More teasing, and a choice

Anita’s smirk deepened, her dark eyes glinting with mischief as she circled Suki like a predator. The petite Japanese girl trembled, her tiny frame dwarfed by Anita’s confidence, her white satin panties already clinging to her damp folds.

"Since you’re still the shyest one here," Anita purred, stopping just inches away, "I dare you to strip to just your panties and kneel in the center of the room. We’ll each whisper a secret fantasy about you in your ear—and you have to moan like it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever heard." She leaned in, her breath hot against Suki’s cheek. "At the end, pick one of them, and we’ll make it happen."

Suki’s pulse roared in her ears. Her fingers fumbled at the clasp of her bra, the fabric slipping away to reveal once more her small, pink-tipped breasts. The air was cool against her flushed skin as she stepped out of her panties, leaving only the thin white satin clinging to her hips. She sank to her knees, her thighs pressing together, her entire body humming with nervous anticipation.

Anita crouched behind her first, her lips brushing the shell of Suki’s ear. "I’ve imagined you squirming in my lap," she whispered, her voice dripping with dark promise, "while I finger that tight little pussy of yours and lick your nipples until you scream."

Suki’s breath hitched—then she moaned, high and sweet, arching her back as if Anita’s words alone had touched her. The sound was embarrassingly genuine, her hips rocking forward just slightly.

Cathy went next, her plush lips grazing Suki’s other ear. "I want to watch you pee," she confessed, her voice trembling with desire. "See your thighs shake as you let go, hear the sound of it hitting the water while I touch myself."

Suki’s face burned, but she whimpered, long and needy, her thighs clenching at the thought. A fresh pulse of wetness seeped into her panties.

Allison knelt before her, her strong hands cupping Suki’s face. "I’d bend you over and eat your ass," she murmured, her thumb tracing Suki’s bottom lip. "Lick you open until you’re begging me to fuck you with my fingers."

Suki’s moan this time was throaty, ****, her back arching as if chasing the sensation. Her fingers dug into her own thighs, her body betraying just how much the idea thrilled her.

The twins approached together, their voices a synchronized whisper in each ear. "We’d tie you up," Sam breathed, while Erica added, "and take turns riding your face, grinding our pussies against your mouth until you’re dizzy from our taste."

Suki’s gasp dissolved into a broken moan, her lips parting instinctively. Her panties were soaked now, the fabric clinging to her swollen folds.

Finally, Jo’s delicate fingers traced Suki’s collarbone before her lips found her ear. "I’d blindfold you," she whispered, "and make you guess which of us is touching you—fingers, tongues, toys—while you tremble and beg for more."

Suki’s moan was a shuddering, breathless thing, her entire body trembling. For a moment, the room was silent except for her ragged breathing.

Then, with a shaky exhale, she lifted her chin.