Fantasies Come True
2014·19 min·98% liked·23.4K Views
Diva and Jenny have been thick as thieves since primary school. Jenny came over for the weekend while Diva’s parents were away. They threw on the scariest film Diva could find, and right at the jump-scare peak, Diva dumped tea all over herself. She left to change, dripping on the carpet.
Jenny had carried the crush forever. At night she’d slide her hand down, bite her pillow, and picture Diva’s mouth on hers. She never expected it to happen.
Diva returned wrapped in a towel, nothing else. She dropped beside Jenny, skin still warm from the shower, and the air between them snapped. Fingers touched, then knees, then they met halfway in a slow, hungry kiss that deepened until neither cared about holding back. Diva’s towel slipped. Jenny’s lips found Diva’s nipple, soft then firm, tasting soap and skin. Diva tugged Jenny’s dress down in answer, tongue dragging over the swell of Jenny’s breast until both nipples stood tight and wet.
They stretched across the couch in nothing but underwear. Jenny squirmed beneath Diva’s mouth on her panties, already soaked. Diva peeled the fabric aside, licked once, twice, then sucked Jenny’s clit with slow, deliberate strokes while two fingers curved inside. Jenny bucked, breath breaking. When she couldn’t take it, she flipped Diva onto her back, spread her open, and buried her face where she’d longed to be. Two fingers slid in; Jenny’s tongue circled Diva’s clit with precise, greedy flicks.
Diva gasped, thighs trembling. Jenny didn’t stop. She crawled behind Diva, spooned her, kept stroking that spot while kissing the side of her neck. Diva came with a soft, shaking cry, hips jerking, wetness coating Jenny’s fingers. Jenny brought them to Diva’s lips. Diva sucked them clean.
Then Jenny climbed over Diva’s face, knees planted, and lowered herself until Diva’s tongue met her swollen, throbbing cunt. The first lick dragged a moan straight from Jenny’s chest. Diva’s mouth worked with steady pressure, sucking, licking, sliding inside. Jenny’s hands gripped the couch back as the heat inside her snapped tight and burst, legs quivering, voice catching on Diva’s name.
Directors:Kate Bradshow













