A Strapping New Neighbor

Maya stops by to return the package her new neighbor Jenna never received. Jenna is grateful and asks her in. They talk for a minute about the weather, then Jenna begins tearing open the tape. The box springs open to reveal glossy black straps and a thick silicone shaft. Maya’s breath catches. Jenna stares at the harness for a second, then laughs softly. "Wrong order," she says, lifting it. Maya’s eyes follow every movement. "I’m a lesbian," Jenna adds. The words hang between them. Maya doesn’t step back. Instead she leans closer, asking how it works, how it feels, who Jenna pictures wearing it for. Jenna’s mouth curves. "Want to see?" She steps into the harness, tightens each buckle until the leather bites her hips, and the cock juts forward between her thighs. Maya’s fingers itch. Heat floods her face, her chest, the space between her legs. She moves without deciding to. Her hand wraps around the shaft; it’s warm from Jenna’s skin. Jenna watches her stroke it once, slow, testing weight and give. Maya’s nipples harden under her thin top. Jenna reaches out, cups one full breast through the fabric, thumb brushing the stiff peak. Maya exhales a shaky sound and presses forward, hips seeking contact. Jenna slides two fingers beneath Maya’s waistband, finds slick heat, and sinks them deep. Maya rocks against the intrusion, mouth open, breath ragged. The new neighbor is no longer a stranger.