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Erotic fiction and short sex stories




Prom Ch. 10: Touch and Go Pt. 02

Authors Note: "The Rachel Chronicles" is a multi-part series of stories involving the titular character (a young woman named Rachel) and her various sexual adventures. The stories are themed mainly around oral sex, with the occasional tale involving other forms of sexual activity. Each chapter is somewhat lengthy and detailed and it is my hope that such detail will provide a richer experience for you readers as you truly get an intensive look inside Rachel's head.

Further, the stories are written in an intended order and it is highly recommended that you read them as such. Obviously, you are free to proceed as you please and I'm grateful that you would read any of them at all. But you will get a much fuller and more rewarding picture if you follow the stories in their natural order.

One final note before I frustrate you to the point of wishing you'd never clicked here. These tales are my first attempt at story writing of any kind. I welcome and appreciate any and all feedback but understand that I am very sensitive, and if you're too harsh, I will delete everything from this site and never try to be creative again.

I'm kidding.

Enjoy!

*All characters in this story are 18 years or older*

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CHAPTER 10

Time stood still for a moment and all three people in the room could feel the electric current passing through each of their touching bodies. The girls trembled, their eye dancing and stomachs coursing with excitement. Joe, too, was beside himself with anticipation. He'd just laid it out for them and they were on the precipice of crossing into the final step of their slow-building experiment.

Before either Rachel or Rebecca could respond to his words, Joe quickly undid the button on his jeans and raised his hips off the futon. His movement caused the girls to jump and they quickly stumbled to their feet to stand in front of him. He slid his zipper down with haste. He usually liked to let a girl do it, but he was beyond wasting any more time. His only new fear was that he would lose control too quickly. He had rarely been warmed up so extensively.

He sucked in a focused breath and slipped both his jeans and underwear down past his knees. Sitting back down back down, he looked up at the girls with excitement. Both sets of their eyes widened as their gaze fell expectedly to the same spot. His dick was rock hard and pointing almost straight up at the ceiling. It had swayed and pulsed gently upon being sprung from his pants before coming to a still straining rest. It was pretty long and of average thickness. He was neatly trimmed and his balls hung heavily, resting on the futon. Joe smiled at their reactions.

The girls were buzzing hard and breathing quickly. They looked at the naked boy in front of them and then back at each other. Their eyes communicated as they thought about what would happen next. Were they really going to do this? Were they going to give this guy a blowjob? Together?

Rachel inhaled loudly as she felt a strong wave rip through her body. The thought of sucking this guy's dick while she was half-naked, next to her best friend was making her pulse between her legs. The idea of anyone watching her perform excited her enough. But that it was Rebecca? And that they were naked? And that they'd be doing it together?

She closed her eyes to regain control as another wave hit her. She was picturing herself forcefully sucking on Joe's dick while Rebecca watched from less than a foot away. She wondered if it would turn Rebecca on as well. Would they take turns? Would they do it together? Would one be sucking and the other-...?

She was completely on fire and she felt the butterflies crash through her stomach walls letting her know that she might just get off doing it. It had happened before. Several times. Most recently that night with Jim in the parking lot. She'd been picturing Chris and just the whole sexual craziness of the night and she had exploded. She pulsed again at the thought. She was wrong. That hadn't been the last time she'd came while down on a guy.

A few weeks after her first encounter with Chris, Rachel had found herself at one of the soccer games, primarily to see him again. She'd had enough of their flirting in the halls and unfulfilled nights at parties hoping that he'd show up. Her mind had raced with dirty thoughts as she'd watched him in action on the field. Wound up and no longer willing to play it slow, she'd found him in the school parking lot after the game as everyone was leaving to go home. And she'd made her desires explicitly clear.

Minutes later she was enthusiastically sucking him off in his car in the parking lot. Pretty much everyone had left by then but the possibility of getting caught was still excitingly present. She had been leaned over his seat, bobbing her head for only a few minutes when she'd felt the first warning sign that she might be close herself. She was wearing a skit and slipping a covert hand between her legs had been an automatic reaction.

Feverishly turned on, she'd slid her fingers past her underwear and pushed firmly inside. The sensation rocked her and her oral work went into overdrive, much to Chris's benefit. The increased enthusiasm of her mouth pushed him to the limit quickly and they both began to writhe to the joint pleasure they were feeling.

She hadn't been touching herself for very long when Chris had finally lost control. But his wild reaction had set her off and when he came hard into her mouth, she'd pressed her own fingers in deep and lost herself as well. It had been so hot for her and she'd thought about it for days after. She'd decided that one day she would marry Chris. He was just too good looking. She just needed to, like, start dating him or something first...

The silliness of her thoughts made her smile, but as she stood in the dorm room, Rachel felt the wheels turning and she was sure what she was about to do would be enough to get her there again. And the thought of doing it with Rebecca-. She saw the fire in her friend's eyes as well and she suddenly felt a little guilty.

Rachel knew this hot, drunken threesome would be enough to get herself off. But she remembered how Rebecca had gone on and on earlier that day about how she'd needed some release. Rachel had been sure that her friend would get it tonight. If the dorm meetup had been a bust, some other guy at the party they were supposed to go to would surely be more than happy to take care of her. Rebecca was most likely going to fuck someone. And if not, she'd at least make sure whomever she ended up with returned the favor. The only way she might get shut out was if-.

Rachel shook her head. This was it. There was one penis here and they were both going to have to share it. Maybe the guy would be up for something further with Rebecca after they were all done, but that was a long shot. More than likely, they'd get this guy off in a way he'd never experienced and that would be the end of his evening. And Rachel would get hers along the way. But Rebecca? Poor Becca.

Rachel left her guilty thoughts and came back to the present. She realized that she was rubbing her thumb and forefinger again so she stopped and grabbed ahold of Rebecca's hand. She gulped and whispered into her friend's ear.

"Well, um, shall we?"

Rebecca turned to her and gave her a fiery smile. She was completely wound up and definitely ready to go. She bit her lip and nodded. The pair turned back towards their lucky friend and sank to their knees slowly with familiarity. They released their hands from each other and scooted up to get in close.

Each girl grabbed a leg of Joe's jeans and together they slid them and his boxer-briefs to the floor as he popped his feet free. He was now slumped into the futon, completely naked save a thin silver chain around his neck. His whole body was pulsing with anticipation and his eyes were wider than seemed possible. He gently reached out and cupped each girl by the back of the head. He nodded with a smile.

Neither girl was a novice in this position but they both hesitated as they assessed the foreign situation. Who would go in first? Would they both go together? Should they both, like, lick him on either side? Should one go down to his-? They nervously giggled as they thought the same thoughts.

It was quite the vision for Joe. Two beautiful, topless girls kneeling in front of him and quivering with anticipation as they crowded in between his widely spread legs. He had no idea what was going to happen next but it was surely going to be mind-blowing. He just knew it.

Rachel, acting on instinct, moved first. She leaned up off her heels and brought her lips down squarely over the tip of his dick. She let his head pass through and she opened wider as took him deep into her mouth. She slid her lips back up his shaft and took a deep breath. With familiarity, she relaxed her throat and sucked him in deeply once more. She took in most of his dick and her nose gently brushed the base of his shaft. She ran her tongue generously all over the underside as she clamped her lips and sucked him forcefully back out. She repeated the movement again. And again. She grinned to herself as she began steadily sucking his dick.

