Monday, May 24, 2010

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 6

The next day after cheerleading practice, Ms. London, the coach of the squad, called Kelly Ann into her office. Everyone else had left and Ms. London asked Kelly to have a seat on the other side of her desk.

“Kelly, I see that you brought in a couple of checks from a....” She rummaged around on her desk for a few seconds. “Jessica Braden. Very generous checks, I might add.”

“That’s right,” answered Kelly Ann, flushing at the thought of Jessica and all that had transpired over the last few days. “She was, um, very eager to help.”

“Well, this is excellent,” responded Ms. London. “This goes a long way toward making up our budget shortfall. I’d really like to thank her in person. Do you think you could arrange that?”

“Um...sure, I guess so,” Kelly answered somewhat hesitantly, her mind racing to try and calculate the complexities of this situation. Was there a risk of Ms. London finding out about the cheerleaders’ sexual escapades? What would happen if she did?

“Good, good,” said Ms. London. “Let me know. Good night, Kelly.”

“Good night.”

* * *

Kelly Ann had just left Ms. London’s office when her cell phone rang; it was Katrina.

“Hey,” said Kelly.

“Hi. You want to come over?” asked Katrina. “Nobody’s home but me.”

“OK.”

* * *

Kelly let herself in through the screen door in back of Katrina’s house, as she usually did when she visited. She called her friend's name as she walked through the kitchen, but there was no answer until she stood at the bottom of the stairs leading to the second floor, where the bedrooms were. Then she looked up to see Katrina standing with her hands on the railing, stark naked except for her socks.

Kelly got a lump in her throat. Katrina looked amazing; the sunlight was hitting her from one side, illuminating her perfect skin and filtering through her soft blond pubic hair. Katrina smiled down at her. “Come on up,” she said.

The previous day had been something of a revelation to Katrina. Although boys had always gone crazy over her, she had been somewhat indifferent to them, which of course only made them want her more. She was sometimes cruel to them, and had never really felt bad about it. She had slept with a few of them and been somewhat underwhelmed by the experience, though she did enjoy the feeling of a penis inside her. Somehow, though, something was lacking. She worried that if this was all there was to sex, she was never going to understand what the big deal was.

Her experience with Kelly, Jessica, and Marie had been different, though. Katrina had never been so aroused as she was during the tryst, and never so satisfied as she was after. This was a whole new avenue of pleasure that she had never even thought about before, and it excited her to discover that she could feel this way. The whole day all she’d been able to think about was pussy, and she couldn’t wait for her next chance to fuck a girl. She looked down at her friend; she’d always known that Kelly was beautiful, but never realized that she could feel the kind of desire she was feeling now. She was seeing the world through a whole new set of eyes.

Kelly Ann climbed the stairs and when she reached the top, Katrina was waiting for her with both hands held out. She led Kelly to her bedroom and closed the door behind them.

Immediately Katrina was all over Kelly, pressing her up against the door, kissing her forcefully on the mouth, practically tearing her clothes off. The sheer passion of it took Kelly by surprise, and she kissed her friend back as best she could, feeling her nipples stiffen and her juices begin to flow. Katrina licked down Kelly’s neck and began to suckle her breasts with an eager sloppiness that took Kelly’s breath away. Soon Katrina was on her knees, pulling Kelly’s panties off and lifting one of Kelly’s legs onto her shoulder.

Katrina inhaled deeply the scent of arousal pouring from between her friend’s legs; it was the greatest smell in the world, as far as she could tell. Kelly closed her eyes and leaned back against the door, emitting a primitive, uninhibited moan as Katrina’s tongue invaded her. She put her hands on Katrina’s shoulders to steady herself, already about to come; no one had ever attacked her pussy this way. When Katrina sucked on her clit she came like a freight train, her legs quivering and a thin stream of drool running down her chin.

Soon the girls were on the bed, rolling over and over, practically wrestling with each other as they writhed and kissed and licked and sucked. Finally, when they had driven each other over the brink four or five times, they lay side by side staring at the ceiling, Katrina cupping her friend’s crotch with one hand. Suddenly they heard a noise coming from downstairs, then a voice.

“Katrina? Honey?” It was Katrina’s mom, home a little earlier than expected.

