps caused both women to look at the door, seeing two small children enter.

“Afternoon, Miss Annie and Miss Lucinda!” said the little girl as she and her little brother walked up to the counter where Annie was.

“Afternoon, little ones.” said Annie, a smile formed on her face.

“What can we help you with?” asked Lucinda.

“Our mama sent us here to pick up some snack powder.” said the little brother.

“Sack, Donny. Saaack.” said the little sister, looking at her brother, who laughs.

Lucinda chuckles, adoring the mispronunciation of satchel from both kids as Annie steps up, walking them to a shelf of different ones.

“I think I can help with that. Did she say which one in particular?” asked Annie.

“Something with luck. And….benny mat?” said the little girl.

Banishment. The word she’s trying to pronounce is banishment.

Annie nods before taking out a tray of them, looking through each one. Lucinda finished the last jar, placing them on the table. She grabs a sun hat and puts it on, walking towards a corner.

“Ima go water and trim the flowers and herbs, Annie.” she said, grabbing the water can and garden tools sack.

Annie nods as she watches Lucinda walk to the back, turning her attention back to the children.

In the small garden that stays behind the shop, Lucinda is trimming branches and dead plants, throwing them into the bag near her.

“My, my. You blue hydrangeas have gotten so beautiful the last time I see ya.” she said, rubbing her fingers over the petals.

She moves to the sage and flax seed next to it, adding a bit of water to it so it doesn’t get ruined. She cuts off some lavender, placing them in her chest pocket, before resuming watering and trimming.

It took a lot of conviction to Annie to add flowers to the garden to update its appearance when they first began to see each other. She was against the idea, saying they were “ruin” her herbs with all of their different chemicals, but Lucinda convinced her to expand the garden to give each plant some space and making sure that they don’t mix in with each other.

She notice a group of blooming baby breaths next to the chamomile, gently picking them out instead of cutting them. She examines them, taking in its very soft and small details that Annie was telling her about, understanding why she likes them so much.

She gets up, walks over to the grave of Annie and Smoke’s daughter, which had a bottle of sugar, a blueish paper, and a rock with the baby’s hand print laying on top. She gently places them next to the bottle, fixing their appearance before standing up.

“You don’t know me…but your mama has told me about you, little one.” she said, looking at the hand print.

The story of how Annie and Smoke met is a little confusing to her, but she remembers some important details: they met after him and his brother returned from serving in World War I. He was a bit weirded out with her Hoodoo practices, but respect it everything she did. Their relationship caused a slight strain between him and his brother, who clearly had different lifestyles as his brother was running around, getting himself in trouble and fucking other peoples women. They got married very fast and soon after that, she became pregnant with their daughter. However, just a few weeks after she was born, she passed unexpectedly.

Lucinda never asked how, but she always felt the pain each time Annie mentions her. This caused a strain in their marriage as Smoke blamed her practices for her death as it should’ve protected her as well and immediately left to work in Chicago with his brother, never contacting her once ever.

She doesn’t understand how can someone who married and welcomed a child with not contact their spouse for years, but life goes on and hopefully, Annie moved on.

Lucinda walks back to the garden, resuming her work. As she dumps out the sack of dead plants and branches into the trash, she hears a car pulling up.

Taking out her knife, she hides behind the cornerstone, making sure she isn’t visible to whoever it is in that car. The car door slams, with footsteps moving. She peers from the corner, waiting to see who is this individual walking back here.

Coming into her view, a man in a blue plaid tailor suit, wearing a blue wool hat, walks up to the grave, holding a bouquet of white hydrangeas. He kneels, gently placing them behind the rock before tracing over the grave, sniffling.

“Pa was here.” he mumbles. “Pa was here.”

Smoke. That’s who that was is what Lucinda said to herself.

She walks out, carefully not making noise or else, he will see her until she stops when Annie comes out, looking at her.

“What’s going on?” she asked before turning her head.

Seeing Smoke at their daughter’s grave, she pauses, intensely breathing quiet as she watches him get up and look at her, stunned at her and Lucinda standing there.

“You’re back.” said Annie, with anger slightly peaking in her tone.

He removes his hat, showing more of his tearful face, wiping them away.

“Yeah. I am.” he replied, a small smile appearing on his face.

