Wet and Willing

Kendra leans against the doorframe, eyes bright. She's got plans tonight, and the way her voice lifts tells Karlee exactly how keyed up she feels. Wants Karlee to tag along and meet the friend; Karlee smiles, shakes her head. Some quiet time in a tub sounds better. Steam hangs low when Karlee finally sinks in. The water laps just beneath her nipples. She cups her breasts, soaps them slowly, watches the suds slide between her fingers. One heartbeat later there's a knock, then Kendra steps inside saying the shower broke and she needs to get clean, too. Before Karlee can answer, clothes hit the floor and Kendra climbs in behind her. Hands reach around and take over the washcloth. Kendra's touch firms, squeezing Karlee's tits until soap suds overflow her palms. Karlee's breath hitches, hesitation and want colliding low in her stomach. She tries to say something sensible about roommates and lines, but Kendra's mouth finds hers first. They kiss deep. One of Kendra's hands drops between Karlee's thighs and pushes two fingers inside her in one steady stroke. Karlee whimpers against her tongue, hips lifting. Kendra pumps hard, palm rocking over her clit until Karlee breaks with a hoarse cry, pussy fluttering around those thrusting fingers. They stagger, still dripping, into the bedroom. Kendra shoves Karlee flat and straddles her face, lowering slick folds onto an eager tongue. Her head tips back as Karlee licks and sucks her swollen clit. Fingers twist in wet hair; thighs shake. Both girls finish gasping and shaking, then collapse in a tangle of legs. After a minute, Karlee props herself up on an elbow. 'Your date...' Kendra laughs softly, brushes damp strands from Karlee's cheek. 'Cancel it. This feels like the better plan.'