Best Friends' Aquarium Crush Finally Consumed
Two best friends finally eat each other's pussies after hours at the aquarium.
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The massive public aquarium had emptied hours ago, the last of the evening visitors herded out by security, leaving only the low hum of filtration systems and the ethereal glow of the tanks. Lena wiped her hands on her work shorts, the faint scent of saltwater and brine clinging to her skin after a long day cataloging specimens in the lab. At twenty-eight, she’d been the lead marine biologist here for three years, and Kai had been diving the exhibits even longer—her best friend since they’d bonded over shared shifts and shitty coffee in the break room. Kai was twenty-six, all lean muscle from hauling dive gear, her arms and thighs inked with swirling octopuses and coral reefs that seemed to shift under the blue lights. They’d traded filthy jokes for years, lingering looks that stretched too long, hands brushing when they passed tools or clipped harnesses. Tonight it had boiled over.
They stood alone in the dimly lit exhibit hall, the jellyfish tank pulsing with soft bioluminescence behind them, tentacles drifting like lazy ghosts. Lena’s pulse hammered as she faced Kai, close enough to smell the chlorine and skin on her. “I’ve jerked off thinking about you so many times,” Lena admitted, voice rough, the words tumbling out after too many beers in the empty staff lounge. “Years. Fantasized about spreading you open right here, tasting how wet you get when you’re teasing me.”
Kai’s dark eyes flashed, a slow grin splitting her face as she stepped in until their boots nearly touched. “Fuck, Lena. Same. Every time I’m in the shark tunnel I picture you on your knees with your tongue in my cunt. I’ve come so hard in the showers thinking about fucking you that my legs shake. I want to bury my face in your pussy until you scream and soak my chin.” Her fingers hooked into the waistband of Lena’s shorts, tugging just enough to feel the heat radiating off her. “Tell me what you’d do. Don’t hold back.”
Lena’s breath hitched, nipples tightening against her tank top. “I’d shove you against the glass and eat that tattooed ass while I finger-fuck you deep. Want to feel you clench around my tongue, hear you beg. I’ve dreamed about your clit between my lips, sucking it until you squirt.” The air between them crackled, thick with the salt-tang of the tanks and their mutual need. Kai’s free hand slid up Lena’s side, thumb brushing the underside of her breast.