Skella S Sleepover

The shower was a haze of steam, the air thick and heavy as Skella Borealis stepped under the pounding stream. Water sluiced over her bare skin, tracing the black ink of her tattoos as it dripped from her pert breasts, her nipples hardening under the heat. Her dark hair plastered to her neck, and she licked her lips, casting a wicked glance back at Alyssa Reece. Alyssa slipped in behind her, naked and unshy, her toned body glistening as water beaded on her smooth, tanned skin. Her hazel eyes locked on Skella's, a hungry edge to her smirk.

"Fuck, it's hot in here," Skella purred, arching her back to let the water hit her full chest. Alyssa didn't answer with words--she closed the gap, pressing her wet body against Skella's, and crushed their lips together. The kiss was raw, all teeth and tongue, water streaming into their mouths as they devoured each other. Skella's hands gripped Alyssa's ass, squeezing the firm flesh, while Alyssa shoved a thigh between Skella's legs, grinding against her slick heat.

Alyssa broke the kiss, panting, and snatched the showerhead from its mount. "Let's play," she growled, cranking the setting to a pulsing jet. She aimed it straight at Skella's tits, the hard spray hitting her nipples like a lover's bite. Skella moaned, loud and shameless, her hands sliding down to spread herself open. Alyssa took the hint, lowering the showerhead, blasting the jets against Skella's clit. The pressure was relentless, and Skella's hips bucked, her cries echoing off the tiles as she came hard, her pussy clenching around nothing.

"My turn," Skella rasped, snatching the showerhead back. She shoved Alyssa against the wall, pinning her with one hand while directing the spray between Alyssa's thighs. Alyssa's head tipped back, her mouth falling open as the water pummeled her swollen clit. "Oh, fuck--right there," she gasped, grabbing Skella's wrist to hold it steady. Her orgasm hit fast, her legs shaking as she squirted, the warm rush mixing with the shower's flow.

They weren't done. Alyssa dropped to her knees, shoving Skella's legs apart and burying her face in her cunt. Her tongue flicked fast, lapping at Skella's dripping folds, sucking her clit until Skella's hands fisted in her hair, yanking hard. "Don't stop--fuck, don't stop," Skella begged, grinding against Alyssa's mouth. She came again, a shuddering mess, her juices coating Alyssa's chin.

Skella hauled Alyssa up, spinning her around to face the wall. She pressed her chest to Alyssa's back, one hand snaking around to plunge two fingers deep into Alyssa's tight, soaking pussy. The other hand pinched Alyssa's nipples, twisting just enough to make her yelp. Alyssa pushed back, fucking herself on Skella's fingers, her moans turning to screams as Skella curled them against her G-spot. "Harder--fuck me harder," Alyssa demanded, and Skella obliged, pounding her until Alyssa's third orgasm ripped through her, her walls pulsing around Skella's hand.

They swapped again, insatiable--Skella straddling Alyssa's thigh, rubbing her clit against the slick muscle while Alyssa fingered her from behind. The showerhead lay abandoned, water pooling at their feet as they chased every peak. Skella came grinding on Alyssa's leg, her nails digging into her shoulders. Alyssa followed, her fingers still buried in Skella, her body trembling through another climax.

Finally, they collapsed against each other, panting, the water now lukewarm. Skella smirked, licking Alyssa's neck. "We're doing this again tomorrow."

Alyssa grinned, biting Skella's lip. "Fucking right we are."

**

The night hummed with a restless energy as Skella Borealis unlocked the door to her loft, ushering Alyssa Reece and Madison Beer inside. The air smelled faintly of incense and promise, a perfect backdrop for their sleepover. Skella's dark hair was loose, her ripped tank top clinging to her tattooed frame, while Alyssa sauntered in behind her, all confidence in a tight black tee and shorts that barely covered her ass. Madison followed, her long brown hair swaying, her oversized hoodie hiding a skimpy crop top and panties underneath--she'd come ready to unwind.

"Food first, bitches," Skella declared, kicking off her boots and heading to the kitchen. She'd ordered a spread--greasy pizza dripping with cheese, spicy wings, and a pile of chocolate-dipped strawberries for dessert. They sprawled on the floor around the coffee table, legs tangled, giggling as they ate. Alyssa licked sauce off her fingers, catching Skella's eye before leaning in to kiss her, slow and messy, tasting of pepperoni and heat. Skella grinned into it, nipping Alyssa's lip, then grabbed a strawberry and fed it to Madison, who sucked the chocolate off Skella's fingers with a teasing smirk.

"Fuck, you're good at that," Skella murmured, pulling Madison closer. Their lips crashed together, tongues sliding, sticky-sweet from the fruit. Alyssa watched, smirking, then slid a hand up Madison's thigh, brushing the edge of her panties. Madison moaned into Skella's mouth, parting her legs as Alyssa's fingers teased higher. Skella broke the kiss to grab a wing, smearing sauce on Alyssa's neck before licking it off, her tongue dragging slow and deliberate. "Tastes better on you," she purred.

