Chapter 8: Chills and thrills
When there was a soft knock on the door, Abby gave herself one more once over in the mirror. Wearing Maggie’s new lingerie, she looked and felt confident. Her breasts were mostly uncovered but surrounded by silky lace from the bra that supported them. She wore no panties, but a garter belt held up thigh-high stockings. Her legs were accentuated by the black stilettos.
Liking what she saw, she opened the door to her dorm room. Claire stood there, flustered and blushing. When she saw what Abby was wearing, Claire only grew more flustered. Pausing to give Abby a once-over, she said nothing for a moment.
Abby cocked her hip and said in a low purr, ”I’m so glad you made it, Claire.” Abby’s voice apparently shook Claire enough that she found her own. “Abby, I don’t know what you think is going to happen here, but…” Abby grinned and took Claire’s hand, pulling her into the room and shutting the door behind her. Abby put her finger over Claire’s lips, then kissed her cheek softly. “Claire, why don’t you tell me what you think *is* going to happen?”
Claire was disconcerted by the question so was easily led to sit on the edge of Abby’s bed. Abby sat beside her and took her hand, her eyes wide and focused on Claire, prompting Claire to go on.
Claire studied Abby, suddenly finding that Abby was practically topless, and her nipples were firm. She took a deep breath, which was a mistake. The musk of Abby’s arousal mixed with the slight scent of her choice of perfume was devastating and mouth-watering. Claire tried to clear her mind by not looking directly at Abby, but over her head. “Abby, you’re a beautiful girl, but I’m not interested in girls. I came here to tell you personally.”
Abby smiled gently at Claire’s self-deception. “But Claire-bear, you were interested at breakfast…?” Abby lifted Claire’s hand to her mouth, first kissing each fingertip and then concentrating on the palm.
Claire’s eyes were dragged down to watch Abby kissing her hand. She cleared her throat and said, “You ambushed me. I wasn’t prepared.” Abby continued kissing Claire’s palm, then murmured, “But you’re ready now?” Claire tried to nod emphatically, but again she was distracted by Abby’s attention to her hand. “Y-yes,” Claire whispered. Abby looked up into Claire’s eyes and whispered, “Good, so am I.” And before Claire could object, Abby pushed her to her back on the bed and covered Claire’s mouth with her own.
Claire’s hands came up to push Abby away, but Abby’s tongue was in her mouth, and Claire’s hands found their way to Abby’s bare back. Abby’s hands moved to unbutton Claire’s blouse as Claire began to caress Abby’s back. Claire’s hands were shaking. Abby’s hands were steady. Claire’s blouse fell open, and Abby’s hands moved to unhook Claire’s bra. Claire’s hands moved to cup Abby’s breasts. Claire’s bra fell open, and Abby’s hands moved to squeeze Claire’s breasts. The two of them lightly groped each other’s breasts as Abby claimed Claire’s mouth.
Eventually Claire whispered, “Wait,” her voice trembling. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”
Abby smiled softly, her fingers tracing the curve of Claire’s jaw. “That’s okay. I do.” She leaned in, brushing her lips against Claire’s in a slow, deliberate kiss. “Just let me take care of you.”
Claire’s breath hitched, her fingers moving tentatively on Abby’s breasts. “I don’t—”
“Shh,” Abby murmured, her lips moving to Claire’s neck, her tongue flicking out to taste the delicate skin. “You don’t have to think. You don’t have to do anything but feel.” Abby’s voice was low and hypnotic as her lips trailed down Claire’s collarbone. “Just let me show you.”
Claire’s breath came in shallow gasps as Abby’s hands slid beneath her blouse, pushing it off her shoulders. The fabric pooled around her waist, leaving her in just her bra—now unhooked and gaping open. Abby’s fingers traced the curve of Claire’s breast, her touch light but deliberate.
“You’re so beautiful,” Abby murmured, her lips brushing the swell of Claire’s breast. “I don’t know why you hide this.”
