Suki needs some alone time

The girls sat in a charged silence, their bodies thrumming with the energy of the dares. The air was thick with the mingled scents of sweat, arousal, and the faint sweetness of spiked punch. Cathy fanned herself, her cheeks flushed, while Anita—still deliciously naked—stretched lazily, her dark nipples stiff from the cool air.

Suki shifted uncomfortably, her thighs pressing together. The heat between them was unbearable, her panties damp from Erica’s grinding and the sheer tension of watching the others. She needed a moment to breathe.

"I—I think I need a break," she murmured, standing abruptly.

The others murmured in agreement, fanning out across the room. Cathy and Allison headed to the kitchen to refill their drinks, their hips brushing as they walked. The twins stayed tangled together on the couch, whispering and giggling, their fingers tracing idle patterns on each other’s skin. Anita sprawled across an armchair, shamelessly spreading her legs just enough to tease, while Jo sat quietly, her lips still glistening from Allison’s sweat.

Suki slipped away to the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She sagged against the sink, her reflection staring back at her—flushed cheeks, dark eyes wide with something she couldn’t name. Her pulse hammered in her throat as she lowered herself onto the toilet, sighing in relief as she finally let go.

The sound of her own pee hitting the water was embarrassingly loud in the quiet room. She squeezed her thighs together, biting her lip. She had never felt like this before—so aware of her body, so hungry. The way Erica had gasped beneath her, the way Allison’s muscles had flexed as she held Jo down—

Suki’s breath hitched. She had never kissed a girl. Had never even thought about it before tonight. But now? Now she couldn’t stop imagining what it would feel like to press her mouth against Cathy’s plush lips, to trace her fingers over Anita’s bare skin, to—

She shuddered, her thighs trembling.

This is crazy.

But the heat between her legs didn’t lie.

She wiped herself clean, then stood, washing her hands slowly, trying to steady her breathing. The mirror showed her the truth—her nipples were hard beneath her camisole, her lips slightly parted. She had never felt so exposed, so alive.

When she finally stepped back into the common room, the others were already regrouping. Jo was smiling, her fingers idly tracing her own collarbone. Cathy and Allison were whispering, their glasses full again. The twins were practically fused at the hip, their hands wandering.

And Anita—still naked—was watching Suki with a knowing smirk.

"Ready for round two?" she purred.

Suki swallowed hard.

Jo clapped her hands together. "Before we continue," she announced, her voice smooth, "I think we should level the playing field."

The girls turned to her, curious.

Jo grinned. "Strip down to your bras and panties. No hiding now."

Cathy giggled, already tugging her top over her head. Allison shrugged, unclasping her bra with practiced ease. The twins wriggled out of their clothes in sync, their matching lace sets a tantalizing contrast. Anita just stretched, her bare skin gleaming.

Suki hesitated.

But then she saw Jo’s knowing smile—and the way Erica’s eyes darkened as they raked over her.

Her fingers trembled as she reached for the hem of her camisole.

She pulled it off.

The air was cool against her bare skin, her small breasts exposed in their simple white bra. Her panties—plain, innocent—suddenly felt too thin under the weight of their gazes.