Resentment made Trixie glare at the lollipop-sucking girl.
Though it had been a few months since Cherry left her preppy cheerleading days behind in high school, she still loved to dress like one.
Her long, shiny, blonde hair was done up into two pigtails with bangs framing her heart-shaped face. There were two pink bows in her hair that matched the color of her crop top and booty shorts. She often referred to her style as sexy schoolgirl.
Although she held a very girly vibe, Trixie had to admit, Cherry was a gorgeous woman with her long legs, perky titties, and pouty lips.
With Cherry’s energetic entrance, Trixie knew that sleep would have to be put on hold even further. But she saw this as the perfect opportunity to have a good talk with her roommate.
She opened her mouth but closed it again when Cherry started pulling off her clothes. She took a few steps toward the bathroom with every item she shed.
Cherry wore no bra underneath the short top and her breasts bounced as she pulled it up and over her head. Her pink nipples were in a perpetually pointed state.
Trixie noted how carelessly she dropped the top onto the clean floor.
She frowned as Cherry shimmied out of her shorts.
Those too, were carelessly dropped on the floor and soon joined by Cherry's little black thong.
Trixie sat up in bed and hardened her voice. “Cherry, we need to talk. You-”
“Get dressed!” Cherry shouted from inside the bathroom.
She didn’t bother to close the door or the shower curtain. Trixie had a perfect view of her naked body as the water cascaded over it.
This was the norm though. Cherry was not one for modesty. She knew she had a great body and loved to flaunt it any chance she got.
“I just met this cute guy, Eric and his friend, Shayne. Shayne asked me if I had any hot friends and I immediately thought of you! He’s just your type.” she continued.
“You mean twice my age?” Trixie said with certainty.
Trixie had a tendency to go after older men and Cherry knew it. Cherry even encouraged it as she had similar tastes. There was something about a man with experience that got them both hot and bothered.
Trixie felt a pit of excitement settle low in her belly just thinking about it and curiosity topped her need to lecture her friend.
“Well, not quite, but he’s 28 and hunky. You’ll love him, I promise. C’mon, let’s go for a drink! They’re paying.” Cherry announced, smiling as she used a washcloth on her skin.
Trixie realized how easily she was allowing Cherry to distract her and yet she was helpless to stop herself from considering taking time out to play. Especially since the drinks would be free and her bank account was suffering from a deficit.
“I’m so tired...” she moaned and flopped onto her back on the bed. “And I have an important meeting at work tomorrow. It’s early and I can't afford to be late, Cherry. This job is important to me.”
Even to her own ears, her voice sounded weak.
Unwinding with a drink did sound tempting.
She’d been so stressed lately... And she was creaming between her thighs just thinking about the possibility of meeting up with a distinguished man who knew his way around a woman’s body.
“We don’t have to stay out late,” Cherry encouraged. “We can just meet up with these guys, have one drink and if you’re bored we can leave. What do you say? You know you want to.”
Trixie did want to and temptation had her mentally scanning her wardrobe for what she could wear.
She knew she was going out for that drink, but resolved to leave after the one.
Then she would definitely have that talk with Cherry.
As if from a distance, she heard herself say, “Just one drink then we’re leaving and I’m not kidding Cherry.”
From the shower, Cherry whooped and hollered, knowing she had won.
Chapter 3
I dare you
Trixie shook hands with Shayne as Cherry introduced him and his friend, Eric.
Immediately, Trixie knew she didn’t like him
She supposed he looked decent enough in his plain blue jeans and muscle tee showing off his trim body, but his hair was cut so short he almost looked bald. His light blue eyes had yet to meet hers. Instead, he was busy scanning her and the way her clothes hugged her curves.
He looked young, around her age. Not at all like the distinguished, 28-year-old man she had built up in her mind and as Cherry had described him.
The impression was further confounded when he opened his mouth and said, “You’re one hot piece of ass.”
Classy, thought Trixie sarcastically barely keeping from rolling her eyes.
“Why thank you,” she said, but he didn’t seem to hear the disdain in her voice. His eyes lit up, clearly thinking he had a chance with her.
Cherry must have picked up on Trixie's mood, proclaiming, “Let's get to those drinks, boys. We only get more fun once we’re liquored up.”
She hooked her arm around Eric’s and led the way.
Trixie couldn’t help but notice that Eric had a great ass and was more handsome than Shayne, with a more mature air. Cherry had clearly taken the better option of the two men for herself and left the scraps for Trixie.
Trixie was miffed and almost turned away and went back home. The lure of that free drink though… She supposed she could put up with Shayne for a few more minutes.
She turned away from him when he tried to take her hand. With her nose in the air and her ass sashaying, she walked ahead of him.
The foursome took their seats at a table five minutes later and downed their first shots of alcohol.
Trixie had to give these guys props. No matter how repulsive she first found them, they didn’t shy away from buying the good stuff, which was a hell of a lot more expensive.
