Chapter 2

Heather paused her lewd ministrations briefly to issue a command to Meredith. Her voice trembled with a mix of lust and impatience.

“Take off your clothes, strip for me, Meredith. I want to see that tight body of yours,” she demanded.

The brunette sat back slightly, giving Meredith a moment to process the instruction. However, she kept her fingers idly circling her clit, keeping the heat of the moment simmering. Heather’s dark eyes were fixed on Meredith. She watched for her reaction. Waiting to see if she would comply with the explicit order. The opulent bedroom seemed to hold its breath in anticipation.

With trembling fingers and a deep blush staining her porcelain cheeks, Meredith began to undress. She started with the zipper of her pencil dress. She eased it down before she shrugged the tight garment off her slender shoulders. It slithered to the floor with a soft whisper. It left her in a lacy white bra and panties. The matching lingerie looked almost virginal against her alabaster skin and platinum blonde hair.

Meredith reached behind herself, unhooking her bra with a deep breath. She let it fall away, baring her pert, B-cup breasts and rosy nipples to Heather’s hungry gaze. Goosebumps prickled her exposed flesh in the cool air of the bedroom. Hooking thumbs into the waistband of her panties, Meredith slid them down her long, shapely legs.

She kicked them away. It left her completely bare and vulnerable. Meredith stood tall, arms slightly akimbo, pale and slender as a porcelain doll. She could feel Heather’s eyes roaming over every inch of exposed skin, the weight of the other girl’s stare almost palpable.

Heather spread herself wide open with both hands. Her fingers sunk into the plush flesh of her outer lips. Her inner walls gaped and fluttered obscenely, slick and pink.

“Look at it, Meredith,” Heather breathed.

Heather tilted her hips for a better view.

“See how wet and open I am? My vagina is practically begging to be filled.” Heather said.

She used her thumbs to spread herself even wider, exposing every glistening fold and crevice. Heather’s clit throbbed at the apex of her spread thighs, flushed and engorged with arousal. The scent of her excitement hung heavily in the air between them.

“Tell me what you see,” Heather urged.

Heather’s voice was low and seductive.

“Describe my pussy in detail. I want to hear those sweet lips say all the dirty words.” She said.

Heather kept herself lewdly displayed, waiting for Meredith’s reaction with bated breath. Meredith hesitated, her pale cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of pink, but she knew Heather was waiting for her to speak. She took a deep, shaky breath before speaking.

“Y-your pussy ... it’s so ... open. The outer lips are puffy and pink, glistening with your wetness.” Meredith said.

Her gaze flicked downward, studying the intimate landscape.

“Inside, the folds are soft and delicate, slick with arousal. They look so sensitive, so delicate.” Meredith swallowed hard.

Her own body began to react to the lewd display despite her hesitation.

“The entrance is gaping, revealing the tight, grasping walls within. Your inner walls are a deeper pink, flushed with excitement. I can see them fluttering, as if beckoning to be filled.” Meredith said.

She paused, taking in every detail.

“Your clit ... it’s swollen and throbbing, begging for attention. It matches your puffy lips, peeking out from under its hood, just aching to be touched.” Meredith said.

It was shocking and intense, but she could not look away.

“It’s so exposed, so vulnerable and eager. Like a pretty flower, blossoming open and desperate to be fucked.” She finished.

Meredith awaited Heather’s reaction.

Heather let out a low moan at Meredith’s detailed description. Her hips wiggled slightly with excitement.

“Mmm, that is it Meredith. I can tell you’re fascinated, even if you’re trying to hide how much you’re enjoying this.”

She slowly pulled her fingers from her dripping hole, holding them up coated in her juices.

“Taste it yourself. Tell me what you think.” Heather said.

Heather extended her slick fingers towards Meredith’s lips, her eyes dark with lust and a challenge. At the same time, Heather’s gaze flicked to Meredith’s chest. Heather noticed how Meredith’s breathing had quickened and the hardened peaks of her nipples visible through her thin top.

She grinned. She knew her display was affecting Meredith.

“You don’t need to pretend this doesn’t turn you on. I can see how much you’re enjoying this, even if a part of you is shocked by your reaction.” Heather said.

Heather kept her fingers poised near Meredith’s mouth, waiting to see what the other girl would do next.

