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Chapter 7

Who needs Guys?

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"Oh my God, it's so cozy here!" Michelle marveled, completely astonished by the spaciousness inside the tent. "Look, Sarah, how..."

Michelle was about to finish her sentence when she realized this was probably the wrong moment for talking. Pia had barely zipped up the tent when Sarah had already taken possession of her and captured Pia's lips with a longing French kiss. Without any resistance, Pia surrendered to Sarah. Her whole body trembled with excitement as Sarah's hands gently slid down her back and stroked her firm buttocks. Michelle felt the moisture pool between her big toes at the sight and watched, mesmerized, as Sarah's hand moved forward between Pia's legs. A loud moan escaped Pia as Sarah's fingers gently stroked her paradise, tracing the contours of her labia through the thin fabric of her thong.

"Come on, Michelle, help me calm this pretty woman's pussy." Sarah beckoned Michelle over.

Michelle's heart warmed at the sight of the women tenderly embracing each other. Only now did she realize the erotic aura emanating from the sight of two women tenderly embracing each other. Never before had she seen anything so erotic, and so it was no surprise that she herself felt a burning desire to participate in this tender union. She carefully approached Pia from behind, so as not to rock the air mattress too much. She gently snuggled against the back of Pia, who was still a stranger to her but already seemed so familiar, embraced her in her arms, and searched with her fingers in the semi-darkness of the tent for the beautiful, firm breasts, the sight of which had already turned her head on the beach.

Pia took a deep breath as Michelle gently circled both nipples with her fingertips, causing them to harden with tingles of pleasure. At the same time, one of Sarah's skillful fingers reached over the hem of her panties and stroked her bud ever so gently. In the face of the four tender hands caressing her body, she realized how much she longed for physical affection, how long she had been deprived of it.

"What are you doing to me?"

Pia turned to Michelle, who looked deep into her amber eyes, into which she felt as if she were drowning. She felt an infinite tenderness for this young woman with her winning smile and was literally captivated by her questioning gaze, which went straight to her heart.

Pia bit her lower lip, unsure of what would happen next. She didn't even dare take the next step yet, as she still had to come to terms with the unfamiliar situation. She had never had sex with a woman before, and now there were two who seemed to desire her. For the past few years, sex had been nothing more than a frustrating in-and-out process for her, one in which she never found fulfillment and was more likely to be glad when it was over. Suddenly there was this wonderfully sensitive slowness, this softness, this grace, which gave her unimagined, never-before-experienced feelings of pleasure. Everything inside her seemed to flow, like a stream of lava flowing towards her core, spreading miraculous waves of heat through her womb. For the first time in her life, she wholeheartedly enjoyed being touched and desired, and so her moan as Sarah's finger gently penetrated her was like a sigh of relief after a long period of breathlessness. Instinctively, she opened her thighs slightly to allow Sarah easier, even deeper penetration.

"Oooh, that's soooo beeeautiful," she breathed, almost a whisper, as Sarah twisted her finger inside her, delicately gifting the most sensitive areas of her paradise with unexpectedly sensitive touches for the first time. Her natural urge made her moan, but Michelle's sensual lips preceded her, parting hers with a boldly daring tongue. At first hesitantly, then increasingly boldly, she welcomed the intruder with her own tongue until the two joined in a tender dance. Michelle untied

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Mattie writes Tue 6 Jan 2026 15:06:

Written by a man - very convincing.

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