Reflections

"Rise and shine, sleepy head."

Ashley heard the voice in the ether of sleep moments before she felt something soft land forcefully against her face. The slender, teen blonde stirred from her dreams, groaning and opening her eyes as she pushed the pillow that had been flung at her face away. Lifting her head slightly, she saw Lisa, a curvaceous, Latina teen, sitting in front of the mirror, applying her make up for the day.

She slumped back down on to the bed, willing the day to allow her a moments more sleep. She'd wanted to be well-rested today but events in the night had intervened. Oh god, she thought remembering those exact events. Did I really do that she asked herself as she remembered encouraging Victoria to shove her pussy in Gavin's face, remembered jerking Gavin's cock into her own red, lace panties, remembered kissing Victoria. It hadn't been a dream. It had all actually happened.

She rolled over and lifted her phone from the nightstand, opening up the picture gallery. The first image was the one she was looking for; Gavin, jeans around his ankles and sitting on the leather sofa in the living area. His softening cock was wrapped in her own panties, cum dripping from the lace. Another pair of panties, white and cotton and belonging to Victoria covered his face, though the camera had managed to capture him just as he'd hooked one side under his thumb and pulled it up to see Ashley taking the photo. To one side, she could just make out the long, smooth legs of Victoria Walker.

There was the evidence, as if she really needed it, to prove that she'd actually done it. She'd helped her best friend receive oral from her boyfriend's best friend while she stroked his cock into her panties. Maybe she had taken the game too far. All she'd intended on doing was helping her friend. Then again, they did say the road to hell was paved with good intentions.

"You're going to be late if you lie there any longer," Lisa prompted again. "This was your idea and you're going to miss it."

Ashley frowned. Did she mean the hike was her idea or the plan to have Lisa fuck Zack while she was out, to repay him for his forgiving nature when it came to her accidental foray with Kurt Johnson? Lisa seemed chipper this morning, and why wouldn't she be. She was getting to fuck Ashley's boyfriend. To finally achieve closure for the relationship they'd had months ago. But something about her enthusiasm made Ashley uneasy. Or maybe that was just the guilt from what she'd done with Victoria and Gavin last night...

Yawning and stretching, Ashley sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed.

"Wow, put that away," Lisa teased.

Ashley looked down to find that she wasn't wearing any bottoms and was basically just flashing her tight, little pussy to Lisa. Ashley grimiced and shoved her hand between her legs, cupping and covering her mound as she jumped up, dashing towards her drawers to find some clothes.

Through the reflection of the mirror, Lisa admired Ashley's ass. It looked good; tight and firm, no doubt from exercise and cheerleading practice. But it was also small, in fitting with her frame, perfect for someone of her gymnastic stature, but it couldn't drive boys crazy the way Lisa's could. Her own ass was thick and round and she was confident when Zack was reminded of her assets, he'd see there was no comparison.

Meanwhile, in the living area, Gavin, dressed in polyester sweatpants, a t-shirt with a logo from a popular TV show and running shoes, sat on the leather sofa, in almost the exact same location as the night before. This time he wasn't beating off into panties, he was doing the much more mundane activity of eating cereal while watching cartoons. He stopped, spoon in mid bite as he saw Victoria enter the room wearing yoga pants, sneakers and a loose tank top.

Their eyes met, understanding and recognising the significance and similarity of their current encounter to the events of last night. They both blushed and began muttering words of greeting which only grew more awkward as Ashley appeared from the other side, now fully mirroring their arrivals from last night. Ashley, fully dressed in shorts, t-shirt and trainers looked from Gavin to Victoria, and felt she may have stumbled into something more intimate that it seemed.

"I'm going to get something to eat," Ashley announced, hurrying from the room.

"Oh, me-me too," Victoria stammered, following her friend from the room and leaving Gavin alone again.

As soon as Ashley entered the kitchen though, the awkwardness of the previous encounter slipped from her mind as her nostrils were assaulted by the delicious aroma of sizzling pork.