As much as she wanted to hear the reason why he hasn’t contacted or sent anything to Annie in the years he’s been gone, Lucinda can feel herself getting anger, not wanting to snap at him.

“Mm.” whispered Lucinda, grabbing the things and walking towards the shop.

“I’ll let y’all talk.” she utters, ignoring Smoke’s intense gaze.

Annie nods, walking forward to stand more in his view.

“How you been?” he asked.

“Busy. Running the shop and living my life to deal with the emptiness you left me with.” Annie replied bitterly.

Lucinda pulls the blinds shut, not wanting to hear more of the conversation. She looks at the children, who are still here, examining each powder, trying to figure out the ones their mother wants.

“Y’all doing okay?” she asked.

“Yeah!” they said in unison.

“Alright, let me know if you need any help. I’ll be here, cleaning off the tools and wash my hands.” she said, placing the tools in the sink.

The children nodded, continuing to look at the powder as Lucinda turns on the water, grabbing the sponge and soap.

A few minutes goes by and Annie reenters the shop, walking to Lucinda, who just finished washing her hands after cleaning the tools.

As she’s drying her hands with a towel, Annie wraps her hands around her waist, pulling into an embrace.

“Woah. What are you doing?” ask Lucinda, cut off guard by that.

“I can’t give you love?” asked Annie, placing a kiss on her neck.

“Yeah but…. You still got some young customers in here and I don’t think they should see that.” whispered Lucinda, tilting her head towards the children.

Annie pecks her lips, gently squeezing her hip before walking towards the kids.

“I’ll take care of them.” she whispered, winking at Lucinda before turning her attention back to the kids.

Lucinda smiles, removing her sun hat placing on the counter before turning around to see Smoke in the door frame, staring at her before walking in and examining the whole room. Lucinda stares back, a fiery scrunity now settling over her.

“That’s all for you guys?” ask Annie as she places some of the powder into a little bag.

”That’s all, Miss Annie.” said the little girl.

The little boy hands over the two dollars to Annie, who takes it as she hands the bag to the girl.

“Be careful with walking home with that powder now. I don’t want your mama coming in here, crazy because of something that happened.” she said, stepping aback and placing the money on the counter.

“Thank you, Miss Annie.” said the little boy.

“Bye, Miss Lucinda!” the little girl.

Lucinda waves at them as they walk out, leaving her, Annie, and Smoke in the shop, silence brewing in the air.

“Why do you like taking that money when I can give you real money?” he asks, picking up the money off the counter.

Annie whips out her blade, holding it to Smoke’s throat as he takes out a band of money to hand to her.

“I don’t want that blood money you bought up in here.” she replied.

“Girl, if you don’t get that blade away from me-“

“Or what? You’re gonna abandon her again, but take her money along with you?” asked Lucinda, cutting him off.

Smoke snapped his eyes at her, annoyed that she butted herself in.

“You’re gonna let this woman—“

“Lucinda is my name, thank you.”

Smoke huffs, clearing his throat before looking at Annie.

“You’re gonna let LUCINDA talk to me like that?” he said in a loud voice.

“She can do what she wants. Considering she filled in what you left. Now give me my money back before I cut you.” said Annie, pushing the blade slightly into his neck.

Smoke sighs, handing her back the money. She takes it, putting the blade away. Lucinda rolls her eyes, taking out the lavender in her pocket.

“You know which bowl is not filled with any of the sands?” she asked, looking at each bowl on the surface.

“The cracked white one.” said Annie.

Lucinda grabs it, placing the lavender inside and crushing it with a pestle. Grabbing a rolling paper, she sprinkles some lavender inside before grabbing some grinned chamomile in a jar and sprinkling some of it as well.

“You’re not gonna tell me more about your little follower you got in here?” said Smoke, walking around the front of the shop.

“You come back after eight years of no contact and now wants to run shit because your little adventure with your brother has ended. I guess that’s how the relationship of the SmokeStack twins goes, huh?” said Lucinda, rolling up the paper into a cigarette.

“Mm. You just like Stack. Running your mouth, knowing what trouble you might get into.” said Smoke, sitting in a chair.

“That’s funny. I don’t see any trouble in this room right now. Better yet, a real man.” she replied, cutting her eyes to Smoke.

Annie looks at her with a pleading expression, begging her to stop.

