Caminah Smuts

Greedy Lovers

The camera focused in on a Cuban clad in skinny jeans and a black V-neck shirt, sitting on a park bench and texting on her phone. She had a grin on her face, brunette locks curtaining her face as she typed out a reply. The one holding the camera let out a snort. "What's happening, Mila?"

Camila looked up from her phone, grin still firmly in place. "We're meeting this girl I met when I went out for coffee the other day, and Mani, she looks good."

"Was she the reason you were gone for like, eight hours the other day?" Camila grinned, nodding. "You think she's down to fuck?" The camera shifted closer while Camila's phone made a sound and she proceeded to text back. "Who the hell are you texting anyway? Is it the girl?"

"Uh huh," Camila licked her lips, her thumbs moving at a rapid pace all over the screen of her phone. "Wait until you see her though. I don't want to spoil anything but I'm pretty sure you're gonna like her too. Oh," Camila looked up and the camera panned towards the far end of the street where a blonde-haired lady was making her way to where Camila and Normani were sitting. Camila stood to her feet. "That's her right there. Hey, Dinah!"

The camera panned to show a beautiful woman clad in a black dress, her legs long and slender, glistening as if already oiled. From behind the camera, Normani made a sound of approval while Camila pulled Dinah into a hug. Normani raised the camera and walked around the hugging pair. Camila's hands roamed all over Dinah's back until it rested right on top of the swell of her ass.

"Is this your friend that you mentioned?" Dinah asked, turning to face Normani. Her smile was bright, upper lip curled just right to show a knowing smirk. "I'm Dinah."

"You weren't kidding when you said she was a total babe, Camila." Normani grinned, holding out her hand for Dinah to shake. "Mila told you what we do, right?"

"She did," Dinah nodded, biting her lip and glanced at Camila with a small, secretive smile before looking into the camera lens. "I'd very much prefer working with two sexy women rather than with the types of guys people associate with those who make porn."

Camila curled her arm around Dinah's hip and pulled her close. "What do you think, Mani? Good, right?"

Behind the camera, Normani made a sound. "I'll tell you what I think when we get back to our place. That cool with you, Dinah?"

Nodding, she and Camila went on ahead, walking to the black sedan parked a few feet away. Its windows were tinted black, and the leather seats barely made a sound when all three of them got in, with Dinah sitting at the front seat while Camila drove to their house that also doubled as their studio.

In the car, Normani kept the camera rolling while she asked Dinah a couple of questions. "What's the most you've done sexually?"

"I've been pretty vanilla," Dinah spoke to the camera while Camila grinned and waggled her brows. "But I've always been interested with the kinkier side of sex. I just haven't found the right person to explore that kind of thing with me."

"Ever had a threesome?" Camila asked. Her hand was on Dinah's thigh where the hem of her dress rode up to expose tan skin that was soft to the touch.

"Nope, but I'm hoping I would be in one today."

"You met the right people for exploring your horizons though," Camila told Dinah while Normani cut off the camera. "But if you get uncomfortable, just say the word and we'll stop. We won't force you into anything."

The car pulled up to a wide driveway. A flagstone path curved up the side of the villa, leading inside. Camila and Dinah walked together, hand in hand, while Normani rolled the camera again. She focused on the sway of Dinah's ass, the way her thighs jiggled just a tad, almost having the camera up her skirt. Camila led them to the backyard where there were rows of patio chairs set up underneath a huge beach umbrella.