Her First Pride

Hazel Grace's first Pride parade as an out lesbian starts the way it shouldn't. Nervous as hell. She's never tasted another girl but that's about to change fast. The girls are in her room, rainbow flags draped over shoulders, glitter still in their hair. Sabina Rouge plants her hands on Hazel's waist and says it'll be fine. Morgan Rain strokes her cheek and tells her to trust them. Ashlee Juliet licks her bottom lip and says, "We'll show you how it's done." They don't wait long. Sabina shoves Hazel onto the couch, tugs the shorts down, and spreads her open. Her tongue lands hot and wet, lapping broad, dirty strokes that make Hazel's thighs shake. Hazel moans loud, fingers clutching the cushions. Morgan Rain peels her thong off, climbs on, and plants her bare pussy right over Hazel's mouth. Hazel licks like she's starving, tasting salt and skin. Morgan rocks slow, riding her tongue, gripping the back of the couch for balance. Ashlee sits on Hazel's thigh and grinds, pressing wet heat against her skin. They trade places in a slick, frantic circle. Sabina comes hard on Hazel's face, soaking her chin. Hazel comes screaming around Ashlee's clit, hips bucking while Morgan's fingers keep fucking her through it. Nobody is gentle. No one wants it that way. Hazel's still trembling when they pull her up, licking sweat off her shoulder. They push her back out the door wearing the same proud smile she's finally earned.