Rebecca simply watched with trembling excitement as Rachel dove right in and did what she did best. Watching her perform sexually was hypnotic and Rebecca couldn't keep her eyes away. She marveled at Rachel's ease and relaxed expression and she skillfully worked Joes' dick up and down. She felt herself tingle as her eyes fell to Rachel's side and she watched her heavy breasts jiggle gently with her movements. Those boobs! Rebecca felt the jealousy again. But also a hint of desire. She licked her lips. God, she could just-.

Feeling like she wasn't in control of her movements, she watched her own trembling hand reach out and gently touch her friend's soft smooth skin. Her lips parted reflexively as her fingers probed further, reaching the front and underside of Rachel's left breast. She swallowed hard and gave it a timid squeeze. Oh...

Rachel's eyes shot open as she felt the touch. It didn't feel like a familiar touch. It was gentler. More subtle. As she slid her mouth back up Joe's cock, she darted her eyes to his sides. His hands were resting on the cushion. Who-? A jolt ripped through her again. Rebecca!

Rachel pulled up off of Joe's shaft as she whipped her head to meet Rebecca's eyes. Her mouth hung open, both from what she'd just been doing and from the exciting and arousing shock coursing her senses. Was Rebecca touching her? She was!

Her head swam as she again became aware of how drunk she was. Why was Rebecca-? It felt so good though. She led out an audible half-gasp, half-moan as she felt her friend's fingers pull away and graze over her nipple. She forgot completely about the penis in front of her face and her full attention was on Rebecca.

Rebecca smiled nervously but she held her ground. She couldn't believe what she had just done! She was so turned on and now it didn't seem to matter who or what was in front of her. Nervousness continued to spot her face as she took in Rachel's shocked expression. Rachel's mouth was hanging wide open, her lips glistening with moisture. Had she freaked her out? She licked her lips and started to speak.

But Rachel stopped her with a simple, lustful nod. Her eyes did the talking. She had been turned on by it, and while she looked confused, she wasn't upset. If anything, she wanted it again. Rebecca smiled warmly and the two girls simply looked at each other for a few seconds.

But in an instant, Rebecca suddenly snapped out of her daze and remembered why they were down there. She looked up at Joe and registered his confused, longing look. Rachel had left him the lurch. And she'd been the reason. She swallowed. Poor boy.

Raising up off her own heels and gently pushing past her friend, Rebecca moved in to take her turn. She'd just watched with admiration what so many guys gossiped about as Rachel had demonstrated her technique, but she was no slouch either. She'd rocked her share of worlds. And this desperately wound up college boy in front of her was about to get a different flavor of heaven.

Rebecca leaned in and took Joe completely into her mouth. Her breasts pushed into his thigh as she leaned over him from the side. She sucked him in gently and let him fall from her incredible, full lips. Her lips drove boys crazy. Not only did they look like they were made to do what she was doing now, but she knew how to put them to work with skill.

She took him deeply into her mouth again and looked up to catch his gaze. With a wink, she slowly dragged her lips across his shaft as his penis slid gently from her mouth. Her technique was slower and little less forceful than Rachel's but it was insanely pleasurable in its own way. Joe found himself subtly missing the great suction and intensity of the mouth that had just left him, but he quickly got used to the easy pace of the gorgeous brunette who was now tenderly blowing him.

Rachel had still been reeling as she'd watched Rebecca move past her and go to work. She was tingling from her friend's surprising touch and found herself wanting it again. She also watched Rebecca's own body move to the rhythm of the blowjob she was delivering. Her soft breasts were pushed up into Joe's leg and the sultry curves of her hips and ass were hypnotic. Should she touch her too? Rachel swallowed. She kind of wanted to. She closed her eyes in pleasure as she thought again of how she would definitely cum if things went right. She caught herself glancing at Rebecca's thighs and her thong. She shivered as she wondered what Rebecca was feeling down there. Was she close? Poor thing. Would she be able to-?

Snapping herself away from the thoughts, Rachel turned back to the scene in front of her. Rebecca was smoothly and gently sucking Joe in and out at a nice, even pace. She watched her friend's technique with critical eyes, as if she were a judge at the Olympics. She noticed Rebecca didn't pull her cheeks in all the way. She wasn't sucking with force. She was instead using her pillow-like lips to accentuate a generous, melting blowjob. It was different from what Rachel did. She glanced up at Joe and grinned. Well, he seemed to be enjoying it. She grinned further. Let's see if we can't turn up the heat, she thought devilishly.

Joe had been enjoying it immensely. Both the girls definitely knew their way around a dick and while their styles were different, they were both mind-blowing. If he had a gun to his head, he'd Rachel back on him, but he surely wasn't complaining. Rebecca was smoothly bobbing her head with gentle, but firm pressure. She ran her tongue all over him as she took him in and out and she could definitely take him deep. And those lips!

Rachel's lips were full and sexy as well, but Rebecca's were simply made for this. They were wet with saliva as they smoothly dragged all over his shaft. He almost couldn't watch; it was too intense. Despite that, he was pretty proud of himself for staying in control and allowing his pleasure to build slowly. When he got off, it was going to be epic. He had no idea what the girls would do when the moment came but somehow he knew he was in good hands (or mouths).

He closed his eyes at the thought and exhaled deeply. He began to run his fingers through Rebecca's dark hair as she worked him soothingly between her lips. It was feeling better and better and he'd just begun to get into a nice enjoyable rhythm when his eyes suddenly shot back open. His legs tensed and stared down with a look of shock and almost pained pleasure.

Rachel, no longer lying dormant, had decided to get back in on the fun. Not wanting to interrupt Rebecca's steady work, she'd looked elsewhere to find a target. And found one, she had.

Joe shot forward, almost pulling away from Rebecca as he felt Rachel's lips go to the base of his shaft and suck in hard. He saw stars as she dragged her lips down across his balls and began to lick all over them generously. He had to look away as she generously lapped and sucked all over his sac with a hungry smile. He sucked in deeply and dug his fingers into the couch as he felt her suck one of his balls into her mouth and begin to swirl it around with her tongue. She mercifully released him before sucking the other one in and repeating the process. He was gasping and he began to mutter to himself. Focus. Focus, motherfucker! Relax!

Joe had never received a double-blowjob before, and when the two girls had begun, they had really just been taking turns. It had been hot, but it wasn't much different from getting some regular head. But now, he was truly feeling the power of the joint-effort.

The contrast of Rebecca's slow, deliberate sucking on his dick and Rachel's enthusiastically forceful (but still in control) work down on his balls was mind-bending. He was feeling two entirely different but incredible sensations at once. He was getting the best of both worlds and he was sure that his clock was ticking now. He was sadly coming to realization that this incredible experience was maybe less than a minute away from dropping the curtain. He wanted it to last all night.

He cursed himself and shook his head. Even if he were able to hook up with them again in the future, it would never be the same. A perfect storm had conspired to get them both to himself. He almost laughed out loud. Randy! His poor roommate. Where was he anyway?

If he hadn't left so strangely, Joe never would've gotten to this level of ecstasy. However, he'd still have likely gotten with Rachel and she'd currently be bobbing generously over him doing basically the same thing. And Randy would likely be getting a taste of the other set of soft, soothing lips that he was now feeling on his shaft. Plus Rebecca seemed so wound up. Hell, maybe she would have even fucked him. He shook his head in disbelief. Poor bastard. That errand better have been worth it.

