Mandi’s Brief Turn

Carrie awoke to the sound of birds lightly chirping outside her window. Her eyes still closed, she could already tell how sore her body was. Everything ached. She could feel heat emanating infront of her, and the smell of perfume mixed the light tang of sweat. Carrie opened her eyes, seeing the back of Mandi’s head. Slowly and carefully, she unwrapped her arms from Mandi’s body, then got herself off her bed. She looked down at Mandi’s still sleeping form, as a wave of regret went through her.

She tip toed over to her bathroom, silently closing the door. She walked over to the sink mirror, glancing herself over. Once again, her hair was a tangled mess, lipstick smeared and smudged. “What have I done.” Carrie whispered to herself. “I cheated on my husband for a women. I had a sexual fling with a women.” She rested her hands on the sink, slumping forward. “What got into me? What was I thinking?”

She knew she had to get Mandi out of her house. She couldn’t have her in families home. But she knew she couldn’t blame Mandi for any of it either. She said all those things, did all those things. Mandi was just going with the flow. “She is a sweet girl.” Thought Carrie. “I’ll let her rest, then explain everything when she wakes up.”

Carrie walked over to her bath tub, turning the water as hot as it would go, feeling like she had to scrub a dirtiness off of her.

While Carrie bathed, Mandi’s eyes fluttered open. She let out a yawn as she stretched herself out, shifting positions to lay on her back. She heard the gental sound of water running in the next room. She smirked, thinking it was Carrie refreshing herself after the wild night they had together.

“She really is something.” Mandi said to herself. “She is so kinky, wild, and sexual.” The tempting thought ran through her mind to join Carrie in her bathroom, but decided against it. She sat up, lifting herself off the bed, walking over to one of Carries dressers. She opened the top drawer, seeing a wide arrangement of panties and bras. She picked up a plain white pair, admiring it in her hands. A naughty idea coming to her mind, but she decided she would hold off for the moment, as she set the panties down on the bed.

To pass some time, she decided to go explore Carrie’s house further, not caring if she was still naked or not. She stepped out into the hallway, glancing down to see two separate doorways on either side of one another. Both doors having name plates on them, she walked down to read them. On her left, the one name plate read “Lindsay” and the right read “Sarah.” Mandi shrugged, as she reached for Lindsay’s door knob. “Let’s see what the youngest one has to offer.” She giggled, and walked in. It was a typical girls room. Posters of boy bands, pink walls, a neatly made bed, with a little closest and make up table. Nothing catching her interest, she walked out of the room, closing the door behind her, quickly crossing into Sarah’s room. Her room was a little more mature looking.

The room was a pale green, with a work desk, a make up table, and another small closest. Mandi felt her body heat up being in that room. Thinking back to the photo she saw of Sarah, how delicious her body looked. Mandi felt her pussy get slightly wet, as she brought her fingers down to gently stroke it. Moving over to Sarah’s dresser drawer, she pulled the top one open, finding her collection of panties and bras.

She reached in, grabbing a light red, plain looking one, and quickly threw it on. She looked at Sarah’s mirror, seeing the red fabitic tightly form against her flesh. She then grabbed the red bra that went with it, putting her arms through the holes, and reached back to clamp the hook. The bra was maybe one size too small, but that didn’t matter to Mandi. It squeezed against her breast, making them look more prominent.

Mandi blushed, feeling really giddy. “My gosh. I’ve never done something like this before. I feel so naughty wearing someone else’s undergarments. I’m sure seeing me in this will get Carrie going again in no time.”

Mandi exited Sarah’s room, making her way down stairs, towards the kitchen. When she walked in, she went straight for the fridge, opening it up, looking at all the drinks and food products. It was then she realized how thirsty she was. Seeing a pitcher of water, she grabbed a glass off of the counter, and poured herself a drink. After several large gulps, she felt relief, but also something else she hadn’t expected. A blandness for how the water tasted. It needed some sort of flavour. As soon as she thought that, another idea came to her head.

Setting the pitcher on the floor, she stood over stop of it, pulling her borrowed panties to the side, as she gently began to rub herself, her pussy slowly dripping into the pitcher. After a few minutes, she pulled her panties back, grabbing the pitcher, and poured herself a small amount of water. Drinking it, she squirted it around in her mouth, as the light taste of her sexual fluids hit her. Swallowing it down, she smiled happily, as she put it back in the fridge. “Man, Carrie must be rubbing off on me.” She giggled. “I’ve never done this kind of stuff before.”

Not wanting to miss Carrie getting out of her shower, Mandi quickly darted upstairs, and back into her room. She could still hear the genial sound of water and soap being used, and looked down at Carries panties she pulled out earlier. Quickly pulling off Sarah’s, she pulled Carrie’s on, and began to go to work. “Carrie seemed to enjoy wearing used panties. Maybe she like these more after I cum in them.” Mandi said to herself, as her fingers penetrated her. Wild images ran through her mind, scenarios she never thought of, actions she never attempted. She was even tempted in finding a man to sexually ravage.

Her moaning grew, as she tried to keep it low so Carrie wouldn’t hear. She bit her tongue, as the orgasm rolled through her, her pussy spraying out, wetting the panties. But what she didn’t know either, was a little green blob eject from her pussy, sticking to the front of the panties, as Mandi quickly pulled them down, and set them on the bed. She put Sarah’s panties back on, and laid down, awaiting for Carrie to come out.