In the humid dressing room thick with the scent of sweat and floral perfume, Emma peeled away her bra in one fluid motion, her small perky tits bouncing free with those round pink nipples tightening under the cool air. Sophie's eyes locked onto them, unable to look away from the soft swell and delicate color, a flush creeping up her neck as her own cunt clenched in sudden heat. One by one the other girls grabbed their bags and left, the door clicking shut until only silence remained between Sophie and Emma. The tension thickened like honey, Sophie's pulse hammering as she stared openly now, imagining how those pretty pink nipples would taste if she leaned in to suckle them, her fingers itching to pinch and tug while Emma's breath hitched in response.

Emma reached for the shimmering costume top draped over the nearby chair, a delicate thing of satin and sequins meant for the next act, and slipped it over her head with a soft rustle. "Sophie, can you help me clasp this? The hooks are tricky in the back," she asked, her voice low and a little breathless, the flush still coloring her cheeks. Sophie swallowed hard, her throat dry, but nodded. "Yeah... of course," she managed, stepping forward as Emma turned her back to her.

Sophie moved in close behind her, the heat of Emma's bare skin radiating through the thin fabric. Her hands rose, but instead of fumbling for the clasps, they settled lightly on Emma's waist. With deliberate slowness, she spun her around until they faced each other, their eyes locking in the charged silence. Sophie's fingers hooked into the edges of the half-fastened top and tugged it upward, peeling it off to let Emma's small perky tits spill free once more. Emma's breath hitched into a shuddering exhale, her chest rising sharply as Sophie's cold fingertips traced slow, teasing circles around those tight pink nipples, the contact sending visible shivers rippling across Emma's skin. A soft whimper escaped her lips, and her hands came up instinctively to grip Sophie's shoulders, pulling her nearer amid the electric pulse of want that thrummed between them.

Emma's eyes widened as Sophie's fingers continued their teasing circles, her grip tightening on Sophie's shoulders. "What are you doing?" she whispered, voice trembling with a mix of surprise and budding arousal. Sophie froze for a heartbeat, the air crackling between them, before a dark hunger overtook her expression. Without a word, she gripped Emma's hips firmly and spun her around, guiding her forward until Emma's palms flattened against the cool surface of the dressing table, her small perky tits dangling forward and her ass presented.

Sophie's breath came hot against the back of Emma's neck as she leaned in close. "You can't just walk around with no shirt on and expect me not to fuck you," she growled, her voice low and rough with need. Her hand slid down the curve of Emma's spine, tracing lower until her fingers hooked into the waistband of Emma's pants and tugged them down in one deliberate motion, exposing the smooth swell of her ass and the glistening folds of her cunt. Sophie didn't rush; she dragged her fingertips slowly along Emma's wet slit, parting the slick lips with deliberate pressure, feeling the heat and the way Emma's pussy clenched in anticipation, juices already coating her skin in a sticky sheen. She settled two fingers firmly on Emma's swollen clit, rubbing in tight, unhurried circles that made the sensitive nub throb under her touch.

Emma's moan spilled out raw and needy, her thighs quivering as her cunt grew even wetter, dripping down her inner thighs. "Please," she gasped, pushing back slightly against Sophie's hand. Sophie's fingers paused, pressing harder against the throbbing clit. "Please what?" she demanded, voice edged with command. Emma's answer came out as a desperate, broken moan, her knuckles whitening on the table edge. "Fuck me please." Sophie obliged instantly, yanking the pants lower and plunging two fingers roughly into Emma's tight pussy, thrusting deep to the knuckle with a wet, obscene sound, stretching her walls and curling to hit that sensitive spot inside while her thumb kept working the clit.

Emma released a breathy moan that echoed off the dressing room mirrors, her body jolting forward as Sophie's fingers sank even deeper into the slick heat of her cunt. The wet squelch of each thrust filled the air, Sophie's knuckles pressing against Emma's swollen folds while her thumb ground relentlessly against the throbbing clit, smearing the growing slickness in slow, deliberate strokes that made Emma's thighs tremble and her ass cheeks clench around nothing.

Sophie didn't let up, pumping those two fingers in a steady rhythm that grew faster with each passing second, curling them harder against the spongy spot inside Emma's pussy that made her walls flutter and drip even more. Juices coated Sophie's hand in a shiny trail, running down to soak the waistband of the bunched pants around Emma's knees. "Please," Emma whimpered, voice cracking as she pushed her hips back, chasing the friction with desperate little rolls of her ass.

"Please what?" Sophie demanded, her voice rough and commanding as she twisted her fingers inside that tight channel, scissoring them open just enough to stretch Emma's entrance wider before slamming back in. Her free hand slid up to cup one of Emma's dangling tits, squeezing the soft flesh and pinching the stiff pink nipple between her fingers.

"Please make me come Sophie please," Emma begged, the words tumbling out in a rush, her cunt clenching greedily around the invading digits as fresh wetness gushed out.

Sophie leaned in lower, her tongue flicking out to drag across Emma's sensitive nipple in long, wet licks, sucking the bud into her mouth with a hungry groan while her fingers pistoned faster and harder, the heel of her palm slapping against Emma's clit with every thrust. "Come for me," she growled against the damp skin, teeth grazing the nipple before she latched on again, sucking hard enough to make Emma cry out.

Emma's whole body seized, her pussy spasming violently around Sophie's fingers as she came in a hot rush, thick strands of cum coating the thrusting digits and dripping in messy rivulets down her inner thighs. Her moans turned into broken sobs of pleasure, hips bucking wildly as the orgasm ripped through her, leaving her cunt pulsing and fluttering in aftershocks while Sophie kept licking and fingering her through every wave.

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