Take the Power Back

‘Brandon thinks he’s sooooo smart sending his slut ex-girlfriend after Trent’, Madison thought as she stomped down the hallway. Sure, he would have been perfect, her brother’s friend and rival, getting the prize that her brother had set aside. The very fact that Brandon had stopped it proved to her that fucking Trent would have gotten under Brandon’s skin. But, if Trent thought that Ashley and her ass were a better option then they deserved each other. There were other people she could fuck to make Brandon jealous. Anyone would do, really, so long as she came, Brandon would feel it. There were plenty of people in the cabin, and no one said it had to be a guy.

Her mind immediately went to Heather. She remembered how the dark-haired cheer captain had touched her clit while shaving her mound and then kissed her and dipped her fingers, slick with her own juices inside Madison’s puss. The intention had been to get Madison to be less squeamish about wearing Heather’s damp panties, but as Ravers heir had said, ‘what’s a little fluid swapping between friends?’ Unfortunately, Heather seemed to be on her brother’s side, thinking that fucking another man to make him realise just how much he really didn’t want that was a bad idea, so she might require some convincing.

As she passed by the master bedroom, the door opened, almost automatic, and a head with golden blonde hair poked out, looking down the hall towards the living room and then up, catching sight of Madison’s tremendous ass, wrapped up tight in a long dress. She could tell by the pert, round shape, the long, dark hair and her frame that it was Madison Cole. She stopped when she heard the door opening and looked around at Victoria, suddenly blushing and flustered to have been caught looking at the other girl’s ass once again.

“Ma-Madison, um, have you seen Kurt?” she asked, looking down towards the living room again. “He went to get me some water but that was a while ago.”

“No, sorry,” Madison replied, biting her lip, remembering another incident.

With everything else that had happened that morning, Madison had forgotten about waking up, Brandon’s old shirt she had been wearing to bed ridden up over her ass, Victoria snuggled in tight with her hand, not simply on the cheek, but curled under her thigh, her fingers almost touching her pussy. It had been a little shocking at first. The tall, blonde poised to finger her is not what she expected to wake up to. But she was also somewhat proud of Victoria. Clearly, she was struggling with a need, and being so close to Madison had clearly been tempting to her, however, she had succeeded in resisting, persevering in her new leaf. What better way to reward her, Madison thought, than to give her exactly what she wanted?

Quickly, Madison shoved Victoria back into the room, swinging the door closed over behind her, the blonde hurriedly backing into the room, bewildered by the sudden aggressiveness of the dark-haired girl. Madison’s hazel eyes flashed with determination and ferociousness, like a wild animal with eyes on its prey, but Victoria didn’t understand. She’d only asked about Kurt, yet Madison seemed riled up by something.

“Wh-what’s going on?” Victoria stammered, as Madison paused.

“I just wanted your opinion on something…or a few things,” Madison purred, posing and pushing out her chest in the buttoned-down dress. Heather had been right, without the bra her nipples poked sexily through the fabric of the dress, emphasizing her arousal. “I borrowed this dress from Chloe. Do you like it?”

Victoria swallowed and averted her gaze. “Um, yeah, it’s nice.”

“Boo, that’s the same thing Gavin said,” Madison pouted, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. “I wanna know if I look sexy.”

“Oh, right, yeah, it’s hot,” Victoria offered, but Madison’s pointed stare told her that the brunette wanted more details. “The tightness really accentuates your curves and shows off your, uh, boobs.”

“Mmm, glad you like it. Now…” she began as she grabbed the hem of the skirt and lifted it up over her ass, at the same time turning and bending slightly to give Victoria a completely unobstructed view of her smooth, toned ass, the clam between her legs only barely hidden by the black panties that ran between the cheeks. “And this thong that Heather gave me, how does it look good?”

“Madison…” Victoria gasped, her breathing becoming strained. “Why are you asking me this?”

“Because I want to know if this underwear makes my ass look good.” Madison said, wiggling her hips back and forth teasingly. “Like…good enough to eat? Does my ass look delicious bent over like this with just a tiny bit of fabric in the middle?”

“Oh shit,” Victoria said, Madison’s specific words about eating and delicious making the blonde realise that she knew Victoria had been thinking about, and almost done last night. Simultaneously though, a current of desire powered through her body, erupting from her core like an old wound that had burst open. “Listen, about last night, I…”

“Don’t worry, Vicky,” Madison cooed, interrupting but calming. “Just answer the question.”

“Your ass is already amazing, Madison, but that thong does make it look really beautiful,” Victoria answered, allowing her lust control of her tongue for a second. “Like, it looks so exposed but there’s this one little bit still hidden from the world. I just want to feel it and touch it, just to make sure it’s real, because it looks too perfect to actually exist.”

Beaming, Madison reached back again, and took the sides of the thong in her fingers, slowly, tantalizingly, drawing them down her freshly shaved, shimmering legs, until they dropped to the floor around her feet. She stepped out, and widened her stance, stretching out her arms to the wall in front of her for balance as she gave Victoria a complete display of her ass and pussy, a trail of drool leaking from her lower lips, salivating at Victoria’s praise and the thought of what she was about to do with the tall, gorgeous blonde.

“Does it still look as good then, without the panties? Do you think my pussy looks pretty? Is it prettier knowing that Shawn came right deep inside of it last night?” Madison asked, knowing very well that any seed Shawn had planted inside her last night was likely either incorporated into her body by now, or, worse case scenario, fertilizing an egg. But still, the idea itself was hot, and the perfect way to tempt the blonde. “I bet, if you licked and sucked hard enough, you could still taste him.”

“Why?” Victoria cried, wondering if she’d been mistaken about Madison, if Shawn really had gotten to her. “Why are you doing this? Saying this? Did Shawn put you up to it? Is that why Kendra’s here?”

“Nope, this is all me,” Madison sang, swaying back and forth on the balls of her feet, pushing her pussy back at Victoria. “I know about last night,” she confirmed. “I know you had the opportunity to do this, to just take it, and you didn’t. So, I thought I’d reward you in a very special way.”

“Ok, ok, let me get this straight,” Victoria nodded, calming down. “You want to reward me for not fingering and licking Shawn’s cum from your pussy last night by letting me do it today?”

“Exactly,” Madison declared brightly. “On your terms, because it was offered to you, not because you’re giving in or falling back.”

“I don’t know…” Victoria whimpered, looking longingly as the brunette bent over in front of her, like a deliciously round poisoned apple.

“Tell me this,” Madison insisted, sensing that Victoria was close to abandoning everything and just sticking her face between Madison’s cheeks. “Are you hesitating because you don’t want to, or because you’re afraid of Shawn’s influence coming back?”

“…Shawn…” Victoria confessed, her voice low.

“Then isn’t that just another form of giving him control?” Madison asked. “Doing what he tells you and not doing what you think he might want, but it’s all about him. But what do you want Vicky? What do you want to do with the girl standing bent over, offering herself to you?”