Lesbian-In-Training

Charlotte just got ditched by her piece of shit boyfriend. Victoria, Jade, and Zariah show up to rub her back and say the usual shit, but when they hear she’s done with dick for good, the conversation turns filthy fast. Jade’s the one who says it straight: “Want to fuck us instead?” Charlotte sits there, cheeks burning, then nods. Clothes hit the floor. They start slow, but it doesn’t stay that way. Jade lies back and pulls Charlotte on top of her. Zariah slips in behind Charlotte, greasing her fingers, working two inside until Charlotte is shaking. Victoria straddles Jade’s face, grinding down hard, moaning like she forgot anyone else was there. Someone—none of them are sure who—gets the bright idea to link up. Charlotte ends up in the middle of the train: Zariah behind her, strap-on buried deep, Charlotte eating Jade, and Victoria riding Jade’s mouth, the whole mess rocking together like they’re trying to break the bed. Wet sounds, ragged breathing, a hand reaching back to pull hair. Charlotte comes first, loud, the sound muffled between Jade’s thighs, and the rest follow like falling dominoes.