A Sweet Little Adventure

Ennie rests back, thighs parting as Kristy slides between them. Their blankets crumple under shifting bodies. Kristy’s mouth finds a nipple, pulls gently, then sucks harder until Ennie’s breath catches. Fingers follow the same path, first tracing soft curves, then slipping lower. Every fold is stroked until slick gathers and spreads. Ennie arches, urging Kristy deeper. One skilled hand presses, finds the swell inside, strokes it with steady rhythm while the other teases the sensitive bud above. Breathing grows ragged. Kristy adds her tongue, circles, laps, drawing sharper gasps. Ennie’s hips lift, chasing the building tension. The final shudder washes through her, long and lush, leaving her limp and smiling in the damp sheets.