“Hi, mom,” Katrina shouted down. “Be down in a minute.” As quietly as possible the girls scrambled to get dressed. Fortunately it would not be too unusual to see Kelly emerging from Katrina’s bedroom; they often hung out together at this time of day. Kelly just hoped the smell of sex would not be too obvious on them. She found some of Katrina’s perfume and sprayed a little on both of them.

Downstairs they found Katrina’s mother unpacking bags of groceries. There was no question about where Katrina had gotten her beauty from; she and her mom were practically twins. “What have you girls been up to?” she asked.

This made Kelly Ann cough so hard she practically doubled over, but Katrina was cool. “Just hanging. You want some help?”

“That’s OK, I’m almost done. Hi there, Kelly. Are you alright?”

Kelly had caught her breath now. “I’m fine, Mrs. Bowman. How are you?”

“I’m just dandy, thanks for asking." Mrs. Bowman sniffed the air curiously. “Something smells delicious!”

Katrina grinned. “We were just trying out some perfumes. Regular girl stuff.”

There was a hint of irony in Katrina’s voice that Kelly caught, and she wondered if Mrs. Bowman would too. But she seemed oblivious. “Can I make you girls something to eat?” she asked.

Kelly Ann coughed again. If Mrs. Bowman knew that she’d been eating pussy all afternoon... “I’d better get going,” she answered, just a little too quickly. “It’s later than I thought.” She hugged Katrina goodbye, and up close the smell of girl juice on her was unmistakable. It sent a shiver through Kelly, not entirely an unpleasant one. She waved goodbye to Mrs. Bowman and made her escape hastily, wondering what the hell was happening to her life.

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Friday, May 14, 2010

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 5

When Sunday afternoon rolled around, Kelly Ann was more nervous than she’d ever been in her life. Today she would deliver Katrina to Jessica as she had been instructed to do, and God only knew what kind of perverted things Jessica had in mind for them.

It had been different with Olivia, because the two of them hadn’t previously been that close. Katrina and Kelly had grown up together, their families knew each other, and Kelly was worried about how Katrina was going to react to all this. Then again, Katrina was a spectacularly sexy girl, and the prospect of making love to her made Kelly Ann feel a little weak in the knees. So she carried on, putting her doubts and fears aside.

She tried not to watch the clock, but found herself checking the time every five minutes. Meanwhile she tried on about 25 different outfits, finally settling on a denim skirt and a tube top that showed off her breasts very nicely. By 3:45 Kelly Ann was downstairs waiting for Katrina, and when 10 long minutes later there was no sign of her, Kelly picked up the phone.

“Where are you?” asked Kelly anxiously, worried that they would be late.

“I’m on my way,” answered Katrina. “Chill out.”

“I asked you not to be late,” Kelly whined.

“I know, I know, it’ll just be a minute.”

Even so, it was ten minutes after four by the time Katrina pulled up in front of Kelly Ann’s house. Kelly was fuming and ready to scream, but once she laid eyes on Katrina, it was hard to stay mad at her. She looked amazing: honey blond hair, pale blue eyes, and a short, tight turquoise dress. “Sorry,” she said. “I had to take my stupid brother into town.”

“It’s OK,” Kelly said, and directed her friend to Jessica’s house. It only took five minutes but it seemed like hours to Kelly Ann, stressed out as she was. They parked in front and Kelly strode briskly to the door, with Katrina trailing languidly behind.

Marie answered the door, looking lovely in a white sundress. Kelly realized that this was the first time she had ever seen Marie with clothes on.

Jessica was sitting under an umbrella by the pool in a sexy red dress with spaghetti straps up top. “You girls are late,” she said.

“Sorry,” said Kelly Ann. “This is Katrina.” The tone of her voice implied, This is why I’m late. ”Katrina, this is Jessica.”

Katrina shook Jessica’s hand, looking around and obviously wondering where the party was, but too polite to say so. Jessica was impressed; she had really hit the jackpot this time. Kelly and Olivia were both very beautiful girls, but Katrina was on another level; she seemed to glow, even in the bright sunlight.

Jessica asked the girls to have a seat and told Marie to bring them something to drink. There were a bunch of snacks on the table to Jessica’s left, so for awhile they all sat around eating, drinking, and talking. Then Marie suggested a swim.

“But we didn’t bring bathing suits,” Katrina said.

