Blonde Bonanza

Three women traded their books for skin. Lulu Love pushed Mona Blue onto her back first, ran her tongue in slow circles between her legs while Sharon White took Lulu from behind. Hands wandered, slipped under clothes, stripped them away until blonde hair and pale curves tangled across the desk. Mona came once in Lulu’s mouth, then again with two fingers pressing up and back, soft whimpers mixing with Sharon’s low, steady instructions to take it. Lulu knelt between Sharon’s spread thighs next, mouth open and slick, while Mona leaned in from the side to kiss Sharon hard, tongue moving in the same rhythm. Each gasp built on the next. Every stroke learned something fresh: how far a finger could slide, how hard a nipple needed to be sucked, how two bodies together could pull a third over the edge. The room turned warmer. Their voices slipped lower. When they finished, their books lay untouched on the floor, pages curling at the corners.