Let's just kiss

Nyxie had never understood why people made such a buzz about kissing. It hadn't been anything special to her, just lips touching lips, sometimes pushing her tongue into the person's mouth—usually not. She had always figured that boys only liked kissing because it gave them an excuse for touching the girl's boobs and ass. It had always felt so slick to Nyxie, and she had hated it.

But that was before kissing her.

It didn't last long, only about six seconds, but it was by far the best one she had ever had. Their lips grazed each other in such delicacy, Garciela's hands cupping her neck, thumbs brushing over her jaw. It all made both of them feel special.

Their bodies buzzing, eyes still closed when the kiss ended, they remained their lips together and breathed in unison. The two girls wanted to do it again, and then again, and never stop. But their bodies weren't ready for it. They had forgotten how to move.