His thoughts were interrupted as he groaned in pleasure. He was getting closer. Definitely less than a minute away. He began mentally preparing for his release when suddenly, something stopped. The pleasurable sensations were still coming, but no longer from everywhere. He opened his eyes and looked down.

Rebecca had stopped blowing him and was simply watching her friend work his balls with fascination. The sudden break gave Joe a reprieve and he happily realized that it might stretch things out further. Rebecca had his shaft in her hand and was gently stroking him but she wasn't paying attention at all. She was staring at Rachel, who was lost in in her work.

Rebecca had felt Rachel's body come closer as she scooted in to re-join the party. She kept dutifully sucking away knowing that Rachel was settled in fine and simply looking for someplace else to put her mouth. The girls had worked together for a few minutes but after a while, Rebecca realized she was paying less attention to the penis in her mouth than she was to watching her friend work Joe's balls with eager generosity. She lost track of her own job and soon slipped his dick out from her lips to focus fully on Rachel.

Her friend was working with such enthusiasm and it was amazing to watch. She seemed out of control but she wasn't. There were no wasted movements. She went from area to area with a purpose. It was like every move she made was the correct one, and in the correct order. Like she was playing chess. Or cracking a safe.

Rebecca had felt Joe's leg's shake and had heard his now unintelligible string of mumbled curse words. And she knew it was mainly Rachel that was doing it to him. Rebecca's own blowjob had been incredibly pleasurable and Joe had certainly been reacting with pure appreciation. But Rachel was just on another level.
Rebecca smirked as she finally fully understood why Rachel did what she did. Why she was always disappearing with some random guy into a bathroom or in a corner of the locker room or in his car. It was almost always some guy that didn't nearly deserve her beauty or her skill. But Rebecca got it now. It didn't matter really matter who it was. Rachel loved this. She seemed to live for it.

And she was fucking good at it. There might be consequences and unintended fallout and Rachel had built the type of reputation that many girls would never have wanted. She'd also had a few bad relationships and probably hurt a bunch of people along the way (including herself). But in the moment, when she was aroused and ready, none of that mattered. Rachel did what she did because it made her feel good. And right now, she looked pretty damn happy.

Rebecca was drunk and horny and buzzing all over but she leaned away to let her friend work. Rachel sensed that space had opened up, and without stopping to find out why, she slid up and returned to working Joe's dick again. Rebecca watched his eyes close with a satisfied smile as he moved a hand to rest gently on her head. Rachel was fully in autopilot and was sucking him in and out with dialed in precision. She was whimpering involuntarily and her body shook and quivered with excitement.

Rebecca glanced down and raised her eyebrows as she saw Rachel had slipped her hand ever so slightly under the front band of her underwear. She didn't appear to be touching herself fully but she was keeping it close. Rebecca remembered her thoughts about how Rachel could get off so easily while giving head. She wondered if this was going to be one of those moments.

She bit her lip as sparks shot all through her body. Watching Rachel with admiration was strangely turning her on further. And now that she was no longer involved in the threesome, she suddenly felt a vacuum. She felt like she needed to be doing something. Giving pleasure to someone. Anyone.

Rachel was kneeling tall as she leaned over Joe's lap and bobbed away. Her knees were spread slightly and bowed out and her feet were pointed back towards one another, almost touching. Rebecca swallowed hard and felt her head spin with a wave of aroused dizziness. She was breathing heavily and her heart was out of her chest. She flicked her eyes first to her friend's mouth working so expertly and then to Joe's face. She saw the muscles in his neck tightening. He was muttering faster now and breathing quickly. He was close.

Rebecca once again lost control of her body and watched her own trembling fingers extend towards her friend. With less hesitation this time, she reached out and cupped Rachel's breast in her hand. Rachel moaned at the sensation, but barely broke her stride. Rebecca shook with nervous excitement as she began to gently squeeze her friend's soft, full chest. The feeling was electric and she wondered which one of them it was turning on more.

As she continued to caress her friend, a dangerous thought passed through her brain. It was the kind of thought that had she stayed with it too long, she would certainly have lost her nerve. But she was so frighteningly turned on that she simply acted on instinct. With a gulp and a whimper of her own, Rebecca looked back down at Rachel's body and her eyes dropped to her ass.

What she was about to do seemed so wrong and out of bounds. She was crossing a serious line and a voice inside her was screaming to stop. But she couldn't. With her unoccupied hand, she reached out and gently touched the curve of Rachel's ass. A dull ringing in her ears formed and she slowly slid her fingers down Rachel's left cheek and towards the back of her leg. Her athletic thigh was smooth and tight. Rebecca swallowed and quickly flicked her eyes back upward. Rachel was still bobbing away steadily and didn't seem to notice her second touch. Joe was inching even closer to release as his arms flexed and his fingers dug into the futon.

Rebecca looked back at what she was doing and swallowed again. She couldn't believe the thought she was thinking. She had never felt any sort of desire like this towards Rachel or any girl before. It wasn't even an attraction. It was more that she just wanted their arousal to explode together. She was so turned on by the moment and all she could think about was making someone else feel as excited and good as she did right then. Her thoughts went back to Rachel and her ability to get off. She had told Rebecca that in these moments sometimes she needed just the slightest touch. Rebecca held in her breath and reached her hand in lower. The slightest touch.

Feeling like she might lose control herself, Rebecca slid her fingers around the side of Rachel's hamstring and right up to the cloth of her thong. Fear coursed through her senses but she steadied herself and moved forward. With a rush of excitement, she slipped two fingers past and gently underneath the fabric. Her whole body tingled as the tips of her fingers touched the wet, soft flesh between her friend's legs.

Rachel's torso shook and heaved as her eyes went wide. Who was-? She'd been so lost in the passion of what she was doing. She had begun to taste Joe a minute earlier and was deliriously enjoying his noises and was beginning to feel him tense up. She was so close herself and she'd just been ready to slide her waiting hand lower between her legs when a lightning bolt had struck her. She was already being touched. Ever so gently. It was pure electricity and it reminded her of the gentle touch she was feeling on her breast. It reminded her of-.

Rebecc-

She couldn't even breathe the word as she felt Joe's hips buck and heard his pained sigh. He was raspy and his warning came out practically as a shout. His orgasm was building. He had seconds left.

The moment Rebecca heard Joe's cry, she tensed up in a combination of fear and excitement. She looked back towards her lower arm, her hand hidden under Rachel's body. Not even pausing to process the thought, she closed her eyes and pushed her two fingers deep into Rachel's pussy. The wet warmth sent a wave through her own body and she gasped as she realized exactly what she was doing.

Rebecca may have gasped, but Rachel let out a cry of pleasure as she sucked in her breath. Her mouth shot open wide and she pulled up hard off of the penis she had been clamped down on. She barely got her head around to face her friend when she felt Rebecca's fingers curl firmly inside her. Her eyes shut and she moved on instinct to get closer to the source of her pleasure. She rocked back onto her heels, forcing Rebecca's touch deeper inside. The sensation rocked her and she lost her balance causing Rebecca's fingers to slide roughly back through her and almost all the way out. It was all that she'd needed. Her orgasm hit immediately and a full-force wave crashed over her. She screamed and let the hot pleasure slice through her senses.

But she wasn't the only one.

Just as Rachel's tight lips spread and pulled off him, Joe lost control. His dick was now free, and pointing straight up as it throbbed. It twitched violently as he came. He unloaded a powerful shot directly into the air as he groaned in ecstasy.

