Cat and Sandra were already prancing around in their birthday suits while I was still fidgeting with my underwear.

I've been naked with other women before, but this time I was shaking like a leaf.

My fingers were trembling as I was pulling my panties down.

How cute! Sandra scoffed.

This girl is shy.

She smirked, and her hand left a red print on my recently exposed buttocks.

There is no need to be nervous, my dear. Cat's soft voice was like a balm for my soul.

We are all friends here. This is a safe space for exploring your sensual nature. You can relax with us.

A hot piece of ass like you, acting like a shy virgin, was not in my bingo cards.

Sandra's bravado contrasted the soothing nature of Kat. You are not helping.

Cat rolled her eyes at her friend.

Actually, I think she is.

I heard myself saying, and my sides blushed.

Oh?

Sandra grinned.

A natural submissive, I take it, Kat said. Oh? Sandra grinned.

A natural submissive, I take it, Kat said, and crossed her arms underneath her breasts.

I was still so stunned, I was not even looking at the naked bodies.

I knew the women were undressed, but my mind was refusing to imprint their details to my mind.

I dared to steal quick glances, and that was it.

So their full shape saluted me.

They were reduced to a random snapshot of a quivering boob, a strand of hair, a hand wave, a shadowy glimpse of a vulva. Sandra had no such problem.

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