Jennifer joins the party!

“Holy shit, Ange! What happened to you? Why are your tits out like an Instagram model?” Jennifer was stunned, though she quite happily soaked up the view of her blonde friend in the provocative sundress. Jennifer had a very similar build and body type, although she wasn’t as interested in fitness. She was slightly curvier than her fit friend, but their proportions were still about the same. The major difference between the two was their style. The blonde Angela couldn’t help but smiling at her dark-haired friend. While Angela’s blonde hair was long and wavy, Jennifer’s black hair was kept in a short part bob cut that matched her somewhat goth aesthetic nicely. In stark contrast to Mary’s sensible blouse and jeans as well as Angela’s cleavage-barring dress, Jennifer wore dark grey jeans and a baggy black long-sleeve.

“It’s a long story, Jen. Want some coffee?” Ange asked, gesturing to the pot behind them. “No fucking way,” Jen spat out, “I want you to tell me why you look like you’re angling for an adult film award when you’re just meeting up with us. What happened to the gym-babe I’d go running with? No way you’d make it around the mountain in those heels.”

*Click.*

Ange sighed as she began relaying her whole story back to Jen. Jen’s eyes grew wider and wider. “No shit. Mary, did she really cum like a little slut as soon as you showed up?” Mary chuckled while Ange’s cheeks continued their trend for the meet-up of glowing rose-red as her situation was paraded in front of her friends. “She sure did,” turning to look at Angela she couldn’t help playfully adding, “like a faucet.”

“MARY! I didn’t squirt!” Angela shouted, now red as a tomato.

“That true, Mary?” Jennifer asked. Then a devilish grin spread across her face as she added, “Tell me the truth.”

*Click.*

That surprised Mary. “Not much, but she was dripping onto the driveway when she came by the steps. Jen, how are you higher up than me? No way Eli’s bigger than Mark.”

Jen leaned in with a conspiratorial look, “You’re absolutely right. That’s why I fucked his brother, Jason, before getting here. Eli’s never minded sharing me, and now the poor guy can’t help it since he’s well below average.” Mary and Angela looked at each with wide eyes. While in undergrad Angela had been the group slut, Jennifer was the group wild child. She loved pushing her boundaries as well as her friends. Her having the highest status spelled trouble as far as the other two girls were concerned. Though Angela couldn’t help asking, “Wait, so are you still with Eli? Like, do you just bump up and down between him and Jason or?…”

Jen smiled as she plopped onto the couch. “Of course I’m still with him. He doesn’t mind. It’s his kink. Yeah, I go up and down whenever I feel. Sometimes it’s fun to be the boss, other times it’s fun to be a little out of my depth.” She winked at Angela as she said that. “Now, since I’m at the top, I’ll have you two beauties carry my things up the stairs.” She gestured to her two bags. “Give me the room with the forest view. Lacey should get the master since she’s getting married in a few months.”

*Click.*

The two women groaned as they reached picked up one of Jen’s bags for her. It wasn’t a surprise to them that Jen would use her status like this. In fact, they were sure she would be coming up with even more interesting ways to use it as the day went on. They dropped her bags in the last of the smaller rooms to leave Lacey the master, as instructed, and then started back down the stairs.

Angela walked in front of Mary, and became increasingly worried as each step down the spiral staircase revealed more of Jen’s activity on the couch. She was messing with her phone, and was eyeing Ange like a delicious treat she was about to eat up.

“Hey, Ange? You still have that vibrator in you?”

Angela did not like where this was going and quickened her pace. “Yes, whyyYYYYYY!!?” She staggered and held tight to the handrail as her insides erupted with pleasure. “MMMmmmm...” She couldn’t control her moaning as she practically collapsed on the staircase as the vibe hummed at its highest setting.

Mary rolled her eyes. Jen was a programmer for a living. She always had a knack for technology, so hijacking a vibrator was probably easy for her. “Jen, at least let her up so I can get down the stairs too. This spiral isn’t wide enough for both of us.”

Jen chuckled and let the vibrator die down to a light buzz that was only just barely audible over Angela’s heavy breaths. “Fine, fine. C’mon little miss used-to-slut-a-lot. Let’s see those legs move before you get a higher dose.” *Click.* Ange got to her feet with little gasps and slowly made her way down the staircase. It was a challenge for her, given that every few steps Jen would suddenly crank up the settings to maximum, making both walking and maintaining decorum impossible. Not that she could stop trying, thanks to Jen’s order to move her legs.

Once she was finally at the bottom, she felt on better footing to speak out. “Jen, that is not cOOOOOoool!!” She tottered on her high heels forward towards the sofa, practically bending over to it with her hands on its back. Jen laughed with mischievous glee, starting the vibrator on an oscillation pattern that would crescendo to the max settings and stay there after three minutes. “Oh, stay bent over like that and keep your hands on the couch.” Jen commanded the panting, soaking blonde across from her.

*Click.*

Mary spoke up for her increasingly unable to talk friend. “Jen, come on. She’s getting this all the time back home. Do you have to add to it here?” Jen’s wicked grin stayed plastered on her face. “Of course, Mary. C’mon, this is so fun! Look at Ange moaning her heart out, she’s having a great time.” Ange’s mouth had formed a near perfect O shape as her hips began to shake. While Mary did agree that Ange looked incredibly hot, she also didn’t want to pile on the poor girl. That being said, she also knew her college self wouldn’t have had a problem with this. The four girls always pulled pranks on each other, and they often got out of hand. “M-mmmm-MMaryyyy, heeeeelp me ooooout heeerEEE!” Angela was able to squeal out as her hips bucked and her legs parted wider.

Mary couldn’t help but enjoy the sight of Ange’s tits practically popping out of her sundress. As her friend squirmed for Jen’s amusement, Mary remembered the time Ange had pulled a pranked on her that left her in a very similar outfit while they were in college. And then Mary remembered another one of Ange’s old college pranks. She turned to look at Jen, smiled and then asked Angela a simple question: “Remember when you changed the settings on my vibrator in undergrad?” Ange looked worried as her pussy started dripping onto the floor below her. She was getting so close and then coming back down, but the intervals were getting shorter and shorter. She knew she’d cum in front of everyone soon if Mary didn’t step in. Mary continued smugly, “I do. Have fun, girl! And maybe twerk for us too.” *Click.* She walked around the shaking woman’s body to sit by Jen while Ange began bouncing her ass as the command ran through her.

“FUUUUUUCKKKKK!!!” Angela couldn’t help cumming again.