Spooked At The Slumber Party

Siri’s stretched out in bed when Scarlet, Coco, and Vanessa storm in from their movie night and dive under the covers. A horror flick got them spooked, so they plaster themselves to her for comfort. Siri rubs their backs, presses warm palms to quivering thighs, and soon the whole pile is breathing heavier. Hands wander. Lips brush bare skin. The three younger girls press closer, tits brushing Siri’s, nipples tight under thin pajamas. It turns from comfort to hunger fast—one minute they’re clinging for safety, the next they’re tugging at Siri’s clothes and begging for more than cuddles. Siri grins, grabs a handful of soft flesh, and gives in. Blonde, brunette, redhead—tits out, legs spread, the four of them tangle together, every hand and mouth busy until the fear’s burned off in sweat and moans.