They ate and teased, hands roaming--Madison tugging Alyssa's shirt up to kiss her bare stomach, Skella grinding lightly against Madison's hip, Alyssa pinching Skella's nipples through her tank top. By the time the food was gone, they were flushed and restless, clothes askew, the air thick with tension.

"Let's move this party," Alyssa said, voice husky, dragging them to the living room. The big screen flickered on, and Skella scrolled through a porn site, landing on a clip of three women tangled in a sweaty, moaning heap. "Perfect," Madison laughed, shedding her hoodie to reveal her tight crop top, nipples poking through. They sank onto the plush couch, thighs pressed together, eyes glued to the screen as moans filled the room.

Skella was the first to move, sliding a hand into her shorts, rubbing her clit in slow circles. "Fuck, this is hot," she breathed, glancing at the others. Alyssa followed, peeling off her shorts and spreading her legs, her fingers dipping into her wet pussy with a soft squelch. Madison bit her lip, watching them, then yanked off her panties, her hand working fast between her thighs. Their breathing synced with the porn, ragged and needy.

Alyssa leaned over, kissing Skella hard, her free hand grabbing Skella's wrist to guide her fingers deeper. "Touch me too," she demanded, and Skella obliged, plunging two fingers into Alyssa's dripping cunt, pumping fast. Madison whined, jealous, and kissed Alyssa next, their tongues sloppy as Madison's hand sped up on her clit. The air was all gasps and wet sounds, the porn a blurry backdrop to their own show.

Skella broke away, rummaging in a drawer to pull out two vibrators--sleek, buzzing toys she'd stashed for nights like this. She tossed one to Madison, who grinned and pressed it to her clit, her hips jerking as the vibrations hit. Alyssa snatched the other, sliding it inside herself, moaning loud as it buzzed against her walls. Skella fingered herself harder, watching them, then grabbed Alyssa's vibrator hand, fucking her with it until Alyssa screamed, her pussy clenching as she came, squirting onto the couch.

Madison wasn't far behind, the vibrator grinding against her clit as Skella kissed her neck, biting hard. "Come for us, Mads," Skella whispered, and Madison did, her body shaking, a high-pitched cry spilling out as her orgasm hit. Skella finished herself off, three fingers deep, her own climax crashing through her as she watched her friends unravel.

They slumped together, panting, but Skella wasn't done. "Wait here," she said, disappearing into her bedroom. She returned dragging a Sybian--a black, saddle-like machine with a thick, vibrating ridge and a dildo attachment. Alyssa's eyes widened, and Madison clapped, giddy. "Holy shit, you've been holding out on us," Alyssa laughed.

Skella plugged it in, straddling it first. She sank onto the dildo, the machine humming to life as she cranked the settings. "Fuck--oh fuck," she groaned, the vibrations rattling her clit while the dildo stretched her deep. Alyssa crawled over, sucking Skella's nipples, her hands kneading her tits. Madison joined, kissing Skella's throat, then sliding a hand down to rub Alyssa's pussy as she watched. Skella rode hard, her moans turning to screams as she came, her juices soaking the Sybian.

Alyssa went next, stripping fully and mounting the machine. She took the dildo slow, letting it fill her, then cranked the vibes to max. "Shit, it's intense," she gasped, her hips rolling. Skella knelt behind her, grinding her wet pussy against Alyssa's ass, while Madison fingered herself, watching Alyssa's tits bounce. Alyssa's orgasm hit like a freight train, her body seizing as she yelled, "Fuck, yes!" Skella smacked her ass, drawing it out.

Madison climbed on last, eager and fearless. She rode the Sybian like a pro, the dildo slamming into her as the vibrations buzzed her clit raw. Alyssa and Skella flanked her, each sucking a nipple, their hands roaming--Skella fingering Madison's ass, Alyssa rubbing her own pussy against Madison's thigh. Madison's screams were wild, her fourth orgasm of the night tearing through her, her body convulsing as she soaked the machine.

They collapsed in a heap, the Sybian humming softly beneath them, slick with their mess. "Best sleepover ever," Madison panted, kissing them both. Skella smirked, tracing a finger down Alyssa's spine. "Round two tomorrow?"

"Fuck yes," Alyssa agreed, and they laughed, tangled and spent, the night still young.

The morning sun filtered through the loft's high windows, casting a golden glow over the tangled mess of blankets and bodies on the living room floor. Skella Borealis stirred first, her dark hair a wild halo around her head, her tattooed skin warm from sleep. She stretched, feeling the delicious ache in her muscles from last night's debauchery, and glanced at Alyssa Reece beside her. Alyssa's bare chest rose and fell softly, her nipples still faintly pink from their earlier play. Skella smirked, nudging her awake with a gentle elbow.

