Samantha was far too excited to attempt sleep. She sat up in bed and flipped through her phone. The photos from her friend’s recent shoot were exhilarating. Riding the line between artistic and scandalous, her imagination took flight with each new photo. To her long repressed sexuality, there was something enticing about another woman in lingerie. Growing up in a religious home, sex itself was taboo enough, much less the thought of same-sex attraction.
But she couldn’t help it, she found herself enamored with the beauty of the female body. Her panties were soaked and her clit was throbbing. She held back the urge to slip a finger between her lips until she came to a topless photo. She stared at her friends round breasts far longer than she would care to admit and found her finger gently circling her clit. It felt so good. And her mind wandered further into the thick of her arousal when she remembered that she would be on the set with her best friend the next morning. The thoughts sent her over the edge and her legs quivered in pleasure. Tomorrow was sure to be a good day!