Triple Ecstasy - Part 1

Two women press together on the balcony railing, their mouths tasting and biting, hungry and slow. One has the other by the waist, grinding their bodies into the sun-warmed stone. The city hums below them, but nothing pulls their attention. Fingers slip beneath thin fabric. The first moan breaks as a hand pushes up her skirt and finds her already wet. She opens her legs without a word, clutching the railing. Her lover drops to her knees and pulls lace aside, tongue sliding between soaked folds, deliberate and steady. Every lick pulls a gasp. The standing woman twists her hips, holding her lover's head there, thighs quivering around her face. They take their time. Licking deep, then slow circles around her swollen clit, then sucking it gentle before releasing. A hand slides lower, knuckles sinking inside, fingers curling and stroking until her legs nearly give out. She fucks against the tongue and the fingers, breath shattered, skirt bunched at her hips. The sun warms their bare skin while they keep going, moaning and tasting and pressing, sound of wet heat loud over the city noise.