The sudden movement down on Rebecca's hand had caused her fingers to forcefully slide back out of Rachel's pussy. In complete shock at what she had done and at her friend's ferocious, pleasurable reaction, Rebecca withdrew her hand quickly and stared at Rachel in terror. Had she done something wrong? What had she done? She was panicked and her head felt hot and light.

But she had no time to think about it as she heard Joe's groan and watched as came hard into the air. Frozen by the scene for just a split-second, but then acting out of strange instinct, Rebecca lurched forward at Joe's surging dick. She grabbed him by the base and leaned over, her mouth wide. It was a pure reaction, like she was watching someone spilling a pitcher of water and she put her hands out to somehow catch the waterfall. It didn't make sense but it was what she did.

Joe shot off again as she moved over him, catching her on the top of the forehead. With surprising speed, Rebecca got her mouth over him and clamped down, drawing him in deeply. This new, unexpected sensation sent a shot of adrenaline to his orgasm and his whole body bucked into Rebecca's face. Her thick lips held him in tight and she shut her eyes as she felt him cum hard into her mouth. She continued to suck him in as he came repeatedly. He was on the downswing but it was still surprisingly forceful. Rebecca swallowed hard and tried to remain in control as she involuntarily brushed her hanging hair from in front of her face.

Finally, Joe's eruption began to subside and Rebecca felt his final, subdued twitches inside her mouth. She brought her lips to the base of his shaft and sucked him up slowly and firmly as she moved to make sure he had nothing further to give. She finally let him drop from her lips as his dick glistened with saliva. She tossed her head back and concentrated as she swallowed down multiple times. When she was satisfied, she brought a finger to her lips and wiped the wetness away. She was still pulsing when her body lurched at the realization that it was the same finger that she'd just put between her friend's legs.

Rebecca rose off her knees and rolled onto the futon, landing next to Joe. They both looked strangely similar. Shirtless, panting, a bit of sweat glistening from their foreheads and chests. Their arms were at their sides and they were slumped into the couch, legs bowed. The only difference was that one of them was collapsed in exhaustion while the other was still red-lining with arousal.

Every inch of Rebecca was still on fire. She felt like she could've cum herself. She was close. Her head swam with images rapidly flashing through everything she'd just seen. God, if she touched herself right her now...

Finally, Joe smiled as strongly as he could muster. He spoke, breaking Rebecca's thoughts.

"That was-. Fuck. That was-."

He was hyperventilating. He suddenly squinted his eyes at Rebecca as he finally focused on whom he was seeing. He looked surprised, like he didn't expect it to be her. He stammered in a raspy confused tone.

"Wait, where did you come from-?"

Joe's eyes widened as he realized the order of the events. He had just assumed it was Rachel's mouth that had guided him in for his landing. His eyes shot down to Rachel and then back to Rebecca as he smiled again deeply. It had been fucking amazing.

Rebecca smiled back and had started to say something when she saw Joe's eyes again narrow in confusion. He looked like he had seen something out of place but had passed over it without thinking. He whipped his head back down to Rachel and his eyes grew wide. Rebecca was more focused on her own pangs of aroused frustration, but his panicked expression forced her eyes down to where he was looking. She swallowed hard and her eyes widened, too.

Rachel.

Rachel was sitting back on her ankles, her entire body flushed with color. She was breathing deeply but evenly and her bare chest was quivering gently. Sweat glistened on her forehead and she was looking at Rebecca with a crazed smile on her face.

"Becca, what did you-? Oh my God. Oh my GOD! Did you-? What did you do??"

Rebecca's heart pounded again with fear. She felt her arousal begin to do battle with a fast-forming sensation of regret. She swallowed.

"Rach, I, um, I-. I don't know what I was-. I'm so, SO sorr-"

"No!" Rachel cut her off, almost shouting. Her voice lowered into a soft, relaxed tone. "No. Don't be sorry. I just can't believe that you-."

Rachel felt like she had just been in a dream. She remembered going to town on Joe's dick and sensing that he was close. She had felt Rebecca pull away and had been lost in her own enjoyment of the moment. She'd been excited to make him cum and she'd felt painfully close herself. She remembered Rebecca's touch on her breasts and the sensation had definitely pushed her arousal to a dangerous place. She'd been about to touch herself when-.

Her eyes widened at the memory. She had felt someone already touching her there! Rebecca. Rebecca was touching her! It had felt so incredible and unexpected. She had been so focused on Joe and had just started to feel him begin to twitch. And then the touch had gone deeper. Rebecca had pushed inside her.

Rachel came harder and faster than she likely ever had before. It was such a different experience. She had lost complete control and had even pulled away from the prize she'd been working so hard on. She remembered the feeling intensifying as she fell back to her ankles. She had let out a scream of pleasure, one that had likely been heard a few rooms away.

Everything after that was a blur. She had practically collapsed onto the floor as wave after wave hit her. She remembered looking up and seeing Rebecca leaned over Joe, sucking him in as he groaned and came hard. Rachel stifled a grin a she saw some of Joe's handiwork stuck onto the crown of friend's forehead, partially in her hair. Had Rebecca even noticed?

She glanced over at Joe and recognized the same expression of exhausted ecstasy that she was feeling. It made her shiver with warm delight. But Rebecca's face was still flushed and twitchy and her naked body appeared to be rocking with nervous energy. Of course. She hadn't-.

Rebecca recoiled a bit as she saw Rachel's face fall into a look she'd never seen. Her mouth was shut and she seemed relaxed. Except for her eyes. Her eyes were on fire. Rebecca had never seen them like that. And she sucked in her breath as she realized she was the target of the stare.

Rachel was dead silent and was staring at her with an expression so complex that Rebecca had no idea if she was going to laugh, yell, or cry. It was almost frightening and Rebecca felt a pit form in her stomach as she thought of what she had done.

God, what had she been thinking?? Was Rachel furious? Was she scared? Was she weirded out? She'd seemed fine a second ago but now she looked so serious. Maybe it had just sunk in what had happened. Rebecca fidgeted as she prayed that Rachel would speak and break the silence. And finally, she did.

"You didn't." Rachel spoke softly but seriously. She rose up and edged towards the futon.

Rebecca was completely confused. She didn't what? What was Rachel talking about?

"Rach, what? I didn't-?"

Rachel scooted up closer and remained kneeling at her bowed-out legs.

"I did," she replied. "He did." She indicated to Joe but didn't break her gaze. "But you didn't. That's not fair."

Rebecca stared down at her strange, topless friend with even further confusion. "Rachel, what are you talking about? You did what? He did-? I-?" She forced out a nervous laugh. "How drunk are you?"

Rachel didn't smile, but she rose up and arched her back keeping her stare locked on Rebecca's face.

"Look at your forehead," she said firmly. "Look at me. You did these things for us. But what about you?"

Rebecca was still entirely lost. "My forehe-?" She brought her hand to her hairline and rolled her eyes as she felt something squishy. She had forgotten. God-. She glanced at Joe who recognized what she was doing and shot her an apologetic look. He leaned over and grabbed a hand towel that was sitting on the table next to him. He handed it to her with a sheepish grin.

"Yeah, I'm um-. Sorry about that."

Rebecca rolled her eyes again and shot him a friendly look. "It's fine. Really. Not the first time that-." She stopped and wiped her hair and returned her gaze to Rachel, who still hadn't budged an inch. She became keenly aware of how close their bodies were. Their naked bodies. Rebecca tingled again, her arousal still coursing.

