Lesbian Encounters - Scene 3

Charlotte reaches for Diana's blonde hair and winds a strand around her finger, listening the way only a best friend can. Diana's confession sits between them: she's untouched, untouched by a woman, untouched by the right person at all. Charlotte leans in and murmurs her offer. Diana closes her eyes. The air thickens the second their mouths meet. Charlotte tastes her slow and careful, then deeper, until Diana answers with her own hunger. Hands slip beneath fabric, palms meet warm skin, and the first startled gasp escapes Diana's throat when Charlotte's mouth finds her breast. Natural and full, it fits perfectly against Charlotte's tongue. Clothes fall. Bodies press. Charlotte's fingers slide between Diana's legs and find her already wet, already willing. Diana parts wider, learning the pace Charlotte sets, the pressure, the wet glide of tongue replacing fingertips and then returning again. Charlotte guides her, hips rolling, mouth open, until Diana trembles through her first climax with a woman. They stay close afterward, flushed and grinning, both of them changed.