“You don’t need a bathing suit,” Marie told her. “After all, we’re all girls, right?”

Before long Marie, Kelly Ann, and Katrina were splashing around nude in the swimming pool. Jessica remained in her seat, looking cool and relaxed behind her sunglasses, sometimes reading the magazine on her lap, sometimes glancing up at the naked girls in front of her.

Kelly Ann had seen Katrina naked in the locker room before, but had never looked at her quite this way. Her breasts were ripe and luscious, and her ass was a work of art. Kelly wanted to fondle her, but kept waiting for Marie or Jessica to make the first move. Instead, Marie just swam around and Jessica didn’t budge from her chair.

After their swim, the three girls wrapped themselves in towels and went into the living room. Jessica followed a minute later, and when she removed her sunglasses, her piercing gray eyes locked right onto Kelly Ann, making the younger girl feel a sudden chill.

“You know, Kelly Ann, I haven’t forgotten that you were late today. I also haven’t forgotten that I promised to punish you the other day.”

Kelly sat in a stunned silence. Things were taking an unexpected turn.

“Katrina, would you like to watch your friend be punished?”

Kelly looked over nervously at her classmate, who said nothing for a few long moments, then smiled mischievously. “Sure,” she said.

“Stand up, Kelly,” ordered Jessica, and Kelly as always was powerless to resist her. Jessica pulled off Kelly’s towel and let it drop to the floor, then had Kelly put her hands on the back of the sofa so that she was slightly bent over with her ass facing Katrina and Marie.

Jessica opened the top of the coffee table and pulled out a riding crop, which she swished several times through the air. In the quiet room it made a loud whooshing sound that caused Kelly Ann’s stomach to tighten.

When Jessica brought the crop down on Kelly’s naked ass for the first time, she yelped and instinctively straightened up slightly. Jessica pushed her back into position and hit her again, harder this time. “Stand still,” she said.

Soon Jessica was crying, not so much from the pain — which was not really that bad — but from the humiliation. Being whipped naked in front of her friend and classmate. What must Katrina be thinking? What if she told everyone?

Jessica smacked Kelly with the crop about a dozen times, then slid it between her thighs. Kelly’s legs parted slightly, and Marie and Katrina got a clear view of her pussy, which was glistening with moisture. However humiliated she was, she was obviously also turned on.

“Katrina, did you know that our little Kelly Ann is quite a talented pussy-licker?” asked Jessica. 

Katrina wasn’t sure what to say. This was a very weird situation and part of her wanted to run for the door. But the sight of Kelly Ann’s naked body, and the way she was being treated, were having a powerful effect. Finally she answered, “Um, no, I did not know that.”

“Would you like her to show you?”

“Well, uh…wow. OK.”

Jessica stood Kelly up, then pushed her down so she was on her hands and knees in front of Katrina. Marie, meanwhile, helped Katrina out of her towel and spread her legs apart.

“I’d make her beg for it if I was you,” said Jessica. “She will, she’s a horny little slut.”

Kelly Ann, more humiliated than ever, just stared at the floor, red-faced and wet-eyed. Then she heard the riding crop slicing through the air and felt it smack into her tender ass. She looked up, straight into her friend’s blond pussy, and mumbled something. “Speak up,” barked Jessica, punctuating her sentence with a whack of the crop. “And look her in the eyes.”

Swallowing what little remained of her pride, Kelly Ann looked up into Katrina’s gorgeous blue eyes, and in a firm, clear voice asked, “May I eat your pussy, please?”

Katrina had never been with a girl before, but had always wondered what it would be like. Apparently she was about to find out. “Yes, you may.”

Kelly Ann scooted forward and thrust her tongue between her friend’s pussy lips. Katrina was soft, wet, and delicious. Embarrassed as she had been, Kelly was also thrilled that Jessica had said she was talented, and she worked hard to live up to the compliment. She used her mouth and fingers to bring Katrina as much pleasure as she could, enjoying the way her beautiful girlfriend moaned and squirmed.

Katrina was just about ready to come when she looked up and saw Jessica approaching from behind Kelly with a strap-on pointing right out in front of her. Putting her finger to her mouth in a shushing gesture, Jessica knelt down behind the unsuspecting Kelly and penetrated her without warning. Kelly Ann gasped into Katrina’s crotch; she was sopping wet and easily took the full length of the dildo inside her while continuing to work on Katrina’s clit.