Meredith hesitated. Her nose wrinkled slightly as she caught a strong whiff of Heather’s intimate musk. With a visible shudder, she reluctantly stuck out her tongue. She gave it a tentative lick to the tip of Heather’s offered finger. Her taste buds exploded with the unfamiliar, pungent flavor of Heather’s arousal.

“Ugh, that’s so ... strong,” Meredith muttered.

Her face was contorted in a mixture of fascination and revulsion. She swallowed hard, trying to process the new sensations and taste.

“It’s warm and ... and thick. It’s sort of sweet but also musky. I don’t know if I like it.” She said.

Meredith’s cheeks flushed an even deeper crimson as she admitted her reaction out loud. Despite her discomfort, she could not seem to look away from Heather’s glistening fingers or the enticing scent rising between them. Her own body betrayed her curiosity, a faint throb beginning to pulse between her legs. Meredith squirmed slightly, both aroused and horrified by her own response to the lewd act.

“This is so dirty, Heather. I’m not ... I don’t think I’m into this.” Meredith said.

Yet, even as she spoke, Meredith found her gaze drawn to Heather’s exposed sex, a perverse part of her craving another glimpse of the slick pink folds. She bit her lips hard. She fought with the urge to run away or to reach out and touch it. To investigate further this strange new world Heather had opened up for her. Meredith remained frozen, trembling slightly as she awaited Heather’s next move.

Heather grinned wickedly at Meredith’s hesitant lick. She sensed her curiosity growing despite her revulsion. She knew she had the prim and proper girl on the hook now.

“Come on Meredith, don’t be shy,” Heather purred.

She rubbed her slick fingers along her slit, gathering more of her juices.

“Lick my clit, nice and hard. I want to feel that pretty little tongue of yours.” She said.

Heather used her fingers to spread her lower lips open, revealing the swollen pink nub at the apex. Her scent intensified, musky and heady, filling Meredith’s nostrils. Meredith swallowed hard. Her eyes fixated on Heather’s exposed sex. She felt dizzy, her mind spinning with the wrongness of it all. Yet, a part of her was excited, eager even.

With a shaky breath, Meredith leaned forward, her face inches from Heather’s dripping core. She stuck out her tongue and gave firm, deliberate lick to Heather’s clit, tasting her fully for the first time. The flavor burst over her taste buds, salty-sweet and overwhelming.

“Heather, this is so ... I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Meredith whimpered.

Meredith Dykes found herself moving closer, her hands coming to rest tentatively on Heather’s thighs. She felt the heat of Heather’s skin seep into her palms.

Heather moaned in encouragement, her grip tightening in Meredith’s hair.

“That’s it, Meredith. You are a natural. Now suck on it, just like a little.” Heather Udell said.

Meredith’s mind reeled as she hesitantly stuck out her tongue again. This time she ran it along Heather’s slick folds. She tasted the evidence of Heather’s desire, hot and intense on her tongue. The texture was unfamiliar and yet somehow enticing. It was so soft and pliant, yet firm beneath her tongue’s caress.

“Heather, your ... your body feels so different here,” Meredith said.

Her breath ghosted over Heather’s sensitive flesh.

“So hot and wet.” Meredith Dykes said.

Emboldened by Heather’s encouraging moans, Meredith grew bolder, lapping more firmly at the offered sex. She circled Heather’s clit with the tip of her tongue before flicking over it quickly, making Heather gasp. Meredith felt a thrill at the power she seemed to hold over Heather Udell.

“That’s so good, Meredith,” Heather said.

Heather let out a loud, wanton moan as Meredith’s tongue worked over her sensitive flesh, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her body.

“Oh god yes, Meredith! Just like that,” she cried out.

Her hips rocked slightly to press herself against Meredith’s eager mouth.

Heather’s moans grew louder and more frequent as Meredith continued to explore with her tongue. She licked and kissed and occasionally sucked at Heather’s most intimate places. The wet sounds of Meredith’s ministrations filled the room, obscene and erotic.

Meredith mumbled against Heather’s sex, her own arousal growing with each moan she drew from Heather. Heather threw her head back. A guttural moan tearing from her throat as Meredith’s mouth engulfed her aching sex. She could feel the heat of Meredith’s breath, the slick slide of her tongue covering every inch of her vagina.

“Yes, oh fuck yes, just like that!” Heather panted.

