Our bedroom. That endless Friday afternoon. I slammed the door, heart racing from the subway ride home. My panties soaked through, pussy throbbing with forbidden images of Alex’s tongue on my clit. But the house was empty. Alex’s car sat in the driveway, yet no warm welcome. A note: out fishing with her dad Jean…
Grande Côte beach. Early August Friday. Me and Coralie, my cousin. Biked two kilometers after chugging a liter of water each. Bladders screaming. Laughing like idiots. We hit the first dune. Stripped fast. Bikinis tossed aside. Naked under the sun. Knees bent. Thighs spread. Fingers parting lips. Ready for our silly pee contest. Hearts thumping…
That hilltop overlooking the lake, grass tickling our bare legs. Sun warm on skin, air thick with unspoken heat. We’d eaten in silence after the picnic spread. My heart hammered. Lilas and Lyrie watched me like prey. No underwear under our skimpy tunics—Lyrie’s daim skin clung sweaty to her curves, my short white skirt rode…