Driving home, Lisa was ecstatic. She’d just had the kinkiest, most satisfying sexual experience of her life, and she couldn’t wait to tell Kim about it. Unfortunately she’d promised Mr. Evans she’d keep it a secret. She could clearly see how he’d get fired for sure if the school found out, plus everyone would think she was some kind of freaky slut. But oh my god, it was so awesome, and Kim was practically her girlfriend, she knew she could keep a secret, and there was no way she couldn’t tell her.

As she drove, though, it started to sink in what had happened, and the more she thought about it, the more she wondered why he did it. Mr. Evans had always been such a nice guy, like a friend, and she and all the other girls, not to mention their parents, trusted him implicitly. Who knew underneath he was a raging pervert who would string a girl up and fuck her after a thorough spanking. It didn’t really occur to her that he might have known she would be into it, or that it had been carefully planned out. For all she knew this is what he did for fun. Then she thought, oh shit, what if he’s doing some of the other girls too?

As she pulled up to her house and ran upstairs to shower and change, the emotions began to mix into a slow boil; her full-body satisfaction was being replaced by a growing confusion as more questions kept coming up. It just didn’t make sense that this would suddenly happen the way it did.

“How was practice, dear?” her mom asked from down the hall. It was later than she usually got home, and there was an underlying inquiry in her mother’s tone.

She had to mentally regroup. “Oh, fine. Turns out we left a bunch of stuff behind on Saturday, and we got in a ton of trouble for it.” She was trying to sound as normal as possible. “Then I had to stay afterwards to talk to coach about it.”

“Dee called a little while ago,” her mom continued from the doorway of her room, apparently satisfied with the explanation. “She just got back from school and said you should call her.”

“K, thanks,” Lisa said, hurrying into her room to avoid the possibility of a face to face. She was a pretty good liar, as any teenager would be, but there was way more to hide here, plus there might be some extra funky fragrances wafting about. She tossed her well-used workout clothes onto one of the many piles of clothes, hiding them in plain sight, put on her robe, and scurried to the bath.

In the shower the hot water made her ass smart a bit, and she giggled at the absurdity of it. She rubbed her wrists, which were sore and a little red from the binding, hoping there wouldn’t be an leftover marks she’d have to explain. As she stood there under the soothing flow, she went through the afternoon and the past few days in her mind, looking for clues as to how it all came about. She also analyzed how Mr. Evans had been behaving towards the other girls, to see if there was anything going on there. But she came up with nothing.

Once out of the shower and toweling off, she thought back about what she’d told Dee about the weird way coach kept bumping into her, wondering if that had gotten him worked up, too. Then she stopped. Dee. She’d told Dee all this stuff. About the bumping, about thinking he was hot. Oh my god, even about the spanking. She threw on her robe and ran back to her room. She went through her bag to find her phone. Yup, Dee called her cell too. There had to be something to that. She was about to hit the call back when she had a wtf moment. Her gratification with having figured part of it out gave way to more confusion. Did Dee just tell him about her? Was she in on it? If so, that could mean she was doing him too. Her emotions boiled up again through small doses of anger, jealousy, embarrassment, and annoyance. Then she composed herself a bit. It was still the best fuck she’d ever had, and she was surely hoping for more of it. She sat and pondered a moment what she was going to say to Dee. She finally decided she’d say nothing and see how it played out. She hit the button.

“Hey, what’s up!” Dee said excitedly on the other end. “I just got back, can you hang out tonight?’

Sounded like normal Dee so far. “Yeah, maybe. I got a little homework to do, but you know what, fuck it, I’m a senior; they can’t fail me now, right? Want me to see what Kim’s doing? We can probably hang out over there later.” She still wanted to tell Kim about it all, and there was no way she wasn’t going to see her this evening.

“Sure, I gotta have dinner with my folks, but I’ll check in after seven and see where you’re at.”

“Cool, talk to you later.” She hung up. Nothing suspicious there. She dialed Kim.

