Yes

"Yes!" Nicole said." We can take turns with cold showers if it gets too steamy," she joked.

Samantha chuckled as she switched off the ceiling lights, turned on the corner lamp and drew the curtains. As she sat down again, Tom pressed play.

Tom had not exaggerated when he said the film was quite sexy. It was beautifully made and Samantha was falling in love with the main character, but it was also one step, perhaps a half-step, above porn in places. The director wasted little time. After fifteen minutes, the main character was masturbating in her sleep, lost in an intense dream about the girl who would later become her love interest. Both Nicole and Samantha, who were sat up right for now, shuffled a little in their seats, aching for release as the scene continued.

The film continued and, a few minutes later, the main character had sex with a male student from her school. The scene left little to the imagination and every body part of both actors was on show. The breathy moans on the soundtrack, the lack of soft-focus romanticism and the awkward camera angles all added realism to the student sex. Samantha glanced over at Tom to see his response, he was clearly trying to hide his embarrassment, his dick hardening as the movie progressed. Nicole, on the other hand, seemed engrossed. Her eyes were glued to the screen, her cheeks flushed and her breathing deepened.

Samantha was hyperaware of how close her body was to Nicole's - their sides pressing against each other. That knowledge, and the passionate noises from the TV, sent chills down her spine.

The sex scenes tapered off after the first twenty minutes or so to allow the story to develop. She calmed down a little. Then the main character met the girl with the blue hair. The one who had gone down on her in the dream earlier in the film. Their relationship was sweetly engaging. A couple of sun-kissed park scenes were shot in a sensual light that had her moistening her lips in anticipation.

And then, 'the scene'. More than five minutes of graphic lesbian sex in every conceivable position. Multiple orgasms and no possibility of body doubles as the filmed showed the actresses' faces buried between each other's legs or gasping in ecstasy as they ground their pussies together. The temperature of the couch seemed rapidly to rise. An insistent heat pulsed between Samantha's legs as she tried discreetly to press down on her crotch without attracting attention.

Five minutes doesn't sound long, but most films limit sex scenes to a thirty-second montage and then cut to the next morning. This lasted forever. It felt like watching perfect porn with a couple of friends in the room.

As the main character finger-fucked the girl with blue hair, Samantha sensed motion in her peripheral vision. She glanced to the right discreetly and bit her lip, her eyes widening in shock. Tom was fully erect now, his cock rising from his lap, pointing straight up. Nicole's hand was between his legs, stroking him gently. His head was tilted back, his chest heaving and his lips parted as he breathed deeply. Nicole's eyes were locked onto the screen, her tongue peeking out from between her lips. She let out a quiet moan and reached under Tom, grabbing his hard shaft and squeezed it.

For a brief second, Samantha's eyes met with Nicole's and she smiled shyly and looked away.