Say Yes To Pussy!

Emma Hix and Haley Reed slam the bedroom door and bounce onto the bed, schoolbag between them. “God, last period felt endless,” Emma blurts. “Totally,” Haley fires back. They share a dirty little grin. “Got the stuff?” Haley whispers. Emma mocks her gangster tone and laughs—Haley’s about as hard-core as she is, which is zero. “Totally out of character,” Emma admits. “That’s the point,” Haley grins. They eye the bag, nerves buzzing. Emma opens it; they both lean in, eyes huge. Neither has seen it in real life before. “It’s supposed to feel unreal,” Emma says. Haley bites her lip. “Ready?” she asks, voice tight. Emma gulps an “I guess,” then cracks. “Wait—I can’t.” Haley sags with relief. “Thank fuck, me neither.” They crack up. “We’re such goodie-goodies, we’ve never even broken curfew,” Emma moans. “But I’ve been curious how it feels,” Haley sighs. “There’s got to be a safer buzz,” Emma hints, cheeks pink. “Like when you…” She mimes rubbing herself, then hides her face. Haley squeals. “You’re filthy!” But the blonde’s eyes light up. “Or having someone else do it to you.” They stare, heat climbing. Emma slides her hand up Haley’s thigh, grazes the natural, small tits pressed under thin cotton. Haley gasps and kisses her hard. Pierced nipples stiffen. Tongues tangle. They ditch the bag, strip each other fast—skin, soft curves, tiny glistening pussies meeting. Fingers slip in, slick and eager, and the two blondes grind, moan, ride every filthy new sensation straight to the edge.