I can’t believe this is happening…

Eris and me… are we really doing this?

Yes.

Yes, we are.

But… how do girls even have sex?

And more importantly…

How do girls have sex with each other?

I don’t know. I’ve never been in a situation like this before.

No experience, no idea of what to expect.

But so far…

I like it.

Eris told me to relax and let her take the lead. She gently guides my body, easing me back onto a soft pillow before her lips find mine again. Her kisses are slow and intoxicating, pulling me deeper into this unfamiliar yet thrilling moment. Our tongue wrestle against each other, while her hands trace light, teasing patterns along my arms, down my sides.

She then pulls back, smiles, gives my nose a little peck.

Then, her lips move lower, trailing kisses down my neck.

Now, her warm, wet tongue is gliding across my skin, tracing a path up and down my neck with a sensual rhythm, as if savoring every inch, as if I’m a lolipop. She kisses, then nips lightly, her breath hot against my skin, tickling. My mind blanks, overwhelmed by the electric currents coursing through me. I lean back, surrendering my neck to her, like an offering to a ravenous vampire, while reveling in the delicious sensations she stirs within me.

Meanwhile, her hand drifts lower, brushing over my chest. Her fingers dance across the thin fabric of my dress, teasing the hardened peak beneath.

Even through the silky barrier, the touch is electrifying.

“Ahh…” My body reacts before I can think, arching slightly, a soft gasp slipping from my lips.

My breath hitches, my fingers gripping the sheets beneath me as she lingers, kissing, biting, whispering things I can barely process in the haze of sensation.

I can’t help but wonder…

If this is just the beginning, just the prelude to the night, then… how far will we go? How much more intense will it become?

I don’t know. I can’t imagine.

And honestly, I’m a little terrified.

But at the same time, I’m aching to find out.

But before I can dwell on it further, Eris’s fingers tug at the strap of my dress, sliding it down my shoulder. The air feels cooler against my exposed skin, and instinctively, I move to cover myself.

Eris chuckles softly, her voice a low, sultry whisper that makes my skin tingle.

“Come on,” she murmurs. “I’ve already seen you naked before. There’s no need to be shy!”

Her words are like velvet, coaxing me to let go, but my cheeks still burn with embarrassment.

“It’s… it’s still embarrassing,” I stammer, my voice trembling. “I have… never been this close to you before…”

“Alright,” Eris smiles, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Then, how about I strip first?” she suggests.

“Nn.”

And just like that, Eris removes her shirt, keeping her pants on, her whole upper body now naked before me.

And…

Oh. my gosh…

I’ve already seen it twice.

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But now, seeing it again, in this crazy situation, my heart beat is going wild again, thumping inside my chest like a crazy drum again.

Probably… 200 beats per second?

Maybe more.

Because Eris… she’s like a super model, isn’t she?

Her sun-kissed skin glows in the dim light, her full, round breasts swaying slightly as she moves. Her nipples are taut, wrinkly, and impossibly alluring. Her abs are all visible and well defined, not too masculine though, but feminine and hot.

The way she looks at me—her gaze hungry, like she’s about to devour me—makes my head spin.

Gulp.

I swallow hard.

My pulse thunders in my ears, my body trembling with anticipation. I can feel the heat pooling between my legs, a telltale wetness betraying my arousal.

Eris then climbs back onto the bed, then onto me. She licks her lips like preparing herself for a hearty meal, her tongue gliding slowly, sensually, before her tiny fangs peek through her smile. Then, she takes my hand and places it on her chest.

Damn…

Her skin is so soft, so warm. Her nipple is hard beneath my palm, springy and responsive, just like mine.

“Mmmmhh…” Eris leans back slightly, her eyes fluttering closed as she savors my touch.

I can’t resist. My hand drifts lower, tracing the contours of her abs. They’re firm and defined when she tenses, but as she exhales, they soften, melting into the gentle curve of her belly. The rise and fall of her breath is hypnotic, and I find myself captivated, my fingers exploring every inch of her.

“Hey,” Eris murmurs, her voice thick with desire. “If you like my body that much, you can touch it as much as you like.”

Gulp.

I swallow thickly.

