Sharing The Bed: Part Five

Tara's back from college, rocking that president pin on her sorority jacket and a rock on her finger. Blonde hair, natural little tits, still playing the perfect straight-A daughter. She snatches Sasha's phone out of Syren's bag, waits until the evil stepmom's gone, then corners Sasha and demands the whole story. Sasha lets it rip. Tara listens, then drops her own bomb. Turns out she met a girl this semester and thinks she might be a lesbian too. Right when Sasha's head is spinning from Syren's bullshit, Tara's suddenly pushing, coming on strong, and it's too much. Still, Tara did steal the phone back for her. Small mercy. Sasha opens the phone and sees what Dani's been doing to Shyla. That's the last straw. Rock bottom. Tara pulls her in, lets her feel whatever she's feeling, and when Sasha's face is buried in her neck, those glossy Barbie lips brush close enough that something snaps. Tara crawls on top, and they start grinding through their clothes, college-girl heat rising fast. They strip piece by piece until it's just thin panties rubbing together, pussies getting slick and pink under the fabric. Tara moans every time Sasha whispers her name against that pretty little slit. Sasha licks and sucks until Tara's shaking through her first real lesbian orgasm, loud and raw. Then Tara drops between Sasha's legs, tongue eager on that hairy pussy she's been wanting for months. She tastes it, learns it, lets Sasha guide her until they're both coming again, tangled up in the kind of messy, cheating, sister-on-sister lust neither of them planned on admitting out loud.