Trixie was feeling much more relaxed by the time the third round of drinks came and she was starting to think that maybe Shayne wasn’t so bad after all. He was kind of cute in the right light.
He whispered something in her ear she could barely make out above the loud music, but she giggled anyway.
Under the table, his hand traveled over the bare skin of her thigh. She didn’t stop his advances.
Cherry and her date were making out at the opposite corner of the table, hands moving underneath the surface.
Trixie watched them, noting the quick breaths Cherry took, the hard tips of her nipples showing through her dress and the blush of her cheeks.
Eric was pushing all the right buttons with her and it showed.
Shayne pulled Trixie’s attention back to him with a finger on her chin. He looked down at her lips.
She licked them. His eyes tracked the movement hungrily.
Trixie had yet to kiss Shayne.
She knew he was desperate for a taste of her, but she wanted to keep teasing him just a little while longer.
Trixie downed another drink and Shayne leaned in and whispered in her ear.
This time she made out his words.
“Let's dance.”
Cherry and Eric were already on the dance floor dancing close and dirty.
Theirs were the only two bodies in the crowd getting quite so physical. Their movements were reminiscent of fucking and Trixie’s cunt ached in envy. So, she agreed and took Shayne's hand in hers.
Shayne got in close as they claimed a spot on the dance floor close to their friends now intertwined with each other. Hooking his hands around her waist, he ensured there was no space between their bodies and guided her into a slow sway with him.
The way he moved made it obvious he wanted to fuck her. His hardness rubbed and throbbed against her body sending the message without a shadow of a doubt.
She gave herself over to his control, enjoying his desire for her.
It made her feel beautiful and powerful – a feeling she found addictive.
Although her plan had been to have one drink and go back home to the comfort of her bed, she’d
started to think that maybe a good, hard hammering would help her be in a better mood when she met the Regional Director tomorrow.
There was no better slumber than one induced by wild cockride.
Plus, she’d been so stressed at work the last few weeks and when she finally got promoted she knew the pressure would not let up for quite some time.
It was hard to tell when she’d be able let loose and have some fun again. So then why not enjoy this moment to the fullest?
She took a deep breath inhaling the scent of Shayne’s cologne. High on pheromones and tipsy on alcohol, Trixie decided to end his torture. She perched on tippy-toes and kissed him.
He jerked at the first contact of their lips, but did not take long to fall into the kiss.
She continued grinding against him, and his hands caressed her curves.
Down her back his hands went. They cupped her behind and squeezed to mold the peachy shape of her ass. He pulled her closer so she could feel his cock pulse against her through his jeans. It grew more prominent with every passing second.
He was big, she could tell. Her body ached to have all that hardness filling her deep inside. Her stiff nipples poked through the sheer fabric of her top. Her thighs were getting slick from the cream seeping from her center.
Oh, how she wanted to get laid right now.
Someone bumped into her from behind and her lips slipped away from Shayne’s.
Before she could turn around, Cherry shouted in her ear, “Let's do body shots!”
The night only got wilder from then on as the group went back to their table
Trixie was sitting on the table with Shaye between her thighs.
Salt was sprinkled close to the hem of her skirt, which had slipped up enough to reveal her red thong.
Shayne licked the white crystals off slowly and methodically as he held her gaze, communicating his need to take things even further.
She shivered in delight at the feel of his tongue on her skin, but it ended all too soon. He took a shot then sucked the lime from her mouth.
Behind them, Cherry and Eric were egging them on. They cheered loudly and Cherry passed Trixie another shot, a reward. Trixie lost count of how many bottles the four of them had emptied since they’d first sat down.
She threw her head back and laughed. Catching a glimpse of the time on someone's phone.
3:03 a.m.
Holy fuck.
How could she have let things get so out of hand?
She should have been asleep hours ago!
She pushed herself off the table and back into her seat.
To Shayne's puzzled look, she said “I really have to get home. I have an important job interview in four hours.”
“But-” he started.
She ignored him and signaled Cherry. “We need to leave. Now!”
Twenty minutes later, they were all outside waiting for the car that Eric had called.
The early morning air was cold and both girls huddled against each other.
Instead of offering their coats, the two men came up with a brilliant idea.
“You girls should make out,” Eric suggested, leering and making a crude gesture with his tongue. “That would be so freaking hot!”
“Uh, no.” was Trixie's instinctive response.
“Don't be such a stick in the mud,” Eric said.
“No way.” Trixie crossed her arms.
She then noticed the way Cherry eyed her when Shayne said the three words that sealed the two young girls’ fates.
“I dare you.”
The two of them simply could not resist a dare, and that was how Trixie found herself with Cherry's tongue in her mouth.
Though neither had ever been attracted to other women, they French kissed passionately.
Although it started out as a way to meet the boys’ challenge, they didn’t stop the spectacle they were making of themselves on the sidewalk. How could they when the boys made it clear how impressed they were by the way the girls’ tongues slipped and slid against each others’? Especially when it felt so good.
Trixie wrapped her arms around Cherry and molded the girl's soft curves through the skin-tight dress that she wore.