Her words send a fresh wave of heat through me. I move my hand back to her chest, my fingers brushing against her nipple, and she lets out another soft, breathy moan.

This is incredible. Unbelievable.

Her body feels so good beneath my hands. Every touch sends ripples of pleasure through me, and her scent envelops me, intoxicating and primal, making my skin burn hotter, my mind spiral wilder.

“Felicia, I want to touch you too,” Eris murmurs, her voice low and husky, thick with desire. “Will you let me now?”

I nod, breathless, unable to form words.

Taking off the dress, I reveal myself before her.

And then, we’re kissing again. Her lips are soft yet demanding, her tongue teasing mine as her hands roam my body. I moan into her mouth, my own hands exploring her, tracing the curves of her breasts, her waist, her hips. Our breaths mingle, our bodies press closer, and the sensation of skin against skin is electric, intoxicating, overwhelming.

As we embrace each other, our breasts touch, our nipples brush against each other, our bellies make contact.

I’ve never been this close to her before.

And I love it.

“Mmmmh….”

Another moan.

But well, I can’t surpress them now.

In fact, I don’t even try to hide my moans anymore. I let them spill out, raw and unrestrained, as I surrender to the pleasure, to her.

Suddenly, Eris moves lower. Her lips trail down my neck, my collarbone, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She licks, she tastes, she savors every inch of my skin, and I shiver beneath her touch.

When her kisses reach my chest, my breath hitches. The closer she gets to my nipple, the more intense the sensations become. My heart races, my breath quickens, and my hands grip her arms tightly, anchoring myself as pleasure threatens to sweep me away.

And then…

“Mmmmmmnnnhppp~!”

A long, drawn-out moan escapes me as her mouth closes around my nipple. The sensation is overwhelming, almost too much to bear. I nearly come on the spot.

Her mouth is warm, wet, and soft, her teeth gently holding me in place. She doesn’t suck or bite—not yet. She’s patient, watching me closely, gauging my reactions as I struggle to adjust to the intensity.

“You’re so sensitive,” Eris murmurs against my skin, her voice—soft, teasing—vibrates through me in ways I never imagined while her lips still wrapped around my pinky peak.

“Y-yeah…” I exhale shakily, my breath coming in short, uneven gasps.

I wasn’t expecting this. Not like this.

Is this what it feels like for girls?

Are we really ten times more sensitive than guys?

Or… am I just different?

I don’t know. I can’t think straight.

All I know is that every touch, every movement, feels amplified—electrifying, overwhelming.

And yet…

I don’t want her to stop.

It’s just… a lot to take in. A lot to get used to.

Eris seems to understand. She then lets her tongue press gently against me, applying just enough pressure to let me acclimate to the waves of pleasure.

And slowly, I adapt, my body relaxing into her touch.

Then, she begins to move—sucking, licking, kissing, alternating between my nipples with a rhythm that drives me wild. Every flick of her tongue, every gentle bite, sends jolts of pleasure through me. I arch my back, my breath coming in ragged gasps as pleasure crashes over me in relentless waves.

And just like that

Slowly

And slowly.

Something is building inside me, a tension coiling tighter and tighter. My entire body tenses, my muscles clenching as the pleasure mounts.

“MmmmmHHP!” the moan escaping my throat is getting louder and louder, proportionally to the pleasure I’m getting…

I’m almost there…

Yes…

I’m almost there!

Is this… what it feels like to come as a girl?

Am I about to experience the phenomenon known as…

A female orgasm?

Hell yes!

Anticipation is high.

The pleasure so intense that my eyes roll back.

“Aaahhh~” I gasp, one hand clawing at the bedsheet, the other gripping Eris’s arm like a lifeline, as pleasure keep building up.

But then, suddenly, she stops.

Just to open her mouth, to show me something.

…

No. No, no, no!

NOOOOO!

WAIT!!!

I panic, wanting to abandon ship.

But it’s too late.

With one final, devastating lick, her keratin-spiked tongue brushes against my nip, sending a nuclear shockwave of pleasure through me.

And before I know it…

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHPPPPP!”

I come hard.

I come super hard.

My mind going blank as pleasure obliterates everything.

It’s like the world has been nuked, leaving nothing but white-hot ecstasy in its wake.