My First Lesbian Fûck (1)

Marissa gets drunk at a nightclub and wakes up in a stranger’s bed. She discovers just how much she loves being fucked by a woman.

I woke to a sharp throb in my head and knew I had been wild the night before.

I shut my eyes, trying to remember how everything had gone before I’d gotten completely drunk.

It all came in flashes.

The music had been too loud. I had taken drinks I couldn’t even name. And I had danced with strangers until… now.

Then the realization hit me. I was in… an unfamiliar room.

I sat up, the mattress sinking beneath me. Panic clenched my stomach.

Fuckkkk.

The air was cold against my bare skin. Goosebumps prickled over my arms and legs. My heart hammered so loud it felt like it might burst through my ribs.

I scanned the room, desperately.

Bare walls. Heavy metal posters crooked on the plaster. A coat rack groaning under dark jackets. Above the door, a small wooden sign caught my eye.

Renee’s Room.

Renee. The name ricocheted in my brain, but no face came. No memory of