Shades

Everybody hides something. Lottie discovered she wanted women back in high school. The girls who found out turned vicious—trips in the hallway, whispered slurs, the whole ugly soundtrack. Alexa never joined the pack. She sat beside her friend through the wreckage, steady and quiet. They grew into women who still shared everything except the secret they kept behind locked doors. When Alexa needs to feed the urge she hides from daylight, she texts Lottie. Tonight Lottie’s on the bed already, naked, wrists knotted to the posts. Alexa steps out of the bathroom in sheer black lace that barely covers heavy tits and the slick heat between her thighs. She touches herself inches from Lottie’s face, fingers working in slow circles, breath rough. When she comes, she wipes her wet fingers across Lottie’s mouth, then slips two inside the bound girl and tastes the result. Lottie arches, but Alexa isn’t done. She eats Lottie from behind, tongue driving deep, switching between soaked cunt and tight ass until Lottie’s thighs shake. Finally Alexa frees her wrists, lies back, spreads wide, and pulls Lottie’s mouth down. Lottie works tongue and fingers in rhythm while Alexa moans and grinds. When that isn’t enough, Alexa climbs onto Lottie’s face, rides her tongue hard, tits bouncing with every roll of her hips. She flips them into sixty-nine, sucks Lottie’s clit while the redhead keeps licking. Both girls come shuddering. Afterward they wipe sweat and spit, pull on clothes, and the mask slides back into place—two best friends with nothing to hide, at least not where anyone else can see.