Rescue Rapture

Whitney's heart raced while time slowed down around her. There was zero chance she could hide the evidence of Lacey and Austin's fucking, and her own half-nakedness. Maybe she could reach the yoga pants that she kicked off to the side, but even that seemed iffy. And it wouldn't matter if the person came from upstairs as they would've already had a bird's eye view of the scene.

So, she waited with uneasiness and curiosity, her ears straining for any more hints. Newly constructed, it appeared that only one stair creaked as the cabin's floorboards settled in, leading Whitney to have a thought. I'll need to figure out which stair creaks for future sneaking around purposes, of course. A thin smile formed at the corners of her mouth as she considered all the future possibilities for why she would be sneaking around.

A slight noise, maybe a shoe slipping on a stair, on the stairwell leading down to the walk-out level piqued the blonde's interest while giving her a moment of relief. Well, at least it's not one of Lacey's parents. After her dad's blowup yesterday, that would be the worst person to walk in on all of this.

The top of a head appeared in Whitney's line of sight just to the edge of the Christmas tree; then, a beautiful face came into view. So relieved was Whitney that she didn't notice the distracted look on the person's face. Instead, the teenager raised her arm to give a big, slow wave in a laid-back style as the woman reached the main floor.

"Hiya, Skye. What you up to?"

Startled, Skye snapped out of her worried musings, looking around to find the voice that greeted her. Smiling back nervously, the young woman moved to toward her newest friend and lover. As she walked closer, Skye's nervous look quickly turned to surprise as the naked bodies of Lacey and Austin revealed themselves on the rug in front of the fireplace. Looking over at the blonde, the new arrival realized that Whitney was naked from the waist down.

"Why do I keep walking in on people having sex?" Skye muttered softly to herself but still loud enough for the other person awake in the room to hear.

An eyebrow raised, a head cocked slightly to the side; that's how Whitney took the young woman's comment. Ooh, is someone fucking downstairs? I gotta hear the details of this...wait, I fucked down there! Did she see me? Crap, I left Vance naked on the pool table. The question prepared, Whitney's lips began to move, but they were instantly cut off.

"-- myyy gaawwwdddd!"

Skye's whole body jerked as she turned to look at the closed bathroom door in shock, while Whitney's amused eyes merely flickered for a moment in the same direction.

"Yep, sounds like half the cabin is fucking tonight," Whitney remarked dryly. "You get any?"

"N-no. Who's in there?"

"Guess you'll need to have a seat here and wait to find out. Who did you walk in on?"

The nervous look on Skye's face showed back up. Despite how much she liked Whitney, the brunette didn't want to admit that she watched the teen have sex with Lana at her side. "Uh, I guess you'll need to wait to find out too."

A soft, happy clap came from Whitney. "Oh, good one! Secrets are the best when you have to wait for them to be exposed."

"Um, yeah...so are you insane, Whitney?!" Skye asked, raising her voice at the end of her question. Part of her felt the need to be a responsible grownup at the moment.

"What did I do?" Shit! She saw us, didn't she?

Waving her hand at the two naked teens passed out on the floor, Skye responded, "Fucking right in the middle of the cabin! Anyone, including one of your parents, could have walked right in on you three."

"What can I say? Sometimes one or three get wrapped up in the moment and do crazy stuff," Whitney replied, shrugging her shoulders. "And I wouldn't talk if I were you. I seem to recall our photoshoot at the hot springs." Whitney held up a single finger before adding a second one. "Then there was last night just over there on the dining room table."

"Fine, I lose my head at times too. But at least I don't do it where my mom could walk in on it."

"Hmm, speaking of losing your head: you wanna help me out?" the teenager suggested, spreading her legs open again.

"You can't be serious? Didn't you have enough already?" the flabbergasted young woman challenged.

"What's that mean?" Whitney challenged, but Skye didn't bite. "Austin over there doesn't put on much of a show." The teen gave a dismissive flick of the wrist in the snoring teen's direction. "C'mon, just a quick repeat of last night won't harm anyone."

"I don't th--"

"--FASTER!" a woman's voice echoed out of the bathroom.

"See, we still have time until Door Number One opens to reveal our contestants," Whitney noted. A high pitch keen came from the opposite side of the room, causing Skye to turn toward the sunroom.

"Another couple?" she asked in shock, motioning at the French doors.

"Oh, did I forget that we have a pair of contestants behind Door Number Two? Actually, I think we got a third pair that ran off somewhere too," Whitney revealed with a shrug. "So, you wanna join in or what?"

