A Bewildered Meagan

Meagan backed out of the tent without a word. While her face conveyed no emotion, it was clear something had changed.

Chloe sobered up a bit, concern for her best friend overriding (but not extinguishing) the sexual momentum she'd been riding). "Hey, everything ok?"

"Get the answer you didn't want? Or maybe the one you did?" egged on Kurt as he tried to ease things back on their previous track. He was gambling that the expression was due to Caitlin giving her consent, after all, Meagan had seemed to be only playfully considering Chloe's bet. Maybe it was all getting real for her (and thus for him too, he hoped). Chloe shot him a glare for his over-eagerness before turning back to her friend.

"Hey, I'm glad what we did with Caitlin was fun but if adding a guy is taking it too far, I don't want to endanger something you've got-" The Redhead's words were cut off by an unmistakable scream of ecstasy from the girl inside the tent. The girl inside the tent with only her brother in with her. And her girlfriend outside. While her eyes widened in recognition, Chloe couldn't be too shocked, her previous evening with Zack and his mom had desensitized her a bit to **** and she was starting to wonder if Meagan had been right all along about people being far more sexually adventurous than Chloe had realized back before she opened herself up to that world.

Meagan winced just slightly, more at the way Caitlin's activities were revealed than that they were. "I don't think she cares much about what I do right now...or adding guys to the mix...or asking permission..." Her voice was softening monotone, yet surprisingly lacked bitterness. What claim did she have on Caitlin anyway? Sure, they were together, and good together, but their bond had always been more about enjoyment than true love. Heck, in a way, Meagan had felt more with her long-time best friend in their threesome, not because of some drawn-out sexual tension (though admittedly that was present), but just because the love and trust she had for her friend was greater than any girlfriend she'd been with. Maybe Chloe was right all along, and there was something special and worth waiting for about finding the "right" partner. And as nice as Caitlin was, Meagan had no illusions that they were that for each other.

Truth be told, Meagan thought she'd be more hurt at catching Caitlin with her own brother, but it wasn't that. All of this would have been hot to her if it'd been happening to someone else or if she'd been fantasizing about it in bed at night, or even if she'd been teasing her girlfriend about the idea...but in all those situations she'd have been in control and known where it was going. At the moment however, everything was unfolding around her and it left the tomboy certain of nothing. Was straight-laced Chloe officially bi, now? When did Meagan somehow become the least libertine in the group? Was Caitlin just experimenting or were they over? As Chloe stepped forward and pulled Meagan into a reassuring hug the blonde knew only two things. One was that she needed her friend. And the other was that thinking about all this shit sucked.

"So, are we doing this, or what?"

Chloe squeezed her friend a little tighter in surprise, mostly that the comment had come from the girl in her arms and not Kurt, who had actually been about to slip away, behind her. "Honey, you don't have to..."

Kurt hadn't wanted to **** things but if Meagan was willing, he wasn't about to miss out on the opportunity twice. "Hey, give her a chance to see what her girlfriend is getting."

Chloe couldn't believe the lack of tact, even for Kurt, but as she opened her mouth to chastise him, it was quickly claimed by Meagan's own in a deep, **** kiss. Kurt smirked at the show, getting himself mentally prepared to give his "A" game while Chloe slowly lost herself in the lip-lock. When it ended, Meagan was flashing her all-too-familiar cocky grin. "And when I win, Caitlin or no Caitlin, you're mine. All week."

Chloe giggled and rolled her eyes, still concerned, but happy to see that side of her friend return...and unable to deny the heat inside her any longer. "Fine, then we'll make it even, you lose and I own your ass for a week." The redhead smiled as she saw that offer was just what the smaller girl needed. It sounded like they were upping the stakes, but in reality, they were securing what Meagan could be certain of, that no matter what happened with anyone else, they would always be there for each other.

Kurt grinned, oblivious to the deeper conversation happening between the eyes of the friends. The bet was on and that meant he was going to finally get some new pussy and from the person he would have least expected. "So, how do you want your first time?"

Meagan raised an incredulous eyebrow that this would count as her first time after all she'd done but let the comment slide. "I'm not on your side of the bet, remember? Chloe said you'd get me off, so prove it. I didn't need directions to make Chloe cum." The taunt struck home in Kurt's ego but he was more encouraged by it than angered, glad to take on the challenge laid out before him as Meagan reclined onto a sleeping bag.

"Suit yourself." Kurt finished removing his clothes and looked hungry enough to pounce. Chloe felt torn between concern for her friend's sudden openness to the scenario and her deep desire to see it play out. The bet had begun with her wanting to pull Meagan into her own sex life with Zack the way Meagan had shared Caitlin with her, almost a way of showing off just how right Megan had always been about what lurked underneath her former innocence... But now, she couldn't help a guilty lust building in her at the thought of her lesbian friend cumming on a cock...one she was taking just for her...

Meanwhile, Kurt licked two fingers and wasted no time in rubbing them between the platinum-blonde's folds. Meagan tensed a bit as he found her only superficially soaked from all she'd been up to before. Chloe turned to him but he waved her off as he bent low. "Relax, I'll be a perfect gentleman." Meagan was mildly surprised when his fingers didn't push in, but rather spread her neither-lips and he dove in face-first instead. She squeezed Chloe's hand as she adjusted to the mostly familiar sensations. He felt different than a girl, but she had trouble placing exactly how, though she was glad that there was at least no stubble to contend with.

After a few minutes of watching the white-haired girl writhe and pant, Chloe couldn't help but ask, "So...how's he doing?" Meagan gritted her teeth, loathe to admit it but never one to lie to her close friend. "F-fine...pretty good even. Not as good as Caitlin...or you... But the boy knows what he's doing." Chloe couldn't hide her smirk at the wording, somehow managing to sound in charge even on her back and on her way to orgasm from someone she'd normally never even let touch her. Truth be told, he didn't hit every spot right, but he had what even many of Meagan's former flings had lacked: enthusiasm. That relentless abandon that kept the stimulation constant was definitely the tomboy's style of both giving and receiving head and she began to let her mind drift off, forgetting it was a man between her legs and allow her hips to hump back. "Just remember, him making me cum like this doesn't count..."

"That's right," Chloe caressed her friend's face, even as she smirked wickedly, "I don't win until you're cumming all over his cock." Images of the petite girl doing just that filled the redhead's mind, though it wasn't Kurt who was doing the deed, but Zack, the idea of bringing two of her favorite people together intoxicating Chloe.

For his part, Kurt didn't mind those rules at all. He honestly couldn't care less about the bet, but Meagan had made this a matter of personal pride and he wasn't going to be done until he felt her squeezing and screaming around his meat, especially knowing he'd be the first guy to ever get that honor. The white-haired girl was more than wet enough for him by now but his plan was to get Meagan right to the edge before taking her and sealing victory with his dick. And Meagan was almost ready to cum...until Caitlin noisily beat her to it.

Meagan tensed at the familiar sound and the questions it brought back to her mind. She didn't dry up, but her hips settled down and Kurt had enough experience to tell he'd missed his shot to send her over the edge. As tasty as the tomboy was, Kurt couldn't keep up his pace long enough to start all over again. This wasn't going to be so easy. This was why he hated involving feelings in sex.