Tales for big girls

Alisa reads from her book, her soft voice filling the room. Kianna and Deja shift on the bed, clearly bored. 'What's wrong?' Alisa asks, lowering the page. Deja smirks. 'Nothing. Just… that story's for little girls.' Alisa blinks, stung. 'What do you want to do, then?' Kianna leans in without answering, brushing a kiss across her lips. Alisa’s breath catches. Deja moves next, tongue flicking out to meet hers, wet and hungry. Soon the three girls are tangled together, mouths open, tongues sliding over each other in a wet, frantic dance. Blonde hair spills across pale skin, hands searching under thin fabric. Nothing slow now. Just three bodies pressing closer, eager for more.