Ayumi grew-up in the city of Akita. Her family was part of the traditionalist Catholic minority of Japan. She went to a girl school managed by nuns in the diocese of Niigata, where the strict discipline of Japanese culture made an explosive mix, with a fundamentalist approach to Catholicism. This included a heavy use of corporal punishment in front of the class especially for sex related subjects like self-pleasure. She never really had faith, but was obedient. Anyway, this type of education builds walls in your mind to protect from falling into thoughts that would lead to punishment.
Ayumi arrived in her room still in shock.
The sight of Gloria in her post orgasm, was an emotional blast. It made her totally wet her panties without even touching herself. However, her education prevented to even think about that.
She still had in her mind the sight of Gloria's pussy lips sticking to the fabric of her pyjama. She even remembered the shape of her half erect clit slightly poking. She made an effort to suppress this thought with the image of Nun Yoshiko. But it was so vivid and emotional that it would stay in her mind.
Ayumi noticed her own panties wetness and feared anyone would see her like that. She sat on her bed and proceeded to remove them under her skirt. As she raised her skirt, she saw that her panties had gone semi-transparent because of the wetness. Ayumi could see her own lips capped by a small bush of straight hairs on top. This reminded her Gloria's slit, but she seemed to have no hairs at all. Immediately again she tried suppressing this new impure thought.
Ayumi lifted her bum and pulled the panties. The crotch area stayed stuck for a while, then peeled from her lips. The wet fabric remained in contact with her lips through strings of goo. Her body was really demanding something.
This had never happened to Ayumi. It occurred to her to get a bit wet some time. Though never soaked like that, and this warmth in her tummy, it was totally new for her. Ayumi knew she was attracted by girls. But never made anything else than day dreams which were rapidly suppressed because of her education, and certainly never explicit like that. "Those are dirty thoughts", She said to herself. She was twenty-five and had never experienced any sexual activities. Her junior and high school where extremely strict on the subject, and at the uni there was too much to do to think of anything else.
Now Ayumi was sitting on her bed looking thoughtfully at her soaking wet crotch. Looking at her own lips, she thought that her's where slightly smaller than Gloria's and her clit cover was completely hidden in between.
Ayumi felt the urge of caressing it with her eager fingers in the same way the English girl presumably did. But promptly stopped her movement. Her moral education did not allow this type of dirty activities. She consequently started taking some tissue paper to cleanse the affected area. The paper allowed removing some juices but inevitably aroused her even more making new juices flow. Then did it again and again with identical effect.
The uncontrollable urge to touch herself was only growing. The stickiness fascinated Ayumi in some peculiar way. But her defective education insisted not to indulge in this kind of sinful behavior. In addition she had to be perfectly clean down there. The wetness had to be eliminated at all cost, but it was arousing hear. This overwhelmed her completely... she started crying nervously.
During that time Coralie had gone to the city to meet a lively bunch of colleagues with whom she ran along the river Seine to keep fit. There was Remi from sales the super-fit guy, in love with his body that was training like hell to remain that way. Karine the secretary in admiration of Remi's shapely body. She does not like sport that much but it is a way for her to be close to him even outside work. Finally Ronald, an older engineer from the US who do not like sports at all but knows it is excellent for his health.
Coralie had been working as a software engineer in this consulting firm for two years. She became friends with Ronald and his wife. She had a total disregard for Karine who was trying to screw her way up the organizational ladder. And had mixed feelings about Remi. Who was on one side athletic as she liked but on the other the typical arrogant Parisian that can be a jerk depending of the time. And today was not going to be an enjoyable one. As Coralie started to show picture of her new flatmate (Gloria). Remi started to make saucy comment on potential usage of her small ass and generous mouth that really pissed her off.