Soon Katrina came like she had never come before. Kelly Ann really was talented. A minute later Kelly came too, her tits bouncing as Jessica thrust relentlessly into her.

Thoroughly worn out, Kelly climbed up onto the couch next to Katrina, who sat back to savor the fantastic orgasm she’d just had. But Jessica was not finished with her. Reaching around from behind, Jessica fastened a leather collar around Katrina’s neck and attached a leash, which she handed to Marie.

“Time for you to do some work now, sweetheart,” Jessica said to Katrina. “There’s no such thing as a free lunch.”

Tugging on Katrina’s leash, Marie led her over to the large recliner in the corner. Tossing her towel aside, Marie climbed onto the recliner and draped her legs over its sides so her legs were spread wide open and her cunt lewdly displayed. Slowly, inch by inch, she shortened the leash until Katrina’s head was in her crotch. Katrina stuck her tongue out and took her first taste of pussy.

She liked it. No, she loved it; she leaned in and went after Marie’s pussy like it was an ice cream cone that was about to melt. Katrina had a powerful sex drive and hadn’t had any for months; this was exactly what she had been needing. Wait, there was one more thing….

Turning her head as best she could, she looked up at Jessica and the strap-on that dangled from her crotch, still slick with Kelly Ann’s juices. “Could you use that thing on me?”

Jessica smiled. This girl was certainly catching on quickly.

Moments later Kelly Ann was watching Katrina’s blond head bob up and down between Marie’s legs as Jessica fucked her from behind. Of course this wonderful sight got her juices flowing again, and she began to finger herself. She came at almost the same time Marie and Katrina did.

After that, finally, it was Jessica’s turn. She wanted Kelly Ann and Katrina to go down on her together, so she could look down and see both cheerleaders’ pretty heads between her legs. And Jessica always got what she wanted.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 4

The next day was Friday, game day. Halfway through the first quarter Kelly Ann looked up and was surprised to see Jessica sitting in the stands, staring right at her, looking very elegant in a black dress and big sunglasses. A wave of conflicting emotions washed over her. One was excitement, at having this fascinating, powerful, and sexy woman watching her do her thing on the football field. Another was anxiety, because her parents were somewhere in that same audience, and those were two worlds that she did not want to come in contact with each other. And of course there was arousal, knowing that at that moment Jessica was most likely undressing her with her eyes, that indeed she was intimately familiar with all of Kelly Ann’s most private places. She felt that familiar trickle between her legs as she began a cheer, and wondered if Olivia had noticed Jessica as well.

For her part, Jessica was deriving no end of delight from watching the cheerleaders go through their routine, knowing that she had already fucked two of them, and that if she played her cards right she could fuck many more. Her satisfaction was more than sexual; she had grown up poor and worked hard for everything she had. A part of her harbored a strong resentment toward these daughters of privilege, and took great pleasure in making them her slaves and whores. It wasn’t that she hated the girls, in fact she thought they were beautiful and delightful; but dominating them, manipulating them, debasing them, thrilled her in a very special way. She intended to see just how far she could take this.

Kelly Ann was talking to her parents after the game when Jessica came walking up, and Kelly’s heart stopped cold. What was she supposed to do? Stammering, she introduced Jessica to her folks. “Mom, Dad, this is Jessica Braden. She made a really nice donation to the squad.”

Jessica dazzled them with a gleaming white smile and shook their hands. “Mr. and Mrs. Collins, it’s a great pleasure to meet you.” Kelly Ann could tell that her parents were immediately charmed by Jessica, as who wouldn’t be, and relaxed a little. Nothing inappropriate or suspicious came up in the conversation, which was brief anyway, because Kelly’s parents had a dinner party to get to.

“You want us to drop you at home?” asked Kelly’s dad.

“I’ll give her a ride,” Jessica volunteered.

“That’s very kind of you,” said Kelly’s mom. “It was so nice to meet you.”

“Likewise,” said Jessica. A minute later, Kelly’s parents had left and they were walking toward Jessica’s car, which was a black, sleek Lexus sedan.

They both sat down but Jessica made no move to start the car. “Show me your pussy,” she ordered.

Kelly Ann swallowed hard. There was no one around, but they were still very close to the school. “Umm….”

