Sexhibition

Emberly showed her the exhibit. Amy D wasn’t looking at any of it. She was too busy staring at Emberly’s lush ass, that creamy swell of flesh exposed every time the dress shifted. Amy’s own tits swelled heavily beneath her blouse, nipples already stiff. They tried on the sensory deprivation headset together, heat pooling between their legs in the sudden dark. The lack of sight pulled everything else into sharp focus—each breath Emberly took, the damp warmth of Amy’s fingers, the press of their bare, heavy tits against each other’s chests. Every touch felt magnified. They lost themselves in it.