"Hmm, do I smell bacon?" The tiny blonde asked.

"Yeah, but I only made enough for me, Chloe and Heather," Kurt replied, sinking his teeth into a crispy rasher as if the drive the point home.

Heather, Chloe and Kurt were indeed gathered around a plate of bacon. Of the three, Heather was most appropriately dressed for the hike, wearing proper boots and shorts and a breathable top. Chloe on the other hand was wearing trainers along with soccer shorts and a hoodie, which Ashley thought was bound to get very warm once they set out. Kurt, on the other hand, was dressed in shorts, trainers and a tight tank top, his muscular, toned arms and broad shoulders exposed.

"Rude," Ashley said, moving towards the bread as Victoria entered the kitchen behind her. "Want some toast, Vicky?"

"Um, yes please, Ash."

"Once you guys eat, we'll head out," Heather said. "We can take snacks but it's best to fuel up before we leave. I think there are some back packs around here somewhere."

"And who will be carrying these backpacks?" Kurt asked, suspecting the answer.

"You and I will," Heather told him. "It only makes sense given that we both know the trail. Though, I don't know, how long has it been since you were up at the caves?"

"Uh...just a year," Kurt replied, looking away.

The caves. Victoria mulled the place over in her head. Gavin had told her last night that Kurt had suggested they go there, that it was more romantic and therefore better for his confession. That would suggest that the chances he'd pick her were quite strong...right? And it's not like he protested much last night when he was licking her pussy, though Ashley hadn't really given him that option.

Though the question still remained whether she actually wanted to continue the relationship. Gavin had betrayed her trust and sought solace in other things rather than her. With everything going on, he'd chosen to jerk off into panties and allow Chloe to fuck him, rather than coming to Victoria. Then again, the Victoria of two days ago wouldn't have known how to handle sexual frustration. She herself had went looking for Kurt on multiple occasions. It had just seemed easier to find someone who knew what he wanted and how to do it, even if he didn't care about her feelings truly. That must have been how Gavin felt, she thought. It was easier to turn to others than admit their own inexperience and frustration to each other.

But now, now that he'd eaten her out while Ashley'd jerked him off, it felt as if they'd reconnected. All that nervousness and worry about sex and how to proceed just felt so silly and unneccessary. Maybe this time they'd be different together. More confident and willing. Or maybe it was just because Ashley had been there, directing the action. They had fed off her knowledge and confidence. But Victoria didn't want to be in a relationship of three people.

However, there was a fourth, a man whose cock in her pussy she couldn't forget about, whose presence in the kitchen jolted her out of her thoughts.

"Hi, Zack," she said cheerfully as he entered the kitchen.

Zack looked better today. The swelling had reduced and the bruising had already begun to yellow around the edges.

"Victoria, can you finish making the toast," Ashley asked as she gestured for Zack to follow her. "Can we talk for a moment before I leave?"

"Oh, sure," Zack agreed, feeling nervous at Ashley's seriousness.

The couple left through the glass doors out on to the patio beside the barbecue and sat down, face to face on a nearby bench.

"So, I need to tell you something," she said with a frown. "It might make you mad but I want to be open and honest with you, like I was in the restaurant on our date."

Zack nodded, understanding, her words reminding him of her admitting to fucking Kurt in his bedroom that night he had gotten lost and almost ran over by Lisa's dad. He suddenly felt apprehensive, wondering what or who she'd done this time.

"You remember I left my panties on the door handle last night to let Gavin know we were in there?" Ashley reminded him. It had only bee a bit of fun between two sexually charged teenagers. She could never have known what that one action would lead to. "Well, when I came out they were gone. I went looking for them and I found them in the living room, wrapped around Gavin's dick."

"Ooooh, ok," Zack accepted hesistantly, unsure if this was the entirety of the story. "What did you do?"

"I wasn't the only one there. Victoria had already found him and we started to tease him, to get him back for taking my panties. But then it also seemed like a perfect situation to help Vicky and Gavin reunite, given their recent relationship problems." Ashley explained.

