Tiffany, new in town, accepts an invitation
to hang out at Hailey's place after school. The atmosphere is romantic and intimate, with Amanda and Hailey already tipsy and flirtatious. Tiffany feels self-conscious but is drawn in by the attention and the wine. The girls reveal their desire to explore… ******************* I, Tiffany, should have known better than to accept the invitation to hang out at Hailey's place after school. I mean, her parents are never home, and Amanda and Hailey have been acting a little strange lately. But I was new in town, and they were the first friends I made, so I figured, why not? Besides, I could use a drink after the week I've had. As I step into Hailey's room, I see the setup—candlelit, with soft music playing in the background. It's almost romantic. Amanda and Hailey are already sitting on the bed, giggling like schoolgirls, each with a glass of wine in hand. They seem more than a little tipsy. "Hey, Tiff! Over here!" Hailey pats the spot next to her, and I make my way over, feeling a little self-conscious. I take a seat on the bed, and Hailey refills my glass, pouring a generous amount of red wine. "Cheers!" Amanda raises her glass, and we clink them together. "To new friends and new experiences!" I smile, a bit unsure of what she means by 'new experiences', but I drink anyway. The wine is sweet and fruity, and I can feel its warmth spreading through my body. Hailey leans closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "So, Tiff, how are you liking our little town so far?" she asks, her voice low and sultry. "It's... nice," I reply, a little breathless. The wine is already going to my head. "You two have been great, showing me around and everything." "Oh, we're glad to hear that," Amanda purrs, running her hand up my thigh. I jump at the contact, my skin tingling where she touches me. "We want to make sure you feel welcome, don't we, Hailey?" Hailey nods, her eyes fixed on my lips. "Definitely. We want to make sure you have a good time, Tiff." I swallow hard, my throat suddenly dry. I take another sip of wine, trying to calm my nerves. But my heart is pounding in my chest, and I can't ignore the heat building between my legs. I've never been with a girl before, but there's something about the way they're looking at me that makes me want to throw caution to the wind. "You know, Tiff," Hailey says, her voice barely above a whisper, "we've been friends for a while now, and we've always had this... connection. We thought, why not share it with someone special? Someone like you." My eyes widen as I realize what they're suggesting. "You... you mean... both of you?" Amanda smiles, her lips curving wickedly. "Mmm-hmm. We've been wanting to try this for a while. And we think you're the perfect addition to our little threesome." I feel my cheeks flush, and it's not just from the alcohol. This is crazy, but I can't deny the desire coursing through me. I've always been curious, and the thought of being with two beautiful girls is beyond tempting. "I... I don't know what to say," I stammer, my voice hoarse. Hailey leans in and brushes her lips against mine, a soft, teasing kiss. "You don't have to say anything, Tiff. Just let us show you how much we want you." I close my eyes as Hailey's lips move gently against mine, her tongue tracing the outline of my lips, seeking entrance. I moan softly, opening my mouth to her, and our tongues dance in a slow, sensual rhythm. Amanda's hand slides up my shirt, her fingers caressing the bare skin of my lower back, making me shiver. Breaking the kiss, Hailey trails her lips down my neck, her warm breath sending goosebumps across my skin. I tilt my head to the side, giving her better access, as Amanda's hand moves to the front, cupping my breast through my bra. I arch into her touch, my nipple hardening under her palm. "You like that, don't you, Tiff?" Amanda whispers, her breath hot against my ear. "You like us touching you, making you feel good." I can only nod, my body on fire. Hailey's lips find the sensitive spot below my ear, and she sucks gently, sending sparks of pleasure down my spine. Amanda's hand squeezes my breast, and she pinches my nipple lightly, making me gasp. "We want to make you feel so much more," Hailey murmurs, her hands sliding under my shirt, her fingers gliding over my skin. She unhooks my bra with practiced ease, and my breasts spill out, the cool air causing my nipples to tighten further. Amanda's hand moves lower, her fingers dipping into the waistband of my skirt, skimming the lace of my panties. I'm already so wet, and the sensation of her touch makes me squirm. Hailey's hands cup my breasts, her thumbs brushing my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through me. "Please," I whisper, not even sure what I'm asking for, but desperate for more. Amanda leans down, her lips capturing one taut peak, sucking gently. I cry out, my head falling back as Hailey's fingers find the wetness between my legs, stroking my folds through the thin fabric. "You're so wet, Tiff," Hailey breathes, her fingers pressing against my clit, making me tremble. "Let us take care of you." I nod frantically, my body on the verge of exploding. Hailey hooks her fingers in my panties and skirt, pulling them down my thighs in one smooth motion. I lift my hips to help her, my eyes fluttering shut as the cool air hits my exposed skin. Amanda's lips leave my breast, and she trails kisses down my stomach, her tongue dipping into my navel, making me squirm. Hailey's fingers continue their teasing strokes, and I'm panting, my body on the edge of release. "Please, just touch me," I beg, my hands clutching at the sheets. Amanda chuckles, the sound low and throaty. "Oh, we're going to do more than touch you, Tiff." She settles between my thighs, her breath hot against my sensitive flesh. Hailey moves to my side, her fingers still working their magic, while Amanda's tongue replaces her fingers, flicking and licking at my clit. I cry out, my hips bucking off the bed as her tongue delves deeper, tasting my arousal. "That's it, beautiful," Hailey coos, her free hand pinching my other nipple, sending shocks of pleasure through me. "Let go, let us make you come." I'm so close, teetering on the bluff of orgasm. Amanda's tongue is relentless, her fingers joining in, sliding into my wetness, stroking my sensitive walls. Hailey's fingers quicken their pace, and I can't hold back any longer. "Oh God, I'm coming!" I cry out, my body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. Amanda doesn't stop, her tongue and fingers continuing their skillful assault, drawing out my orgasm until I'm a quivering mess. As my body calms, Amanda kisses her way up my body, her hands stroking my sides. Hailey moves to my other side, her lips finding mine, sharing my taste with me. I kiss her back, my hands tangling in her hair, our tongues dancing together. "That was... incredible," I breathe, my heart still racing. Amanda smiles, her eyes glittering with satisfaction. "That was just the beginning, Tiff. We've got all night to show you just how good it can be." I swallow, my mouth dry, my body already craving more. Hailey and Amanda exchange a look, their smiles conspiratorial. I realize this is just the start of our night together, and I can't wait to see what else they have in store for me.Thanks, Guys for Reading.Thanks for the love &Expect more kinky Smut A last-minute bonus scene : (continued)***************************Lucy's fingers dug deeper, her nails drawing thin, crimson lines across Jane's inner thighs. She leaned in, her breath hot on Jane's ear, whispering venomous words, "You thought you could break me, didn't you? 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