Chapter 2

Emma was confused for a moment. Should she lie? No. Best to admit the truth.

“Yes. That looks so hot.”

“Are you getting excited?”

“Can I feel how excited you are? May I touch you?” Beth asked quietly.

As she spooned her, Beth’s right hand pressed against the small of Emma’s back, luxuriating against the fabric of her satin nightie. She ran her hand down, down over Emma’s butt, past the lacy hem, where it was riding up on her ass cheeks. Her hand dipped further into Emma’s nethers, until her fingertips brushed against the protruding pooch of Emma’s pussy.

It… was… wet. So wet. Slick on both sides of her hairless pussy lips.

Over on the other bed, Cynthia was making more and more noise. As she rocked her pussy on Allie’s open, lewdly munching mouth, Cynthia moaned with pleasure and whimpered in rising desperation. She let go of the headboard and crossed her hands at the bottom of her t-shirt, pulling it up and over her head and tousling her chin-length brown hair. The street light filtering through the window illuminated her pert, milky white breasts tipped with compact, upturned nipples. She was completely naked.

As she bore down on Allie’s lips and searching tongue, Cynthia placed her hands on the small of her back, which had taken on the light sheen of sexually induced sweat. Her fingers intermingled with Allie’s, whose hands were cupping her ass. Oblivious to anything else in the room, Cynthia raised her face to the ceiling, closing her eyes shut, and dropped her jaw, her mouth hanging open in ecstasy.

Meanwhile, Beth had spread her fingers under Emma’s bottom to gently caress her whole vagina. Emma arched her back to press her hot sex more firmly against Beth’s hand as she kept her eyes locked on Cynthia’s gyrating form.

Beth ventured her middle finger forward, and up, rubbing the tip around Emma’s tight opening, feeling it clench in anticipation. Slowly, surely, with an exquisitely even pace, she inserted it into Emma’s wet canal.

“Oh! Ohhhhhhhhh!” Emma couldn’t help moaning.

If the girls on the other bed heard her, they gave no sign. Sweet moments of bliss passed for everyone involved.

Suddenly, Cynthia slapped both palms against the wall above the bed and scrunched up her face, eyebrows knitted in tension. Her pussy slid smoothly back and forth over Allie’s wet lips and whirling tongue.

“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck,” she exclaimed.

With a final groan, Cynthia gushed onto her best friend’s face, her orgasm tearing through her stomach, and spilling out in liquid form. Allie lapped it up, popping one nostril free to breathe as Cynthia bore down on her face. After she was spent, Cynthia rolled off and sprawled backwards onto her own side of the bed, upside down in a fetal position curled towards the window, panting.

Allie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and cast her gaze over to Emma, whose eyes glittered in the soft light, wide open. Emma’s mouth was agape with pleasure at being finger fucked by Beth from behind. Slowly, Allie shifted her body up to a sitting position, tossing off her covers. She reached a slender arm over to the lamp on the nightstand between them and casually flicked it on. Beth met her eyes over Emma’s shoulder, and smiled.

“Sorry for the noise. But it would seem that you enjoyed the show.”

Emma nodded, wetting her lips.

“I suppose if you’re up already, then we don’t need to worry about making noise. I would think,” she said nonchalantly, as she slowly unbuttoned her pajama top, “you girls might want to keep watching. You see, the show isn’t over. No, not by any means.”

Allie sat up and eased her pajama top off, revealing her perfectly formed cheerleader tits. Firm but ample, with the faintest bikini tan lines left over from the summer. She sported petite areola and hard, small nipples. A small mole graced her side, below and underneath her right breast.

“I mean, I’m not even naked yet.”

Allie drew her knees up, hooked her thumbs into the top of her pajama bottoms, and stripped them off, panties and all, throwing them off the end of the bed. She turned slightly and slapped Cynthia’s rump, which was up near her head as she was still upside down and turned away.

Cynthia turned and flipped herself back onto her knees, refreshed. She noted the watching girls with interest.

Allie kept her eyes locked on Emma as she stretched, straightening her bare legs up towards the ceiling, rubbing them against each other sensuously. She hooked her arm around the backs of her thighs and pulled into her core, showing off her exposed ass crack and moist-looking pussy lips that peeked out between her toned, tanned thighs.

Emma gulped, mesmerized. Beth had kept her finger inserted in Emma’s snatch during this whole exchange, but had stopped pumping to give her a break and to let Allie tease them.

“Do you want to watch Cynthia eat me out?”

Allie glanced mischievously over at Cynthia. “Well get to it, slut, you heard the newbie. Show her how it’s done.”

