Meggan's Sexy Stories - Part 3

The girls climbed the trail half-dressed, skirts hiked to their waists, bare asses flashing every time they bent forward. Sunlight slanted through the pines and lit the slick shine between their thighs. They giggled, but they weren't hiding anything now. One of them stopped, braced a hand on a tree trunk, and slipped two fingers into the wetness waiting between her legs. She pushed deep and held, knuckles gleaming. The other knelt right there on the pine needles, spread her thighs wide, and worked two fingers fast over her clit, hips twitching with each stroke. They watched each other, breathing ragged, neither of them caring who might come around the bend. Juice ran down their inner thighs and the scent of sex mixed with the dry dust of the trail. Fingers kept moving, hard, relentless. They fucked themselves open, bodies rocking, soft moans breaking loose every few seconds. When one girl came she bucked against her own hand and the other girl followed a heartbeat later, legs shaking, fingers buried to the last knuckle as the pleasure crashed through her.