Twice The Pleasure

Gabriela Lopez and Brooke Haze stroll outside, fingers laced, soaking up the afternoon sun. Charlotte Stokely is a few yards away, handing out flyers for the new massage studio she's just opened. She spots the couple and blurts out loud, "Oh my god, they're so hot." She straightens up, whispers to herself, "Grow a spine, Charlotte," then steps forward as the pair approaches. She introduces herself, blurts out how gorgeous they both are, and immediately blushes. The girlfriends share a smile and thank her, flattered. When Charlotte asks what they're up to, Brooke says they're just walking and enjoying the weather. Charlotte smiles back and offers them a free massage, joking that they've earned a break from all the walking. They look surprised, then eager, and follow her inside without hesitation. Inside, they compliment the clean setup and the soft lighting. Charlotte leads them to the massage table and asks who wants to go first. The girlfriends drop into an old, well-practiced stance and slap out a round of rock-paper-scissors. Brooke wins with a loud "I won!" Gabriela rolls her eyes and laughs. Charlotte tells Brooke to strip, and she peels her clothes off right away. Gabriela keeps her top and skirt on, settling into a chair to watch. Charlotte oils Brooke's back, then slides her palms lower, cupping her ass, then stroking between her thighs. Brooke's soft moans get louder when Charlotte presses two fingers inside her. Across the room Gabriela bites her lip, her eyes locked on Charlotte's hand working Brooke's pussy. The girls exchange a quick, heated glance, both clearly thinking the same dirty thought. When Brooke melts into the table, it’s Gabriela’s turn. She shimmies out of her clothes and climbs up, skin already flushed. Brooke stays in the chair, hiking her skirt to finger herself while she watches Charlotte oil up Gabriela's big tits and slide down between her legs. Soon Brooke can’t just watch. She stands, joins them on the table, and the three of them tangle up in slick skin and eager mouths. Charlotte works her tongue over Gabriela’s clit while Brooke straddles her face, the blonde grinding against Charlotte’s lips. The girlfriends trade places, taking turns sucking Charlotte’s nipples and fingering her until she’s shaking. Then the three of them get serious: fingers slide deep, hips slap together, tongues flick and lap until every moan turns into a shared, gasping climax. They stay on the table, bodies sticky with oil, grinning as the afternoon sun pours through the window.