Growing Closer

Alexa watches Sarah brush her long blond hair, the older woman's breasts heavy and bare. They have grown so close since her father left, yet this new feeling—hot, dizzying—still takes Alexa by surprise. When Sarah turns for bed, Alexa darts forward, presses her mouth to hers, and blurts out what she wants. Sarah hesitates, then gives in. She drops onto her back, parts her legs, and lets the girl climb over her face. Alexa lowers herself, tongue darting, and Sarah moans into the soft heat above her. Alexa’s mouth moves to those big tits next, sucking, squeezing, drawing sighs from the woman who raised her. Sarah’s voice cracks: don’t tell anyone. Alexa answers by spreading her stepmother open, tongue finding the silver ring through her clit, licking and sucking until Sarah’s hips buck hard. She comes loud. Then it’s Alexa’s turn. Sarah leans in, tongue wet and quick, fingers sliding inside her. Alexa shakes, thighs tight around Sarah’s head, and comes with a broken cry. She shifts, settles her cunt against Sarah’s, and grinds in slow circles until the wet slide pushes her over again. They trade places. Sarah sets a hard, practiced rhythm, hips snapping until Alexa’s second climax crashes through her. Spent, Sarah swings a leg over Alexa’s mouth, rides her tongue, and comes once more, dripping down the girl’s chin.