Lesbian Summer Camp

Vanessa Sky walked into Camp Lesbi Friends like fresh meat. Her bunkmate Nia Nacci sat on the edge of the lower mattress, legs spread, stare hot enough to burn clothes off. Vanessa couldn't look away. Nia scooted closer. Vanessa admitted her parents shipped her here so she wouldn't keep hiding. Said she had nobody back home. Said she felt alone. Nia grinned. Told her nobody stayed lonely long. Said everyone here got real close, real fast. Vanessa asked what that meant. Nia leaned in, breath on her ear. Said what else happens when you drop a bunch of horny girls into the woods with zero supervision. Vanessa froze. Then, voice shaking, said she'd never done it with anyone. Nia promised to fix that. Offered to break her in right. Vanessa hesitated, knees pressed together, but the hunger in Nia's eyes pulled the yes out of her. They kissed first—slow, then desperate. Clothes hit the floor. Nia shoved Vanessa onto her back and spread her open. Her tongue worked fast, relentless, until Vanessa's hips jerked and a cry ripped out of her throat. Sweat-slicked and gasping, Vanessa rode it out, already hooked. Summer just started. She wasn't leaving untouched.