Charlie (Sky) Winchester<br/>Location: Gramercy pool<br/>Tags; Byrn, Saoirse<br/><br/>Sky watched, mesmerized by the sight of the beautiful woman swaying the music she was making.  Her fingers, her thighs, seemed to move like ripples on water, graceful, fluid like motions that seem to come with such ease. She could feel the smile spreading across her face. Watching as her fingers entwined with the fabric of her shirt, Sky thought for a moment that she could name the designer of the clothing. It was a thought she quickly pushed from her mind, stunned she could even think about such a thing with this gorgeous woman before her slowly revealing her body to her.<br/><br/>Her own head lightly bobbed to the music, knowing the song well, hearing it in her mind as little by little her body was bared for them to see.  When she bent over, teasing them with the sight of her ass, Sky took a step back. When she stepped from her clothes, Sky wanted to tell her she had never before seen such a perfect form, but as the girl grew closer, all Sky wanted to do was taste every inch of her flesh. She would get the pleasure of tasting, of feeling, her lips against her own. Sky closed her eyes and melted into the kiss. She could feel her hands as hungry as her lips. There was no attempt to protest. Why would she? Her head was still in a fog, swirling with emotions. Sky liked it. She liked everything about this woman as well. Perhaps it was the smoke clouding her judgment. Perhaps. Either way, she didn’t care.<br/>Her movement seemed sudden to Sky. Barely had her mind processed what she said before she felt her feet leave the hard surface around the pool. She landed in the water, opening her closed eyes to see Saoirse’s body sinking in slow motion into the wet wonderland they had landed in. The water engulfed them both for what was only seconds, but those seconds seemed drawn out. Sky felt the bottom of the pool touch her legs as she sat on the surface for only a moment before pushing up, rising quickly to the surface. Breaking through, she looked over to see Bryn first. During the hypnotic dance of the lovely lady, she had forgotten about him. Surprised she could ever forget about him for one second, she smiled at him. Hearing her siren of song surface, her gaze shifted to her. Hearing her take in her first breath, Sky laughed softly.<br/><br/>Turning her attention back to Bryn as he spoke, she couldn’t help but wonder what he meant. “Even the score,” she asked, unsure of what he meant. It became clear as he pressed his lips to hers’. She gave into the kiss, feeling his tongue invade her mouth. Her tongue would join his, dancing, while her hand reached down, exploring what she had felt touching her thigh. He was aroused and well endowed. Two things she enjoyed. Her fingers wrapped around him, teasing him for a moment, stroking back and forth beneath the water.  Her actions ceased as he pulled back, but when his mouth met hers’ again, this time with more hunger, once more her hand glided along his shaft. The beauty that had captivated her just before was now a memory as she gave into Bryn with abandon. She would have wrapped her legs around his waist had he not pulled back again.<br/><br/>It was only when he drew Saoirse in, kissing her, did she remember her. Her attentions were so focused on only one of them at a time. Sky vowed to not let that happen again.  Her head rested against her shoulder, and Sky was going to take the opportunity.  Her hands reached, grapping any flesh they could find on either one of them. She wanted to sink into the water and wrap her lips around his shaft, taste her sex, whatever she could find. It wouldn’t last nearly long enough though. The need to breathe would win. Her mouth kissed Saorise’s face, wanting to tease her ear, but in the position she was in, she took what she could.<br/><br/>Bryn stepped back, making his reference. He was right. The two of them were like a drug. “So what about the harder stuff,” she asked, giving him a faint smile. “I think I can get a handle on the harder stuff.” Her hand had lost it’s grip on him, but moving closer to him, she found him once more. “I can take..being penetrated..and allowing the..drug..to flood my system. I rather like it. The.. prick..of my own skin..the sudden rush..of warmth..while the drug..pushes you..for the ride of your life. I like it. Then again something can be said for pills. They can leave an..aftertaste..in your mouth. I do love things in my mouth.” She would look to Saoirse, not wanting the beauty to think she had forgotten her. “I like a lot of things..in my mouth. Soft..fleshy..mounds..that I can taste. Hard..buds..that are a..bundle of nerves.” With her, all pretenses were gone. She was direct, letting her know what she wanted. Maybe it was her outward nature that her made her so bold. “Okay you two,” she said. “You got me all wet..and ready. So now what are you gonna do?”