Girls Only: Pajama Party

excessica publishing

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 5,550
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Selena Kitt’s *Girls Only*—where the girls get naughty together, but it feels oh, so good!

April and Casey have been best friends since kindergarten, and they’re about to go away to different universities on separate coasts. April plans one last sleepover at the end of the summer so they can do all those girlish, silly things together like doing makeovers and watching chick flicks and playing dress-up and having a cereal eating contest before they have to go be grown-ups in college. But when a game of double-dog-dare goes too far, the girls find themselves saying a far more heated goodbye than either of them had planned.

Selena Kitt Single Short Story—Big Bang! (approx 5550 words)

Warning: This title contains hot panty-melting girl-on-girl action!

Girls Only: Pajama Party
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Girls Only: Pajama Party

excessica publishing

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 5,550
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“You’re shaved,” I murmured in surprise, realizing I hadn’t seen her naked since early summer, when we changed into our suits at the pool. That was where she’d met Lance.

Casey grimaced, her eyelids fluttering open. “He made me.”

“I like it.”

That was a lie. I loved it. The soft skin of her labia under my fingers made me drunk with lust, my mouth watering to taste her. While I’d told Casey about most of my firsts—with boys—I’d never told her about the other times, the summer camp fumblings with the other girls, soft kisses in the dark at sleepovers like this one that led to so very much more.

But somehow it was always Casey I was thinking about, even then.

“Did he ever lick you?” I inquired, swallowing my distaste at the thought of Lance anywhere near this plump, luscious little mound of flesh.

“Some.” She made a face, squirming on the bed and looking down at me now with wide-open eyes. She looked uncomfortable, a little scared, like she might change her mind at any minute, and I didn’t want that to happen.

“Let’s see if you like this.” I covered her with my mouth, unable to help the soft caught cry in my throat as I explored the smooth texture of her skin, delving deeper to taste her more fully. Her clit was easy to find, hooded and fat at the top of her cleft. I wanted to take time to drink her in, trace the labyrinth of her soft, pink folds, but I wanted her to forget her reluctance more.

Casey gasped as I began to flick her clit with my tongue, the expert movements more than enough to send her headlong down Forgetful Lane. She breathed my name, hands fisting the covers as sensation took over, toes curling and uncurling against the mattress as I worked my mouth against her pussy, knowing just how good what I was doing felt for her. There was nothing like a hot, wet tongue bathing your clit. It was sensation beyond sensation and my own pussy clenched in response and anticipation.

“Good?” I took a moment to take a breath and ask, although from the half-lidded look on her face, the way her lips were parted, her breath coming fast, I didn’t really have to.

“Fucking great,” she moaned, shifting her hips toward me, giving me better access. Then she opened her eyes and frowned, cocking her head at me. “Are you stopping?”

I snorted a laugh. “Are you kidding me?”

She flushed prettily, not just her cheeks but her neck and chest too. “Lance stopped. He’d do it for a minute or two, but then… it was like he got bored.”

And I thought I wanted to kill him before? Just looking at the fingerprints on her thighs where he’d grabbed her made me want to throttle him, but knowing that in the end he’d done nothing but use her for his own pleasure without any thought or care for her at all made me blind with anger.

“You taste so fucking good, I could eat you all night long.” I feathered kisses over her clit, teasing, making her bite her lip and spread even wider for me.

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