"Rachel, speak English, girl. What didn't I do?"

"That."

Rachel gently pointed to the towel in Rebecca's hand. Rebecca's eyes widened as she finally realized what her friend was saying. She swallowed hard as Rachel repeated herself.

"We both did, but you didn't. That's not fair."

Rachel shook her head gently for emphasis, causing her breasts to bounce gently. Joe raised an eyebrow as he picked up on the tension in the air. What were the girls doing?

Rebecca shot Rachel an embarrassed look and tossed the towel aside. "Well, I mean, no-. I guess, I didn't-. What are you-? What does that have to do with any-? Fair?"

Rachel's brain was working in a strange way. She was still drunk and her orgasm had washed warm pleasure all through her. And she was still aroused by the situation. Plus, at the soul of why Rachel did what she did for so many faceless guys were two things:

First, she was a pleaser. She got off on bringing pleasure and knowing that her target thought of her that way. She wanted every guy she brought to orgasm to remember the feeling and think about it the next time they came. It made her feel powerful and happy and confident. It was who she was.

The second thing was fairness. A great number of guys had talked her into giving it up by broaching the subject of fairness. Using any crazy set of facts, they would craft an argument in which they had somehow been wronged and that she could make it right with her mouth. It had worked over and over on her and while she all too aware, she still couldn't resist. It was an Achilles heel. One of them, anyway.

It was with these thoughts that Rachel began to think of something crazy. Something wrong. Something so out of bounds that it was almost frightening to even consider for a second. Her poor friend had had her hand (literally) in bringing both her and Joe some incredible pleasure. She knew Rebecca was aching for it. She knew she was frustrated.

And she knew that on some level, Rebecca was aroused by her. By her body. By her sexuality. By watching her perform. She knew these things on a primal level. And because she knew these things, and because she so totally wanted life to be fair and good, she allowed herself to think this crazy thought. And maybe it wasn't so crazy seeing how Rebecca had been the one to-. Rachel tingled at the memory. She licked her lips and looked up at her friend.

"It's not fair to you," Rachel purred as she brought her hands gently to Rebecca's knees and dragged the back of her nails up to her thighs.

"And I'm going to make it fair. Right now."

***

Still hugging her knees and sobbing gently in her closet, Rachel's sadness was momentarily washed away as she felt electricity surge back through her body. She sucked in a breath as she pulsed strongly between her legs.

It was amazing because the morning she'd already had could've provided enough sexual satisfaction to last a week, yet she was still getting herself worked up. But few memories made her heart pound like the one floating through her brain at that moment. She shut her eyes tight and swallowed hard as the images continued to flood over her.

Rebecca. She had-

***

Rebecca's eyes shot wide and she completely stopped breathing as she heard Rachel's words and felt her touch. The entire experience up until that moment had been crazy and sexy and confusing, but fun. They had just worked together to get a guy off in a wild combination. They were mostly naked and flowing with arousal and energy. Rachel had gotten off, with an unexpected bit of help from her friend, but she was now already warming up once more.

Rebecca (for her part) was still buzzing with desire. She had not gotten the release the other two satisfied people next to her had and she'd likely been the one who'd wanted it the most from the beginning. She had come so close to the cliff but it now seemed so far away.
But that all changed the moment Rachel let a wild implication slip out in her eerily calm and casual tone. The two girls had obviously been dancing dangerously around the line of what was too far all evening long. Rebecca had likely already crossed it when she had brought her fingers to Rachel and touched her so intimately. But that had been such a spur of the moment thing. She had been so wound up and she'd never been in such a situation. Watching Rachel work while they combined on a sexual experience together for the first time had simply overloaded her circuits. She hadn't even been in control when she'd reached out and touched her friend.

But what Rachel was doing (or implying) now was deliberate. It was premeditated. She was staring lustfully into Rebecca's eyes as she had just calmly explained her intentions. It wasn't rushed or forced. And it didn't really seem like Rachel was asking for permission. She saw her friend in need and she was going to take care of that. But what exactly was she planning to do?

Did she want to touch Rebecca the way she had been touched? Or maybe she was she going to-? Rebecca's entire body shook at the thought. No. She wouldn't. Not that. There was no way. Rebecca wouldn't even entertain the-.

She pulsed again and her thoughts were interrupted as she felt Rachel's hands begin to slide up her thighs, towards her hips. Rebecca looked down, frozen in terror and excitement as she watched Rachel's steady face. It was warm, but serious. She felt Rachel's fingers slide further and hook around the waistband of her tan thong.

Rebecca felt the dull ringing start to grow again in her ears. She couldn't speak. She tried weakly to mumble in confused protest, but no sound came out. She felt physically paralyzed and it was all she could do to somehow force her head into a slight shake as she tried to signal for Rachel to stop. But did she want her to stop? She had to, right? Right?

Rachel brushed off her weak gesture and simply returned it with a gentle nod. "Yes, Becca. It's your turn."

She kept her eyes locked on her friend's and began to tug gently on the waistband. She could feel Rebecca's body shaking and heaving up and down with her quickening breath. She smiled as she let her gaze pass over her glistening chest, across her stomach and bright belly-button jewel, before finally settling on the piece of tan fabric in front of her. She began to peel it down further and sucked in her breath as inch by inch of skin began to come into view.

Rebecca was smooth and cleanly shaven, probably this afternoon, Rachel smirked, as she remembered her friend's wild proclamations that she was going to get some tonight. She began to feel her own heartbeat quicken as the fabric crept lower and lower. She'd seen Rebecca naked before but it wasn't like she'd closely inspected her. Especially not...this.

Rachel might have let her eyes glance down briefly a few times without really thinking about it, but she had never really had a desire to study this particular part of her friend's body. She felt a shock as she realized how close her face was. Of all the times she'd knelt in front of someone and slowly peeled their underwear down, this was the most excited she'd ever been.

She almost lost her nerve as she wondered exactly what in the hell she was doing. But she steadied herself and felt her resolve return as she heard Rebecca let out a slight whimper. She remembered her friend's frustration and her need. She remembered why she was doing it.

She peeled the front of Rebecca's thong down just to the very top of her opening and paused. While Rebecca was now obviously more naked, nothing had truly been revealed, save the smoothly shaven area inches below her waist. The fabric was now stretched and it was no longer sliding down easily. Rachel realized that Rebecca was still firmly slouched into the futon, her ass pressing deeply into the cushion below her. Like many boys that had been in this position in front of Rachel's kneeling body, there would need to be some cooperative efforts made by both parties to get the underwear off completely.

Rachel paused with excitement at the thought. Up until that moment, it was clear that Rebecca had been hesitant. Rachel had taken all the initiative and had even brushed away her friend's weak attempts to stop her. But if she wanted this to continue, Rebecca would now have to act. She was going to have to rise up a bit so that Rachel could fully slide her last piece of clothing off her. And that would let her know that she wanted it too.

Rebecca was still in a state of dizzy shock, but she could have been reading her friend's mind. She stared down at the scene in front of her, her chest heaving and quaking with terrified excitement. She saw her beautiful friend gripping the straps of her thong as she held them firmly by her thighs. She was almost fully revealed and the entire moment hung heavily in the balance.

As crazy as things had gone, nothing had been done yet and it could remain that way if Rebecca chose. It wasn't as if Rachel would (or even could) just rip her friend's thong off her body with force. The ball was now in her court. Her brain cramped and she shut her eyes as she struggled with the thought. This was so crazy! It was wrong! She couldn't possibly let-. What was Rachel even going to do?

