The Hidden Touch

Kat Dior flashes Christie Stevens the tiny new vibrator she just bought, remote and all. Christie grins and says they've got a better use than carrying it around in their bags. Right on cue Nikki Knightly walks in complaining about her lower back. She's never had two girls at once and they quote her the double-massage special like it's nothing. Nikki strips and drops face-down. Oil hits her skin and their hands go straight to work—Kat on her shoulders, Christie on her calves. When Christie casually calls the vibe a 'chakra wand' and promises it opens the root from the inside, Nikki shrugs and lets her slide it in. No one warns her what that little bullet is about to do. They make small talk, then Christie hits the button on the remote hidden in her palm. Nikki feels it buzz deep and low, every nerve snapping to life. She rolls onto her back, still half-dazed, and the girls keep their story going: Kat’s palms on those big tits, Christie pressing thighs apart. When Nikki questions the chest massage Christie cranks the power higher. Nikki’s hips buck. Christie yanks the toy out and replaces it with her tongue. Nikki’s never felt anything that sharp, that wet, that good. Clothes hit the floor. Kat climbs up, straddles Nikki’s face, and grinds while Christie keeps licking her virgin cunt until she shakes through her first real orgasm. They switch—Kat rides Christie’s mouth while Nikki buries her face between Christie’s legs; then Nikki licks Kat and Christie tongues Kat’s ass, two fingers working her pussy until Kat squirts hard across the table. Nikki sticks her tongue in Christie’s ass and comes again, loud, all over Kat’s tongue.