Beginning of a beautiful friendship

Three girls sprawl across a rumpled bed, sunlight catching their bare skin. Kamilla stretches on her side, hair fanned over the pillow. Anna Nova sits up, pulls Amber closer by the hips, and whispers against her ear. Amber giggles, then bites her lip when Anna’s fingers trail down her belly and slip between her thighs. Kamilla watches for a moment, then crawls over, kisses the inside of Amber’s knee, and works her way higher. The first real touch makes Amber gasp. Anna presses close behind her, one hand guiding Kamilla’s mouth to exactly where it needs to be. Amber rocks between them, skin flushed, fingers tangled in their hair. Their mouths meet wherever they can reach—soft, wet, eager. The slow circle of licks and fingers grows faster, tighter. Amber comes first, head thrown back against Anna’s shoulder. Kamilla keeps licking through every twitch, then Anna lifts her chin and kisses her, tasting Amber on her tongue. In moments the three of them trade places, hungry to find the same sweet edge again. Bodies slide against bodies, legs hook over hips, laughter mixes with quiet moans. By the time the light shifts across the sheets, the girls are tangled and glistening, still trading lazy kisses like they’ve known each other forever.