I Know Just The Girl

Ryan and Vanessa have been together seven years and Ryan feels so damn secure she wants to watch her girl get nasty with someone else. Vanessa blinks, surprised, but she’s game. She checks in first though—wouldn’t want to wreck something solid. Ryan grins, confident, so Vanessa names her hot new coworker Celestina, says she’s willing. Days later Vanessa walks Celestina through the door and Ryan’s already licking her lips; Celestina’s even prettier in person. “Go on, girls,” Ryan says. “Have at it.” Vanessa wastes no time. She grabs Celestina, spins her around, plants her mouth hard on the girl’s before shoving her backward onto the mattress. Vanessa kisses the soles of Celestina’s feet, tongues between each toe, works her way up smooth calves and settles between soft thighs. She parts those lips and dives in with slow, greedy licks, tongue circling the tight pink clit. Celestina gasps, hips lifting. Ryan lounges back, eyes half-lidded, savoring every wet sound and slick stroke as her lover eats another woman right in front of her.