The Sleepover

The Sleepover

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NSFW Content, read at your own risk. First Person | Girl/Lesbian/Yuri | Threesome/Group For being the new girl in town, I was surprised to even get an invite to a sleepover. I didn't even think people in their 20s had sleepovers anymore. But here I was, standing at the door to this Victorian styled home. Here goes nothing.
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"I've never been with a woman before." I was an echo chamber to her words as I made my admission shyly, looking away as my face grew hot with embarrassment. I wasn't lying. I never had been with a woman before. Especially not an older, well respected and successful woman. Vivian Black took me by my chin, forcing me to look her in the eyes, "Let me change that." I watched and allowed her to trace circles into my hip, "What about the men I told you about? She let out a small laugh, her lips now on my neck and her hand in between my legs, "I'll make you forget all about them."

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