“Come on, the windows are tinted. No one will see you.”

Kelly still hesitated; tinted windows or no, she felt very exposed here. This frustrated Jessica. “Do it or you can walk home.”

At that, Jessica scrambled to comply. It wasn’t so much having to walk—it wasn’t very far anyway—but the threat of being banished from Jessica’s presence. She pulled her panties off and spread her legs so Jessica could see her.

Jessica licked her lips lasciviously. “Mmm, lovely.” At last she started the car and pulled onto the street. “Remind me to punish you later for disobeying me. Now put your panties in the glove compartment,” she told Kelly Ann. Kelly obeyed, thankful that there was no identifying mark on them.

“Who was that blonde next to you during the game?” Jessica asked.

“Oh, that’s Katrina. Turn right here.”

“She’s gorgeous.”

“Yeah,” Kelly answered without much enthusiasm. To be honest, she had always been a little jealous of the attention Katrina got from boys.

“Bring her to my house on Sunday,” said Jessica.

This took Kelly Ann by surprise. “What? How?”

“It doesn’t matter. Tell her there’s a party. I’ll take care of the rest.”

“I don’t know….”

“I already owe you one punishment,” said Jessica sternly. “Do you want another?”

“No,” Kelly answered petulantly, surprised at how the threat of punishment was making her wet between the legs. “Left here.”

“Good. 4:00, don’t be late.”

“I’ll do my best,” said Kelly.

“See that you do.” Just then they pulled up in front of Kelly Ann’s house, and she felt suddenly bereft at the idea of walking into an empty house. “You want to come in?” she asked Jessica.

“No, I also have a party to get to.” She also knew better than to arouse suspicion from nosy suburban neighbors. “But you play with yourself tonight while thinking of me.” She slid a hand between Kelly’s legs to feel her bare, sticky thighs. “I see you’re about ready. Now get out of here, you’re going to make me late.”

* * *

Once inside Kelly Ann went up to her room, lay down on the bed with her legs wide apart, and fingered herself to a powerful orgasm. But afterward she was unsatisfied; she wanted something, anything, inside her. She went down to the kitchen and found a banana, a cucumber, and a carrot.

Kelly spent the next two hours masturbating and penetrating herself with fruits and vegetables. Every orgasm, far from satisfying her passion, seemed to jump it up to another level. Anytime it started to flag, she pictured Jessica watching her, and the heat in her loins flared up all over again. Finally she just lay there in a sweaty, exhausted heap. She almost fell fast asleep, but suddenly thought of her mother walking in and finding her on the bed next to a pussy-soaked cucumber, banana, and carrot. She carefully disposed of the soiled food items in the outside trash can and took a long shower, then ate leftover Chinese food while watching a movie on TV. She fell asleep for real on the living room sofa, worn out from one of the most eventful weeks of her young life.

* * *

Saturday Kelly Ann went shopping with her mother as she had promised. Walking through the food court, she did a double-take as she saw a familiar figure: Janice, walking with another woman that Kelly didn’t recognize. Kelly’s palms started to sweat, and she had an impulse to grab her mom and move quickly in the opposite direction. But that would be suspicious, and anyway, what did she think was going to happen? Was Janice going to walk up to them and congratulate Kelly’s mom on her daughter being such a good pussy-licker? Things like that just didn’t happen in the mall.

Kelly kept her cool, and as they passed Janice gave her a knowing look that penetrated to her very soul, and kept right on walking.

When they got home Kelly Ann remembered that she had to call Katrina, and spent a few minutes screwing up her courage before finally dialing the phone. As suggested, she told Katrina that a benefactor of the cheerleading squad was throwing a party. Katrina, a fun-loving and trusting girl, readily agreed to attend and volunteered to drive since she, unlike Kelly Ann, had her own car.

“The party’s at 4, and, please, don’t be late,” said Kelly. She knew that Katrina, though basically a sweet girl, could be self-centered and a little flaky.

“Why would I be late?”

“No reason. Please, just be on time, OK?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll be there. Geez.”

“Sorry. Thanks. See you then.”

That night Kelly was supposed to be going to the movies with Jeff, though she wasn’t really in the mood. Several times she almost called him and cancelled, but she couldn’t think of a reason to do so. At 7:30 he picked her up and they drove to the multiplex, where Kelly Ann sat restlessly through what seemed like the most boring movie ever. Jeff kept trying to feel her up with his clumsy teenage hands, but she was not very cooperative.