“Really? What does a real man look like to you?” he asked, looking at the both of them.

“Supportive. Loving. Communicative. Happy. Making sure his family, including his wife, is good. Not just leaving because life is getting tough and you need a way out.” she replied, crossing her arms together.

“Huh….” is all he could say, his anger slowly rising.

“Mmhm. I get it’s common for you to do that since you did fight in the war. But wow. Abandoning your grieving wife is quite a new low for you, Smoke.”

“Lucinda, that’s enough!” said Annie, standing in front of her.

“No, no. Let her continue. Pretty sure it’s the practices you’re teaching that’s coming through.” he said, standing up.

Annie looks at him, infuriated as Lucinda chuckles, placing the cigarette in her pocket before slowly walking up to him.

“Teaching, aye? You mean the teaching that has protected you and Stack over the years you’ve been gone? How you’re still able to stand up here with all limbs and how you haven’t put a fucking bullet through your head? I wish I had discovered this much sooner this because if I did, maybe my husband, who served in the same war you fought in, would still be here with me haven’t he not gone crazy and took himself out.”

“Baby, please.” whispered Annie.

“No.” she replied, looking at her. “Because I’m sick of him constantly shitting on this as if every bad that has happened to him was avoided because of it and you’re only taking it because you married him. I’m not doing that shit this time because if it’s all such hearsay to him…”

She rips open Smoke’s coat, revealing a mojo bag necklace he’s wearing underneath, shocking him. Annie, with a surprised look, walks up to him, touching the bag.

“Why is he still wearing it? Hm? You would think he took that shit off, but surprisingly, no. Just all talk like the rest of them..”

“All talk? Like I’m not the one who keeps my brother in check every single time we’re doing something?!” he yells, getting in Lucinda’s space.

“Both of you, stop!” said Annie, pushing him back a bit.

“You wanna know why I don’t believe in it, but I’m still wearing this? She made it. Every single day I was gone, I always remember that Annie was with me. Through the good. The bad. The ugly. I never took this off, even when I was showering. That’s my ode to her.” he said, holding the mojo bag up.

“What I don’t understand how can all this work for me…..but did nothing when our daughter died? Was she a sacrifice for all of the things we did? Can you answer that? Or you don’t know either?” he added, staring her down.

Annie looks at the both of them as a hazy vision comes over, making the room blurs out a bit as Lucinda looks at him, matching her energy.

She questions if it’s even worth responding, considering he’s hardheaded and anything he says could make things worse. She looks down, noticing how tense his body was until she got to his dick, which was throbbing through his pants.

Is he getting hard off this? she asked herself, contemplating if she should mention it or just let it go. She sighs, looking at him again, who was waiting for a response.

“….I couldn’t tell you. But what I do know is I would never bring up a dead person in the midst of a conversation. Especially calling them a “sacrifice”. Cause that was her child too. And that was something you were just crying over when you first got here. You can believe in anything you want…..but I would never disrespect a deceased baby of someone I love. That’s all I have to say.” said Lucinda, turning away.

Smoke is about to say something, but Annie silences, taking the mojo bag off his neck. Lucinda blinks, trying to prevent the tears from falling as she grabs a glass from the cabinet, a bottle of whiskey, and a lighter.

Annie opens the mojo bag, pouring all of it into a bowl as she lights up candles and an incense as Smoke grabs a smoke pipe, lighting it up.

“Bring that whiskey to me, please.” she asked, looking at Lucinda.

The latter walks over, pouring some in her glass before placing the bottle on the table. Before she sits down, she looks at Annie, gently rubs her face before giving her a kiss, squeezing her ass.

Smoke smiles a bit, inhaling the pipe as Lucinda breaks the kiss, taking a seat in the chair near the table. Annie licks her lips, pouring a bit of a whiskey into the bowl and on the table before citing a spell quietly, bowing her hands as they watch her.

“Why are you here?” she asked, looking at Smoke.

“Stack and I are having our grand opening of the juke tonight.” as he blew some smoke out, not looking at her. “We was hoping you and her can cook for us. Was thinking some catfish. About a 1000 people.”

Lucinda sideeyes him as she lights up her cigarette, inhaling some of the lavender and chamomile. Annie stares at him, not believing what he’s actually saying.

“Elijah…..” she said, making him look at her.

