Girlfriends at home

Sophie and I were close, tight as could be. We had this fresh girl over, eager for an afternoon that promised more than chatter. She had never been touched by a woman before. So we laid out our favorite toys and showed her how good it could feel. Sophie stripped her first. I followed. Hands and mouths. We took turns with her until the girl stopped thinking and started begging. The toys came out slick and buzzing. Sophie held her open while I worked the biggest one in slow circles until her thighs shook. She learned fast. Her fingers found my breast, my clit. Three bodies moved across the sheets. Blonde hair against red. Wet sounds filled the room. We came in waves, one after another, until none of us could tell whose moans belonged to who.