“Hey sweetness,” Kim said, “How’d your talk with coach go?” Kim had left with the rest of the team after they got chewed out.

“Um, interestingly. What are you doing now?” She wasn’t going to talk about it on the phone, but she really couldn’t wait, and there was no way she could pull off sitting through dinner with her mom. She had to find an excuse to get out.

“Whoa, what’s ‘interestingly’ mean, Speedy Puss? What’s going on?” Speedy Puss was Kim’s nickname for Lisa, which packed multiple meanings, both obvious and private. “My folks are going out in a few, so come on over. But you gotta give me a hint first, or there’ll be no desert.”

“Sorry, Shake, no dice, too big. See you in a about fifteen.” She hung up. Shake was short for chocolate shake, her playful reference to her mixed race, but also handy for other allusions, like ‘Do you want fries with that shake.’ Her phone buzzed with a text, from Kim. “Bitch,” was all it said. She smiled and got herself ready, told her mom she was going to Kim’s, then headed out the door.

Lisa’s mom, Paula, was pretty accepting of her daughter’s behavior. It really wasn’t that bad compared to some of the stuff she knew was going on with other kids. If she wasn’t doing her homework, she spent most of her time either at practice or with Kim, so she didn’t have to worry too much about. And even though it was supposed to be a secret, she pretty much knew there was something going on between the two. But hey, it was better than having to fret over some infested boy knocking her daughter up. She’d been divorced five years now, and was just as happy to have her little girl avoiding the opposite sex for the time being. Plenty of time to learn that hard lesson in the future.

Kim’s parents were just pulling out as Lisa drove up. They waved from the car, and she waved back heading up the path to the door. She walked in and headed back to the kitchen to find Kim. They shared a big wet kiss and a nice hug the way they usually did when no one was around, then held each other about the waist for a moment longer.

“So, what the fuck, Puss, why the mystery? What happened?” Kim was not one to waste time.

“Um, this is going to take a while to spell out, so relax.” Lisa said to calm her girl down. “I’m not hiding anything, but jeez, let me figure out where to start.” She released her embrace and sat down at the table.

“Hiding anything?!” Kim said, eyes wide, as she resumed munching her snack, standing at the counter. “What the hell?”

“Yeah, I know. Trust me, holy crap.” The magnitude of what had happened and how she was going to explain it was hitting her again. “Ok, first, and completely, completely serious, this goes nowhere, right? You tell not one single person, or seriously bad things happen, so promise. Promise or I never touch your pretty, bald snatch ever again.”

“Oh, you’ll touch it,” Kim said smugly, “but I promise already, go.”

Lisa sat for about ten seconds, thinking through how to start conveying everything that was relevant to the event, then, overwhelmed, just jumped to a starting point.

“He spanked me.”

“WHAT?!” Kim was incredulous, her hand to her mouth as she burst out laughing. “You’re kidding me, right? Oh my god, he did not spank you!” She was nearly in tears laughing. Lisa felt a huge weight lift as she realized the ridiculousness of it, and started laughing a little too.

“Oh, boy he sure did, and it was amazing!”

“Wait,” Kim came back around, “like, sexual spanking? Like you’ve been a naughty little girl, bent over the knee spanking??”

“No, not really. Better than that,” she said with an oddly defensive tone. “You’d better sit down so I can go over it.”

Kim sat down across from her and listened to her story. She, of course, knew Lisa had a thing for Mr. Evans, and about how things had gotten increasingly weird with the whole personal space deal. But in no way was she expecting to hear about the incredibly erotic way he’d disciplined her friend. Lisa had only gotten so far as the end of the spanking when Kim finally said something, thinking that was the extent of it.

“Wow, that was HOT. Makes me want to screw up more around him. How’s your ass feeling?”

Lisa looked at her kinda puzzled, not realizing at first she thought that was all there was to it. “It’s getting better, but it really hurt for a while. The shower made it sting all over again.”

“Man, that is pretty crazy. What are you going to do now?” still not getting it.

