Girlie Love

Inna pressed the massager between her thighs and felt it throb. The girl on her laptop used it between her legs like a sex toy, and Inna wanted to try. Soon Lizzie walked in, half-dressed, and caught her. Instead of stopping she watched. Inna switched it to a higher speed. Lizzie slid closer, kissed her knee, then bit it softly. The soft buzz filled the room. Inna reached under her panties, adjusted the rubber head, and pushed it against her clit until her breath came quick. Lizzie’s fingers slipped inside Inna, moving in time with the little machine. Both girls stayed quiet, listening only to their own muffled moans. Sweat beaded on their necks. Lizzie switched the massager to her own swollen lips, watching Inna watch her. Their hips rocked. They didn’t speak, no words, just the steady pulse and the wet drag of skin on skin.