● Vivid Desires ● Chapter 3 — Center of Attention

lesbian | age-gap | older woman | college student | romance | touching | party | dancing | | sexual awakening

If you haven’t read Curious Desires yet, I strongly recommend starting there first. The story follows Lumi’s first experiences and sexual awakening, and Vivid Desires picks up right after those events.

Reading the first story will give you a much better understanding of where Lumi is emotionally and sexually at the start of this one.

Chapters:

• Chapter 1 — Two Women in Mind

• Chapter 2 — Private Lessons

• Chapter 3 — Center of Attention

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When Friday finally arrived, I was a wreck.

I stood in front of my mirror for far too long, second-guessing every choice. This was my first real lesbian party…if that’s even what you called it. And I wanted to look like I belonged without trying too hard. I tried on a gray long-sleeve top, but it felt too safe. The white crop top was better, but still too plain. I needed something bolder.

I reached for the black off-the-shoulder crop top and a pair of tight bell-bottom jeans that hugged my soft curves. I went heavier with my makeup, giving myself a smokier, more seductive look, and blow-dried my hair until it fell sleek down my back. When I was done, I barely recognized the girl in the mirror.

I looked like someone who was ready to be taken.

My dad caught me on my way out.

“Where are you headed, honey?”

“Just a party with some friends,” I said, keeping my voice light.

He gave me the usual warnings, no drinking, no drugs, and I nodded like always. If he knew where I was really going, or who I was going to see, he wouldn’t have been nearly so casual.

I ordered an Uber and tried to ignore the nerves twisting in my stomach the entire ride.

The longer we drove, the more unfamiliar the streets became. The clean, quiet suburbs I grew up in slowly gave way to narrower, cracked roads dotted with older houses and apartments. By the time the car pulled up to the end of a dimly lit cul-de-sac, my palms were clammy.

I stepped out and watched the Uber drive away, suddenly very aware that I was alone and in an unfamiliar place.

This was Taís’s world.

Her friends. Her circle.

I took a slow breath, trying to steady myself.

This was it.

I was here.

I could feel the electronic music pulsing down the driveway as I walked up to the front door. My finger hovered over the doorbell for a second before I finally pressed it.

“You got this, Lumi,” I muttered under my breath.

A few moments later, the door opened. A tall woman with wild curls stood in the doorway, wearing a bright neon blue tube top and a tight white mini skirt that hugged her wide hips. She looked me up and down with an amused smile.

“You must be Lumi,” she said in a smooth Spanish accent. “Taís told us you were coming. I’m Ana.”

Before I could reply, she took my hand and pulled me inside.

The air was thick with perfume, sweat, and alcohol. Women pressed up against each other in the narrow hallway, kissing and touching without shame. I tried to push forward, but hands kept finding me; sliding over my waist, gripping my hips, fingers grazing bare skin. Someone gave my ass a playful squeeze as I passed.

My breath caught.

A woman with heavy-lidded eyes and glossy lips leaned in close, her breath hot against my ear.

“Honey, you lost? I can help you find your way…”

Another caught my wrist, smiling as she gently tried to pull me toward her. “Forget her. Come have a drink with me.”

I smiled nervously and kept moving, but more hands found me; palms pressing against my stomach, fingers slipping under the hem of my top. Someone’s nails lightly dragged along my lower back. The attention was sudden, bold, and relentless. It felt like every thirsty DM I’d ever ignored had come to life in that hallway, and they weren’t shy about taking what they wanted.

I couldn’t tell if I wanted to run or let myself be pulled under. My body, however, was already reacting; heat spreading low in my stomach as unfamiliar hands kept roaming over me.

Before things could go any further, a familiar hand grabbed mine, firm and sure.

Ana reappeared, tugging me close against her side with a cheeky grin.

“Careful now,” she said loudly, her voice cutting through the noise. “Don’t get eaten by the sharks.”

I heard someone call out behind us as we walked away:

“Find me later!”

We stepped out into the backyard, where a group of women sat around a firepit. Taís was there, relaxed with a beer in hand. The moment she saw me, I instinctively let go of Ana’s hand, suddenly self-conscious.

“Lumi, you’re here!”

She stood and pulled me into a hug. I caught the familiar scent of her perfume and felt that same flutter in my chest.

Ana slung an arm around my shoulders. “Damn, where’d you find this one?”

Taís smirked. “Same way I found the rest of you.”

The group laughed. Taís started introducing everyone. There was Lisa, the confident older woman with a librarian vibe, and Kasey, a stunning younger Black woman who apparently owned Kasey’s Joint on Belmont Street.

“This is Ana and Lucía’s place,” Taís added.

I looked between Ana and the elegant woman beside her.

“Oh, so you two are—”

“Married, yes,” Lucía finished with a smile. “Two years now.”

“Taís was our realtor,” Ana added. “She helped us get this house, and she also found us the spot for Cafe de Calle.”

My head snapped toward Taís.

