Women Seeking Women #66 - Scene 3

A blonde in delicate lingerie leans forward, lips brushing lips with a slow heat that pulls the air tighter around them. Small, natural breasts press gently together beneath the silk. One strap slips. The other girl’s hand catches it and follows the line down, over the curve, the tiny rise of her nipple, until the fabric gives. They kiss again, tongues sliding deeper now, breath mixing. The blonde’s fingers hook the other girl’s underwear and draw it down inch by inch, revealing soft skin and a thin, glinting trail of wetness. She smiles against her mouth before slipping her hand between those parted thighs, stroking with two fingers that move in tight circles until the second girl’s hips lift and push into the touch. They trade places with a fluid roll, mouths never breaking contact. The first girl is on her back now, legs opening as the other girl settles above her, grinding slow, deliberate. Fabric falls away completely. Skin meets skin. Their hands explore, cupping, squeezing, tracing every contour with a hunger held just barely in check. When they break the kiss it is only to breathe, to look, to taste each other again. The blonde takes a nipple into her mouth, sucking softly while her fingers keep working between the other girl’s legs, coaxing small, helpless sounds from her throat. Sweat starts to sheen along collarbones and the inner slope of thighs. Movement becomes urgent. Moans lengthen, overlap. One girl comes first, body seizing in a quick, trembling pulse; the second follows seconds later, mouth open against her lover’s neck, legs shaking as the last of the silk clings to an ankle before sliding off the bed entirely.