“Um, there’s a whole lot more that happened, Shake. That was just the beginning.” She went on to tell her about the finger fucking, which both shocked and aroused Kim. Lisa was quiet for another moment, trying to formulate the words for the next part, and Kim again erroneously assumed the story was over.

“That is messed up. I mean, kind of in a good way, but still. Wow.” Her friend’s continued silence and guilty look clued her in. “You gotta be kidding me. There’s MORE??”

As she explained the final bit of it, Kim’s expression washed out as she succumbed to sensory overload. Lisa thought, my poor vanilla lover. Maybe this will open up your eyes to some adventurousness. She finished relating the rest of it, all the way up to how her butt hurt on the way home, then sat waiting for it to sink in.

Kim was just staring at this point, mouth agape. Then finally she sort of laughed and said, “You let him tie you to a door and fuck you? Oh, my, GOD, you whore!” she shouted, laughing hysterically again.

Lisa just sat there taking it, with a sheepish look beneath a beaming little grin. “Yup, I sure, did. And Kimmy, it was un-fucking-believable!!”

“You’re un-fucking-believable!” Kim said, jumping up out of her chair, “and you get another spanking for it!”

Lisa instinctively got up and started running away, laughing. “No-no-no-no-no!” She ran down the hall and up the stairs to escape Kim, hot on her heels. They were both shrieking and laughing as they ended up in Kim’s room on the bed, Lisa on her back, Kim on top trying to flip her over against her protesting.

“No, no, Kimmy, you can’t. It still hurts!” she said through her laughter. Kim was tickling her to get her to roll, pulling up her shirt to get to her skin.

“Aw, does widdle Wisa have a sore bottom?” she cooed sarcastically, still mercilessly tickling her. “Maybe you better let your pretty Shake kiss it an make it all better.” She focused all her tickling to one side, making Lisa roll defensively in that direction, and finally flipped her over. Once Kim had her on her stomach, she ran her hands lightly up under Lisa’s shirt, caressing her back, easing the tension away. As she felt her start to relax, she sat up, and smacked her playfully on the ass.

“Ouch!” Lisa squealed.

“That’s for going off and fucking some smelling man and bringing me your sloppy seconds,” she chided.

“Hey, I took a shower before I came over,” she protested. “And he’s not smelly, either. He smells kinda nice.”

Smack again, though not as hard. “And that’s for sassing me.”

“Hey, stop, seriously,” Lisa giggled. “Be nice!”

Kim continued to caress her back. She rubbed up to her shoulder blades and leaned forward. Lisa’s curly brown hair was cut short enough to expose her neck, something Kim always liked. She kissed her pale skin, working her way around to her ear.

“I’m terribly jealous, you know,” she whispered playfully. “You should have told me you liked to be dominated. I would have played along.” She emphasized her point by biting her ear.

Lisa wasn’t expecting that. She’d previously thought Kim was pretty tame sexually, and assumed it was just how she was. Now she felt bad that it was just poor communication. She propped herself up on her elbows.

“I’m sorry, Shake,” she said sincerely. “I hope you’re not too mad at me. I’ll make it up to you, I swear.”

Kim responded by lifting Lisa’s shirt up and over her head, then pushed her back down onto the bed. Then she took off her own shirt, revealing her soft, round 32Cs. Her dark, stiff nipples stood out nicely against the mocha background of her skin. Her hair was down, allowing her long loose ringlets to drape partially over her breasts. She leaned forward again, letting her nipples trace along against Lisa’s back, allowing the weighty flesh of her globes to do the caressing, some thing both of them found incredibly arousing. “Oh my god, Kimmy. You have such great tits for that.”

“I’m so glad you like them,” she said continuing for a moment before sitting back up. “Lift your hips, please. We need to take these off.” As Lisa raised her hips, Kim reached under to undo her fly, then pulled her jeans down over her full white cotton panties. “What’s this? You bring panties into my house??” she teased. Whenever they got together, the understanding was that the underwear stayed home.

