Cream On #1 - Part 3

Two women tangle in the dim light backstage. Dark curls brush gold strands. The Black woman leans back against the vanity while the white one drops to her knees between her legs. Wet noise. Fingers curl. A tongue drags slow over swelling folds, tasting salt and heat. The first woman moans, hips pushing forward, grabbing the counter with both hands. Then the other rises, legs spread on the stool now, while her partner reaches for the sleek silicone toy resting beside the palettes. She presses it in, inch by inch, watching the way pale skin flushes around the intrusion. Both women breathe through parted lips. They trade places fast. One rides the toy now while the other licks the stretched skin around it. Juice glistens on thighs. A sharp gasp. A muttered curse. They lean close, licking into each other at the same time, mouths slick, faces flushed. The mirror fogs a little from their breath.