Ch 2.58: Performance
Ch 2.58: Performance
Ch 2.58: Performance
Elaina was left staring at Carly while Flora tossed her bag onto the floor, kicking it over to the corner. Carly likewise stared back at Elaina, both of them stunned at the frankness of Flora’s explanation as to why they were there.
And then Flora started unbuttoning her jacket, and both pairs of eyes turned back to her. “You can keep studying,” Flora said matter-of-factly. “Don’t let us bother you.”
“R— right,” Carly said, closing her book.
Flora wasn’t even making a show out of it this time, and somehow that made it more eye catching. She was just shrugging her jacket off, discarding over to her bag, and then moving onto her boots, stripping down as if she didn’t have the magical ability to remove all of her clothes at once. The mundanity of it all somehow drove a heavier beating in Elaina’s heart, the slow, casual stripping of the girl as she slid off her boots, her socks, her tie.
“You need help?” Flora asked, the question making Elaina’s face grow red.
Skirt and panties. She pulled both of them down in one motion, leaving her standing there naked in the middle of the room, her focus shifting away from herself and onto her audience again.
And they were both touching themselves, Flora blatantly rubbing between her folds, Carly subtly moving her hand under her blanket. I’m really about to do this, Elaina realized. She’d played with Flora a bit in the grove in front of Tira and Carly, but that wasn’t what this was going to be, and Elaina herself had been dressed then as well. She went to cover herself, but with one hand over her chest and one covering her pussy, she found her fingers starting to move on their own, gently rubbing across her own areola, gliding through her own already moist slit.
“You know, we can put on a more entertaining show together,” Flora said, spreading her legs and sliding up Elaina’s bed. “I’m sure our audience will appreciate it.”
Gods damn this woman, Elaina thought, unable to resist the call of Flora’s smile. She took one last look at Carly, wanting to make sure she was okay with what was going on.
Her worries were unfounded. Carly was staring like she was watching a play, hips and arm both moving away under her sheets, mouth wide as she panted. No, Carly was fine, so Elaina turned back towards Flora, dropping her arms and climbing onto the mattress, crawling over Flora’s body and letting her lips fall towards the girl’s soft smile.
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