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Sarah and Emily had been crashing at my place all afternoon. It was one of those lazy Saturdays—rain tapping the windows, some dumb reality show droning on the TV in the background. The living room smelled like leftover pizza and vanilla body spray. Clothes were tossed over the armchair, empty soda cans on the coffee table. Just normal shit.
Sarah—petite, light brown skin glowing under the lamp, her tight tank top barely holding her perky tits—sat sprawled on the couch. Emily, her girlfriend, curled up next to her, head on Sarah’s shoulder. They were giggling about something stupid on the screen. I was in the kitchen grabbing a drink, pretending not to notice how Emily’s hand kept drifting to Sarah’s thigh.
Then Emily shifted. She looked up at Sarah with that sneaky smile. “Babe, your nipples are hard as fuck,” she whispered, loud enough I caught it from the doorway.
Sarah laughed, low and breathy. “That’s ’cause you’ve been teasing me for an hour.”
Emily didn’t waste time. She tugged the tank top down, exposing one dark nipple. Sarah bit her lip but didn’t stop her. Emily leaned in, tongue flicking out, circling the stiff peak before sucking it into her mouth. Sarah’s head fell back against the cushion. A soft moan slipped out.
“Fuck, Em…” Sarah breathed.
Emily sucked harder, hand sliding under the waistband of Sarah’s shorts. I froze in the kitchen doorway, beer halfway to my lips. They didn’t notice me—or maybe they did and didn’t care. Emily’s fingers worked inside, slow at first. Sarah’s hips twitched up.
The TV laughed in the background. Some contestant yelling. It felt weirdly normal, like this was just part of the hangout.
Sarah pulled Emily closer, kissing her messy, tongues sliding. Emily popped off the nipple with a wet sound, moved to the other one. She sucked greedily, teeth grazing just enough to make Sarah gasp. Sarah’s hand tangled in Emily’s hair, guiding her.
“God, your mouth feels so good,” Sarah muttered.
Emily hummed against her skin, fingers curling inside Sarah’s pussy now. You could hear how wet she was—slick sounds mixing with their breathing. Sarah’s shorts were pushed down her thighs, legs spreading wider on the worn couch cushions.
Emily pulled back a second, looking down. “Your pussy’s so fucking pretty. Shaved smooth, all swollen.” She rubbed the clit in slow circles. Sarah whimpered.
“Do it harder,” Sarah begged.
Emily grinned, slid two fingers deep. Sarah’s back arched. “Yes—fuck, right there.”
They kissed again, sloppy, desperate. Emily pumped faster, thumb on the clit. Sarah’s hips bucked, chasing it. Her tits bounced with each thrust of Emily’s hand. Nipples shiny from spit.
Sarah broke the kiss. “I’m gonna come if you keep that up.”
“Good,” Emily said. “Come on my fingers, babe.”
Sarah’s moans got louder. She grabbed Emily’s wrist, holding it in place as she ground down. “Shit—shit—”
Her whole body tensed. Legs shaking. A sharp cry ripped out as she came, pussy clenching around Emily’s fingers. Wetness coated Emily’s hand, dripping onto the couch. Sarah panted, eyes half-closed.
Emily kept rubbing softly through it, drawing out little aftershocks. Sarah laughed weakly. “Holy fuck.”
Emily licked her fingers clean, eyes locked on Sarah’s. Then she pushed Sarah flat on her back. “My turn to feel you.”
Sarah reached down, fingers sliding into Emily’s shorts. Emily was soaked too. Sarah fingered her quick, curling just right. Emily rocked against her hand, tits still out, nipples hard.
They shifted, clumsy at first. Emily straddled Sarah’s thigh, grinding her pussy on it while Sarah fingered her deeper. Their bodies slapped together lightly—skin on skin, sweat starting to bead.
Emily leaned down, sucking Sarah’s tits again while riding her hand. Sarah used her free hand to pinch Emily’s nipple. Emily moaned around the flesh in her mouth.
“Fuck, I’m close,” Emily gasped.
Sarah sped up. “Come for me. Soak my fingers.”
Emily’s hips stuttered. She sat up, grinding harder. Their pussies almost touched in the scissored position—clits brushing as they moved. Wet, slippery sounds filled the room over the TV noise.
Emily came with a shuddering groan, head thrown back. Her juices ran down Sarah’s thigh. They kept rocking through it, slow now, riding the afterglow.
Finally Emily collapsed on top of Sarah. Both breathing hard. Sweat slicked their skin. Sarah kissed Emily’s forehead.
“Damn,” Sarah whispered. “We needed that.”
Emily chuckled. “Yeah. And your couch is ruined.”
They laughed quietly. Sarah pulled her shorts back up, wincing at the wet spot. Emily fixed her top. They cuddled again like nothing happened, eyes back on the TV.
I finally walked in with my beer, pretending I’d just come from the kitchen. They glanced up, smirking.
“You good?” Emily asked, innocent.
I shrugged. “Yeah. Just… thirsty.”
Sarah grinned. “Want a turn next time?”
I laughed it off. But the air still smelled like sex, and the couch would need cleaning.

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