Cynthia cracked a wide smile and nodded. Bouncing up onto her hands and knees on the bed, she pushed her head down and forward into Allie’s crack. She stretched her long tongue out, teasingly. With a flourish, she tickled the top of Allie’s slit.

“Yeah, that’s right, girl,” whispered Allie. “Wind me up.”

Beth slowly resumed pumping her middle finger in and out of Emma’s pussy from behind. Emma whimpered thankfully.

Cynthia started lapping in earnest, going from the bottom of Allie’s slit towards the top, in firm, wet strokes. Allie closed her eyes, still holding up her legs, and let out a long, slow breath through the O formed by her lips. Her toes flexed and curled in the air, as Cynthia slid her palms around Allie’s butt cheeks, supporting her. Cynthia’s nose nuzzled between Allie’s thighs as her mouth worked hungrily around her bestie’s cooch.

Allie let out a luxurious, contented groan.

“Fuck ME, Cynth. That feels soooooooo good!”

Meanwhile, Beth was now pistoning her finger into Emma’s hole, slapping her knuckles against the opening harder and harder. Emma mashed her free hand against her own breasts, kneading the flesh through her nightie and pressing her hard nipples against the heel of her palm. She began uttering a strange yelping sound, every couple of strokes, that seemed involuntary, and a little desperate. After a little more of this, Beth began to slow, then finally withdrew her finger, flexing her fatigued wrist. Emma was a bit disappointed but also relieved to catch her breath. Beth resumed casually stroking the outside of Emma’s pussy. She leaned over Emma and nibbled on her ear.

“I had no idea,” breathed Emma.

“I think I can make you come. Do you want me to try?”

“Mmm… yes, Beth! Please make me come while I watch Cynthia eat out Allie’s pussy.”

Allie certainly heard that last bit. She glanced over and winked at them. Pussy juice streamed steadily out of her and onto Cynthia’s mouth and chin. Her beautiful legs remained extended upwards, thigh muscles flexing, ligaments behind her knees straining, calves tensing with each tickle of pleasure. She flexed and pointed her toes, rubbing her dainty, perfectly pedicured feet together.

Beth removed her right hand from underneath Emma’s pussy, and exchanged it with her left hand, cupping Emma’s hot sex box. She then slid her right hand across the satin nightie material over Emma’s hip and around to the front of her stomach, then traced down between Emma’s legs, lifting the nightie, and proceeded down over a small tuft of pubic hair, settling the tips of her middle three fingers over Emma’s aching clit.

As she rubbed Emma’s pussy from underneath with her left hand, she rubbed Emma’s clit from the front with her other fingers. It was a complicated dance, a rhythm that found itself, each slower stroke with her left hand coupled with two quicker rubs from her right hand. But it was exactly what Emma needed. She moaned with pleasure, and increased urgency.

Beth played her lips over one of the spaghetti straps of Emma’s nightie, teasing. Then, she opened her mouth and gently bit into Emma’s shoulder, indenting her delicate skin with her incisors.

“Oh!” Emma exclaimed, eyes opening wide.

“That’s it, girl,” encouraged Allie from the other bed. She had exquisite control of herself, despite the tongue lashing she was receiving. It certainly seemed like she had enjoyed lots of oral pleasure from Cynthia before, so she was confident in what it was doing to her.

“You can do it,” Allie kept saying. “If you come, I’m gonna come. I want to see you pop first, new girl!”

Emma, eyes still wide open, nodded, the waves already beginning to rock her. It started to take everything she had to keep her eyes locked on Allie’s vivid gray irises, because her body told her to scrunch up her eyes against the coming onslaught. But she was determined to ride it out and see everything. Beth’s pleasure-dealing hands continued to whip up Emma’s nethers into a fervor, taking her at once higher and deeper into herself, deeper into her core, where a white hot explosion was being pressed tighter and tighter and tighter. And then… and then… BANG she was coming. She was coming and coming through and through and it wouldn’t stop.

The shudder and strain of orgasm were apparent on Emma’s face and Allie grinned, taking that as her cue to release her own climax that had been edging along this whole time as Cynthia worked away constantly and tirelessly.

Allie let out a sustained “Ahhhhhhhhhhh” as her orgasms arrived like a cluster bomb, a constellation of rolling explosions. They were simply exquisite. She felt Cynthia grinning into her pussy. They both knew that when it was over, they would half-mockingly high-five each other.

For Emma, it was all new. As she gradually came down from her high, the feelings were positively revelatory.

The girls laid in their various positions of repose for a moment, coming off their highs, letting their heartbeats slow.

