From The Shower To A Dream

Three women tangled up after the shower. Skin flushed, breath still heavy. A redhead shakes wet hair from her eyes, a blonde’s palm finds the small of her back, a brunette leans in and nips her neck. Water still beads on natural tits that press together, nipples hard from the air. No one speaks. The redhead drops onto her back, legs parting slow, and the blonde climbs over her face. The brunette kneels beside them, fingers slipping between the redhead’s thighs. She tastes first. The blonde grinds down, hips rocking. Every breath is a rasp. A hand grips the brunette’s hair and pulls her deeper. They move like they can’t stop, wet skin against wet skin, until the only sound left is the slap of thighs and the choked gasps breaking loose.