Tamara Starts To 'Show'...

Trying not to hyperventilate, Tamara kept her focus on her end goal, slowly guiding her backwards until the blonde found herself falling onto her own bed. Now on her back, Jessica looked up at Tamara nervously, not sure what to say or do as the brunette leaned down and kissed her full on the mouth.

Jessica moaned, her already overly stimulated body sending sparks up and down her spine at the contact of their lips, which grew even stronger as Tamara's tongue began playing with her own. This was not her first kiss, or even her first french kiss. It was, however, her first kiss of any kind with another woman... and it was blowing her mind.

Eventually, Tamara came up for air, leaving Jessica panting for breath as the other girl then began kissing the side of her face, trailing down her neck and extending her tongue to lick at the hollow of Jessica's throat.

"W-wait, Mistress," she gasped, "I... I don't know... I..."

Tamara paused, her hands stroking up and down Jessica's sides as she smiled at the girl beneath her. Hoping her voice remained steady, she said, "It's okay... if you really want me to stop, just say so at any time. But... think about this too."

After a short pause, she added, "I wish I knew what kind of sexy stuff gets you off the hardest."

Jessica's body thrashes beneath Tamara's as the pleasure of wish granting hit her hard once more. Tamara's eyes widening and her smile growing lopsided as the knowledge she requested came to her. Her hands then slid up to the straps of Jessica's dress, sliding them down until her pale breasts popped free, the blonde's nipples pink, hard pebbles. She shivered as Tamara let her go so that she could pull down her own dress straps and expose her own, massive tits. Her larger nipples were also fully erect and she leaned back down, pressing their tit flesh together.

"Someone liked touching boobs," Tamara whispered as she pressed her lips against Jessica's ear, "So let's see how it feels without anything in the way..."

Jessica wanted to say something, anything, but the tingling sensation of Tamara's nipples pressing into and rubbing against her own stole her breath away. As she struggled to gather her thoughts, her back unconsciously arched to offer more of her body for the stimulation. Tamara hummed in pleasure as she enjoyed the contact as well, her hands sliding down to slowly bunch up Jessica's skirt.

The teenager-turned-genie gasped as she felt Tamara's fingers hook into the waistband of her panties. Again, she found her ability to say something overwhelmed by how much her head was swimming both from the myriad physical sensations and the beer in her system. Was she really consenting to this? Tamara had said she would stop if asked, so why could she not say the words?

Tamara pulled back from Jessica to slide down her body, simultaneously sliding her panties down her legs to expose her wet, lower lips. Still trying to look like she was confident and poised, despite her own hammering heartbeat, she tossed the article of clothing aside and guided Jessica's legs to rest on her shoulders, leaning her head in as she huskily whispered, "I wouldn't already know where to touch you, where to breathe on you, where to... lick you... without your powers. This is another way our deal can benefit you."

Jessica tensed up as Tamara firmly stared at her dripping wet lower lips, feeling like a deer in the headlights of the other woman's lustful gaze. She was overall still unsure if she wanted this, but her curiosity was growing to see how it felt and they had gone this far so all she could think of to do was lay back and shut her eyes as she started to feel the tip of Tamara's tongue touch her labia...

... And then there was the sound of multiple loud pops, like firecrackers going off, followed by screams of confusion and a very sour smell wafting in from the open window.

The two jumped off the bed, pulling their tops back up and Jessica pulling her skirt back down before they both headed to the window to look out at what had once been the party bellow. A thick, white smoke curled up from several points, mostly from where the beer pong game had been but now was the sight of a doubled over Chad puking up the beer that he had ingested up to that point as several other party-goers staggered about, covering their mouth and noses.

"Oh god," Tamara groaned, "Who set off stink bombs?!"

Out of the corner of her eye, Jessica noticed Kevin, wearing her baseball cap, running away from the yard, his backpack now empty. This must have been his original plan for showing up at her place, she realized. Just because he was not invited he had to ruin everyone else's fun? What a creep!

Gritting her teeth in frustration, Tamara snarled, "I wish whoever did this had their stink bombs go off at home before they even got here!"

Jessica gripped the windowsill tightly, oddly glad she was currently panty-less as her pussy quivered and her juices just got her inner thighs moist instead of ruining her clothing. She was also glad to see the party had returned to normal, save for the beer being stronger and all the women being in their new red dresses.

Now that the mood had been killed, Jessica and Tamara shared a nervous look. "So you're...?" Jessica started to ask as she pointed back and forth between them.

"Yeah..." Tamara replied.

"I..." Jessica said, her body still incredibly hot and bothered but the sudden distraction having been enough to make the part of her mind double-guessing the situation reassert itself, "Look... I'm still not sure what to think about all this. I... I need time to process, you know?"

Tamara nodded, trying not to let her shoulders slump too much or let the disappointment she felt filter too much into her voice, "Yeah, I get you. We can talk about this more after school tomorrow, if you want."

"Yeah... that's a good idea," Jessica said, "Besides, if I disappear this early into the party people will think I'm ungrateful... or if I start doubling over out of nowhere they're going to think I'm sick or something."

"No more wishes for tonight," Tamara chuckled softly, reaching out to pat Jessica on the shoulder, "I promise."

Jessica blushed and quickly, perhaps more so than she intended to, departed. This left Tamara to lean against the windowsill and sigh as she watched Jessica's pert little ass wiggle out of the room.

Once she was alone, the enormity of what had just happened hit Tamara.

She had been making out with Jessica! One of her dream girls had been topless with her legs spread underneath her! Hell, she was pretty sure there was a good chance they would have gone all the way if the metaphorical cold water had not been thrown on the situation. Tamara frowned, glad that she had appropriately punished the one responsible for that.

Now she realized, as she looked at the ring on her finger again, she had other things to focus her attention on. She had, both metaphorically and literally, gotten a taste of Jessica... just a taste but it made her want more. While she honestly did not want Jessica as a ****, she could not deny how HOT seeing the normally confident blonde be so meek and helpless had been... and she looked forward to seeing if she could get Jessica in such a submissive state again.

And maybe Tiffany too... or any other woman that caught her eye.