Romancing the Bully

Gina clocks Keisha cold, right on the jaw, when she hears her pushing around the new girl. Hours later Keisha wakes up in her bed, head throbbing, Gina’s eyes on her. The question comes flat: why the fuck do you bully everyone? Keisha spits back that it’s her family’s place, the rest are just guests who need knocking down. Gina isn’t buying it. She leans in, voice low, certain Keisha’s only fighting the fact she wants girls and is too scared to find out. Gina’s fingers trace along Keisha’s stomach. When their mouths meet, Keisha doesn’t pull away—she kisses back, hungry, letting Gina strip her top, tongue flicking over stiff nipples. Gina pulls off her own tank, guides Keisha’s mouth to her breast while she grinds into Keisha’s palm, riding the knuckles, heat slick between them. Then Gina straddles her face. Keisha’s virgin tongue finds Gina’s clit, licking slow, unsure at first, then faster as Gina moans above her. Gina yanks Keisha’s panties aside and spreads her open, sucking at her wet slit until she shakes. Soon they’re pressed cunt to cunt, hips rolling hard, tribbing, sweat and juice mixing, grinding like they can’t get close enough. Keisha buries her face again, perfecting the rhythm, tongue stroking in tight circles until Gina’s thighs clamp and twitch. They trade places, flip, straddle, lick until both are panting, arms shaking, then Keisha’s tongue slides lower, rimming Gina’s tight hole while she jerks and moans, finally screaming together as they grind their clits onto each other’s desperate mouths.