An involuntarily whimper escaped her lips as she realized she knew. Would she let that happen? She didn't want that! Well, she did. She wanted it badly. But not from Rachel! Right? It was insane!! She was sure Rachel had never-. She knew Rachel knew her way around on her knees for a guy but this was completely different. Her eyes shot open and she gasped audibly as the vision of her friend enthusiastically working her tongue all over Joe just a few minutes earlier flooded her brain. Oh my God-. Rebecca didn't even think. Her butt came off the cushion and she brought a hand to cover her mouth.

Rachel's heart stopped as she watched Rebecca's body rise up a few inches and give her the space she needed. She swallowed hard and felt her face get hot as the reality hit her again. She was going to do this and it was again her move. She tightened her jaw and sucked in a breath as she adjusted her grip on the fabric between her fingers.

Trembling, she brought her friend's underwear towards her and slid it down past where it had just temporarily rested. She felt the material stick slightly before gently pulling free. She whimpered as she slid the thong around her friend's knees and down her lower legs. As Rebecca gently raised her feet to assist, she leaned over and fully removed the underwear from her body.

Like she was moving in slow motion, Rachel turned her head back towards her friend and stared into her eyes with her a shocked expression of her own. Rebecca was looking down at her, her breath fast and her eyes wide and almost glazed. She was quivering with fear and excitement and a clear sense of longing. She was showing that she wanted it. She needed it.

Rachel swallowed hard and finally let her gaze fall back to what she had just revealed in front of her. She gasped. Rebecca's legs were spread wider now and inches from her face was something she'd never thought she'd see in her lifetime. It was so explicit. Rebecca's pussy was glistening with dampness and her hips were rocking ever so slightly.

Rachel flinched at the very word. Boys were always talking about pussy this and pussy that. Calling each other pussies, talking about pussies. Rachel didn't care for the word. She was no prude (obviously) but she just simply found it to be a gross arrangement of letters. She scowled as she thought of the number of guys who had talked dirty to her while they were together or had tried to get her to say it as well. She had said the word many, many times in these situations while trying to get the guy in question hot. But it still just wasn't something she liked to say, or think about.

It was funny because she had no problem with saying penis or dick or even cock, when it came down to it. Guys seemed to love "cock." How many times had she been asked to tell a boy how much she "loved his cock" or "wanted his cock in her mouth"? Rachel almost giggled at the thought. But this seemed different. It was different.

It was also a completely unique view from anything she had seen before. Rachel was obviously familiar with the nuances of her own anatomy, but unlike guys who seemingly loved nothing more than to walk in front of a mirror and shake their dick around or jiggle their balls or whatever ridiculous thing it was that they did, girls (well Rachel at least) didn't spend a lot of time deeply inspecting themselves. Washing and grooming herself down there was about as far as she went in terms of getting up close and personal. So what she was looking at now was a completely foreign experience, on any number of levels.

Rachel finally grabbed ahold of her shock and remembered what she was doing. The arousal came pouring back in as the image in front of her made her intentions all the more real. She glanced up at Rebecca's full naked body, every inch of her buzzing with anticipation. She felt another jolt as she thought of how her friend would buck or moan the second she was touched. She was on fire thinking about the pleasure she'd deliver to her friend who so desperately needed it. She was getting off on the idea of giving a new kind of pleasure, a wild and taboo kind. She'd gone to some wild and dirty places but this was a whole new ballgame.

She suddenly couldn't wait. She felt like she'd felt so many times as she dropped down in front of a guy and sensed their palpable lust and desire. It was such an empowering feeling knowing that she was about to rock their world with her skill. Her skill! Rachel's stomach knotted and she momentarily lost her nerve. What skill? What was she doing here? She realized suddenly that it was not a boy sitting in front of her. Fuck, Rach! Do you have any idea what you're doing? Of course not!

And then, she heard it.

"Jeeeeeeeeeesus Christ..."

The words came out barely above a whisper, but they made Rachel's eyes widen with surprise. A guy's voice! Joe!

Rachel whipped her head around to face the naked boy slumped onto the futon not three feet away. Whoa! She had COMPLETELY forgotten he was even there! An initial sting of shame shot like needles through her face as she realized there was a witness to this crazy act that she had begun. She was confused enough as it was and having somebody else know? She wasn't sure if that was okay.

But her feelings switched immediately and her arousal again crested as she studied Joe's face. And his body. He was staring at the scene in front of him like a child seeing presents under the Christmas tree for the first time. His breath was sucked in and his body was shaking gently. Rachel glanced down over him and felt another tingle. He was also completely hard again.

Her earlier feelings of fear and inadequacy over realizing she had no idea how to proceed with Rebecca suddenly washed away like a receding tide. She knew what to do. She recalled what she had just been doing with Joe minutes earlier while Rebecca had been up working up on his dick. It was what she had done for more boys than she would probably admit. She'd even gone further. It wasn't the same thing obviously but she realized that it would come to her. She would find her way.

Plus as she looked back at Rebecca's quaking body and twisted face, it appeared possible that just a single touch might be all it took. Rachel brought her gaze back to what was in front of her and adjusted her position. She started to lower her head when she stopped and pulled up. She looked up at Rebecca's eyes, wider than they'd ever been. Rebecca was just nodding gently now. But Rachel smiled and started to lean up off her knees. No, she'd do this right.

Rebecca stared at her friend wildly as she watched Rachel push up off her knees and stand, only to lean over and lower herself down into her own body. Rebecca was on a different planet (and had been for some time). The last thing she remembered doing was gently raising her butt off the futon so that Rachel could continue to remove her underwear. She had seen sparks as she'd watched Rachel finish undressing her, causing her to become completely exposed in such an aroused state. From that moment, which had been maybe a minute earlier, to the present, time had simply skipped ahead.

The same dangerously arousing thoughts were playing through her head on loop. She couldn't believe what was happening. Half of her wanted to cry out and stop the whole thing but the other half wanted it more than she could imagine. And that was the half that was winning. She didn't dare stop anything and she'd never been more acutely turned on in her life. Her fear over crossing a line that neither girl could uncross was actually fueling her fire. It was such a unique form of arousal and it was pushing her body to react in ways she had never felt before.

Rebecca found herself nervously glancing around the room. Where was she? Some nondescript dorm room. There were text books over in a pile, a Spartan set of bunk beds against the far corner. Typical posters of various alcohol slogans and half-naked bikini models hung on the walls. Was this the place that she should be having this crazy, intimate, and taboo experience?

She almost smirked. Did it matter? Would at home on her soft bed make things better? She suddenly imagined the two naked girls transported to her bedroom in the same position. She shuddered with pleasure. It reminded her of the various times she'd hooked up with boy in her room and tried to keep it quiet while her parents or siblings were somewhere nearby. That fear always made the experience better. More exciting. And the thought of the stakes being even higher because it would be Rachel that she was with-. She gasped again. She was going to lose control before anything even happened if she kept those thoughts running.

Rebecca's gaze continued to wander and she again sucked in her breath as her eyes fell to her left and landed on Joe. She, too, had almost forgotten he was there. Seeing his transfixed stare directed between her legs made her realize how exposed she was. It wasn't so much her actual nakedness. It was that he was going to witness the whole thing and he'd see how she reacted.

