Page 64 of The Other Side of Paradise

She laughed. “I know, I know. Oh, god, I don’t know how to describe it. What, are you volunteering?”

Yes I fucking well was. I scoffed, playing it cool. Trying, anyway. “I mean, you could ask that as your next question.”

“Psh. Have it your way, Allison.” She leaned back, and she relaxed, and I felt like dying when she loosened up her legs, spreading them out a little, her skirt riding up as she did. “There was this thing with like… I don’t really know how it worked, but like, sucking on my… my clit, while like, moving up and down a little, I don’t know how to describe it.”

Well, I’d found the word she was embarrassed by, finally, judging by how she tripped a little and lowered her voice for the wordclit.The downside was that it embarrassed me too, hearing Stella talk about her clit. And I found out I could get even moreturned on. Shit, I was three shots deep and I wanted to be buried between her legs helping her find out exactly what that thing was that she liked. Fuck me, I needed to touch myself so badly right now, I thought I’d die. “But you definitely like a lot of attention on your clit.”

She blushed harder, ducking her head just a little. “Mm… yes. That doesn’t mean I’m not into, like, penetrative stuff, though!”

“I mean, both is fun.”

“You’re so right. Okay, my turn,” she sang. “Let’s see. What’s a good one?” she said with that searching tone that made it clear she already knew exactly what she wanted to ask, and she lit up when she pretended to have it come to her, and she said, “Oh, I know. That time you got yourself off. Were you thinking of me?”

Oh, god. It wasn’t like I could just drink the last shot. That would be a yes. Maybe I should have anyway, just so I’d be fully drunk and could handle this. I put a hand over my face, and I groaned. “Yep,” I mumbled.

She smiled wider. “Was it good?”

“That’s a second question.”

“Oh, prickly on it. I guess that means it wasn’t.”

I slumped against the back of the couch. “Yes, it wasgood,it was… it was good.”

She made a satisfied noise, resting against the back of the couch with me. She spread her legs out wider… I couldn’t help my eyes following the motion, her skirt riding up until it was almost showing her underwear again. “I’m glad I could help,” she said. “Your turn, Allison.”

If I hadn’t taken three shots, I would never have asked this, but I asked, “Have you ever read, like… lesbian stuff?”

She grinned. “You mean, like, sexy stuff, right?”

“Well, yeah.” I was blushing furiously, but she was a little pink too, so fuck it, I was counting that as a win.

“Yeah, a bit. I’ve read some fanfiction for this one couple I like. I mean, I can’t lie, it’s hot.”

Okay, great. Stella getting off thinking about lesbians. That was going into my memory bank for tonight and all future sessions touching myself. “That’s hot,” I said. “What couple?”

“You know the show Arcane?”

“Okay, good taste.”

She flashed a dangerous grin at me. “Oh, so you like my taste?”

I’d have backed out and put my foot in my mouth hiding from the subject, but I was too tipsy to care. “I’m sure your taste is great.”

She spread her legs a little wider, her hand falling on her thigh. “Are you looking to try?”

I didn’t know when my legs got spread so wide, but I was following her lead, apparently. My face was molten, but I said, “Is that your question?”

She grinned wider. “Yes, it is.”

Fuck it, it wasn’t like I could play it subtly if I tried anyway. “I mean, yeah.”

She bit her lip. “That’s hot.”

“Is it?” If she was into it, all she had to do was say so.

“Is thatyourquestion?” she said, and I shrugged.

“Yeah… yes it is.”