Bra Shopping

Aubrey Star's afternoon just keeps improving. The boys at school have been acting like dicks for weeks, and she's tired of putting in the work for zero payoff. She decides boys can wait until they learn how to handle themselves. Emma Stoned has been her after-school secret-keeper for months now—cookies, crushes, the stuff you only hand over to one person. Today Aubrey wants to hand over something else. They meet to try on new bras. Emma's tiny, upturned breasts fill out the lace, and Aubrey can't look away. The comparison game starts light—whose nipples are perkier, whose are more sensitive—then Aubrey leans in and runs her tongue over Emma's left one. Emma exhales, already willing. Aubrey strips the lace away and pulls Emma close, mouths meeting in a slow, wet kiss that tastes like lip gloss and breath mints. She tugs Emma's new panties down and drops to her knees. The first long, flat lick makes Emma's stomach flutter. Aubrey pauses, lips still shiny. "Not yet. I brought something." The pink vibrator hums to life in her hand. She presses it flat against Emma's clit, then seals her mouth over it, sucking hard while the toy buzzes. Emma's thighs shake. Aubrey rocks her own hips against nothing, turned on just by the taste and the sounds Emma makes. Emma comes with a sharp cry, fingers knotting in Aubrey's hair. Aubrey climbs over her, swinging a leg so her own bare cunt hovers above Emma's mouth. Sixty-nine. Emma grabs Aubrey's ass and pulls her down, tongue working in greedy strokes. Aubrey grinds, riding the pressure, then slides the vibrator back between Emma's legs. Emma moans into Aubrey's pussy, fingers sliding into her own mouth because the feeling is too much. She comes again, muffled, still licking. Aubrey keeps grinding until her own orgasm breaks, thighs trembling, then bends down for another kiss—slow, deep, nowhere near finished.