“I told you my ass hurts, but you didn’t believe me. I tried not wearing any, but the denim was too scratchy.”

Kim gently massaged her friend’s perfect ass through the panties with both hands. The fact that they never wore them around each other, and the novelty of the innocent schoolgirl look was unexpectedly turning her on, even though it was unintentional on Lisa’s part. Kim seemed to be discovering her kinking side. She scooched back, straddling Lisa’s thighs, and leaned down to tickle her nipples against the fabric for a few strokes, then, unable to resist, she moved back further and brought her face downward, pressing into her butt while squeezing it once again with her hands. She buried herself into her friend’s pantied ass, rubbing small circles into it, reveling in the warm softness and the girlish aroma of it. Then she began nibbling, taking small bites at first, but gradually taking more and more flesh into to her mouth, until she gave into her lust and was essentially chewing on it, leaving wet circles where her mouth had been.

Lisa’s reaction alternated between purrs of approval and occasional squeaks of discomfort when the bites became too aggressive. Given as they were through he fabric the overall affect was soothing to her skin, and as her panties became wetter and wetter with Kim’s saliva they felt like a balm on her tender skin.

“I think I’m going to eat you alive,” Kim said in a throaty voice as she continued chewing and drooling, soaking Lisa’s panties to the point of translucence over several minutes as she attempted to devour her flesh. She moved in random patterns around the full breadth of her cheeks, and in between as far as her face would reach with Lisa’s thighs held together. What she wasn’t biting she was vigorously kneading, causing a new mixture of pleasure and pain in her friend’s already abused posterior.

“Oh my gosh, Shake, that feels so good,” Lisa said tentatively, “but it’s starting to hurt too much…”

“Good,” she said, matter-of-factly, sitting up to observe her handiwork. “Then you’re just about ready.” The wet, see-thru panties made a squishing sound as Kim squeezed hard, digging her fingers in and forcing her thumbs into the gap between her thighs, eventually working them beneath the fabric. Lisa’s cleft was soaked from spit and her own excitement, and Kim used her thumbs to fully massage this area, from the opening of her pussy to her tiny tight ass hole, and up between her cheeks. As she rubbed Lisa’s wet lips, she dug in extra hard with her fingertips until her nails pressed deeply, nearly tearing the wet material. The pain and pleasure of it was driving Lisa mad. She just wanted the agonizing pain to stop, and the fucking to start, and she attempted to squirm her way loose from Kim’s inescapable grip like a whiny child.

“Oh, no, Speedy Puss, no fast relief for you today,” she said, tightening her grip while straightening her elbows, using her body weight to press her friend into the bed and forcing the fidgeting to stop. “That’s better. I’m going to be nice now, promise, unless you don’t cooperate. So be a good little bad girl for me, K?” She leaned over and gave her kiss on the cheek, and whispered in her ear, “Now, as much as I’ve enjoyed soaking your pretty panties for you, I’m afraid the time has come for them to go.” Lisa smiled and lifter her hips to allow Kim to pull the sopping mess down her legs, tossing them to the floor with a ‘plop’. Kim took the opportunity to stand and remove her own jeans, revealing her fully waxed pussy and impossibly tight, round, athletic ass. Lisa was watching her while lying on her stomach patiently, and the sight made her cream anew.

Climbing back onto her friend, she straddled her butt and said, “First we’ll start with a nice pussy massage.” She licked her fingers and reached between her legs to massaged her pussy to get her lips good and wet and nicely opened for maximum contact. She let out a small moan as her loins were finally able to get some long overdue attention. Lowering herself down, she placed her lips to the still wet skin of Lisa’s ass, and began to grind herself about, her own wetness making things slicker still.

Even though she wasn’t getting any direct stimulus from it, Lisa was happy to at last have the torment over with. And the sensation of a smooth, wet pussy rubbing against her butt was extremely arousing in its own way. Kim probably wouldn’t cum from it, but she sure knew how to get as much pleasure as possible from the motion, and her increasingly passionate noises confirmed this.

