Camila stopped to pick up her yellow bikini as they walked past it, but Lauren kept dragging her along.
"Wait, Lauren, my suit," she protested.
Lauren smirked at her. "You're not going to need it, Camz."
Camila felt her cheeks heat up. Compromising, she picked up her towel from the lounge chair and wrapped it around herself.
Lauren just shook her head at her and led her into the house, up the stairs, and down the hall. The guest room door was open, to Camila's shock.
Lauren just stood in the doorway for a moment, keeping Camila behind her. She peered over Lauren's shoulder and nearly gasped out loud at what she was seeing.
Normani was on all fours, fingers clutching the guest room comforter, as Dinah bucked her hips against her from behind. "What are they...?" Camila breathed in Lauren's ear.
Lauren's eyes danced. "Strap-on," she whispered back. Lauren was getting so wet that she was pretty sure it was soaking through her bikini.
"Lauren!" Dinah said, finally noticing her in the doorway. "Wanna join us?"
"Well," Lauren said, stepping aside to reveal Camila. "Actually, we were hoping you could help us."
Normani groaned loudly as Dinah withdrew the strap-on again. Lauren giggled. "Come on, Mani, Camila's not so bad."
"Fucking right," Normani said lowly, eyes raking in Camila's ass, barely covered by the towel. "What do you need help with? Sure sounded like you were taking care of business down there."
Camila blushed scarlet, while Lauren just let her lips curve upward. "I was. But Camz needs a little help."
Dinah smiled. "First time, Mila?"
The girl nodded mutely.
Dinah pulled out of Normani and bounced over to Lauren and Camila, grabbing each of them by a hand. "Come on. We'll teach you."
She took the strap-on off, making Normani grumble in annoyance. "I'll make it up to you," Dinah promised. "Lie down."
Normani settled herself on her back, stretching out luxuriously, and Lauren did the same right next to her. Dinah motioned for Camila to kneel next to her at the foot of the bed.
"Girls are easy to please when you know what you're doing," Dinah said cheerfully. "And I know for a fact that Lauren is pretty...vocal about what she wants."
Lauren laughed and Camila couldn't help but watch her breasts bouncing up and down.
"Anyway," Dinah continued, and pulled on Normani's legs until they straddled her kneeling form. Camila did the same. "Just do what I do for now. We'll teach you to improvise later."
Dinah ran a hand down Normani's flat stomach while Camila pulled Lauren's bikini bottoms off, exposing everything. Camila swallowed hard. "She's pretty, huh?" Dinah laughed. "Just wait, though. Of the three of us, we voted – I've got the best tits, Normani's got the best pussy, and Lauren's got the best ass."
Camila looked visibly frightened and Dinah giggled at her. "We won't go there today; maybe some other time."
Dinah pushed open Normani's outer lips now, watching Camila do the same thing to Lauren. Both girls moaned and Dinah was reminded of how turned on they both already were. This would be an easy job.
She slid one finger inside of Normani and Camila did the same to Lauren. "More," Normani moaned. "You've got that damn strap-on to live up to." Dinah grinned and shoved and shoved another two fingers in.
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Pool Party (converted from glee)
FanfictionAn afternoon of swimming in the Jauregui's pool sounds innocent enough, but Camila gets more than she bargained for. WARNING: major smut (Also all credit goes to the original author)