Her hands fisting in Meredith’s hair. She ground her hips against Meredith’s face, desperate for more of that incredible sensation. Meredith looked up at Heather through half-lidded eyes, her gaze smoldering with a newfound lust as she worked her tongue deeper into Heather’s dripping folds. She moaned against her, the vibrations adding to Heather’s pleasure.

The room filled with the erotic symphony of their moans and the slick sounds of Meredith’s eager mouth devouring Heather’s sex. Meredith’s own arousal dampened the crotch of her lace panties as she lost herself in the intimate act, driven by an instinctual desire to please her friend in the most carnal way possible.

While Meredith’s talented mouth continued its sensual assault on Heather’s pussy, Heather lifted her hands to support her own cushy breasts. She began to stroke them softly, working the yielding flesh with fingers through the thin fabric of her lacy bra.

Heather’s spine curled back, pushing her breasts forward as she rolled and pinched her hard nipples between her fingers. The extra stimulation caused shivers of delight to run through her body, intensifying the growing heat between her legs

“Oh Meredith, your mouth feels amazing,” Heather gasped.

Her hips undulated against Meredith face.

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” She said.

Her own flesh, flushed with arousal, darkened further as she became lost in the heights of pleasure. The room thickened with sex and the music of their moans. Meredith, fueled by Heather’s cries of ecstasy, slid her tongue into Heather’s pinched channel, fucking her with it as she continued sucking and licking. Her own breathing grew rough with desire, her core throbbing with a need that she had never felt before.

Meredith was stunned for a moment. She struggled to escape, her mind reeling with unaccustomed powerful feelings. But Heather, lost in her own haze of passion, is not going to allow her growing pleasure to end. In an instant of speed like lightning, Heather’s arms lashed out and wrapped around Meredith’s head in a tight hold. She jamed her face aggressively into her slippery sex, her hips grinding stubbornly to keep Meredith from escaping.

“No, don’t you dare stop,” Heather growls.

Her voice was rough with desire.

“I need your mouth on me!” She said.

Heather’s eyes were blazed with wild hunger as she glared down at Meredith. Her grip on her hair grew tighter, to the point of hurting, as she held Meredith in place. Heather’s eyes blazed with primal hunger as she stared down at Meredith. Her grip in her hair tightens, almost painfully so, as she held her in place.

“Put that clever tongue of yours to good use and make me come,” she demanded.

The air between them crackled with tension. the dynamic shifting from one of reluctant compliance to a raw, forceful assertion of power. Heather’s chest heaves with each ragged breath as she awaits Meredith’s response, her body trembled with anticipation.

Heather’s mind raced with a whirlwind of lustful thoughts as she pinned Meredith’s head firmly against her aching sex. A wicked grin spread across her face, reveling in the power she held over Meredith. Heather’s hips are undulating to grind her dripping folds against Meredith’s helpless mouth. Heather’s eyes flashed with a predatory glint as she drank in the shocked yet fascinating expression on Meredith’s face.

“I wonder how far I can push her before she breaks?” Heather thought.

Meredith’s thoughts whirled chaotically as Heather’s intense arousal enveloped her senses. A war raged within Meredith’s mind between her ingrained shyness and a growing, terrifyingly exhilarating curiosity. Meredith found herself inhaling deeply, letting Heather’s scent fill her lungs and cloud her judgment.

Heather’s forceful grip on her hair and the crude command ringing in her ears made Meredith’s heart pound wildly.

“This is so dirty, so wrong!” Meredith thought.

Yet even as the thoughts formed, Meredith could feel a treacherous heat pooling between her own legs, her body betraying a shameful, secret interest in this sordid act. Meredith’s mind screamed at her to protest, to push Heather away and flee the room. Meredith’s train of thought shattered as Heather ground herself harder against her face, drowning her in a new flood of scent and slickness. Meredith’s eyes crossed in their attempt to focus, lost in a haze of unfamiliar, intense sensation.

Meredith’s face was a picture of conflicting emotions and dazed sensation. Her alabaster complexion, already pale to start with, had been leached of all colors, almost translucent against the dark, damp smudge of Heather’s excitement. Her delicate features were set in an expression of shock and doubt, full pink mouth parted in a soft “O” of surprise, glistening with the evidence of Heather’s excitement Meredith’s stylish, immaculately coiffed hair clung to her face in damp strands, tousled by Heather’s restless activity.