Sappho's Sisters

The next evening, Margaret crept into Eustacia’s room the moment Eustacia’s maid left. “Show me how to pleasure you.”
“The first step is to learn how to pleasure yourself so you know what feels good.” Eustacia picked up the handheld looking glass and pulled her night rail off. Margaret got undressed too.
Eustacia sat on the bed with her legs spread wide apart, her feet planted flat on the mattress. She angled the mirror to display her cunny, then, with her spare hand, she opened her nether lips, displaying her channel. She moved her finger up higher and exposed her nub, and began stroking it. They both watched as it got redder and larger.
Eustacia scooped up some of the cream that had started to drip from her cunny and rubbed it over the hot little bud as she swirled a finger back and forth across it.
Margaret moved behind her and pressed the palms of her hands over Eustacia’s breasts, lifting each globe and weighing it in her hand, before rubbing her fingers across the nipples. “I already knew how good this feels.”
Her fingers rolling and tweaking her friend’s nipples, Margaret continued to watch in the mirror as Eustacia slid two fingers deep inside her channel, then returned to circling and pressing her nub.
Sweat was beading on Eustacia’s forehead as they both continued to tease and excite her. Eustacia started to pant and thrust three fingers hard into her cunny, twisting and turning them to scrape the walls of her channel. Margaret redoubled her gentle efforts on Eustacia’s breasts, smoothing and stroking the globes, and fondling the nipples.
“Pinch them,” ordered Eustacia.
Margaret did, giving a sharp little nip to both nipples simultaneously. Eustacia dug her thumbnail into her nubbin and cream flooded from her cunny as she sighed and shook in release.
Margaret leaned forward and kissed both breasts, sucking each nipple into her mouth briefly before walking to the end of the bed, lying between Eustacia’s thighs, and licking her cream.
“You taste different from me. Saltier, and maybe a little more tart,” she said before licking some more. When Eustacia was clean, Margaret slid up the bed and kissed her, sharing her flavor with her.
“Oh my, that is exciting,” Margaret whispered.
But Eustacia wasn’t finished. She rolled Margaret underneath her, then sat up and straddled her hips. Still kissing her, Eustacia took a length of her hair and teased the younger woman’s breasts with it, letting it flow across them, swirl around them, and stroke them.
All the while, she rubbed her mons against Margaret’s, pressing forward from time to time so their nubbins were pushed together.
Sweat sprang out on her brow again as Margaret thrust her hips up urgently into Eustacia’s so their bodies could rub against each other more.
Eustacia lay flat on Margaret, pressing her torso hard onto the other woman’s, and began kissing her passionately, thrusting her tongue deep into the warm, wet cavern of Margaret’s mouth, then sucking her tongue before lowering her head to play with the younger woman’s breasts.
Margaret’s hands grabbed at Eustacia, rolling her nipples between her fingers, rubbing her shoulders, clasping her bottom, and all the while, thrusting their hips together in a clashing dance of urgency.
Eustacia slid a finger around underneath Margaret and thrust it far inside her anus. With a deep sigh, Margaret exploded under her, thrashing and shaking with the force of her release. Their hips locked together and Eustacia came again too, riding the wave of passion with her friend.