“Why are you really here?” she asked again, the candles flickering.

Smoke looks down, clearing his throat as he looks at Annie again, guilt running all over his face. Lucinda downs her whiskey before pouring a new one.

“…..I love you. And I miss you. I miss us. I’m sorry….” he said, his voice trembling on the last one.

Lucinda looks at Annie, who is now on the verge of tears. She walks over to Smoke, who pulls her into an emotional embrace, laying his head on her chest as she consoles.

Lucinda looks away, wondering if she should leave and let them be as she feels like she’s invading their privacy. As she looks up, she sees them making out with each other, with Annie wrapping her hand around Smoke’s throat.

Lucinda becomes enthralled at the sight, feeling herself getting wet as Annie moves her other hand toward Smoke’s private area, gripping his throbbing dick. He winces, feels himself get harder as her grip around his throat tightens a bit.

“Ara rẹ ko gbagbe mi (Your body didn’t forget me).” she whispered, moaning at his hot breath breathing over her chest as he stands up, putting his mouth over hers again.

Lucinda puffs out the remaining of her cigarette before getting up, slowly walking over to them. She stands behind Annie, caressing her side as she begins kissing all over her neck and shoulder.

Annie moans, pulling away from Smoke to make out with her, turning her body to rub against hers as she rubs her ass against Smoke’s print, earning a few slaps on her cheeks.

She breaks the kiss, moving to the side as she pulls Smoke and Lucinda close, stopping at a certain distance.

“Go ahead. It’s just me here.” whispered Annie.

Lucinda and Smoke hesitated for a bit before kissing, both fighting for dominance. Annie smiles, turned on by her husband and her girlfriend making out with each other. Carefully, she slides her hand under Lucinda’s dress and into her panties, fondling her clit as she slide her other one into Smoke’s pants and into his underwear, jacking off his dick.

Both lovers break the kiss to gasp and moan, but Annie stops, shaking her head.

“I didn’t say you can stop now. Continue and I’ll resume my play.” she said, looking at the both of them.

Lucinda grabs Smoke’s face and continues kissing him, biting his lips in the process as Annie resumes, speeding up her pace.

Annie growls at Lucinda’s essence and Smoke’s pre-cum wetting up her hands, forming a puddle in her panties. She removes her hands, standing up to remove her dress as they broke the kiss again, lips all swollen.

“Strip. Now.” utters Annie, removing her panties.

The lovers followed, with Lucinda being the quickest to removing her clothes as Smoke got his underwear off finally, his dick swaying up and down.

“Sit.” she orders him, point at the chair.

He obliges, sitting down and making sure his legs stay open. She walks up, kneeling in between them as she turns to Lucinda, motioning her to do the same, scooting over a bit. She obliges, getting into her exact position.

“Follow along.” she whispers before giving Lucinda a kiss.

She grabs Smoke’s dick and begins jerking it, making him flinch a bit. She grabs Lucinda’s hand and places it above her, motioning her to stroke. Both women began moving their hands, creating a sensual sensation for Smoke, who is fighting so hard to not release all over them.

Annie takes his tip into her mouth, beginning to bobble her head up and down as Lucinda fondles her breast, watching in awe.

“Fuck……” mumbled Smoke, throwing his head back.

“Suck that dick real good, Annie.” whispered Lucinda, placing kisses all over her shoulder.

Annie sucks for a few more minutes before removing her mouth, bringing Lucinda’s mouth to his tip and watching her engulf it, moaning at the sight. The latter begins moving her head up and down at a fast pace, her saliva coating her and Annie’s hands.

“Mo fe ki o gun oju mi (I want you to ride my face).” whispered Annie as she removes her hand and gets into position under her.

Lucinda lifts up a bit without missing a beat as Annie guides her back down onto her face, positioning her pussy over her mouth, tighten her grip as she begins to eat her out.

“Mmm fuck!” she moaned around Smoke’s dick as she begins grinding her hips over Annie’s face, creating a rhythm.

Smoke grabs a handful of her hair and begins pumping his hips against her face, practically face fucking her. She makes incoherent sounds, taking in the arousing position she’s currently in.

“That’s right. Slop my shit up with that reckless mouth of yours.” he said, forcing her to look at him.

