A fistful of fun

Blue Angel and Sun share the same wide, girlish smiles, the same pale-blonde hair falling over their shoulders. They look barely old enough to be doing this, and that makes every touch hotter. Sun leans in first, pressing her mouth to Blue Angel’s, lips parting to taste the sweetness waiting there. Blue Angel answers with a slow slide of her tongue, then lets her fingers trace the line of lace across Sun’s bra before dipping lower. They move together on the bed like they’ve done it a hundred times, legs opening, hips rolling, hands finding heat. One girl’s fingers slip inside the other’s panties and come away slick. She smiles at the proof, licks it clean, then returns the favor. They trade places, each taking the other’s panties off slowly, kissing the newly bared skin, breathing in the scent of want. When they’re both bare, Blue Angel parts Sun’s thighs and lowers her mouth to the soft pink between them. Sun arches, fingers tangled in blonde strands, urging her deeper. They switch again, now Sun between Blue Angel’s spread legs, licking slow circles until the blonde’s hips lift and her breath catches. They finish facing each other, knees bent, hands buried between soft folds, rocking together until their sweet faces twist with release and their fingers glisten.