Rebecca was scared to death of how her body would respond if Rachel touched her. She caught Joe's eyes flick to her own as he slowly nodded, mouth agape. She surged again and turned back forward, just in time to see Rachel coming in close. Rebecca gasped as her friend spoke, barely above a whisper.

"Hey. It's okay. I'm here now."

Rebecca could only give a gentle, open mouthed nod as she watched Rachel smile and lean in. Their lips touched once again and both girls sucked in an excited breath. The initial weirdness of kissing each other had somewhat worn off as compared to their first touch earlier that night, but in this new context, the shock was even more powerful. Rebecca started to kiss her friend back as she felt their tongues gently wind around one another. The thought of where both of their mouths had just been made the kiss even more arousing.

Her chest heaved as she felt Rachel's breasts touch and push into her own. She tried to raise her head to kiss into Rachel with more force, but in an instant, Rachel's lips were gone. She opened her eyes in confusion as she kissed at the air where her friend had just been. She inhaled deeply as she watched Rachel's head begin to dip below her chin. She shut her eyes once more and held her breath.

Rachel was pulsing with electricity as she broke away from the kiss. She was going to leave no stone unturned. She thought of her familiar blowjob mantra of "if it's worth doing, it's worth doing right." It brought a silly smile to her face as she fought to stay in control of the situation.

She began to kiss gently on Rebecca's neck, slowly working her way down over her collarbone and towards her upper chest. She could feel Rebecca tense and shiver with each touch and it threw more gas on her own fire. She felt the flesh of Rebecca's chest begin to soften as she slowly worked her lips down across her left breast. Supporting herself with her right arm on the futon, she brought her free hand to Rebecca's right breast and cupped it gently. It felt warm and so soft. Like her own.

Her lips continued lower and finally grazed against Rebecca's nipple. She gently swirled her tongue and she shivered pleasurably as she brought her mouth over it and sucked in delicately. Rebecca whimpered and she involuntarily brought a steadying hand to the back of Rachel's head. She wasn't trying to stop her or push her harder in either. It was just a reflex. She did notice that she was guiding her ever so gently lower. God, she couldn't believe she wanted this.

Rachel felt the ever so slight nudge from Rebecca's hand and pulled her lips from her friend's breast. She continued to kiss her way down and she slid her face more into the center of Rebecca's upper stomach. She then stuck her tongue out and began to trace a line down towards her belly button. These were all moves she'd done with guys before so it was familiar while being so wildly new at the same time. She felt her tongue flick up against Rebecca's piercing and she smiled as she slid her mouth around her belly button and gave another gentle kiss at her waist line. With a deep breath, she pulled her face up and slowly dropped back to her knees.

As she settled in squarely between Rebecca's legs, she pushed them apart ever so gently with her elbows. She leaned back over and began kissing her way down from the waistline, further towards where she ultimately couldn't believe she was going. Rebecca's hips were beginning to tense and shake as both girls knew how dangerously close Rachel was getting. Neither fully comprehended what was actually happening but they both shook with aroused excitement. Rachel again ran her tongue downward in a slow, sloping pattern until she felt that she was directly above where she needed to be.

With a hard swallow, she raised her eyes up one final time to look at her friend's desperate face. Rebecca was staring directly at her with wild eyes as she nervously chewed down on her lip. She had brought her hands to her hair and dug her fingers deep into her scalp. Her extended posture made her body look longer and more open. Every muscle was tensed, like she was waiting for the first drop on a roller coaster ride. Nobody moved.

And then, the drop came.

Rachel felt her head go dizzy as she lowered herself back on to her heels and leaned her face all the way in. She nervously extended her tongue, and feeling like her stomach might lurch into her lungs, she delicately made contact with Rebecca's pussy and pushed in gently as she traced upwards in a slow, smooth motion. A shockwave hit her hard and sparks sizzled in her head as the wild excitement of what she had actually just done crashed over her. The genie was out of the bottle and she had just gone to a place from which she could not return. She was going down on a girl. Her friend.

Rachel was performing the same act for Rebecca that had done many times for many boys, and for the same purpose. To get them off. This wasn't some silly experiment or accident. She had planned it and executed that plan. All kinds of emotions shot through her body, including an acute feeling of shame and fearful regret. What did this mean? What would they think tomorrow? Or an hour from now? Would this ruin everything?

Usually these kinds of feelings didn't hit Rachel until she was finished with whatever act she was performing. She was good at keeping her mind on her target while she was working. But this was so different. So raw. It sped everything up for her. Both pleasure and pain. Her stomach twisted as she tried to stay focused. She lowered her mouth down and extended her tongue again. She made contact once more and repeated her motion.
Her senses sizzled as the warmth, wetness, and foreign taste of her friend registered in her brain. She felt herself surge as she continued to gently flick her tongue with probing licks. As her own arousal climbed again, she nervously slid her hand off Rebecca's inner thigh and brought her touch directly below where her tongue was making contact. She felt her stomach flutter as she gently pushed a finger inside while continuing to work her tongue.

The microsecond that Rachel's tongue had made contact with her, Rebecca's entire body had exploded with stimulation. She gasped, which turned quickly into a scream of pleasure and moved fast to throw a hand to her mouth to muffle the noise.

Her hand pressed over her lips, she began almost sobbing with full, pure, arousal. Any thoughts of why or who disappeared and all she could focus on was the warm tongue between her legs. But as she felt soft strands of hair tickle her inner thighs, she remembered the "who" with a ripple of excitement.

Pins and needles shot through her finger tips and she felt blood rush from her head. Simultaneously, she knew what was happening but also was completely lost. And both sensations drove her crazy. She burned with pleasure and gasped through her fingers as she felt Rachel's repeated licks run over and into her.

But when her brain registered the dual-sensation of Rachel's tongue and finger, her engine revved without warning. Her hips shot off the futon as she yearned to be impossibly closer to whatever source was making her feel this way. She had been so worked up with arousal that she was already at her limit. It was going to take maybe just a few more strokes to finally make her let go.

Rebecca's surging hips came unexpectedly into Rachel's face, bringing her entire mouth into direct contact with her friend's pussy. Rachel reeled and caught her balance before instinctively putting her lips together and sucking in. It was not uncommon to have a guy buck wildly while she was down on him and her usual reaction was to clamp down and go with his movement instead of tensing up and working against him. It was a similar reaction that caused her to push her lips further into Rebecca and her sucking motion was simply more than Rebecca could take anymore. She screamed again, this time, managing to call out a muffled version of Rachel's name. She slid her fingers into her mouth and bit down on them. God, it was too much. It was simply too much.

Rebecca's hips fell back to the cushion and her toes curled as she felt Rachel's tongue once more. Her vision blurred as the wave of her orgasm began to build furiously. She suddenly needed more. She needed something to-. She refocused her eyes and shot them wildly to her side. She again registered Joe's crazed look aimed directly down at Rachel's head.

Without thinking, Rebecca popped her fingers out of her mouth and swung both hands towards him. With unnatural strength, she reached for his face and pulled it towards her own. She needed another stimulus as she attempted to absorb the eruption that was about to take over her body. She needed something to grab, something to hold hard onto or she was going to bounce right off the couch. She was sure of it.

Rebecca felt Rachel's tongue a final time and her vision went white. She shut her eyes tight and kissed deeply into Joe, shoving her tongue into his mouth. Her cry was muffled in their kiss as the train hit her and her entire body jolted. It was the most piercingly, pleasure-filled orgasm she'd ever had. It was almost painful.

