Lesbian Porn

“Never have I ever masturbated to lesbian porn.”A few people laughed and took drinks right away. Sarah sipped with a shy smile. One of the other women downed her shot. I sat there frozen, my glass untouched in my lap, heat rushing straight to my face.

I hadn’t.Not once. I had watched it before out of curiosity, but I had never touched myself to it. I always stuck to what felt safer and more familiar. Admitting it now felt surprisingly exposing under everyone’s gaze.Mia noticed immediately. Of course she did. Nothing slipped past her.

Her gaze locked onto me and her eyebrows rose. “Wait. You did not drink.”The room quieted. Everyone turned toward me.I tried to shrug it off even though my cheeks were burning. “Nope. Never.”A couple of people looked surprised. Mia’s face lit up with pure delight, like she had just uncovered something fun.

“Oh honey,” Mia said softly, her voice warm but loaded with challenge. She uncrossed her legs and stood up, moving toward me with that slow, confident stride. “You have been here through all the filthy stories and you have never once masturbated to lesbian porn? That is very interesting.”

She stopped right in front of me and tilted her head.“Here is what we are going to do,” she continued, her tone leaving almost no room for argument. “Since you have never done it, you do not have to drink. But if you want to stay in the game and keep playing with the rest of us, you are going to fix that right now.”Mia picked up her phone, tapped a few times, and connected it to the big TV on the wall. She glanced at Sarah, then back at me with a wicked smile.“You are going to sit right here on the couch. We are going to put on a hot lesbian scene, full volume. You will slide your hand into your panties and masturbate while you watch it. No hiding. You have to keep your eyes on the screen and describe out loud exactly what you are feeling and what turns you on. If you get wet, you say it. If you get close, you tell us.”

My heart pounded hard in my chest. Part of me wanted to laugh it off and escape. Another part, the curious and slightly nervous part I rarely acknowledged, was already stirring at her words.Mia sat down right next to me and rested a hand gently on my thigh. Her voice dropped to an intimate whisper that still carried through the quiet room.

“You deserve to know what it does to you instead of always wondering and avoiding it. No more pretending it does not affect you. So tell me…”She held the phone ready, eyes sparkling with anticipation.“Are you going to keep playing it safe, or are you finally going to touch yourself to it?”The room waited.Your move:Do you accept Mia’s challenge and do it in front of the group?

Do you ask to do it privately or with only one person?

Do you try to negotiate different terms or stall?

Or do you have a completely different reaction?

Your continuation. Take it wherever you want. The night is young and Mia is very patient. Until she is not.