Long Nails Lesbians

Long Nails Lesbians ~ by DarkTalons

Lena and Sasha had been together two months, a whirlwind of shy glances turned late-night kisses turned full-on obsession. They’d met at a bar—Lena, the blonde, all soft curves and nervous giggles, sipping a gin fizz; Sasha, the black-haired goddess, sharp cheekbones and a smirk that could melt steel, tossing back whiskey like water. Now, in Sasha’s loft apartment, the air was thick with anticipation, candles flickering on the dresser, a playlist of slow, sultry beats humming through the speakers. They’d decided tonight was special—new territory, a leap into kink they’d whispered about over wine last week: long nails, sexy outfits, the works.

Lena stood by the bed, shy even after two months, tugging at the hem of her outfit. She’d gone all out—sheer black nylon pantyhose hugging her thick thighs, a lacy red teddy that barely contained her full tits, garters snapping against her skin, and strappy red stilettos, five inches, glossy as her lips. Her nails were the star—fresh from the salon, an inch long, almond-shaped, painted a glossy cherry red that popped against her pale skin. She wiggled her fingers, still getting used to them, the weight, the shine, a little thrill sparking every time they clicked—*tap-tap*—against her thigh.

Sasha emerged from the bathroom, and Lena’s breath caught. The goddess lived up to her name—jet-black hair cascading in loose waves, a leather corset cinched tight around her slim waist, pushing up perky tits, a black thong peeking out from fishnet stockings that climbed her endless legs, and black platform heels, six inches, clicking like a predator’s stride.