"Oh, fine!"

The only reply back to the young woman was a smirk from a teen used to getting her way. Slouching down a little more, Whitney spread her legs further to provide easy access to her lover. For someone that acts so ****, Skye sure dove in fast. Ooh, yeah...

Down below the teen and her thoughts, Skye wondered what she was doing. At any moment, someone could walk in on them. Especially a returning Fred. That's why she pulled back from fooling around with Lana, and that was in a bedroom. There was the couple fucking in the bathroom and another going at in the sunroom. Either one of the couplings could be ending soon, and they would have to walk right past her and Whitney. Sure, she was pissed at Fred, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings. If anything, the gorgeous model had a history of letting others walk all over her rather than hurt their feelings.

Throwing her head backward, Whitney's engine started to rev back up from the pleasing tongue. Reaching down, she patted her pussylicker's head. Lowering her head again, Whitney meant to look into Skye's eyes for when she discovered any of Vance's spunk that she might have missed when she cleaned up. Instead, her attention paused on something else. Suddenly, a strange feeling inched its way into her consciousness. A touch of guilt intertwined with a desire to be selfless. A speck of an idea sparked. Rapidly the idea expanded into a canvass of art. One that Whitney wanted to create now. You're such a wicked bitch; you know that.

"Hey, I have an idea."

Lacey's pleasant dream had tumbled out of control. Standing on the sidelines as the Fighting Bees tacked on another touchdown, the cheerleader didn't need to hype up the home crowd as they were already buzzing at the score. Honey Hollow now led Blackbridge by a whooping 56-3 score halfway through the third quarter.

A big grin met her stud of a boyfriend as he trotted over to her. Not caring that he was dirty and sweaty, Lacey jumped into his arms, giving him a joyful hug.

"Hey, let's get out of here," Austin whispered into her ear.

"What about the game?" Lacey asked, stunned that he would want to leave. "You're close to setting a record."

"Ah, let Howie have some playing time." Austin motioned to his junior backup. "I want to take you somewhere and make love to my girl."

The couple raced to the locker room, where Lacey quickly shed her gold with black trim cheer uniform. There on the bench, Austin went down on her. Cooing at his magnificent tongue, Lacey felt an orgasm approaching. Opening her eyes as it neared, she gasped in horror.

A portion of the football team now stood around, hovering over the bench as they watched the couple. Marcus smirked in amusement while Max's eyes flickered away in embarrassment before returning. As if on cue, Winkie fainted at the sight of Lacey's tight, naked body. Frantically, she tapped Austin on the head to get his attention. Halting his incredible cunt work, her boyfriend's face, dripping with her juices, smiled at her.

"Let them watch, Lace. I want my team to see my hot girl and wish they were with you. Come on, let's put on a show."

Nervous but excited, Lacey slowly nodded her consent at his idea. Austin moved up to straddle the bench, lining his manly dick up to her needy pussy. Sighing as contact was made, the ginger closed her eyes. Making love to Austin felt so good to her. However, knowing that his teammates stood there watching nagged at her mind. Something felt off about the moment. Something felt wrong.

Opening her eyes, Lacey gasped in horror again. The football team still watched, only this time they were naked, looming over the rutting couple. Oscar watching menacingly as he stroked his cock. At least, Marcus had the decency not to touch his as it stood straight out. Something about this situation now felt scary. Her dream felt like a nightmare. Even more so as the Brawny Boys moved forward, surrounding the couple like they huddled around their quarterback on the field. She quickly tapped, then slapped Austin's head to get his attention.

"Don't worry about them, Lace. Look at them. They all want you," Austin smiled, his teeth now looking like fangs. "Have a touch, have a taste." He nodded to the guys stroking their cocks on each side of her head. "Haven't you ever imagined sucking off Oscar or getting gangbanged by my offensive line?"

"Auss, stop! I don't like this!" Lacey yelled at him, squirming her body to free herself.

"No! You're the one that likes to show off that body of yours and tease my friends. They deserve a taste."

"No, they don't! And I don't tease them. Why would you say that?"

"Lacey, I'm the captain of this team. I'm supposed to lead by example and reward my teammates for their good work. And I've made my decision. You're going to fuck them all!"

"No, please, no! Someone, anyone, help me!" Lacey desperately struggled to free herself as the line of cocks marched closer.

