Salja’s Mission

The other car full of people had had a good laugh as they made their way to Frat Row and the point where they were going to meet the folks from the other car. Everyone had decided that working in a larger group would be better and safer after Mary’s arrest. Plus everyone was excited and wanted an **** break to get the inhibitors loosened up a bit more.

They had ended up back at the house that Salja had met Jessica at last night. Between Salja, Susanna (who had hooked up with a brother the night before), and Jessica they had no problem getting into the already raging party. As the group spread out through the party Salja wandered over to the bar to grab a beer. She almost jumped when she felt a hand on her lower back and lips move towards her ear.

“Don’t look now but Dave from last night just realized your here. Follow me.” Salja recognized Jessica’s voice and took the hand of the brunette she had met the night before and allowed her to lead her away from the bar and around the crowded dance floor. Together the went up the same staircase as last night and the brunette lead Salja into the same messy frat guys bedroom as the night before.

“Strip.” Jessica commanded as she shut the door.

“What?” Salja asked with some surprise as she slowly turned back to face the brunette.

“Your mission is to have sex with someone in a relationship. I am currently in a relationship. Though probably not for much longer after my fuckboy of a boyfriend sobers up. So I suggest you strip before I change my mind.” Jessica explained with a cool precision.

Salja just stared briefly at the girl who less than 24 hours ago had eaten her out in this very room but had refused to let Salja reciprocate because of her relationship. Now she wanted to fuck Salja. Realizing that this had been exactly what she had been fantasizing about since that moment Salja removed her sweater revealing her tits and then worked off her pants and underwear revealing her now shaved snatch to the brunette.

“Feet shoulder width apart and hands behind your head.” Was Jessica’s next command. Salja adjusted herself and laced her fingers behind her head pulling her hair back in the process.

“Well that’s certainly new.” Jessica commented referencing Saljas now bare pussy.

“I had to shave it for a mission.”

“I like it.” The brunette replied simply running the back of her hand over Salja’s mound. Then slowly with two fingers she parted Saljas lips and gently probed her slit with a third. Shockwaves of pleasure started shooting through Salja as Jessica teased her clit a few times. Then just as quickly as she had started she stopped.

“You’re very wet.” Jessica commented with a wry smile.

“I am? Hadn’t noticed.” Salja breathed out.

“Really? Well here take a look.” Jessica brought her fingers up to Salja’s face and instinctively Salja opened her mouth to receive them tasting her own sweet juices as she slowly and as seductively as possible cleaned the brunettes fingers off. Extracting her fingers from Salja’s mouth Jessica slowly sauntered to behind Salja our of sight. Salja didn’t move from her assigned position. Instead she let the anticipation of the brunettes next touch or action turn her on more and more.

After several painfully agonizing minutes that felt like hours Salja felt a pair of soft hands start to run themselves across her torso from behind. One hand slowly sliding itself up to grope at her breasts while the other again slide down to her pussy to start to massage her clit. As the body behind her pulled itself in close she could feel the heat of skin on skin contact meaning Jessica had discarded any clothing she had been wearing.

Salja moaned as soft lips started to kiss her shoulder blades. Occasionally they stopped to bite gently. Salja slowly started to buck her hips allowing her to grind her pussy against the hand that was fingering her and to also grind her ass into the pelvis of the small brunette behind her. She felt herself go weak in the knees that acted as a precursor to her orgasm. As this happened the hands stopped and the body moved away. The noise that escaped the Filipinos mouth was akin to a wimpier.

“Turn around.” The brunette again commanded.

Keeping her hands behind her head Salja turned to see Jessica in all her glory. The small B-Cup tits along with the six pack abs all above her neatly trimmed triangle brown bush.

“Get your phone and take a picture. I need to help your friend Wally out. I wouldn’t want it to seem like I’m playing favorites.” Salja did as she was told taking a very seductive picture of Jessica full frontal with her hands on her hips. She sent the picture in a text to Wally.

“Good. Now set your phone up to record and repay the favor I gave you last night.”

As the brunette climbed onto the bed Salja set up the phone and then took her position between Jessica’s legs. She had no clue exactly what to do just attempted to do what came with instinct. She probed Jessica’s slut with her tongue and once she found her clit started doing anything and everything she could think of. Flicking, moving in a clockwise and then counter clockwise motion, sucking kissing, and even some soft biting. Salja’s only guide to what was working were the loud moans of the girl above her. She kept at it as the moans turned to screams and finally in a body shaking yelp of pleasure that resulted in the brunettes thin but powerful legs wrapping around Salja head.

The brunette then pulled Salja up and flipped her onto her back and pushed her legs apart. Much to Salja’s surprise Jessica did not move her head between her legs but instead brought it forward to kiss Salja passionately interlocking tongues. Salja felt the pressure of Jessica’s mound pressed against hers and the Brunnette weaved her legs in and around Salja’s. Instinctively the black haired girl bucked her hips forward and found the Jessica was pushing right back. Within minutes they had found a rhythm that allowed them to rub their clits together as they tribbed away at each other.

Salja’s orgasm grew more and more as she stared into the bright blue eyes on the small pretty face that stared right back into hers. Their moans together magnifying the sound till the din of it was louder than even the squeaking of the bed. The twin screams of pleasure at the resulting dual orgasm we’re sure to have been heard over the loud base of the music downstairs.