Treating Ourselves

Two girlfriends, Ella Hollywood and Shiri Allwood, sun themselves at a resort. Their kaftans hit the deck quick, showing tight swimsuits over smooth curves. By the pool they slather sunscreen on each other, palms gliding warm over soft skin. Shiri leans in, whisper-swaggers about a masseuse she booked, Christy Love. Christy walks in and the girls practically drool. Pretty face, toned arms. Shiri shoots Ella a wink – yes-or-no time. The answer lands straight when Shiri asks Christy, hint of smirk, if she plays for both teams. They’ll find out fast. Ella stretches out belly-down first, swimsuit still on. Christy works her shoulders, rolls knuckles slow across stiff backs, shows Shiri the rhythm. Shiri follows, hands following Christy’s, learning every glide. When Christy lands a playful slap on Ella’s cute little ass, the corners of her mouth say it all. Soon it’s swapsies. Shiri strips off her bikini, bare ass up on the bolster, her cock resting proud between the hole. Christy guides Ella now, fingers tracing tense calves, coaxing low sounds out of Shiri each time touch rides higher. Oil slips everywhere. Breaths catch. Every stroke leaves heat in its wake. Ella keeps at it till the air’s practically electric. Then it’s her turn again; the swimsuit comes away and her smooth cock settles on the cushion for Christy and Shiri to eye. Touch turns greedier, massagers trading moans, palms sliding to places that make hips twitch. Whatever front Christy kept up melts fast. Three mouths meet, bodies press tight, and Christy’s last shred of caution disappears as Shiri and Ella steer her right where they want her.