“Wait… Cafe de Calle? That’s where we had our…”

My voice trailed off.

Taís smiled at me, a little sheepish.

Ana let out a small laugh and nudged Taís with her elbow.

“Small world, huh?”

Something about that made my chest feel warm.

After a brief pause, Lisa tilted her head and looked at me with a curious smile.

“You seem pretty young to be out at a party like this. Your parents don’t mind you running around with us old folks?

“They’re pretty chill about stuff like this,” I said with a small shrug. “They own some grocery stores, so they’re out of town a lot. As long as I’m doing okay in school, they don’t really ask too many questions.”

Kasey raised an eyebrow, impressed. “Damn. That’s actually kind of nice.”

“Yeah,” Lisa added with a smirk. “Means we get to keep you a little longer tonight.”

The group laughed again, and I felt my face heat up.

The living room had turned into a crowded dance floor. Ana pulled me into the center of it all, with Lucía dancing beside us. I let myself move to the heavy bass, swinging my hips and tossing my hair, trying to match the energy around me.

At first, it felt good. Ana stayed close, her hands occasionally brushing my waist, while Lucía moved with an easy, graceful rhythm. But then I felt someone step in behind me; a pair of full breasts pressing against my back and strong hands settling on my hips.

It wasn’t Ana or Lucía.

I turned my head slightly and caught the familiar scent of Lisa’s perfume. She didn’t ask. She just started moving with me, her voluptuous body flushed against mine as her hands slid over my stomach. I let her. The alcohol in my system made it easier to lean back into her needy touch.

Then I saw her.

Taís stood near the snack table, beer in hand, watching.

Something shifted in me.

I didn’t pull away from Lisa. Instead, I pressed back against her harder, rolling my hips with more intention. Lisa took it as encouragement. Her hands grew bolder, sliding lower on my waist, fingers grazing the waistband of my jeans. Her breath was hot against my neck as she enveloped me on the dance floor.

I kept glancing toward the snack table.

Taís hadn’t looked away.

A strange, heated thrill ran through me. I knew I was doing it on purpose now, letting Lisa touch me like this while Taís watched. I wanted to see how far she would let it go. I wanted to see if it would affect her.

Lisa’s hands slipped under the hem of my crop top, her palms warm against my bare stomach. She pulled me back against her more firmly, and I didn’t resist. My head tilted slightly as her lips brushed close to my ear.

Then Taís turned away.

She set her beer down and walked over to the snack table, reaching for something. The moment she looked away, the spell broke. The heat in my body cooled just enough for clarity to slip back in.

I gently pulled Lisa’s hands off me and stepped away, offering a small, apologetic smile. She didn’t seem offended, she just grinned and immediately found someone else to dance with.

I made my way over to Taís, my skin still flushed and my head buzzing.

She glanced at me as I approached, her expression unreadable at first.

“Every woman in the room wants a piece of you,” she said, her tone light but her eyes sharper than usual.

I felt a guilty little throb between my legs at her words.

“Yeah…” I admitted, my voice a little breathless. “It’s been… a lot.”

Taís took a slow sip of her beer, then looked at me again.

“Having fun?”

I hesitated, then nodded. “Yeah. I am.”

She didn’t say anything right away. She just studied me for a second longer than necessary before her expression softened slightly.

“Good,” she said. “Just… be careful. Some of them don’t know how to take it easy with someone new.”

There was something protective in her voice, but underneath it, I could hear something else.

I didn’t say anything. I just nodded and stayed close to her for the rest of the night.

I got home close to 1 am.

I tiptoed inside, but Dad was still awake on the couch, too engrossed in his Vietnamese game shows to notice how unsteady I was. He glanced over when he heard the door.

“Back this late?” he said. “Next weekend, try not to stay up so late, especially with school.”

“Okay,” I mumbled.

He nodded and turned back to the TV. I quietly made my way upstairs.

My room was a mess. Clothes and makeup were scattered across the bed. I sat down beside them and stared at the floor.

Tonight had been… too much.

The attention. Lisa’s hands on me. The way Taís had watched from across the room. The way Tina had looked at me during our session earlier the day before. It all kept replaying in my head, and I didn’t know how to sort through any of it.

I suddenly felt my eyes sting.

Everything was moving too fast. I had gone from curious to letting strangers touch me in a crowded hallway. From wondering about Taís to already feeling something for Tina. And somewhere in between, I had started dressing differently, acting differently… becoming someone I wasn’t sure I recognized.

I looked at myself in the mirror across the room. Earlier tonight, I had felt proud of how I looked. Now I just felt ashamed.

Like I was turning into someone who got off on the attention. Someone who let older women touch her. Someone who was lying to her parents and hiding more of herself every day.

I grabbed my stuffed Pooh and pulled him against my chest. The tears came quietly at first, then faster, soaking into his worn fur as I held him tighter.

I didn’t know how to stop any of it.

And worse, I wasn’t sure I wanted to.

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