BANG

The locker room door exploded open with ****. Hinges broken, the door fell to the floor as a white horse galloped into the room, trampling the players who didn't flee fast enough. Coming to a halt, a knight in shining steel armor leaped off his trusty steed. With his feet planted on the tile-floored, the knight pulled his sword from its scabbard.

A feeling of peace took over the body of the petite princess.

"Unhand thy maiden, you foul ogres!" shouted the knight, swinging his sword viciously as limbs fell to the floor, oddly with no blood. Lacey screamed as the three heads of the Brawny Boys bounced around the tiled floor.

"I'll get you for thisss," Austin hissed as he fled, helping a one-legged Oscar and a one-armed Marcus. "Watch your back, knight!"

The peace inside of Lacey now glowed, warming her body, especially in her loins. She watched in anticipation as the knight reached up to raise his visor.

"Oooooh!" Lacey moaned in delight.

"Seems like she likes that. Don't stop!" A voice broke into Lacey's dream.

"No, no, I have to see..." the redhead moaned, awakening but trying to re-enter the sandman's realm. Unfortunately, her connection to the dream had been interrupted, and her knight disappeared before his or her face could be revealed.

Eyes fluttering open, Lacey still could feel the burning sensation of pleasure between her legs. Looking down, she saw a mess of brown hair mixed with blonde highlights.

"S-Skye?"

The young woman lapping at her pussy, raised her eyes to meet Lacey's, and winked. At the same time, a voice alerted the redhead to another presence in the room.

"Don't mind her; she's just finishing up where Austin failed."

"W-Whitney?"

"Yep, over here. Hi!" Whitney brightly announced, giving a friendly wave with her free hand. The other one was busy taking care of unfinished business itself. "Sounds like you were having quite a dream."

"Uh, I guess soooo!" The ginger trilled as the tongue hit a particularly sensitive spot.

"Sit back and relax. Skye's got a wonderful tongue and skills."

Lacey felt utterly confused at the moment from her dream, the pleasure she felt, and at Whitney seemingly implying that she and Skye had sex before. Whimpering over and over, the petite cheerleader couldn't believe how close she was to finally having an orgasm.

"She's good, isn't she?" inquired Lacey's close friend.

"Oh! Yesss...good," replied the redhead, arching her back to push her mound deeper into the tongue.

The sight of her friend getting into her first-ever lesbian fun proved too much for Whitney. The busty blonde cried out as she finally felt some sexual relief with her long-building orgasm. A cascade effect took over the room, Lacey keened as she experienced her own explosion of joy, and Skye felt a quiver herself as the delectable ginger's juices poured into her mouth. Yet, they were all eclipsed moments later.

"--GAWWWDDD!!!!!"

"Sounds like everyone is cumming now," Whitney giggled, not sounding at all like herself. Skye wondered even more about the identities of the bathroom fuckers, and Lacey, in her bliss, assumed she imagined the shriek of passion. "Guess we better clean up now."

Surveying the wet globs of cum covering Lacey's breasts, tummy, and belly button, Skye turned to Whitney. "Wanna give me a hand with this?"

"Eww, no. Just the thought of tasting Austin is making me feel very stomach churny. It's all yours."

Not knowing Austin, Skye figured what the heck and slowly worked her tongue into the girl's belly button. The slithering tongue tickled the teen, causing more of those giggles that Skye found adorable. After she slurped up the streaks of semen from her upper stomach, the young woman paused before moving up to Lacey's breasts.

"Looks like I finally got to taste the cum I helped clean from your jacket earlier," the restaurant hostess whispered so that Whitney couldn't hear.

"Nuh-uh, it's not the same one," Lacey whispered back in-between giggles.

Dumbfounded at the thought of the seemingly innocent girl having cum from someone other than her boyfriend on her coat, Skye couldn't find the words.

"Hurry up and clean this evidence too." Lacey gently pushed the other woman's head down to her cum-covered tit, moaning at the contact.

Whitney heard the whispering but couldn't make out the words. Never would she have imagined what her best friend revealed. Instead, she assumed it was playful talk between two new lovers.

The sound of the bathroom door opening grabbed the attention of both girls facing the door. Skye looked up in surprise to see Gabriela staring back, equally surprised. At the opposite end of the surprise spectrum, Whitney sat grinning knowingly. They both watched as Gabby partially closed the door, obviously speaking to her lover. Opening the door back up a little, the older woman slid out, closing the door behind her.

"Hey, Mrs. Lockett! What's the haps?"