The Unexpected Unicorn

Two women in their living room find a stranger hiding in the pool cabana. Kenzie’s first impulse is anger, but Bella stops her. They talk instead. The girl, Whitney, is shaken. No place to go. They bring her inside, tell her to shower, offer clean clothes. Later she comes out looking steadier. She thanks them. They ask if she wants to talk. Whitney tells them about the boyfriend who read her journal, found fantasies about women, and threw her out. Kenzie nods. Same thing happened to her. They say Whitney can stay. Bella steps in to hug her. Whitney answers with a kiss that lingers. Kenzie and Bella trade a quick glance, then Bella kisses Whitney back. The girl admits she’s always wanted this—two women taking care of her. Clothes come off fast. Kenzie’s big blond frame slides over Whitney’s smaller one, Bella’s long legs straddling the other side. Shaved skin against shaved skin. Whitney’s small, natural tits rise and fall fast under Bella’s mouth. Kenzie’s tongue finds her first, slow then greedy, until Whitney shakes and reaches for both of them. They take turns, hands everywhere, guiding her through it all—three bodies locked together on the couch, sweat and breath and raw need. Whitney’s new home, sealed with her first real taste of women.