Batter Up

Two sunlit women linger on the brick. Sheena Shaw wears clear stripper heels and tight white shorts; Gia Derza does the same. Both have polished spheres already lodged inside them. Sheena's hides under the seam of fabric. Gia says hers feels ready to crown, laughs, then pisses through the cotton. The liquid spatters warm across the bricks. Shorts slide down her thighs, releasing a clear ball that drops to the ground. She twerks; soaked fabric slaps back between slick cheeks. Sheena pushes her own shorts off, letting a pink sphere tumble out. Without hurry she works it back inside her. They drop into the pool together, shorts tugging high to flash fat camel toes. Peeling them down again, Sheena feels her plug slip free and leave her hole empty. Gia wipes lube over the handle of a baseball bat and drives the wide end past Sheena’s open ring. It comes out with a wet pop. She slides the bat home again, then swaps places, filling Gia the same way until clear fluid spatters every time the bat leaves her. They trade tongues on each other’s open holes and Sheena stuffs two balls back into Gia. The girl strains and pushes; one pops out shining with spit and lube. By the water they stretch across bright slingshot bikinis, bouncing their asses for the camera. On floating pads they toy their own holes with a fat teal cock and an inflatable plug, taking turns elbow-deep until the fingers knuckle disappears. Sheena pulls out glossy and licks what she leaves behind.