"Rise and shine, slut," Skella whispered, her voice husky. Alyssa groaned, then grinned, her hazel eyes cracking open. "Fuck, what time is it?" she mumbled, but Skella was already pulling her up, their naked bodies brushing as they stumbled toward the bathroom. "Shower first. I'm sticky as hell."

The shower was a tight fit, but that only made it better. Hot water blasted down as Skella pinned Alyssa against the tiles, their lips crashing together in a sloppy, desperate kiss. Water streamed over their faces, mingling with the taste of last night's sweat and cum. Alyssa's hands gripped Skella's ass, pulling her closer, their wet pussies grinding together. "Goddamn, you're insatiable," Alyssa gasped, biting Skella's lip. Skella laughed, grabbing the showerhead and cranking it to a pulsing jet.

She aimed it at Alyssa's clit, the hard spray making her yelp and buck. "Fuck--right there," Alyssa moaned, spreading her legs wider. Skella knelt, shoving two fingers into Alyssa's dripping cunt, pumping fast while the water battered her swollen bud. Alyssa's head slammed back against the wall, her screams echoing as she came, her pussy clenching around Skella's fingers, squirting hot and wet down her wrist. Skella didn't let up, finger-fucking her through it until Alyssa's knees buckled.

"Your turn," Alyssa growled, snatching the showerhead. She shoved Skella onto her knees, spreading her ass cheeks and blasting the jets against her tight, puckered hole. Skella moaned, loud and filthy, shoving her own fingers into her pussy as the water teased her asshole. Alyssa slid a finger in alongside the spray, stretching her, and Skella lost it--her orgasm hit hard, her cunt spasming, juices dripping onto the shower floor as she screamed Alyssa's name.

They washed up after, giggling and groping, then stepped out dripping. Skella rummaged in a drawer, pulling out two shiny butt plugs--hers black, Alyssa's purple. "Fancy a little extra fun?" she teased, lubing hers up. Alyssa nodded, bending over the sink as Skella worked the plug into her tight ass, slow and deliberate, drawing a low moan. Skella followed, sliding her own in, gasping at the fullness. They dressed--Skella in a loose tank and thong, Alyssa in a cropped tee and boy shorts--both feeling the plugs shift with every step, a dirty little secret.

Madison Beer was still sprawled on the couch, snoring softly, her long legs bare under a rumpled blanket. Skella and Alyssa exchanged a look, then pounced. "Wakey, wakey, princess," Skella sang, yanking the blanket off. Madison yelped, blinking awake, her crop top twisted, panties askew. "Fuck you both," she grumbled, but her pout turned to a grin as Alyssa kissed her cheek, then her lips, soft and lingering.

"Come on, we're making breakfast," Alyssa said, tugging Madison up. They shuffled to the kitchen, Madison's ass swaying in her tiny panties. Skella whipped up pancakes--thick, fluffy stacks dripping with syrup--while Alyssa fried bacon, the sizzle filling the air. Madison perched on the counter, stealing bites, and Skella fed her a sticky piece, licking syrup off her fingers after. Alyssa smirked, smearing syrup on Madison's neck and sucking it off, making her squirm and giggle.

They ate at the table, legs brushing, trading kisses between bites. Skella's hand slid up Madison's thigh, teasing her panty line, while Alyssa pinched her nipples through her top. "You're so fucking cute when you're flustered," Skella murmured, and Madison blushed, her breath hitching. Alyssa leaned in, whispering, "We've got plans for you, Mads. Trust us?"

Madison nodded, hesitant but curious, and they led her back to the living room. The Sybian sat waiting, its black surface gleaming. Skella fetched soft ropes from a drawer, her grin wicked. "Let's tie you up and make you scream," she said, and Madison shivered, agreeing with a shaky, "Okay."

They stripped her naked, her perky tits bouncing free, her pussy already glistening. Alyssa knelt, kissing Madison's stomach as Skella bound her wrists behind her back, then tied her thighs to the Sybian's sides, spreading her wide. Madison sank onto the dildo attachment, gasping as it filled her tight cunt, the ridge pressing her clit. Skella cranked the vibration to a low hum, and Madison whimpered, her hips twitching.

Alyssa straddled Madison's lap, kissing her hard, tongue plunging deep as she groped her tits, twisting her nipples until they were hard little peaks. Skella knelt behind, licking Madison's neck, then biting her earlobe. She turned the rotation up, the dildo spinning inside Madison, and her moans turned to cries. "Fuck--it's too much," she gasped, but her hips rocked, chasing it. Alyssa slid a hand down, rubbing Madison's clit in fast circles, while Skella lubed a finger and pushed it into her tight asshole, matching the Sybian's rhythm.

