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FIRST TASTE

First Taste The late afternoon sun poured through the tall windows of their bedroom, casting long golden beams across the rumpled white sheets. Elara stood at the edge of the bed, heart hammering against her ribs. She was completely naked; her lithe body flushed with nervous heat. Her short brown hair framed a face that tried, and failed, to look composed. Below her, on her knees atop the mattress, was Lira. Her long, fiery red hair spilled over her shoulders and breasts like liquid flame. Those bright green eyes looked up with a mixture of love and wicked curiosity. “Are you sure?” Elara whispered, voice trembling. Between her legs, her cock stood achingly hard, thick and flushed, the smooth head already glistening with a bead of precum. She had hidden this part of herself for so long. Tonight, she was finally letting Lira see everything. Lira smiled, soft and reassuring. “I’ve wanted this for months, love. Let me take care of you.” She leaned in slowly, giving Elara every chance to pull away. Instead, Elara’s breath hitched as warm fingers wrapped gently around the base of her shaft. The touch alone sent a jolt of pleasure up her spine. Lira’s lips brushed the tip first, a soft, experimental kiss that made Elara’s thighs quiver. Then her tongue slipped out, swirling slowly around the sensitive head, tasting the salty-sweet bead that had formed there. Elara moaned, low and shaky, one hand instinctively reaching down to cradle the back of Lira’s head. “Oh… fuck,” she breathed. Lira took that as encouragement. She parted her lips wider and slid the head into the wet heat of her mouth. The sensation was overwhelming, slick, warm, and impossibly intimate. Elara’s knees nearly buckled as Lira sucked gently, her tongue pressing along the underside while her hand stroked slowly up and down the length, she couldn’t yet take. Lira’s red hair swayed with every bob of her head. She took more of Elara’s cock, cheeks hollowing as she sucked, her free hand sliding up to caress Elara’s hip and pull her closer. The wet sounds of her mouth filled the sunlit room, mixed with Elara’s growing gasps and whimpers. “I-I’ve never felt anything like this,” Elara panted, fingers tightening in those crimson locks. Her hips twitched forward instinctively, pushing a little deeper. Lira moaned around her, the vibration traveling straight through Elara’s length and making her toes curl. Lira pulled back for a moment, strings of saliva connecting her swollen lips to the glistening cock. She looked up, eyes shining with lust. “You taste so good,” she murmured, voice husky. “I want all of you.” Then she dove back in, taking Elara deeper, relaxing her throat until her nose brushed against the soft skin at the base. Elara cried out, head falling back, the overwhelming pleasure making her legs shake. Lira’s hands gripped her ass, holding her steady as she worked her mouth in a steady, loving rhythm — sucking, licking, worshipping every inch. The pressure built fast. Elara’s breath came in short, desperate bursts. “Lira… I’m— I’m close—” Lira didn’t pull away. If anything, she sucked harder, humming encouragingly, her eyes locked on Elara’s face. The sight of her girlfriend, beautiful, eager, red hair tousled, taking her so willingly pushed Elara over the edge. With a broken moan, she came hard, hips jerking as thick pulses of cum spilled into Lira’s waiting mouth. Lira swallowed greedily, not missing a drop, her throat working around the throbbing length until Elara was spent and trembling. Finally, Lira pulled off slowly, licking her lips with a satisfied little smile. She rose up on her knees and pulled Elara down into a deep, salty-sweet kiss. “How was your first time?” she whispered against Elara’s lips. Elara could barely speak. She buried her face in Lira’s neck, still catching her breath, a shy, blissful smile spreading across her face. “Perfect,” she murmured. “Absolutely perfect.”