Claire’s fingers curled in the sheets, her body trembling.
"Abby, I—" Her words dissolved into a gasp as Abby’s mouth closed over her nipple, sucking gently. The sensation was electric, sending a jolt straight to her core.
Abby pulled back just enough to look up at her, her eyes dark with hunger. "You taste amazing," she murmured, her fingers tracing slow circles around Claire’s other nipple. "I knew you would."
Claire’s breath hitched, her fingers tightening in Abby’s hair. "I don’t know what I’m doing," she whispered, her voice trembling.
Abby smiled, her lips brushing against Claire’s stomach. "You don’t have to. That’s the best part," Abby murmured, her fingers tracing slow circles just above Claire’s waistband. "You just have to feel." She leaned in, her breath warm against Claire’s skin. "And you’re feeling it, aren’t you?"
Claire’s breath came in shallow gasps as Abby’s fingers slipped beneath the fabric of her skirt, teasing the sensitive skin of her thighs. "I—" she started, but her words dissolved into a moan as Abby’s tongue flicked out, lightly lashing Claire’s nipple.
"You’re so responsive," Abby whispered, her fingertips brushing against the soft skin just above Claire’s panties. "You don’t even realize how much you want this, do you?"
Claire’s breath hitched as Abby’s fingers traced the edge of her underwear, teasing the sensitive skin just beneath. "I—I don’t—" she stammered, her hips shifting involuntarily.
Abby smirked, her fingers slipping beneath the fabric to tease Claire’s wet folds. "You don’t have to lie to me," she murmured, her voice low and velvety. "I can *feel* how much you want this."
Claire’s fingers curled in the sheets, her body trembling as Abby’s fingers circled her clit, slow and deliberate.
"I—" Claire gasped, her hips lifting slightly off the bed. "Oh god, that’s—"
"Shh," Abby murmured, her lips brushing against Claire’s stomach as she took advantage of Claire’s motion to slide her panties down her legs.
Abby’s fingers traced the inside of Claire’s thigh, her touch light but deliberate. "You don’t have to think. You don’t have to do anything but feel." Abby’s voice was low and hypnotic as her lips trailed down Claire’s stomach.
"You’re so wet for me," she murmured, her fingers tracing slow circles just above Claire’s entrance. "I can feel how much you want this." Claire’s breath hitched as Abby’s fingers slipped inside her, slow and deliberate. "Oh god," Claire gasped, her fingers tightening in the sheets. "That’s—" "Shh," Abby whispered, her lips brushing against Claire’s inner thigh. "Just feel." Claire’s hips lifted slightly off the bed as Abby’s fingers curled inside her, finding the perfect spot. "Oh—" Claire moaned, her body trembling.
"Abby, I—"
"Shh," Abby whispered, her fingers moving with deliberate slowness inside Claire’s tight pussy. “You’re so beautiful. Show me how much you like what I’m doing."
Claire's breath came in short, desperate gasps as Abby's fingers curled inside her, stroking that perfect spot with maddening precision. Her hips lifted off the bed, her fingers twisting in the sheets. "I—oh god—"
Abby leaned down, her lips brushing against Claire's ear. "You're so tight," she murmured. "I can't wait to feel you wrapped around me."
Claire's eyes flew open at that, her body tensing."l “Wait—what?"
Abby chuckled, her fingers still moving inside Claire with infuriating slowness. "You heard me. I want to feel you wrapped around me. Every inch of you."
Claire's breath hitched, her fingers tightening in the sheets. "I—I don't—"
Abby silenced Claire by closing her teeth lightly on her neck. Her fingers curled inside her again, and Claire's hips lifted off the bed with a gasp.
"Oh god—"
Abby smirked, her fingers moving faster now, her thumb circling Claire's clit with practiced ease. "That's it," she whispered. "Let go.
Just let go, Claire. You know you want to." Abby's voice was a low, hypnotic purr as her fingers worked Claire's dripping cunt with slow, deliberate strokes. The bed creaked beneath them, the sound of wet flesh meeting wet flesh filling the air as Abby's fingers slid in and out of Claire's tight, trembling pussy.
