Anna helped Emma make the bed. “Can anyone really sleep in such red sheets?” Anna asked.

“Not with all those clothes on,” Emma said, and she helped Anna undress. She noticed a red spot on Anna’s inner thigh. “Oh, what happened here?”

“The other night at that party,” Anna said. “I got an owie.” She lay on the bed and Emma lay next to her. Tenderly Emma’s fingers circled the red patch. “How does it feel?”

“Okay I guess,” Anna said.

“But it looks so sore. I’ll get a band aide and fix you all up,” Emma said.

“Yes, fix me all up.”

A minute later Emma was back from the medicine cabinet with a band-aid in hand. “Spread your legs a little so I can see,” she said to Anna.

Anna spread her legs.

Emma touched the sore skin. Then her fingers moved from the bruise to Anna’s exposed clitoris.

Anna shuddered.

Emma’s fingers circling the erect bud.

“How did it happen?”

“This guy’s zipper,” Anna managed to say.

“Oh?” Emma’s finger stilled, giving Anna a chance to explain.

“We were sitting on this dilapidated couch. It was cozy, though, with tons of blankets and pillows. We started making out. I didn’t know him. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to, but he was okay. Kissing and such. We got tangled up in the blankets. The kisses got hotter. Our clothes got shoved aside. His cock was big and warm and I was so wet and suddenly his cock popped into me.”

“Just like that,” Emma said, her fingers now toying with Anna’s labia.

“Just like that,” Anna confirmed.

Emma pushed her fingers into Anna’s cunt.

“Oooh,” Anna moaned.

“He fucked you,” Emma said. With her thumb pressing Anna’s clit, she pumped her fingers three times into Anna’s cunt, then stopped. “Then what happened?”

“I tried to get away a little bit. I was ... I don’t know what I was. Somehow we rolled off the couch. We thudded onto the floor. He was still inside me, but we were a little twisted. I guess his zipper scratched me.”

“I’m so sorry,” Emma said. Her cunt-wetted fingers moved back to Anna’s sore spot.” Anna moaned again, undulating her hips, small side to side motions. She ended up kneeling above Emma, her clit in Emma’s mouth.

Emma used her tongue and lips, sucking and licking until Anna gushed into orgasm. Emma continued to devour Anna through a second and then a third climax, after which Anna collapsed at Emma’s side.

Gently Emma smoothed Anna’s cum-juice around and over the owie. “I’m afraid you’re too wet for the band-aid to stick,” she observed.

Anna didn’t answer, for she was fast asleep.