"What exactly happened, Ash?"

"Basically, I got him to eat Victoria out," Ashley bit her lip.

"That's not so bad. It's a bit weird and above and beyond the normal boundaries of friendship, but you had me worried." Zack laughed. "I thought you'd fucked him or something."

"Oh, no, I would never" Ashley joined with his laughter. "It was only a handjob."

"Wait, what?" Zack snapped, his laughter dying in an instance.

"Well, he had his hands full with Vicky and I dunno, it seemed unfair that he wouldn't get to cum with her," Ashley swallowed hard. "I got carried away trying to help them, I know that, but it was all for their benefit. And I'm telling you now, because I don't want this to end up coming from someone else and you'd think I intentionally hid it because it meant more than it really did."

"Did anything else happen?" Zack asked through gritted teeth.

"No. Well, I kissed Victoria but I don't know if that'd bother you as much." Ashley admitted.

She was right, it didn't bother Zack as much as the handjob she gave his best friend. He tried to imagine his girlfriend and her best friend lip locked but he just couldn't conjure the image in his mind. Victoria was usually far too sheltered and straight laced to do something like that.

"Are you mad?" Ashley inquired.

"I don't know." Zack said with a sigh, looking away from his girlfriend.

"How can you not know?" Ashley arched an eyebrow. "Either it makes you angry or it doesn't."

"I feel like I should be angry, and I'm certainly not happy about you touching my best friend's dick," Zack said. "But I guess I can understand that it was just a situation that spun out of control, and I do appreciate that you told me."

"Thank you," Ashley squeaked, not daring to push her luck too much.

"Ashley, I don't want this to be a relationship where I constantly have to keep excusing your sexual exploits," Zack told her firmly. "I want this to be about us. You and me. Not you, me and this week's accident."

"Zack, please believe me, that's what I want too," Ashley said, taking his hand in hers. "Do you really think that I'd go through everything we went through with Brandon and Chloe just to throw it all away now? You are the one I want."

"I want to believe you. Part of me thinks you love the thrill almost as much as you love me though. But I'm willing to forgive you this one last time. It was just a hand-job and you were just trying to help Victoria," Zack relented. "I swear though, if this happens one more time, I don't care what the circumstances or the intentions. We're done."

"Oh, thank you, thank you," Ashley said, leaping over and kissing Zack. "I promise it'll never happen again. You're the only man for me, Mr. Bishop."

Zack smiled, softly and sadly, unsure if he could really trust her word right now. Unfortunately he didn't have much time to contemplate it as Victoria appeared to let Ashley know their toast was ready.

Little over half an hour later and the six were packed up, fed and ready to head out. Zack stood in the living room to see them out, waving to the others and kissing Ashley as they went. In all the hustle to leave, the cabin had been full of noise but now, with no one there but him, a heavy silence filled the cabin.

"Looks like it's just you and me..." a silky voice cut through the quiet.

Zack turned, his jaw dropping open when he saw Lisa standing by the hallway, her gorgeous caramel skin glowing inside a set of black lace lingerie. Her heavy medium tits were incased in an open cup bra, the caged strapping lifting and supporting her soft mounds while lace detailing hid her nipples from view.

Between her legs a thick black gusset veiled her actual pussy, but the connecting triangular strapping showed off her fully shaven pubis, while twin straps held it to her hips. Revelling in his watching eyes, Lisa turned around slowly, allowing him to see her ass, two full globes separated only by a single line of fabric.

Zack felt his cock lurch into action as Lisa finished her turn, allowing Zack's eyes to soak in her tits and mound again. His thick cock lurched against his shorts, **** to get at the beauty before him. What the fuck was he going to do? He'd just got done telling Ashley off for getting involved with other people and here he was alone with a sexy Latina with tits and ass like a goddess that was insistent on fucking him. And everyone had just left, it'd just be him and Lisa, alone, for hours. How the fuck was he supposed to resist her for that long? And as more blood rushed to his penis he found the better question was, did he really want to?