After several minutes of humping, Kim managed to pry herself away, and lowered her face once again to her friend’s ass, now shiny with her own sex. She began to place a series of tiny kisses over the entire area, from the small of her back, to the sides of her hips, to the tops of her thighs, and back up through the middle to begin again. She could taste herself as she licked her lips, and the mixture of scents rising up was intoxicating. She began to lick the skin of Lisa’s increasingly sticky butt, in essence cleaning it for her. After everything her bum had endured today, the sensation was beyond description. Soothing, arousing, healing, pampering, all wrapped up into one fantastic feel. Then she felt Kim’s tongue slid down between her cheeks, and she instinctively parted her thighs as wide as her knees would go.

Kim tickled her anus for a good while, enjoying the musky taste of her tight hole as it resisted then accepted her darting advances. They were now lying beside each other on the bed, Kim resting her body on the side of Lisa’s, her head towards her feet, her breasts nestled against Lisa’s back. As she moved more deeply towards the pussy she yearned to taste, Kim felt Lisa’s fingers begin to explore her own, and she pressed her hips forward encouragingly. With her own hand she began to massage Lisa’s clit, knowing she could get her to cum almost immediately. She could have tortured her further by bringing her to the brink, but it had been a pretty rough day for her sweetie, and she was dying to pop her once just to see her do it. The movement of the hand on her own pussy became more erratic as Lisa’ moans increased, until it finally stopped altogether, merely gripping her thigh. While she continued to lick the sweet taste of Lisa’s pink petals, Kim’s fingers rubbed her clit briskly until her hips began to buck up against her body.

Lisa’s orgasm came up through her body like a warm glow emanating from the focal point under Kim’s thumb, and she was more than a little vocal in expressing this. She loved how she was able to come so easily, and loved the way Kim could bring it out of her. Something about the feminine touch that could be so gentle and rough at the same time, not like the animalistic fucking she’d gotten earlier. Kim’s thumb continued to electrify her clit, but the intensity felt so good even if it was too much, and her soft tongue made her pussy gush with pleasure. Her body was shaking under the weight of Kim’s chest as her orgasm began to subside.

Downstairs, Dee had just walked in. She’d tried calling both their cells but didn’t get through, and knowing they were over at Kim’s figured she’d just go over. Seeing Lisa’s car out front and Kim’s parent’s car gone, she just walked in. From the foyer she heard the unmistakable sounds of passion coming form upstairs, so she quietly removed her sandals and put her bag down, then crept up the stairs.

Now that Kim had gotten Lisa off, she had her right where she wanted her. She sat up and turned around to give Lisa a long loving kiss, glistening chin and all. With a devilish look in her eye she said, “And now, my little Speedy, you’re going to lay there and do my bidding.” And with that she climbed up towards the head of the bed, putting a knee on either side of Lisa’s head, and positioned herself with her pussy right on Lisa’s chin, sitting lightly on the top of her chest.

Dee came to the open doorway just as Kim was climbing onto her friend’s face. From here she had a clear view of Kim’s cute butt, her long hair down her back, and Lisa’s body. Kim was facing the opposite wall, staring down at Lisa, who of course couldn’t see anything past the completely smooth pussy in front of her. Dee silently sat down in the hallway to watch, her hand reaching up the leg of her shorts and under her panties as the show developed.

“So, you like to be controlled, do you, you little slut?” Kim said to her smiling submissive. With her hands on her own thighs, she slouched back, pulling her pussy away from Lisa’s face as she let a trail of spit drop down onto her clit. She did this again, and as it ran down the length of her lips, the excess formed a small pool at the base of Lisa’s neck. “Don’t even think about licking that until I say so,” she said earnestly.

Lisa was shocked and aroused by her friend’s newfound kink, and Dee was absolutely turned on by it as well. With her left hand she was holding her panties aside while her right drew circles around her clit. She could only hope she’d would go unnoticed, but she wasn’t about to remove herself from the scene.