They started to moving together and Trixie felt Cherry's hard nipples rub against her own equally erect nubs.
She moaned and pressed herself harder against Cherry, who was just as into their girl-on-girl play.
They didn’t even stop when the car arrived. The two men guided them inside and only briefly inquired as to their address.
Things became a lot hotter and heavier in the backseat of the car as the driver looked on in the rearview mirror. The thought of him being turned on by what he saw made Trixie even more aroused.
Cherry pulled away and Trixie moaned with disappointment.
Cherry pulled down the front of her top, exposing her breasts and began sucking gently on Trixie’s hard left nipple. Sharp feelings shot around in Trixie’s body and made her back arch in pleasure.
Soft fingers teased the hem of Trixie's skirt before moving higher to push the barrier of her thong to the side.
Cherry teased the wet and welcoming flesh as Trixie opened her legs wide. Male hands grabbed her thighs and helped keep them lewdly spread.
Two fingers penetrated Trixie as she arched further into Cherry's mouth and looking into Shayne’s eyes. Soon the sound of Trixie being fingered to orgasm filled the space.
“That’s so damn hot,” came a male voice, but Trixie was too high on pleasure to know who it belonged to.
She didn’t really care as she pulled Cherry's head up for a kiss. Her fingers pulled Cherry's dress up revealing a tight little pussy covered by no panties at all. Cherry straddled Trixie’s thighs and descended upon her fingers as if riding a cock.
As the car zipped through the streets of the big city, Trixie returned the favor and Cherry's moans filled the cab as ravenous male eyes watched.
“Hot damn! I cannot wait to fuck you hot bitches.” a man said. Trixie identified the voice as Eric’s.
She smiled around Cherry’s bouncing nipple.
Anticipating the hot session to come, she completely forgot the reason she’d left the bar in the first place.
Chapter 4
Disposable girlmeat
When the car pulled up in front of Trixie and Cherry's building, Eric and Shayne followed them out.
The driver, an older man with dark skin and a mustache, called out, “Have fun, kids!” then sped away, his taillights disappearing into the night.
Shayne wrapped his arm around a mellow Trixie.
He kissed her neck and teased the underside of her breast through her wrinkled top and said, “You were pretty hot back there. Got me feeling all kinds of turned on right now.”
She blushed at his praise, proud of herself.
She could hear Eric and Cherry whispering and laughing behind them.
She even caught wind of a few more moans from Cherry, acting as if Trixie had not just made her cum three times in the car!
Hussy, Trixie thought and giggled, Shayne’s breath tickling her ear.
She too was still feeling needy despite the interlude on the way home so she understood Cherry’s insatiable desire.
Something nagged in the back of Trixie's mind, something was not quite right with the scenario as the foursome climbed the stairs toward the studio apartment that she and Cherry shared.
But Trixie pushed the feeling away.
She was having too much fun to stop now. Between her legs, she was still damp and she wanted more.
The guys had made a quick stop at a 24-hour liquor store along the way and picked up two bottles of tequila.
When the four reached the clean and tidy room, the girls found some limes, salt, and glasses. Everyone proceeded to do more body shots.
Cherry broke out her secret stash of kush from underneath her mattress and two joints were soon being passed around. There was laughing then moaning, then the make-out sessions started.
Trixie was not sure who put on the small speaker, but soon music filled the room, a heady and hypnotic beat that had her and Cherry dancing and slowly shedding their clothes.
Shayne stroked himself through his pants and watched Trixie intensely.
Cherry was not to be outdone and she knelt before Eric.
She undid his pants but before Trixie could catch a glimpse of the man’s dick, Cherry took him deep into her mouth. Cherry loved to make men powerless with her oral skills and she soon had Eric trembling and crying out as spit dribbled from the corners of her mouth.
Trixie and Shayne watched on. Trixie could tell he was eager to see what she would do in response to the wanton behavior playing out before them.
She started making out with him, but did not take things far before excusing herself to go to the bathroom.
He made a grab for her but she escaped his grip with a giggle.
She was such a tease and proud of it.
The door closed behind her. Naked Trixie relieved herself and eyed her titties in the mirror.
Pretty damn impressive if I do say so myself, she thought and another giggle escaped.
She fluffed out her hair before returning to the party.
She walked in to find Cherry sucking both guys off one after another.
Both guys had shed their clothes showing off bodies that looked impressive and enticing to Trixie's alcohol-soaked brain.
The two cocks Cherry was servicing, looked even more so and Trixie felt her pussy soften in arousal.
She watched Cherry suck Eric first, followed by Shayne. Trixie rubbed her clit at the tantalizing scene -- one needy, lusty female pleasuring two horny studs.
Shayne felt Cherry up as she took Eric into her mouth again, her head bobbing back and forth.
Shayne palmed her breasts and stroked between her legs before praising, “You are one sexy bitch. I bet you fuck as good as you give head.”
His words made Trixie jealous, wanting some action of her own. That man was technically her date.
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