Family Movie Night

Kyler sits on the couch until the doorbell cuts through the quiet. She opens the door, wraps her arms around Gianna, and pulls her inside. They settle on the couch, flipping through options, settling on a movie. Kyler says she’s gonna grab her lonely step-mom, and Gianna’s jaw tightens—she never gets a night without the third wheel. Then Gianna’s face changes. Something shifts in her eyes, a plan clicking into place. Later, the room is dark, the movie flickering blue light. Gianna slides right between them, tossing the blanket across every lap. Under the fleece her hand moves quick, sliding under Sarah’s waistband, fingers plunging into wet heat. Sarah’s throat tightens around every shaky breath while Kyler stares at the screen, inches away. Gianna’s hand works faster, thumb circling the slick clit until Sarah’s hips jerk once, almost giving them away. Gianna doesn’t stop. She reaches her free hand the other direction, slips it inside Kyler’s shorts, curls two fingers deep and starts the same steady stroke. Now she’s buried in both of them, two wet centers pulsing around her knuckles while neither woman knows the other is being opened up at the same time. Kyler bites her lip. Sarah swallows a moan that sounds more like a growl. No family movie night has ever hit this hard or gone this deep before.