“Ok, now grab my ass, please. That’s it.” Lisa’s arms beneath Kim’s legs had enough room to maneuver to place a hand on each cheek. “I bet you want to pull my sweet kitty into you, don’t you?” she taunted, pressing her butt back into her hands.

“Yes, please,” Lisa said, playing the part.

Kim let some more spit dribble down, this time onto Lisa’s neck, then took her right hand and smeared the collected mess around, her hand around her throat, pressing her back into the bed. “You’ll do it when I let you, is understand?” she said threateningly. Lisa nodded. “Good girl.”

Still pressing downward, Kim moved her slick hand up onto Lisa’s face, rubbing her saliva all over it, then, holding her jaw, she leaned forward and let another string fall right onto her chin, which she again smeared around, this time forcing her fingers into Lisa’s mouth.

“Suck,” Kim demanded, as Lisa hungrily obliged. “Better get some practice in before I give you this yummy cunt.” With her left hand she started rubbing her pussy, opening up the lips Lisa to see. She raised herself up, suspending her wet slit right over Lisa’s face, spreading her knees to lower herself tantalizingly closer. She removed her fingers from Lisa’s mouth, and, using both hands to spread her cunt open, she dropped downwards, placing her opening right on the bridge of Lisa’s nose.

“Can you see that?” she cooed. “Is that a close enough view for you? How about I rub it in?” She was grinding her pussy onto Lisa’s nose and forehead. “Such a pretty face to fuck.”

Dee was getting close to cumming watching this, and she had to force herself to back off. Her breathe was heavy and short as she tried not to make any noise, but what she was seeing was so thoroughly hot, she was having a hard time controlling herself.

“Ok,” Kim continued, “Say please and I’ll let you lick me.”

“Please,” came the small voice beneath her butt.

“Aw, that’s not very convincing, Speedy. Say, ‘Please may I lick your pretty pussy.’” Kim moved her cunt back over her mouth now, anticipating.
“Please may I lick your pretty pussy,” came the voice again, nearly begging this time.

“Much better,” Kim said, rocking her hips side to side now. “Ok, squeeze my ass for me and bring me to your mouth. Oh, yessss, perfect…,” Kim’s voice faded into loud moans as the tension released, and Lisa’s tongue sent waves of pleasure up through her body.

From the hallway Dee watched as Lisa’s fingers dug into the tight skin of Kim’s ass as she pulled her prize down to her. She could feel herself starting to cum and was no longer willing to resist. With one hand over he mouth, she held the other fast to her lips, letting the pressure on her clit burst into a ripple of pleasure as her pussy melted. Keeping her shallow, panting breaths as quiet as possible, she closed her eyes and pressed her head against the wall behind her. Were it not for the volume of Kim’s obvious pleasure she surely would have been heard gasping in the hallway.

Kim was fully enjoying face fucking Lisa, who was quite expert at giving her bald slit all the pleasure it could handle once she’d been given permission to do so. Wanting so much to reward her new adventurousness, Lisa gave her he best head she could, combining tongue fucking and clit sucking to devastating effect as she held Kim’s ass hard in her hands to force her pussy to her face. It took a while, easily ten minutes of constant attention, but gradually Kim built up into a long, enormous orgasm that went on loudly for another several minutes as her squirming body forced a prolonged din of shouts and incoherent moans from her throat.

By the time she was done, Dee had been able to prolong her own playtime into a continuous series of orgasms, her own increasingly careless noises drowned out by those of Kim. No longer wanting to merely spectate, she removed her tank and slipped out of her shorts. With some difficulty she brought herself to her feet, leaning against the doorway for support. As Kim sat there recovering, she glanced over her shoulder at the movement from the corner of her eye.

At first she was shocked to see someone standing in her doorway, but when she recognized it to be Dee, naked, her finger to her lips, the surprise turned to excitement, and she played along with her request to remain silent. Dee pointed to Lisa’s exposed pussy, then to herself, indicated to Kim where she would go with a wink. Kim winked back and returned her attention to Lisa, still held between her legs.