Madison came undone, her first orgasm ripping through her, her pussy clenching the dildo as she screamed, "Oh God--fuck!" Skella cranked the vibes higher, and Alyssa pinched her nipples harder, drawing out a second climax, Madison's body shaking, her ass gripping Skella's finger. They didn't stop--Skella added a second finger, stretching her asshole, while Alyssa kissed her tears away, the Sybian pounding her into a third, wild orgasm, her juices soaking the machine.

Skella and Alyssa weren't idle. Skella shoved her thong aside, fingering her own pussy, the butt plug shifting deliciously as she watched Madison thrash. Alyssa did the same, grinding against Madison's thigh, her plug pressing deeper. Skella came first, her moans muffled against Madison's shoulder, her cunt pulsing around her fingers. Alyssa followed, humping Madison's leg, her orgasm loud and messy, dripping down her shorts.

They untied Madison, her body limp and trembling, and laid her on the couch. She grabbed a wand vibrator and a thick anal dildo from Skella's stash, too horny to rest. She spread her legs, pressing the wand to her clit, the buzz loud as she shoved the dildo into her ass, fucking herself deep. "Watch me," she panted, and they did, mesmerized.

Skella climbed onto the Sybian next, stripping fully, her plug still in as she rode the dildo attachment. Alyssa tweaked the controls, maxing the vibes and rotation, and Skella screamed, her tits bouncing as she came fast, her pussy squirting onto the saddle. Alyssa played with Skella's nipples, kissing her sloppy, then took her turn. She rode hard, the plug and dildo double-penetrating her, and Skella fingered her clit until Alyssa's orgasm hit, her cries echoing as she soaked the Sybian again.

Madison watched, her wand buzzing, the dildo pumping her ass, and came again, her fourth of the morning, her body arching off the couch. Skella and Alyssa swapped Sybian turns twice more--Skella grinding to a second climax, Alyssa riding to a third, their hands all over each other, squeezing tits, slapping asses, kissing wet and wild.

Finally, they collapsed beside Madison, the Sybian humming low, the room reeking of sex. Madison tossed the wand aside, panting, "You two are fucking insane." Skella laughed, kissing her sweaty forehead, while Alyssa traced lazy circles on Madison's stomach. "Round three tonight?" Skella asked, and they all grinned, already planning more.

**

Madison Beer flopped onto the couch, her body still buzzing from the morning's wild ride with Skella and Alyssa. The loft was quiet now, Skella and Alyssa off raiding the fridge for leftovers, leaving Madison sprawled in her crop top and panties, the faint ache of her overworked muscles a delicious reminder. Her phone buzzed on the cushion beside her--Maggie Lindemann's name lighting up the screen. She grinned, swiping to answer.

"Hey, babe!" Madison chirped, kicking her legs up. Maggie's voice crackled through, warm and teasing. "Hey, you little gremlin. Miss me yet?"

"Always, you dork," Madison laughed, twirling a strand of hair. "You wouldn't believe the week I've had."

Maggie snorted. "Oh, I've got stories too. Spill first--I need the chaos."

They slipped into their usual rhythm, giggling and tossing affectionate jabs. "You're such a fucking sweetheart," Madison said, her tone dripping with mock-sarcasm, and Maggie shot back, "And you're my favorite disaster. Love you, dummy." They traded weird tales--Maggie recounting a bizarre encounter with a raccoon outside her studio, Madison confessing she'd accidentally flashed a delivery guy when her robe slipped. "He tipped me," Madison cackled, and Maggie howled, "You're a menace!"

Then Madison's voice dropped, conspiratorial. "Okay, but real shit--Mags, I had the wildest sleepover last night with Skella and Alyssa." Maggie perked up, sensing the shift. "Oh, spill it, you slut. What'd you do?"

Madison bit her lip, heat creeping up her neck. "We ate pizza, kissed a bunch, then watched porn and fingered ourselves silly. Vibrators, too. Then Skella pulled out a Sybian--fucked us all senseless. This morning, they tied me to it, played with my tits and ass 'til I came like five times. They've got butt plugs in right now, and I'm wrecked."

Maggie let out a low, "Fuck, Mads," her breathing heavier. "That's so hot. I'm--shit, I'm wet just hearing it." A soft moan slipped through the line, and Madison's eyes widened. "Are you touching yourself, you perv?"

"Yeah," Maggie admitted, shameless, her voice husky. "Got my hand in my panties, rubbing my clit. Tell me more." The faint wet sound of her fingers working carried over, and Madison's core clenched. She slid her own hand down, cupping her pussy through her panties. "God, Mags, you're a freak. Okay--they ate me out, fucked me with their fingers, rode the Sybian 'til we were screaming. I can still feel it."