He pulls her off, slapping the tip all over her face and tongue before reinserting it, watching her bop her head up and down. Annie begins rubs her clit fast, making her whimper and try to get up, but Smoke hold hers down, grinding his hips into her face.

“You don’t run from her when she got you like this. Don’t do that now that I’m back.” he added.

Lucinda feels herself getting close to release, speeding up her hips and mouth, not caring about how sensitive she’s about to feel afterwards.

Finally, her release washes over her, with her moaning loud, her hips bucking, and squirting all over Annie’s face as Smoke holds her head down, shooting his seed down her throat as he lets out so many expletives.

Lucinda falls to the side, catching her breath as Annie lays next to her, catching hers as well.

Smoke stands up, jerking his dick as he looked at the two beautiful women glistening from the sun reflecting on them. He smiled, looking at the time on his watch before looking back at them.

“We ain’t got much time, so who wanna go first?” he asked with a smirk in face.

Both women smiled weakly as they opened their legs, exposing their soaking pussy to him.

“Oh? I see I got options.” he mumbled before kneeling in front of them.

Sounds of excessive moaning, skin slapping, and the floor creaking fills the room as Smoke fucks Annie while she and Lucinda are in a 69 position, with the latter slobbing down her pussy.

“You missed this, didn’t you?” he asked, pulling Annie close to his chest.

“Yes, yes! Don’t stop please!” she replied, feeling him kiss her ear as Lucinda flicks, her tongue fast.

Smoke slams his hips into her ass hard, filling himself poking a sweet spot inside her, which is making her moan loud.

He stops, push her down towards Lucinda’s pussy, where she began sucking on her clit as he resumes fucking her.

“Oh shit!” cried Lucinda, feeling very overstimulated.

Annie kisses her lips a few times before slurping it, gently plumping her fingers inside. Smoke chuckles, slapping her ass a few times before speeding up his pace, giving her brutal strokes.

Annie whines, squeezing around his shaft as his tip continuously hits her sweet spot, rubbing Lucinda’s clit very hard.

“I’m about to cum.” said Lucinda, gripping down on Annie’s fingers.

“Same, mmm! Same!” said Annie, throwing it back to speed it up.

Smoke wraps his hand around Annie’s neck and slightly chokes her, feeling his own release approaching at well while matching her pace.

“Let’s all cum together then!” he grunted as he continuously slams into Annie, feeling her walls tightening around him.

A few moments later, Lucinda and Annie’s release washes over both women, with each squirting all over each other’s face, moaning in unison.

Smoke yells “Shit!” before filling Annie up with his cum, coating up her womb, moaning at the feeling. As he removed himself, he watches his seed slide out, drip down Annie’s lips and into Lucinda’s mouth, who slurps every last bit of it up.

“You’re so nasty….” he whispered, rubbing his tip all over Lucinda’s mouth.

A dazed Lucinda smiles, sucking the tip as Annie removes herself, watching these two from afar. Suddenly, an idea came into her head, making her get up to grab something.

“Everything okay?” asked Smoke with a concerned look on his face.

Annie goes through the bottles of oils, looking at each one until she finally found the sandalwood and lavender, walking back over to them.

“I have an idea and you have to trust me on it.” she replied as she kneeled next to Lucinda.

“….dont tell me it’s one of those bullshit magic things you’re attempting.” he said, getting up but is stopped by Lucinda.

“You’re hard again…..” she said quietly, gently stroking his dick.

Smoke tenses, wanting to remove her hand but won’t as Annie looks at him, tears slightly forming.

“Please……it’s for me and you. She’s perfect for it and it can help us heal from her.” she whispers, grabbing his hand.

Smoke sighs, looking at the time on his watch again before looking at her.

“Guess I can spare some more time. But if it’s doesn’t work…..we’ll try naturally again. Understood?” he said, grabbing her hand.

Annie nods. Smoke repositions Lucinda on her back as Annie opens and rubs the oil over Smoke’s dick and Lucinda’s pussy.

“Mu oyun ni ilera ati ọmọ. Ko si ohun dudu ti yoo wọ inu rẹ. (Bring her a healthy pregnancy and baby. Nothing dark will come inside her).” is what Annie chanted as she rubs some over her breasts, hearing her whimper a bit.

“It tingles a bit.” said Lucinda.

“That means it’s working. Come on. Get in position, Elijah.” she added, bringing Lucinda’s legs to her chest, holding them open.