Afterward in the car, Jeff complained. “Well you’re not very fun tonight.”

“I’m not in the mood. Sorry.”

“Well can you at least do something for me?” He pointed to his crotch, where a less-than-impressive erection was tenting his jeans and a small spot of wetness showed through.

“Not tonight, Jeff. I’m really just tired. Can you take me home, please?”

“Fine,” he answered testily. Gunning the engine, he drove to Kelly’s house in irritable silence, slamming on the brakes at every red light, then stomping on the gas when it turned green again. About two blocks from Kelly’s house, he pulled into the darkened parking lot of a church and turned the car off. When Kelly turned to him, he had his cock out. “Come on, babe,” he pleaded. “Help me out here.”

For a moment she felt sympathy for him. His small penis was as hard as she’d ever seen it, and if it weren’t for the pledge, she might have gone ahead and let him fuck her, even though he was acting like a jerk. Instead she reached down with her hand and gave it a few short strokes; that was all it took, and he shot his load all over her hand, then slumped back in his seat with his eyes closed.

At that, all Kelly’s annoyance returned, and she wiped her hand as best she could on the seat before opening the door and stepping out. “I’ll walk home,” she said curtly.

“Come, on babe, don’t be like that,” Jeff said weakly, but it was too late. After a few seconds, he shrugged his shoulders and drove away.

* * *

Back at home Kelly washed her hands, twice. She felt restless; the night was still young, but what to do? Her parents were at another party and wouldn’t be home until late. She thought of walking to Jessica’s, but was hesitant to show up uninvited, and a little scared of what she might find happening there on a wild Saturday night. Then she thought of Olivia and decided to call her.

“Hey, what are you up to?” Kelly asked.

“Nothing, actually,” answered Olivia peevishly. “I was supposed to go to a party at Amber’s, but her parents found out about it and it got cancelled.”

“Want to come over and watch a movie? My folks are out.”

Olivia thought for a second. “Sure, sounds like fun.”

In about 20 minutes Olivia was there, and she was scarcely in the door before she had produced a joint from her purse. “I was saving this for the party.”

“Gee, I don’t know…” said Kelly. Her parents were cool in most respects, but pretty strict about drugs.

“Oh, come on, don’t be uptight.” Olivia thought, but didn’t say: Come on, we were in a five-girl orgy yesterday. What’s a little joint?

“Well, OK. We’d better go in the back yard.”

After a few hits the girls were feeling loose and silly. Olivia clowned around in the kitchen imitating one of their teachers while Kelly Ann made popcorn, then they sat down in the living room to watch Knocked Up. About 15 minutes into it Kelly Ann felt Olivia’s hand unbuttoning the top button of her jeans. It felt good, and she sat up a little to give Olivia a better angle. Olivia undid the other buttons and slid her hand down into Kelly Ann’s panties; Kelly bit her lip and let out a soft moan. By the time Olivia’s hand had crawled through Kelly’s pubic hair and between her legs, she was quite moist down there.

They continued watching the movie as Olivia played with Kelly Ann’s pussy, fingering her gently and teasing her clit. Kelly was a little nervous; though she was sure her parents wouldn’t be home for awhile, still this seemed like a very risky thing to be doing in her own house. It felt so great, though, that after a minute she stopped worrying and let the feeling grow within her. Finally Kelly shuddered and came on Olivia’s hand, then leaned over and planted a big, grateful kiss on her classmate’s mouth. They lingered on the kiss for awhile, their tongues probing and intertwining, then Kelly reached up under Olivia’s T-shirt to feel her breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and Kelly found her nipples stiff and needy.

Kelly Ann leaned down to suck Olivia’s tits, and she could smell the sharp scent of arousal coming from below. Switching sides so she could use her dominant right hand, she undid Olivia’s pants and fingered her in return; access was easy, because she wasn’t wearing any underwear, either. Olivia ate a big handful of popcorn, savoring the combined flavors of butter and pussy on her fingers. Dirty as this was, it felt innocent and playful somehow, and Olivia was laughing as she came. Afterward they fixed up their clothes and watched the rest of the movie, chatting and giggling like any two girlfriends.