My Steamy Story: Daniëlle and kelly dressed in blue swim...

My Story Time:

Okay, so, spill the tea, bestie. It was one of those scorching summer days, and me and Kelly were literally melting after like, three hours at the beach. Our blue swimsuits were crusty with salt and sand, so we were high-key desperate for a shower. We piled into my bathroom, and the vibe was just… steamy. Literally.

The water was hitting us, and I couldn’t stop staring at her. Her blonde hair was plastered to her neck, and her blue bikini was clinging to her curves, like, for dear life. It was so sus how turned on I was getting. I was like, “Fuck it,” and I just reached out and traced the strap of her top. She looked at me, her eyes dark, and was like, “What are you doing, Dani?” And I just went for it. I whispered, “Something I’ve wanted to do all day,” and I leaned in and kissed her.

OMG, the way she kissed me back. She shoved me against the cool tile, her hands sliding under the wet fabric of my top, cupping my tits. I moaned into her mouth, my own fingers fumbling with the tie on her bottoms. They fell to the floor with a wet slap, and then my hand was on her pussy. She was so wet, and she gasped, “Yes, touch me, please.” I slid two fingers inside her, and she arched against me, her clit hard against my palm. She was bucking against my hand, her moans echoing in the shower, and I was so fucking turned on, my own pussy throbbing. I was like, “You feel so good,” and she just screamed my name as she came, her whole body shaking. Iconic. Period.