Beth dipped her fingers into her mouth. She savored Emma’s juices.

“I want to taste you more. Can I lick you down there?”

“Yes. But I want to taste you too,” Emma whimpered.

“I think that can be arranged.”

“Sit up on the edge of the bed,” Beth ordered.

Emma slipped the covers off and swung her legs off the side of the bed, placing her dainty feet onto the carpet. She adjusted the hemline of her nightie, and smiled shyly at Allie and Cynthia, who were now nestled together, with Allie leaning back against the headboard, stretching her arm around Cynthia who had her own arms around Allie’s waist.

“Take off that sexy nightie. We want to see you naked,” said Beth, firmly.

Emma pulled her nightie over her head and long braided hair, tossed it, and sat back down on the edge of the mattress. Even after all this, she was shy, awkwardly crossing her arms over her pristine breasts. That was partially because Allie and Cynthia were clearly devouring her with their eyes.

“Lay straight back,” commanded Beth. “That’s it, just like that.” Emma leaned back onto her elbows, and then lowered herself onto her back, horizontally across the middle of the bed, her feet still dangling off the side onto the floor. She felt a thrill course through her body at the thought of having her pussy so exposed to Allie and Cynthia.

Beth was now up on her knees on her side of the bed, covers tossed off. She had expertly shed her own night clothes, her pink bootie shorts and cami on the floor somewhere, and her perfect, compact cheerleader’s body was on full display.

Allie and Cynthia whistled encouragement.

Beth winked, and then gazed down at Emma’s face, upside down to her.

“Hey cutie,” she cooed. Emma gazed up at her, with something like adoration.

Crawling forward, Beth lowered the top of her body, yoga-like, to press her chest on Emma’s breasts, and sensuously kept sliding forwards, warming Emma’s skin with her skin.

Emma’s nose and lips trailed along Beth’s taut midsection, nuzzling into her belly button as it slid by. She darted her tongue out so that it wet a line between Beth’s button and her small bush of curly blonde pubes, causing Beth to giggle and contract her stomach, lifting herself away for a brief moment.

As Beth planted her knees on either side of Emma’s body, she let herself admire the view of the young woman’s perfect little pussy situated in her hairless crotch. The outer pussy lips were the same pale white skin tone as the rest of Emma’s body, even the hood folding over her delicate-looking clit. She had a small lipped vagina, neat and trim, just a bit of glistening wetness at the outer edges. Beth licked her lips.

“Looks good enough to eat, doesn’t it?” remarked Allie. She started to snake her hand down between her own legs, from where it had been resting casually on her abdomen.

Beth smiled at her and winked. Then, without further delay, she lowered her face towards Emma’s crotch, scooting her own butt down and back to rest her salty wet cunt on Emma’s eager, virgin face.

Beth’s head bobbed as she applied quick, light licks from the top of Emma’s clitoral hood to the delicate petals around her opening, causing Emma to shift and wriggle with delight, toes curling against the plush carpet on the floor. She could only whimper to convey her pleasure, as Beth’s wet, dripping, wide open cunt enveloped her lips and mouth. Tentatively, then more confidently, Emma opened her mouth and let her tongue wiggle and wander against Beth’s inner flesh, which tasted absolutely amazing – salty and clean. Meanwhile, holding herself up on her elbows, Beth aimed her tongue lower, still slathering Emma’s clit but burying her pointed tongue deeper and deeper into her partner’s canal, scooping up the pre-cum secreting from within.

On the other bed, Allie was fapping herself eagerly now, hand pressed along the length of her pussy, as she enjoyed watching the hot 69 unfold. Cynthia, too, had run her hand down her side, around her hip and over her butt cheek, and begun rubbing herself from behind. Her face was right next to Allie’s left tit, so she reached out her tongue and teased the areola around the erect nipple.

“That’s nice, baby, thank you,” Allie cooed. “Woah, they’re really good at this.”

And they were. Emma and Beth were REALLY good at 69ing. Emma’s feet drifted up off of the floor and her legs bent in the air, opening her up and raising her pussy up against Beth’s face. In response, Beth opened her mouth wide and let loose her tongue, letting it travel through and around Emma’s hot, aching folds. Emma’s face, in the meantime, was covered in Beth’s sweet juices, and her mouth massaged all of the hot blonde’s sex, her lower lip focusing on stroking Beth’s hard little clit. As they bumped and grinded against each other, the girls on the other bed took in the scene with envy and lustful delight. They were viewing Emma butt-first as she lay across the mattress, with Beth’s head shaking and bobbing between her legs.