Ageless Lesbian Affair

Bella offers herself in that unselfconscious way only youth can manage—flat on her back, legs already open. Hettie takes her time. Her tongue traces Bella’s slit, slow, deliberate, tasting salt and heat. She circles the swollen clit once, twice, then sucks it between her lips, soft pressure, no mercy. Bella’s hips lift; she doesn’t bother to stay quiet. When Hettie pulls back, her chin is slick. She smiles like she’s been paid a compliment. Bella flips her onto her stomach, spreads her, dips her face between those older thighs and returns the favor with a hungry, wet tongue. They trade places twice more, each round rougher than the last, until every sigh turns sharp and two orgasms chase each other across the sheets like reflected light.