Sexual appetite

Two girls go at each other straight on the kitchen counter, no wasted motions, no coy starts. Sophie pins Judy down, tongue already buried between Judy's spread thighs, the wet sound cutting clean through the quiet room. Judy arches, grabs a handful of her own breast, pinching the nipple hard until it darkens. She reaches for the bowl of strawberries sitting beside them, shoves one between Sophie's lips, then pushes another lower, rubbing the cold fruit along the slick seam of Sophie's cunt until juice mixes with the thicker wetness dripping from her. They eat each other noisily. Their mouths meet fruit, then skin, then each other again, tongues swapping tastes without a thought for order. Sophie slides two fingers inside Judy fast, curls them, pulls a cry out of her. Judy answers by pushing a slim cucumber between Sophie's cheeks, teasing the tight ring until Sophie pushes back onto it with a low sound of need. The counter creaks. The fruit bowl tips, berries scattering across the tile, but neither girl stops. They keep grinding, licking, fucking until the air tastes like sweat and sugar and come.