Broken Innocence
2013·21 min·91% liked·28.8K Views
Gina and Sandy have never touched a woman before. They kiss anyway. Slow at first. Then tongues meet and both girls taste something sweet they didn’t know they wanted. Hands slip under sweaters, bras disappear. Each new touch draws a soft gasp. Fingers brush stiff nipples. Sandy traces the edge of Gina’s underwear and feels her grow wet. The underwear is pushed aside. Gina’s hips jerk forward without permission. Sandy’s fingers sink in, knuckles slipping deep until Gina moans against her lips. Their mouths never part. They tug each other’s hips closer, legs hooking, thighs pressing on thighs. Every thrust of Sandy’s hand turns louder, slicker. Gina works her own fingers between Sandy’s soaked folds and finds the same hard rhythm. They rock together, breath turning rough. No more shy touches, just skin on skin, slick and urgent, until the two of them come crying out into each other’s open mouths.













