Three girls sit nursing drinks in a dim lounge, already half-ready to call it a night when Whitney Wright walks up and asks if she can sit. Lilly Bell, Ella Reese, and Charlotte Sins trade glances, hearts kicking into gear. Whitney's fresh. Unknown. Maybe doable. They start turning on the charm, leaning close, letting fingers brush her wrist when they talk. Then the truth slips out: she thought this was just a regular bar. She's straight, embarrassed, pink across her cheeks. The trio grins like wolves. They promise her the rest of the night doesn't have to be a waste, offer her a private education, something raw and wet and completely new. Whitney bites her lip, says yes. Seconds later her dress is halfway up her thighs on the back seat of their ride, Lilly's tongue tracing the inside of her knee, Ella's hand sliding higher, Charlotte whispering what she's going to do once they get her naked and spread open. By the time they reach the apartment Whitney's already dripping, riding fingers she never expected, moaning into mouths she's never tasted. They fuck her hard and hungry, four bodies twisting, mouths everywhere, the night stretching long with the wet slap of skin and Whitney's surprised, broken little cries as they make damn sure she remembers every inch of her first time.
Three girls sit nursing drinks in a dim lounge, already half-ready to call it a night when Whitney Wright walks up and asks if she can sit. Lilly Bell, Ella Reese, and Charlotte Sins trade glances, hearts kicking into gear. Whitney's fresh. Unknown. Maybe doable. They start turning on the charm, leaning close, letting fingers brush her wrist when they talk. Then the truth slips out: she thought this was just a regular bar. She's straight, embarrassed, pink across her cheeks. The trio grins like wolves. They promise her the rest of the night doesn't have to be a waste, offer her a private education, something raw and wet and completely new. Whitney bites her lip, says yes. Seconds later her dress is halfway up her thighs on the back seat of their ride, Lilly's tongue tracing the inside of her knee, Ella's hand sliding higher, Charlotte whispering what she's going to do once they get her naked and spread open. By the time they reach the apartment Whitney's already dripping, riding fingers she never expected, moaning into mouths she's never tasted. They fuck her hard and hungry, four bodies twisting, mouths everywhere, the night stretching long with the wet slap of skin and Whitney's surprised, broken little cries as they make damn sure she remembers every inch of her first time.
