My First Sleepover

By Trixie Winchell

Whitney and Nina have been best friends all throughout high school. Whitney is a straight-laced church girl, and Nina is a class skipping, sex-having deviant. Whitney is now 18 and legally an adult, and finally gets out from her parent’s strict rules. Nina’s parents out of town, she invites Whitney over for her first sleepover to celebrate her newfound freedom. They invite two boys over to join in on their fun, but when they cancel on the girls, Nina and Whitney are left alone to make their own new experiences.

---“I’ve never been with a girl. I’ve never been with anyone. I’ve never even had a sleepover.” Whitney looked away ashamed, embarrassed by her confession. Nina rose to her face level. She ran her hand through Whitney’s hair, consoling her.
“I’ve never been with a girl either,” Nina replied. ---

Short and sweet, a lesbian erotica of two best friends whose friendship quickly becomes so much more.
Just under 5,000 words, this steamy hot story is intended for mature audiences only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: PinkFox Publishing
• Release date: Jul 11, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370243488

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My First Sleepover

Erotica Short Story

by

Trixie Winchell

Copyright 2017

PinkFox Publishing

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This is a work of fiction. Names, places, businesses, characters and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, actual events or locales is purely coincidental.

Warning: This ebook contains sexually graphic content. This ebook is suitable for mature audiences only.

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  Whitney Osbourne had just turned 18 and graduated from high school all in the same week. Her last true summer vacation was upon her and she was delighted to go off to college in the fall. She’d finally be out from under her strict parent’s thumb. Her first order of business was not going to church anymore. Her parents always said When you’re eighteen, then you can decide not to go! They must had figured their religion would be instilled her enough by then and she’d actually like church. They thought wrong. Her 10pm curfew was lifted. She was now allowed to date. Getting into NYU helped