Slumber Party Seduction

Cam Damage grinned at the empty couch, heart thumping. They hadn’t expected Ravyn Alexa to turn the plan around so fast. In the bedroom doorway, Ravyn leaned against the frame, a dark camisole barely covering her nipples, panties cut so thin they slipped between her pussy lips like a suggestion. Her lipstick looked already kissed. Cam’s eyes dropped to the strap-on dangling from their fingers—thick silicone base still warm from their grip—and felt their cunt tighten at the sight of it. They stepped in, hard nipples brushing Ravyn’s arm, and tasted warm champagne on her mouth. The harness went on fast, the buckle snapping into place above Cam’s ass. Ravyn arched back onto the mattress, knees falling open, and Cam climbed between them, pressing the flared tip along wet folds until it nudged Ravyn’s clit and both women sighed like the movie had only ever been foreplay.