Hüttenschlampen - Ski lodge sluts

Tension reigned in the remote but luxurious ski lodge in Ischgl. Luna and Stella, the two lesbian prostitutes in the resort hotel, stood on the gallery above their break room amid velvet and silk cushions scattered across the floor. Both wore sheer negligees that only vaguely covered their breasts and the curves of their hips. Their lips were glittered with sensual gloss, and their gaze held a defiant challenge.

"I'm telling you, I'm the best!" whispered Luna with a slight Southeast Asian accent.

"No, Luna, it's me!" replied Stella firmly.

Both knew what the evening would bring. They had often received praise from clients, but in reality, everyone clamored for the best. So Stella, with blonde hair and cat-like eyes, decided to take the initiative. She gently but firmly pushed Luna into the soft pillows. Luna smiled wickedly, enjoying Stella's dominance and waiting to see what would happen next. Stella leaned over her, kissing Luna passionately. Her hands moved up from Luna's waist, tenderly caressing her bare breast. Luna moaned softly, feeling the warmth emanating from Stella's fingers. With every touch, the desire seemed to grow within her, and she knew she had to show what she was capable of.

Luna gently pushed Stella away and reversed the roles. Now she was the one calling the shots. She kissed Stella's neck, loosened the lace of her negligee, and revealed her full breasts. Stella moaned and Luna knew she was good. But so was Stella. They rolled around midst the soft pillows, body to body, nipples to nipples, struggling for the upper hand as their tongues danced in their mouths. The parquet flooring creaked softly, as the room filled with the sounds of desire and both girls were breathing heavily, their breasts trembling to the rhythm of pleasure.

Now all the horniness was released as their smooth, slippery pussies slid over each other with quick movements. They grabbed their own breasts while the pleasant tingling sensation from their fencing clits grew more and more intense. The contrast of Stella's light skin on Luna's darker skin, while the mixing moisture between their legs created an erotic slapping sound, was a feast for all the senses. The moans turned into screams as their lust reached heights they had never experienced before and were overwhelmed by the fierceness of their arousal.

They collapsed under their simultaneous orgasm. A hard-fought draw that gave the fight a deserved, fair result. Neither Luna nor Stella could claim victory, but neither of them had ever been so satisfied. They sat up next to each other, legs wide open to cool off their overstimulated pussies. They sipped the ice-cold champagne they had prepared and shared a quick kiss as a sign of gratitude for this fantastic match. Now all that was missing was a shared shower to clean their sweaty bodies after this exhausting duel and to round off this evening full of Sapphic extremes.