Getting Britney ready

Britney was not surprised, yet she was still thrilled when I told her Friday was on. She was so pleased that she immediately pulled her dress up and shoved my head underneath. I mean, I understood the assignment, but the quick start to it threw me off. Apparently she’d been expecting to use me, though, because she wasn’t wearing any panties this time and I don’t think that’s a regular occurrence for her. Or maybe it is? Cards on the table, I haven’t paid attention in the past to whether my friends were wearing panties when I saw them.

The event was repeated Thursday evening when she got home. This time was similar to earlier in the week when she just walked straight in to my room and used me on my bed. This time she pulled me off the bed and laid down comfortably with her legs spread, her dress hiked above her waist, and her pale green thong temporarily guarding her treasure beneath (bleh, that sounded so corny and gross I regret typing it).

Finally, it was the big day! Wow, calm down Maddison, you’re too excited for your boyfriend to fuck someone else. Don’t help them realize just how wet your pussy is while imagining them together. Play it cool.

So, Friday! I was fully expecting teasing all day from Britney, like Kayla had done before. But instead, she didn’t mention anything. Nothing all day. And somehow, that was driving me crazier! Like, aside from using me all week for her orgasms and having me set her up with Christopher, Britney hadn’t said anything about her plans for tonight.

Was she just expecting me to plan the whole thing for her? That feels weird. Like, should I make them a reservation for dinner or a movie or something? No, she’s not dating him, she’s just fucking him (get your hand out of your pants, Maddison). I hadn’t even told Christopher where or when or anything. Hey, wait, he’s been oddly silent today too. I texted him, but now that I’m walking in the door, I’m realizing he never responded and that was hours ago.

She wasn’t waiting for me when I got home. This feels weird. Did I get the date wrong? No, not possible. I headed back towards my room to get changed into something more comfy. It was only after I was in a shirt and some shorts that anything finally happened.

Britney didn’t knock (I don’t expect her to anymore), she just opened my door and saw me standing there.

“Good, you’re home. Come on.” And then she just turned and walked towards her room.

I didn’t have a second to think or ask questions or anything, but it didn’t matter. I hurried after her, straight into her room where she closed the door behind me.

“I had a fun idea for my toy today. Christopher will be here in a little while,” fuck me, of course they had been texting about the plan for today, I should’ve realized that, “and I want to look sexy for him. So, I’m going to let you pick out the lingerie I’m going to wear when I fuck your boyfriend.”

Oh shit, that’s unexpectedly hot.

“Mmm, love that look on your face! It’s just the right mix of shock and lust. Perfect! Now, sit right there and get comfortable.”

She gently pushed me towards her bed. I was still caught off guard by what was apparently going to happen and sat on the edge of her bed purely on autopilot. I turned to look at her again, but she had already stepped into her closet.

What proceeded was one of the sexiest things I’d ever witnessed so far, except for Kayla fucking Christopher, obviously. I say there, blush on my face and wet pussy hidden beneath my shorts, as my sexy Latina roommate, one of my best friends, gave me a fashion show of what I can only assume are her 7 hottest pieces of lingerie. Each time she emerged from her closet, I literally couldn’t peel my eyes off of her. She would smile and smirk at me as she posed provocatively, turning around, sticking that perfect ass almost in my face, pinching her nipples through the thin material, and making sure I paid attention to every detail. I was so unbelievably turned on by her, it was honestly hard to not openly masturbate, especially when she disappeared into her closet after each outfit. I mean, there was no point in pretending to not look at her body, I’d spent enough time with my head between her legs and she knew I already lusted after her. But petting my kitty just because she was so hot? That was a whole new level I was not ready to stoop to yet. Yet…

Finally, she stood in front of me in her last outfit, having finished the fashion show apparently.

“Ok, Maddy, now it’s time for you to pick. I could tell you loved every outfit, but it’s almost time for Christopher to get here and I need you to pick what he’s going to see me in, what he’s going to peel off my body before he fucks me.”

Fuck me. No, fuck her, this was an impossible choice. I was tempted to say the one she was currently in, a red see-through teddy with shelf-bra cups and a lace thong underneath. It was simple, classic, and the way her breasts were held up and fully revealed was making me so turned on, I knew Christopher would love it. Fuck me, I cannot believe I had that thought and typed it for you. Wow, I’m way too far down this rabbit hole.

But the honest answer was one of her first few outfits. It was a black lace bodysuit with a blunging v that went down to her mons. The way the material clung to her breasts and was cut in just the right places to show off her curves, the way the deep v drew your eyes down her body to her perfect pussy, hidden by just a tiny bit of lace. And to top it off, she made sure I had a good look at the perfectly concealed but also perfectly usable slit in the crotch. As she described it, it allowed for easy access to eat her out or even fuck her without taking the bodysuit off.

That was the winner for me. I loved every outfit after that too, but I knew the whole time that was going to be my choice.

“Uh, the black lace body suite from earlier.” I couldn’t even look at her as I told her my choice.

“Ooo, I knew you would love that one. Ok. It is on the top of my dresser, go grab it for me.”

Easy enough to do, plus it gave me a chance to move and potentially calm my body for a second so I wouldn’t be such a horny woman when Christopher and the rest of the ladies showed up at the apartment. I entered her closet (holy shit she has a fantastic setup in here, I wish I had this closet!) and the bodysuit was right where she said it was. I grabbed it, took a quick breath to calm myself, and then walked back out.

All my effort and thoughts of calming my body went up in smoke immediately. She was standing there completely naked, yet still completely in power of the situation even though I was the only one fully dressed. She stared at me with so much confidence and sex appeal in her eyes. I think my jaw literally dropped.

“Good job. Now, bring it over here and put it on me. And make it perfect, I want Christopher to always have the image of me in this in the back of his head, even when he’s fucking you or Kayla.”

She wanted me to dress her in this sexy outfit?! Ugh, my pussy was almost dripping down my legs already. The experience of putting her in that bodysuit was one of the more erotic things I’ve ever done. Kneeling in front of her, face literally inches from her perfect and completely exposed pussy, lifting her legs to step into the it, pulling it up those curvy legs and onto her amazing ass, then rising and pulling her arms through the suit, then gliding my hands up and down her body to fit the lace over each of her breasts and over the curves of her ass just right. I was honestly ready to yank it off of her right then, all semblance of my formerly fully straight self gone completely.

“Fuck, that was hot, little Maddy. That was so much hotter than I expected.” Good! It wasn’t just me that loved that!

“Ok, slight change of plans. I want you to finish warming me up for Christopher. Oh, don’t worry, he’ll still get a taste of this pussy you love so much, but I need your tongue and I want you to make sure I’m ready for your boyfriend’s cock.”

She moved to the bed and laid back when she said that, pulling me with her. Before I could even respond, she was laying down and I was between her legs again. I didn’t say anything, I was too lost in my arousal. I dove straight in to her crotch, pulling the slit in the bodysuit open so I could get to her lower lips.

That she said I was getting her ready for Christopher wasn’t lost on me, I was just so unbelievably horny after the last 30 minutes of visual stimulation that I couldn’t even fully form thoughts on what she’d said. I was completely focused on the heavenly taste from her pussy. In fact, I was so focused that I was completely caught off guard when Britney spoke again.

“Oh, there you are, Christopher! Come in!”