She came hard and she whimpered loudly into Joe's mouth as she gripped his head, likely to the point of hurting him. Another wave crashed over her and she opened her mouth wide, breaking their kiss but not her grip. She moaned as she breathed in audibly, almost like she was doing a warm-up singing exercise. She felt her legs tighten and squeeze to Rachel's ears. It hit her again. And then again.

And then finally, not as hard. And then, even softer. But it didn't die completely. She pressed her sweaty forehead into Joe's and kept her eyes shut tight as each dying wave made her whimper gently with pleasure. After what seemed like an eternity, her waves receded and everything stopped. It became deathly quiet with the exception of the rhythmic heaving of fast breaths. All three of them seemed to be inhaling and exhaling in perfect time. Their breaths all gradually slowed together. Nobody moved. And then it was still.

Rebecca opened her eyes finally to see Joe staring back at her wildly. She pulled away from him with a start, temporarily unsure of why she was clutching him so tightly. He groaned and sat back as she released her death-grip from his head. He was still fully hard, but the intensity of the situation had his attention elsewhere for the moment.

Rebecca ran her hands over her eyes and into her hair. Her legs were bowed and hanging weakly back into the futon. She simply basked in the pleasure for a few moments before blinking happily and glancing around.

Rachel was kneeling between her legs, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide. The girls exchanged nervous, cautious expressions, each secretly terrified that they had done something wrong. It was Rachel who had taken the leap so Rebecca knew that she needed to be the one to reassure her.

Feeling warmth run over her and flood out any feelings of awkwardness or shame, Rebecca smiled widely to her friend like she'd done so many times before. Her smile made Rachel's heart skip as cool relief washed over like a fresh shower. She raised a questioning eyebrow to Rebecca, unable to speak. Rebecca simply nodded once and blinked her eyes. She extended a hand and held it out, waiting. Rachel swallowed hard and grabbed ahold.

Rachel stood up on her own power and quickly moved to the futon to nuzzle into her friend. They held each other's shoulders and Rachel leaned her forehead into Rebecca's and pressed in in hard. Although they were naked and pushed up on each other, it no longer felt sexual. It was just as if they were holding one another after one of them had finished a good cry. The warmth of their friendship washed over them both and made them feel okay again. Their alcohol buzzes seemed to evaporate, and while they were keenly aware of what they had just done, it didn't feel wrong or weird. It just was.

Joe finally broke the silence, and to everyone's relief, the tension. "Holy fucking shit. I have nev-. Never have-. Jesus, I-. I-." He was stammering in disbelief.

The girls both snapped their heads towards him and then looked back at each other. They let out a tremendous giggle at his stuttering speech and suddenly the air was light and easy again. Rebecca leaned around her friend and spoke with renewed confidence.

"I take it we got an A on this test? I definitely think we turned in some good extra credit there." She grinned devilishly and ran her hand through her hair and shook it gently.

Rachel spoke next. "Yeah, that was a new kind of problem for me. I hope I got it right."

She glanced back at Rebecca and looked into her eyes with a hopeful smile. Rebecca reddened a bit but grinned back. She didn't need to say anything. They both knew the answer.

Joe began to perk up at the sexy, playful talk as he found his arousal still fighting to hold on. He cleared his throat.

"Well, um, I-. Yeah, you guys definitely did it right. And speaking of, (he paused and indicated down towards his waist) I, uh, think all your extra credit gave me a new problem to solve." He grinned at them hopefully. Could he-?

Rebecca rolled her eyes and stood up tall to stretch deeply. Joe gasped as she arched her back, still fully naked. His eyes darted down her body and froze. Her pussy was pink and glistening. He gasped again as she turned around and bent over to pick up her thong. He got a view that only the luckiest of guys had been privileged to witness. Her full ass, bent over, completely uncovered, just a few feet from his face.

He licked his lips as she slid her underwear back up her legs with a gentle snap. As she turned around, she stepped toward him and she began to lean over into his body. Her eyes were flashing and her soft tits hung and shook gently as she moved. Joe stiffened further and sucked in his breath as Rebecca reached out toward his waist with a warm smile.

"Sorry, stud."

She reached down next to his leg and grabbed her bra and started to slip it back on. "I think you're going to have to solve your own problem there." She glanced down at his throbbing hard-on and then back at him with a wink. "We already solved your first one. And my calculator is definitely fried."

She snapped her bra on and walked over to find the rest of her discarded clothes. She smiled happily to herself as her confidence soared. She was back.

Joe winced at her little tease and closed his eyes with a begrudging sense of amused disappointment. He'd deserved that. He'd gotten way, way more than he bargained for and these girls owed him nothing further. Still...

He gave one final shot and glanced over hopefully at Rachel, who was still sitting topless on the futon, just a few feet away. She had been staring at his penis and flashed an embarrassed smile as she felt his eyes catch her. She took in his mock-pouting look and sucked in her breath as her eyes wandered back down across his body. She was still pretty wound up. God and he was cute! Maybe she could-. Just a quick-.

She smiled at herself and shook her head. No! She'd done enough that night. More than enough. Rebecca was already pulling her jeans back on and while Rachel knew that her friend wouldn't care less if she wanted to get another round of action in, she didn't need to be-.

She sighed and shot Joe a sorry smile. "Sorry big guy. You heard the lady. Think my batteries are pretty cooked as well."

It was a lie. She could've hopped back into the saddle again in an instant. But she knew it wasn't a good idea. She stood up slowly and arched her back into a stretch, giving Joe one final glorious look at her body. As she leaned in and reached down to retrieve her own bra, she casually let her hand brush up against his penis, giving it a gentle, playful touch.

She watched his body stiffen and she leaned into him further. She brought her face alongside his and gave him a friendly peck on the cheek. Raising her lips up closer to his ear, she whispered softly.

"Rain check."

She gently darted her tongue into his ear and quickly pulled back as he shivered the same way he had earlier. She stood back from him and began to slide on her bra, much to his visible disappointment. She gave him a wink and turned away from him as she snapped the straps back together.

What a night.

***

Rachel's tears had stopped falling as she held herself closely, basking in the happiness of her crazy memory. She still couldn't believe any of it had happened.

The morning after when she had woken up, she'd been sure it had all been a pleasant dream. But the butterflies in her stomach had told her the truth. She'd been terrified to call Rebecca. She'd been sure that her friend would regret the whole thing and their relationship would suffer. Maybe even end.

But it hadn't. Rebecca had been just as nervous to talk to her about it and both girls had again bonded over the intimacy of their shared experience. It was so wild and unbelievable, but they knew how it had made them feel. Rebecca especially. They chalked it up to being another fun adventure and they promised each other it wouldn't make things weird. They just knew they'd be having adventures like that forever together. And for a while longer, they had. But their carefree escapades simply weren't destined to last forever.

Rachel felt the dark feelings of regret and shame start to creep back in as she tried desperately to think about something else. She didn't want to remember what she'd done. Or who she'd done it to. And with. She swallowed hard and pulled her knees in tighter as if she could squeeze the bad memories away. She fought with all her power to remember another good time with her ex-friend. Anything. A party. A field hockey game. The beach. She sucked in her breath. The beach.

Rachel tingled as her focus finally shifted towards her new target. That weekend at the beach. A smile ran across her face as she thought again of happier things.

Happier people.

Happier times...

NEXT -- Chapter 11: Team Player (Pt. 1)

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