Smoke spreads the excessive oil around his balls and pelvic area before lining himself up at her entrance, rubbing the tip around it.

“You ready, Lu?” he asked, looking at her.

“We’re at nicknames now?” she replied, smiling a bit.

“Yeah now that you about to be family.” he replied, grabbing her legs to hold them down.

He inserts slowly, making her groan a bit and him cursing under his breath.

“Careful now.” said Annie.

“You just took all of me when you were riding me while Annie was on my face. How you tight yet again?” he asked, filling her up with the rest of him, making her pant hard.

“I think it’s the oil…..you feel much bigger inside me now.” she replied, wrapping her hands around his waist.

Smoke looks at Annie, who motions him to start. Going at a steady pace, he begins fucking, gripping her legs to hold himself up.

“Shit….” whispered Lucinda, feeling him getting closer and closer to her sweet spot.

He removes his hands and wraps them around her neck, adding some pressure. She begins rubbing her clit, slowly building up her release as Smoke speeds up his strokes.

“God, you look sexy as hell, doing that in front of my wife.” he grunted, slamming a little rough into her, making her moan louder.

“Annie..please. Touch me.” she whimpers, locking eyes with her.

Removing her hands from holding her legs, Annie wraps her hands around Lucinda’s breasts and begins fondling them, earning a moan from her.

Smoke chuckles, kissing Annie before grabbing Lucinda’s face and giving her a fat sloppy kiss as he deepens his strokes, moaning at her getting adjust to his size again. Her incoherent sounds overpowers his, making her fall into a deep sexual haze.

“Oh my god….I’m getting close.” he moans, grinding his hips. “I can feel myself aching for a release.”

“That’s good. Continue doing her.” said Annie, removing her hands and getting up to grab the oil.

Lucinda whines about Annie not touching her anymore, until Smoke lowers his head, taking one of them into his mouth to suck and using one of his hands to find out the other, his strokes becoming sloppy.

“Keep doing that. You’re about to bring me to mines.” she said, wrapping her legs around his waist, which he groans in response.

Annie stands behind them, pouring some oil into her hands. She massages his balls, hoping it will help with his release.

Finally, he gives one final stroke before shooting inside her, letting out tearful moans as he pulsates as a gleeful Annie watches. Lucinda’s release follows, letting out some whimpers as she holds onto Smoke tightly.

He lays on an exhausted Lucinda, catching his breath as Annie heads to the sink, filling a bowl up with water.

“What the hell did you…mmm. What did you put in that shit?” he asked, feeling himself shooting even more inside Lucinda.

“Special ingredients that will help with having a healthy pregnancy. And a healthy, long lasting baby.” she replied, grabs a towel before walking back over.

“Or babies.” added Lucinda, feeling Smoke smirk.

Carefully, Smoke pulls out, making sure nothing spills out before lay against the chair, catching his breath.

Annie kneels next to Lucinda, dipping the towel into the ball, and begins wiping her skin at a gentle pace.

“……I love you.” said Smoke.

“I know, Smoke.” replied Annie.

“….her too.” he added.

Lucinda laughs weakly, closing her eyes a bit to rest as Annie cleans her.

The trio rides in the car together, with Lucinda sitting in the middle of the couple, rolling up a lavender cigarette for Smoke.

“You know I only smoke tobacco, right?” said Smoke.

“Well, this is much healthier cause I don’t want that smell getting all over my clothes…..or the baby.” replied Lucinda, lighting up the cigarette before placing it in his mouth.

Smoke inhales, blowing some out before nodding his head, impressed with the taste. Lucinda hands it over to Annie, who takes it to finish the rest.

“You sure it’s gonna be a thousand people tonight?” asked Annie.

“More like a 100 probably. We just wanna have enough catfish for everyone to eat.” he replies.

“You guys are not worried about the KKK showing up?” asked Lucinda.

“They won’t. Or else, Stack and I will gladly take them out.”

She nods before laying her head on Annie’s shoulder. She’s excited to see their juke joint come to life, but something inside tells her that this night is not gonna go smooth but can’t detect why….

A/N: Started this Sunday because I can’t get this damn film out of my head and now I’m glad that I finished this today. I am hoping to finish the other three parts that are planned. Otherwise, thanks for reading!

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