A crazy night

Two girls alone with a dirty movie rarely stay on the couch for long. My best friend had new footage and she invited me over. One glance at the screen and we were wet. Ariella leaned in, lips soft and certain, and the night turned wild right there. She kissed me like the girls on screen—hungry, open-mouthed—and my hand slipped under her sweater without a word. Her tits were heavy, nipples already tight, and I thumbed them until she moaned into my mouth. We tore off our clothes between kisses, skin to skin, blonde hair mixing with black, fingers sliding into slick heat. Ariella pushed me back, spread my thighs, and buried her tongue deep. I came quick, shaking, and pulled her up so I could taste her in return. We kept going until the credits rolled, trading tongues and fingers until we were sticky, spent, and grinning.