Heather says, "Oh, eat me, just eat me, Taylor."

"Go wild. Make a wish," Taylor told Heather.

Hannah sat in a chair, trying to be inconspicuous. She wanted to enjoy watching Taylor and Heather together without weirding Heather out from her resemblance to her younger sister Ashley, Heather's cheer teammate.

"Ahhh," Heather said. She hesitated, swallowed, and tried to put her wish into words. Finally she gave up. "Oh, screw it. Eat me, just eat me, Taylor."

"Is that your wish?" Taylor said, a teasing tone in her low, raspy voice. "You could have anyyyything. Anything you've wondered about?"

"Eat me, I've never had a girl eat me," Heather said.

"Easy peasy," Taylor said. "Lay back." She gave a low chuckle. "But fair warning, straight girl. When the time comes, I'm gonna ask you about a couple other things I like to do when I'm eating a girl out. Or after. I'll ask. I'll touch. Say yes. Say no. Say mayyybe." Taylor took a breath and made sure Heather met her eyes. "But if you need me to stop, or slow down, tell me. If it's too much and I need to stop now, say Safeword. Or slap the bed twice, like this." Taylor slapped the bed with a flat palm, like a wrestler signaling defeat.

Hannah smiled. She wondered what Taylor was going to try on Heather.

"Okay," Heather said. "Yes. No. Mayyyybe," she drawled back at Taylor.

"That's the way," Taylor said. "So now you know a little more about me. I like getting fucked hard. By boys too, but girls last longer. I like to suck titty. And on other things. Sometimes I like my hair pulled when I'm gonna come."

Hannah grinned. She'd been the one to direct Heather to put her tit in Taylor's mouth and pull Taylor's hair.

"Yeah," Heather said. "Pow. Wow."

Taylor chuckled. "And both of us like making out with girls," she said. "I wanna find out more about what you like, Ravers. I want to show you more things I like, that you can do for me. You ready?"

"Ready," Heather said. "Eat me, Taylor."

"Lay on back now," Taylor said. Heather lay back and Taylor settled between her legs. "God you're pretty."

"What?" Heather said.

"Your cunt. No really, have you looked?" Taylor said. "Get a little mirror sometime and just look at yourself. You'll fall in love."

"Ah ha hah, really?" Heather said.

"Really," Taylor said. She ran her fingertips over Heather's bush and trailed them down the outside of Heather's pussy lips. "I'm gonna get her number and ask her out behind your back."

Heather laughed out loud.

Taylor gave Heather's pussy lips a gentle squeeze, pressing from the sides toward the center. Wet.

"Take her to lunch," Taylor said. She spread Heather's labia, opening her bright pink inner folds. "Make out all afternoon."

Heather's giggle turned into a whoop as Taylor bent forward, leading with her tongue.

Hannah cupped a hand over her own vulva, pressing gently in sympathy. She watched Taylor's head nodding up and down between Heather's legs. Taylor was going for it. Heather's face...yeah. Oh yeah.

"Eat her, Sugarbees," Hannah whispered.

Hannah glanced to the bedside table covered with sex toys. The dildoes, harnesses, lube, vibrators. Would Taylor try any of those with Heather? Maybe not. Lips, fingers, and tongue would take you a long, long way. Or just pressing yourselves together and grinding, mmm.

Heather's hips started rocking up and down with Taylor's tongue strokes. Hannah grinned. Going for a quick win.

"Eee-eeh!" Heather squeaked. Her head and shoulders curled up off the bed, straining upward, then falling back. Taylor held tight and kept licking. After a long train of orgasms -- Hannah lost count, having fingered herself to a silent climax in the midst of Heather's cum train -- Heather tapped the bed and begged, "Stop, stop, ohhh, too much."

Taylor eased back. "I think we've found something you like," she said. "Not exactly a surprise."

"Uh huh, uh huh," Heather said. "Yeah."

Taylor moved up the bed to lie beside Heather. "First question, Ravers."

"Huh? Yeah, okay," Heather said. Her face was flushed pink and her brow moist under her brown hair.

"Yes, no, or maybe," Taylor said. "Let me kiss you now."

Heather blinked. Taylor's lips, chin and cheeks were wet with Heather's juices.