Shy Date Night

Vicki Chase and Anna Claire Clouds hold hands down the hallway. They reach her door and Anna hesitates, their faces close enough to feel each other's breath. Soft words pass between them. Vicki's still stunned that a dating app gave her someone this right, doesn't want the night to die. So why let it? They kiss hard. Tongues slide wet and urgent while Anna pins Vicki to the doorframe. Hands grab, squeeze, search over fabric. Quiet gasps break between them. The pull between them is raw and obvious. Vicki asks if Anna wants to come in. She says yes. The door shuts. They move toward the bed. Vicki stops. She's nervous. It's been a while since she's touched a woman and Anna's too fucking hot. Anna laughs, tells her to breathe. Nothing to panic over. Reminds her of dessert at the restaurant, just laughing like idiots at the table. This can feel the same. Vicki smiles at that thought. Just ordering dessert. They fuck on the bed like they can't get enough, bodies slick, mouths hungry, every move hungry and slow and deep. The perfect end to an already sweet night.