The Perfect Vibe

Three girls in the room. Holly Molly drops onto the couch first, knees spread, fingers already working between her thighs. Irina Cage watches from the edge of the bed, one hand down her shorts. Lulu Love rolls closer with the box of toys, picks the thick glass wand, runs her tongue along it. Holly gasps when Irina slips two fingers inside her without warning. Lulu takes the wand lower, circles the swollen clit, watches her face. Irina leans in, bites Holly's nipple, bites hard. The couch creaks. Lulu pushes the toy deeper. Holly grabs the cushions, thighs shaking. Irina slides lower, spreads Holly wider, takes over with her mouth. Lulu keeps the toy moving, slow then fast, never letting her rest. The other two strip each other with quick, impatient tugs. Lulu shoves Irina onto her back next, kisses down her stomach, pushes a different toy between her legs without asking. Irina arches up, cursing under her breath. Holly climbs over Irina's face, lowers herself, rides the tongue while the other girl takes a vibrator to her clit. Lulu keeps working, slick sounds filling the room. Irina's heels dig into the mattress. Holly grinds harder. The three move together, no order, just heat and need and the steady rhythm of toys pressing and mouths claiming.