They talked about the experience deep into the night. Helena trying to explain what it felt to have a mans tongue inside of her, Ophelia trying to explain what it felt like to squirt.
“I wish I could have feel a man lick me” Ophelia said, jealous of Helena.
Helena looked Ophelia up and down for a moment and said hesitantly:
“I could do it for you if you like. I don’t mind.”
“What?” Ophelia was shocked, the princess was her friend, not a lover.
“It’s okay, you can close your eyes and imagine I’m a man. I just want you to experience it” Helena assures her.
Ophelia thought about this for a few moments. The idea slowly took hold in her mind, her hips began to gyrate, she couldn’t resist after seeing how good it felt for Helena. She nodded to Helena and spread her legs slightly beneath the sheets.
Helena slid down the bed, positioning herself between Ophelia’s thighs. She kept the sheets over her head so that Ophelia could imagine whoever she wanted licking her. Helena licked her lips at the view. She had never seen a vagina so close up before, and Ophelia’s lips were slick with her juices. Helena inhaled Ophelia’s aroma for a moment, her heart pounding… She just had to do it like Adonis had to her.