What's Mine Is Yours

Christie sits across from Ryan, heart slamming. She’s been chewing on these words for weeks. Finally they come out—raw, clumsy. She tells Ryan she’s got it bad for Athena. Real bad. The way the girl moves, the way she looks at you like she already knows your secrets. Ryan doesn’t laugh. Instead her eyes go soft, hungry. She admits she’s had her step-daughter already—more than once. Christie’s mouth drops, but before she can find another word, Athena walks in. Caught everything. Christie burns red. Ryan grins, pulls her best friend close and lays it out: they want her. All of her. Athena just smirks, cool as sin, ready. Ryan says best friends share everything, so why not share this too? Clothes hit the floor fast. Christie ends up on her back, thighs spread wide while Ryan’s tongue works her clit and Athena’s mouth tugs at her nipple. She gasps, grabs fistfuls of hair, then dives in herself—tongue deep in Athena, fingers buried in Ryan. They trade places again and again: lips, tits, wet heat. Moans mix until none of them can tell who’s coming first. Just three bodies locked together, slick and shaking, every filthy inch shared.