Girlztown #01

They start in the library. Books stacked around them, half-finished essays still open on the desk. She leans across the table to grab a pen and their fingers brush. Heat snaps between them. One girl pushes the other against the bookcase. Their mouths meet. Teeth and tongues, breath hot and uneven. Fingers hook the hem of a dress, yank it higher. Lace panties shoved aside. Wetness coats her fingers the second she slides inside. No talking now, only gasps and the wet sound of her pussy taking two fingers at once. They end up on the coffee table next. Legs spread, ass in the air. The other girl kneels behind her, tongue flat against her clit, then lower, licking into her open cunt while she moans into the wood. Come drips down her thighs. They shift to the couch. Straddling, grinding. One rides fingers buried to the knuckle while the other sucks on a nipple hard enough to leave a mark. Last, the floor. Bare skin on carpet. She is on her back, legs hooked over shoulders as the other thrusts against her, clit to clit, sweat-slick, relentless. They come tangled together, mouths bruising, nails scraping red lines down bare backs.