A Splash Of Bi-Curiosity

Sam wants to blow out the candles and bury himself in two women at once. Hime Marie knows the plan: he lined up a hookup on the app for his birthday present. Sitting on the edge of the bed she bites her lip and says she’s nervous. Never been with a girl before. And she squirts—hard. Sam tells her the stranger does too. Like a fire hydrant. So stop worrying. The door clicks. Ember Snow walks in like she owns the room. Tan skin, short skirt, eyes that say she’s done this before. She sizes Hime up, grabs her chin, kisses her deep, tongue and teeth. Hime melts. Ember’s hands slide under her shirt, flip the clasp, and the bra hits the floor. Small, tight breasts already heaving. Fingers slip between Hime’s thighs. She’s soaked. Ember smirks, drops to her knees, drags panties down and spreads her open. One long lick and Hime gasps like she got slapped. Ember works her clit slow then fast, two fingers inside curling hard against that spot Sam knows so well. Hime shakes, swears she can’t, but her hips buck anyway. Pressure builds until it snaps. A rush of warm liquid sprays across Ember’s chin and the sheets. She moans louder than Sam’s ever heard. Ember licks it up, then climbs on top, grinding her cunt over Hime’s thigh, slick and loud. They rock together until Ember shudders too, wetness flooding out in a second hot rush. Sam’s pants are already on the floor. He steps in, slides inside Hime first, balls-deep, feeling her still clenching. Ember straddles Hime’s face, feeds her that dripping pussy while Sam thrusts. Every time Hime cums, she soaks his cock. Ember watches, palms her own tits, then pulls him out and swallows him wet, tasting Hime. She turns around, backs onto him, ass high, while Hime fingers her clit until Ember squirts again, spraying the sheets and Sam’s balls. They trade spots. Sam bends Ember forward, pounds her until she drenches his thighs, then flips Hime on all fours and does the same to her. Two trembling bodies, two soaking cunts, every thrust loud and wet. He fills Hime last, grunting, hips jerking as he empties inside her. She clamps down and lets another gush go around his cock, moaning his name like a prayer. Ember kisses Hime slow while they drip on the mattress. Sam watches, cock still twitching, breathing like he ran a mile. Best birthday money never bought.