“You’re being a very good girl, Puss,” she said, “Now lift up your legs and let me hold on to them.” Lisa lifted her legs up, and Kim reached back to tuck each of them by her side under her arms, leaving Lisa curled up with her ass in the air. “Very good,” she said, pressing herself back onto her face. “There’s a surprise here for you. So you just hold still and let her do what she wants, ok?”

Lisa’s eyes got big as she sensed someone else climbing onto the bed. A pair of hands gently held the backs of her thighs before she felt first a warm breath then a mouth on her exposed pussy. Kim held her legs firmly to her sides while Dee delicately sucked their shared captive for a long moment before sitting up and walking on her knees up behind Kim to wrap her arms around her in a big embrace. Looking past her shoulder and down between her legs she said, “Hi Lise, how’d you end up down there?”

Kim, pressing forward to make sure she was unable to respond, answered for her. “She was out getting into trouble with somebody today, so I thought I’d teach her a lesson. You’re here to help I assume?”

“Oh, anything I can do to teach a naughty girl some manners,” Dee said charitably. “How about I start with a nice finger fuck while you hold her.”

She crawled back behind the two of them, and leaned into give Lisa’s pussy a big slobbery lick to get her nice and wet. Then she slipped two fingers in to get her used to it before adding a third when her hand got good and slick and Lisa’s opening relaxed. Kim meanwhile was enjoying the benefits of the compliant mouth between her legs, grinding her hips in small circles as her moans once more began to build.

Dee was working on getting her fourth finger into the tight snatch before her. She leaned over to use her tongue on her clit to help encourage its acceptance, and soon with all four fingers she was twisting her wrist, screwing her fingers further into Lisa with each push. The muffled moans coming from beneath Kim were growing nearly as loud as those from above.

Dee was able to work her fingers nearly up to the third knuckle, aided by the fact that her hand was quite small. Sensing this growing receptiveness she slipped her thumb underneath her four fingers, and began to fuck her with her entire hand, still twisting as she entered, and every now and again sucking on her clit. Slowing her tempo down, she began to ease more and more of her hand in, as Lisa’s pussy relaxed and dilated. Finally, with one long, gentle push, she cleared the knuckles at the base of her fingers, and her whole hand was able to slip in, causing Lisa’s heightening moans to swell into a muffled scream into Kim’s pussy, at which point Kim turned to see what was going on.

Dee pulled Lisa’s legs free of Kim’s arms as she climbed off her chest, turning around to get a closer look at Dee’s hand buried to the wrist. Free from constraint, Lisa let out a series of long loud moans that were almost shouts, but still held her knees up towards her chest to allow a better angle.

“Oh, fuck, Dee. Hold still! Fuck, that feels so good!” Lisa grabbed Dee’s arm to keep it still while she got used to it, then began to pump herself slowly with it. Kim wrapped her hand around Lisa’s and helped her ease Dee’s arm in and out. The pace soon quickened as Lisa was fully in the throws of this new and extremely pleasurable experience. After a few short minutes she was cumming hard onto Dee’s fist, screaming loudly as her entire lower body contracted around it, with Kim now rubbing her clit. Holding onto to her knees, curled in an upside down fetal position, Lisa lay helplessly shaking as spasms shook her body, nearly sobbing in ecstasy. Dee carefully extracted her hand and rubbed her pussy gently as it recovered. Then she crawled up to give Lisa a kiss hello.

“I learned a couple of new tricks at college,” she said, “and I couldn’t wait to get back and show you. Although it seems you two were doing just fine without my help.” Then she sat back up and gave Kim a kiss too.

Lisa was slowly gaining her composure and finally spoke. “You would not believe everything I’ve done today, even though I have the feeling you know already.”

“I’m not exactly sure” Dee said, “but I might have an idea. Did something happen with coach today?” she smiled.

(Comments on the series welcome.)

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