Lesbian Desire

Cherie reaches first. Lilly’s lips part, and the older blonde draws her close, tongues slipping wet against one another. Cherie’s fingers slide straight between soft, small breasts, rolling a tight nipple until Lilly gasps into her mouth. She drops lower, kissing over ribs, belly, then curls Lilly’s legs open and tongues her asshole in slow, wet circles. Lilly’s whole body tightens, toes flexing against the sheets. They trade places in the same breath, turning onto their sides, hips meeting face to cunt. Tongues flick; fingers follow. Cherie works two inside Lilly and pumps hard, curling right where she’s hottest. Lilly answers by grinding down onto Cherie’s tongue and sucking her clit until the older woman’s thighs shake. Their rhythm tightens. Hips roll, heels press, sweat sticks skin to skin. Every thrust lands deeper, every lick sounds louder, until the first climax rips through Lilly so hard her legs kick and Cherie has to pin her. They keep going. The moment Lilly can breathe she rolls Cherie onto her back, sits on her face, and rides until the second wave hits her, loud and sudden. They flip again, scissoring tight, swollen clits dragging together, toes tangled, slick spreading between them. When the third orgasm crests, they stay locked, shaking, mouths open, gasping the same short, broken sounds. Only when their pulses slow do their kisses turn soft again.