Leaving Nothing to Chance

Two cute blondes, Chloe Cherry and Jane Wilde, sit on the floor spinning an empty bottle like it’s the dirtiest secret in town. Chloe looks unsure. “Why are we doing this with just us?” Jane grins and tells her it’s training for tonight’s party where everyone will be making out. Chloe bites her lip. “The whole night’s just… kissing random girls?” Jane laughs. “That’s the whole point, babe.” Chloe admits she’s only ever kissed Jane. Jane tells her to relax and soak up college. They keep playing until Chloe blurts out she doesn’t like the idea of Jane locking lips with other girls. Jane shrugs. “You know I’ve kissed and fucked plenty of people, right?” Then she turns it around: “What is it you like so much when you kiss me?” Chloe gets shy. “You’re soft, pretty, sweet… and you really know how to get me wet.” Jane asks if she’s the only one who can do that. Chloe nods. Jane offers to fix the nerves. “Close your eyes.” Chloe obeys. A soft pair of lips lands on hers—warm, certain. When Jane pulls back she asks, “You knew it was me?” Chloe sighs. “Yeah… felt good.” Jane smirks. “Could’ve been anyone.” Eyes stay shut while Jane’s mouth trails lower. She sucks Chloe’s small, perky tits, licks slow circles around each stiff nipple, then drops between her legs and laps at her pussy until Chloe’s hips jerk. Fingers follow—two of Jane’s sliding inside, curling, pumping while her tongue keeps flicking Chloe’s clit. Chloe returns the favor, burying her face in Jane’s slick cunt, moaning against it, fingers pumping deep. They end up tangled, tribbing hard, slick lips grinding until both girls shake and gasp their way over the edge. When it’s over Chloe’s glowing, nerves gone, ready to kiss, touch, and fuck whoever she wants at that party.