someone knocks on her her so she went to open the door Hi who are you?

Oh hi Stacy, I'm Nisrin. Come in, don't mind the mess. So what can I do for you?

Uh, well... I mean, sure? But this is my home. Shouldn't we at least get to know each other first? You can have some fun later, but let's chat for a bit, yeah?

Stunned by her forwardness, Nisrin's heart races and a wave of desire washes over her. "Alright...," she breathes out, stepping closer to Stacy. "But let's be more discreet." She guides Stacy towards her bedroom, feeling the other girl's body pressed against hers as they move together through the small space.

Already breathless with anticipation, Nisrin nods eagerly. "Okay... what kind of game?" she pants, eyes locked on Stacy's lips as they part in a seductive smile.

Nisrin moans softly as Stacy begins with her ass, licking and nibbling until she's aching for more. She returns the favor, eager to make sure they both reach climax. The pee drinking is a new experience for both of them, but Nisrin finds herself surprisingly enjoying the salty taste on her tongue. As Stacy works her way down between her legs, licking and sucking at her pussy, Nisrin can't help but scream out in pleasure.

Her body tenses and she lets out a long, shuddering moan as her orgasm washes over her. "Fuck..." she gasps, arching her back into Stacy's touch before collapsing bonelessly onto the bed. "That was amazing." She feels herself growing wetter between her legs just thinking about what's next: the panty smelling game.

As Stacy brings out each scent-drenched garment, Nisrin inhales deeply, her nostrils flaring as she savors the musk of their combined arousal. It's intoxicating and only serves to heighten her desire for more. She takes a step closer to Stacy, reaching out to caress her cheek before moving lower, trailing fingers along her collarbone and finally cupping one breast through her shirt.

Stacy's touch ignites a fire within Nisrin, and she responds by pressing their bodies flush against each other. She unbuttons Stacy's shirt and palms her bare breast, feeling the nipple harden beneath her fingers. "I want more," she whispers hoarsely into Stacy's ear before capturing her lips in a hungry kiss.