Vacation Sex

Aidra and Ivy were killing time poolside when their boyfriends called about the flat. That was the only cue the girls needed. Kissing turned hungry fast. Aidra gripped Ivy’s hair, lips sliding over collarbones, over lace until Ivy dropped back onto the lounger. Her panties came off in one pull. Wet. Swollen. Aidra pressed her mouth against it and stayed there, licking hard, one hand flat on Ivy’s stomach to keep her pinned. Ivy writhed and cursed, legs twitching with each stroke of Aidra’s tongue. Then she flipped the favor, pulled Aidra up, spread her open on the cushion, and buried her face between those smooth thighs until Aidra shook and came loud enough for the neighbors to hear if the wind carried it. Neither of them wanted it slow after that. Ivy swung a leg over Aidra’s hips, lowered herself until slick pussy met slick pussy, and they rocked into a slick, grinding rhythm. Hips snapped. Clits dragged. The chaise creaked in time with the wet sound of their cunts sliding and slapping until both girls seized, locked, breath catching, coming so hard their thighs trembled. Best trip they’d had so far.