Young Love: Part One

Iris calls Jojo. Her voice cracks when she tells her lover the truth. She came out to her mother. The woman drew a hard line. No daughter of hers would waste her life on pussy. Iris hangs up, packs a bag, and walks out the door. Jojo is already waiting, arms open. Iris falls into them like she might drown without that body against hers. Jojo kisses the side of her throat and whispers that everything will settle, but the words are already lost under their mouths crushing together. Iris feels the hunger hit fast and mean. She needs Jojo naked, skin on skin, right now. She drops between Jojo's thighs, tongue tracing smooth, shaved folds while her fingers dip into wet heat, careful but greedy. They twist into a 69, both of them knuckle-deep in slick cunt, lips coated and shining. Cum tastes clean and sharp on their tongues. Iris breaks the knot first, spins, plants her ass in the air. Jojo buries her face again. Every lick drags Iris closer to the edge until she breaks, shaking, crying out. Jojo barely finishes catching her breath before Iris shoves her back, tongue flicking across Jojo's tight nipples and then lower. Legs spread wide. Iris sucks that swollen clit like she wants to pull another orgasm straight out of her lover's spine, and she does, hard, sudden, leaving them both wrecked and grinning in the low light.