Victoria has a surprise for Ashley

This wasn't happening. This was another dream. The kisses and nibbles up her body were all part of it. Ashley was limp and powerless to return Vicky's affection because she'd fallen asleep in Kurt's bed. She wished Vicky was preparing to straddle her face!

Then the scent of girl, the smell she left behind that day at the beach with Brandon (or any day the two of them were left alone for too long). Lighter, though, floral notes mixed with the musk. A different soap?

It's not better, Ashley smirked as she nuzzled the source of the smell, hovering just above her face. It's new is all. But how does the taste compare?

“Oh God, Ash,” Vicky gasped. Pleasure made her head spin, and she propped herself against the wall for support. In the corner of her eye, she saw Kurt watching from his bed.

That's right, that's right, she smiled. She shuddered when something rough but yielding grazed her lower lips. It's my turn now.

Her smell and her taste were both light, a sweetness just out of reach, and they drove Ashley mad. Her tongue stroked Vicky's outer lips, up and down, up and down. Vicky's whines became coos as Ashley established her pattern, but when Vicky settled in and started to relax, Ashley went in with another broad lick.

Vicky's back turned to jelly when Ashley's tongue flicked her clit. She fell forward and had to prop herself up on the girl's knees. It was all so new, so powerful and exhilarating!

She felt hands on her ass, squeezing, kneading. Ashley's enthusiasm was getting the better of her. One hand was rougher, though, its grip firmer.

"So this is why everyone wants cheerleaders!" Vicky laughed. "You lucky boy!"

Kurt smiled but said nothing. Kurt's stiff cock swung at eye level. The surprise of having that in her face left her speechless. It looked painful! But she supposed that was her fault, to some degree...

Her soft hand around her roommate's hardness drew a happy groan. She was slow, cautious, and treated his entire length to her touch. She remembered the last (and first) time she'd given a handjob, to Dustin in his car one night after the movies. Feeling him pulse between her fingers. Stroking him with such measured gentleness, first from uncertainty, and later just enjoying his weakness for her.

Hearing Kurt draw close sent Ashley into a frenzy. She pressed her face into Vicky's pussy: no pretense, no teasing, no drawing it out down here. Vicky was here to fuck, and Ashley knew her tongue would work as well as any dick, slurping and circling her tight entrance.

Wait. Idea!

Ashley slipped a hand back under the glorious butt. She rubbed her friend's pussy with her fingers and slid one inside to the first knuckle. Vicky jerked away (Oh God Oh God Oh God!), but Kurt pulled her against him.

What am I doing?! a voice cried out within her, but they were in no way cries of protest. She'd discovered herself. Her desires. Her indulgences. And she owed it to...

Well, I guess Kurt deserves some credit. Vicky considered his cock. She kissed the underside of his head, and his muskiness, his sweatiness overwhelmed her, not unpleasant, but so unlike anything else she'd experienced. She gazed into his eyes as she continued towards his groin, green eyes alight with mischief, playing up her hesitancy with every stroke and kiss.

Meanwhile, Ashley's finger fucked Vicky with longer strokes, going deeper each time, drawing rougher growls from her friend. Then she bottomed out.

Without hitting any barriers.

...Oh Vicky. You naughty, naughty girl.

But she didn't hesitate. Long, deep strokes. Long, deep strokes. And when Vicky started to relax, Ashley curled her finger upwards. Vicky wailed as fire tore through her every limb, a heat that radiated sprung out from Ashley's fingertip.

At first she mistook it for the aftershocks jerking her about, but the bed must have moved because now Ashley was next to her, the two of them curled around each other in a ball.

Oh fuck, yeah yeah yeah... Kurt panted above them with his hand around his cock. He looked down at the two nude blondes, cuddling and kissing and playing with each other's breasts. He met Vicky's gaze, and she blew him a kiss.

"Thank you."

All his tension vanished, and he shouted as he came. Strand after strand of gooey cum spattered the girls. Vicky buried her face, but it trailed down her back, frosting her beautiful butt. Ashley opened wide and managed to get one good spurt across her chin, the rest landing on her chest and tummy. She scooped some of it into her finger and licked it up. Once she was all clean, she rolled on top of Vicky and kissed and licked her way down her friend's back.

“I di-didn't smoth-ther you downnn there?” Vicky slurred, her eyes closed.

“Nah, you practically jumped off the bed every time I tried to show you something new,” Ashley giggled before taking Vicky's earlobe in her teeth.

“Everything's new to me,” Vicky moaned.

“Mmm. Everything, huh?”

It was worth a shot.

"It was Zack, wasn't it? He's wanted you forever."

Zack? Zack wanted her? They'd never talked much before, but he seemed nice enough. He always went out of his way to catch up with Brandon and Ashley in the halls at school, and they both liked him despite how shy he was. Was it just because Vicky hung out with them? But why...

"Y-yeah. He, uh..."

Ashley just didn't turn off. She scooped Vicky's butt with both hands.

Ah. Of course. Vicky wiggled in appreciation, and both girls laughed.

Take a load off, pal. Kurt crossed back to his own bed. Slipped under the sheets. You earned yourself a victory nap.

"Don't think I didn't enjoy myself, but..." he trailed off, waving over his shoulder towards the door.