Roof Top Orgy

The four of them spread across the rooftop like silk sheets in the breeze. Lena dropped first, knees braced on warm concrete, mouth already working between Raquel’s thighs while her fingers dug hard enough to bruise the soft flesh. Maria knelt behind Lena, two fingers buried to the knuckle, curling slow then hard, never giving her a second to catch her breath. Every wet pull echoed off the low walls. Above them Jade leaned back against the air-conditioning unit, legs wide, watching the others as she fucked herself with three fingers in sharp, practiced strokes. No hesitation. No asking. Just the slap of skin and the guttural sounds that carried over the city lights. When Raquel came she grabbed Lena by the hair and held her there, riding it out, thighs locked tight around her ears. Maria pulled her fingers free, shiny with slick, then pushed them into Jade’s mouth without a word. Jade sucked them clean. Switched positions. Lena on her back now, spread open while Raquel sat on her face and Maria slid down onto the strap between her legs, sinking until it disappeared. The city kept moving below them, but up here it was only flesh and hunger, four bodies turning the night into heat and noise and sweat. None of them stopped. None of them wanted to.