Secrets Out!

Isabelle Nice stood there, shoulders slumped, and spit out the whole rotten story. The cheerleader she loved so much had fucked someone else behind her back. Maya Kendrick listened, eyes dark, then leaned in and whispered her own truth—that she'd been watching Isabelle, wanting her, the whole damn time. Their mouths crashed hard, wet, teeth knocking, tongues fighting for space. Maya shoved Isabelle against the wall, yanking her skirt up, fingers slipping past lace and finding heat. Isabelle gasped, hips jerking, then pushed back, sliding her hand down Maya's jeans, rubbing circles until Maya moaned into her mouth. Clothes hit the floor fast—tits pressed together, nipples stiff and sensitive, skin flushing red. Maya dropped to her knees, tongue diving between Isabelle's thighs, licking long and slow before sucking hard on her clit. Isabelle trembled, fingers tangled in Maya's hair, pulling her closer as she rode that tongue. Maya stood, spun Isabelle around, bent her over the couch, spread her wide and ground against her—wet folds sliding over each other, slick and hot. Fingers plunged in deep, two then three, fucking her hard until Isabelle shook and cried out, legs buckling. Maya climbed on top, straddling her, hips rolling fast, grinding clit to clit until they both came in a rush, bodies slick and spent.