Two girls with visitors

"What the heck is this thing...?" Chloe found herself almost wondering out loud, as she picked up the second of the two rather different objects from Heather's 'shoebox'. She wasn't sure why she'd even done as the other girl had told her in the first place, but soon she could tell that her curiosity was well deserved.

The first of the two things had been easy to identify at least, and the redhead had even considered getting something like it herself at some point, but found all things related to be both expensive and very embarrassing if anyone was ever to find them in her room. Perhaps it would take a girl like Heather to afford them, both in the matter of paying, and to be able and be a proud owner of one.

The object in question was barely any thicker than her own finger, but somewhat longer than she'd expected, and seemed made out of glass or some other hard material. There was also a hatch for a battery at the bottom end of it, which proved it should have some vibrating effect to it, unless it was actually some kind of lamp or something...

The practical uses of the second one still eluded her however, and the name-tag on it's casing only made her all the more confused. Basically it was just yet another stick-shaped object, but more elastic in nature, and with ball-shaped 'knots' at even distances along it's length - thus making it vary greatly in girth from one section to the next.

The memory of Heather and Brandon down in the cellar popped up in her mind though, while she turned the see-through casing around in her hands, and caused her to blush while she tried to imagine what it could possibly feel like to have something like this thing probing her insides...

And it was in this moment that the brunette suddenly appeared in the doorway, interrupting Chloe's chain of thoughts, and causing her blush to start spreading more rampantly across her pretty face. 'Later' was apparently a word that didn't sit well at all in the busty cheerleader captain's vocabulary...

Meanwhile, Victoria had eventually started writing on a thread of her own after she'd managed to finish Gavin's a bit earlier, and she was more than happy to have something to do while staying to herself for a bit. She honestly didn't know what's gotten into her friends lately, or herself either for that matter, though it would seem like their hormones had somehow been running out of control since they arrived at the cabin.

Well, she'd definitively go easier on the booze from now on, or she may end up like yesterday. The whole idea of her posing naked on top of the living room table seemed so distant from herself that she'd never believed it if she wasn't there, but even so she couldn't forget that burning arousal she'd felt during the entire evening...

It was probably the same lingering sense of excitement that had her typing away at her phone right now, and despite her own lack of actual experience she found herself using words and describing feelings that she'd only just learned from the other authors on that site. People like Gavin, who she'd also never expected to be using that kind of language to express himself, and she realized how much she'd suddenly started to look up to him lately.

She was currently writing on a rather hot romantic scene between two of Gavin's characters, and felt a certain warmth start spreading between her legs again, when she was suddenly interrupted by a cautious knock at the door...

"Oh, hey...?" She said, a little surprised to find Ashley peeking into her room, and was glad that she seemed a lot more like her usual self than how she'd been acting yesterday. In fact, she even looked unusually timid right now, as she asked if she could come in. "Uh, yeah... sure...!"

Ashley had been her best friend for a long time after all, and after yesterday she really didn't know how to talk to her again, but now it struck her that the other girl must have been pretty drunk as well. And now she just might be trying to apologize...?

"I'm sorry if I'm interrupting something...?" The other blonde smiled at her softly, which somewhat seemed to confirm Victoria's suspicions. There was a certain curious gleam in her deep blue eyes however, as she sat herself down on the opposite bed, that made her stay on her stay on her guard. "There was... something I'd like to ask you..."

"Yeah, sure..." Vicky agreed, although a bit uneasily, and put her phone away for now. Whatever it was, it should be regarding what happened between them yesterday, and in that aspect she wasn't far off at all - though she wasn't quite prepared for the question that followed.

"Did you like it...?" Ashley asked her - while blushing almost as much as Victoria herself at the question -, but remained seriously curious. And when the green-eyed blonde couldn't really deny that she did, she found her friend immediately brightening up again.

"Wait, no...!" Vicky gasped then, as she realized the other had been carrying something with her, and stared in a moment of shock at the phallic equipment that was shown in front of her eyes. She may not have heard of something quite like it before, if it wasn't for the stories she'd been reading lately, but just one look at the various straps attached gave her a pretty clear picture of how the device should be used.

"I-I'm sorry, Ash..." She found herself stuttering. "But no way...! That's not how I want it...!"

Her friend was fairly persistent however - proving herself surprisingly convincing -, as she'd soon managed to work her way into Vicky's lap, despite of the girl's slowly diminishing objections. Soon enough they were lying back together on the sweet blonde's bed - reliving some pleasures from yesterday -, though this time they were both much more sober, and fully participating from the start.

"A-alright..." Victoria was finally starting to give in, as she could feel her own lust rising with every kiss they shared with one another, but remained hesitant when glancing over to the strap-on that was now sitting beside them on her bed. "On one condition though...!"