Claire's back arched off the mattress, her fingers clawing at the sheets as Abby's thumb circled her clit in slow, maddening circles. "Fuck—oh fuck, Abby—" Claire gasped, her hips bucking against Abby's hand. "I—I can't—"
"You are, baby. You are.” Abby placed a long hard kiss on Claire’s nipple, making her squirm harder. She let the nipple go with soft nip, then whispered, “Where are my fingers, Claire?” Claire moaned, “Inside me…”
Abby nodded and kissed Claire’s nipple again. “Inside what part of you, baby?” Claire bit her lip and shook her head. “I can’t say it…it’s dirty.”
Abby lifted her head and lightly kissed Claire’s mouth. “Oh, baby, it’s beautiful, and it feels so good. How can that be dirty?” Abby curled her fingers harder, making Claire quiver. “Where are my fingers, baby?” Claire gasped and whimpered, “In my pussy. Deep in my pussy!” And then she convulsed, her entire body trembling as her orgasm rolled over her. Abby was delighted when Claire squirted. She couldn’t resist; she lowered her head and set about cleaning Claire’s thighs as her fingers continued to move inside her.
Claire’s fingers tightened in Abby’s hair, pulling her closer as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm. Abby’s tongue flicked out, lapping up the juices that had spilled from Claire’s tight, trembling cunt.
"Oh god, Abby, that feels so good," Claire moaned, her hips lifting off the bed as Abby’s tongue swirled around her clit. "Don’t stop, please don’t stop."
Abby chuckled against Claire’s wet flesh, her fingers curling inside her as she sucked Claire’s clit into her mouth. Claire’s breath hitched, her fingers tightening in Abby’s hair as she bucked against her face.
"Oh *fuck*, Abby—" she gasped, her thighs trembling as Abby’s tongue lashed against her clit, slow and deliberate. The bed creaked beneath them, the sound of wet flesh meeting wet flesh filling the air as Abby’s fingers pumped in and out of Claire’s tight, trembling pussy.
"You taste so fucking good," Abby murmured against her skin, her breath hot and teasing. "I’m going to eat you all night."
Claire’s hips lifted off the bed, her fingers clawing at the sheets as Abby’s tongue swirled around her clit, teasing it with slow, maddening circles.
The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure through her body, making her thighs tremble. "Oh *fuck*, Abby—" she gasped, her voice trembling with need.
Abby chuckled darkly against her wet flesh, her breath hot and teasing. "You taste so fucking good," she murmured, her fingers curling inside Claire’s tight pussy, stroking that perfect spot with deliberate precision.
Claire whimpered, her hips bucking against Abby’s face, her fingers tightening in Abby’s hair.
Abby lifted her head and pressed her lips to Claire’s, her tongue plunging deep. As Abby’s fingers moved inside her, Claire tasted her own cum for the first time.
Abby lifted her mouth from Claire’s and whispered, “What do you think?” Claire grinned up at Abby and whispered, “I taste so good!” Abby nodded and kissed her again. “You sure do, baby doll.” Abby murmured as she moved her mouth back down Claire’s body. “I can’t wait to taste you again.” Claire’s breath hitched as Abby’s tongue traced slow, deliberate circles around her clit, teasing it with maddening slowness.
“Oh god, Abby! Fuck my tight little pussy!” Abby looked up at Claire’s words and laughed hard. She whispered to Claire’s clt, “That’s my girl. Make your desires known.” Abby’s breath was hot against Claire’s inner thigh, her fingers still working Claire’s dripping cunt with slow, deliberate strokes. Claire’s hips lifted off the bed, her fingers clawing at the sheets as Abby’s tongue swirled around her clit, teasing it with maddening slowness. She whispered to Claire’s clit, “That’s my girl. You’re so fucking dirty for me, aren’t you?” Claire’s breath hitched, her body trembling as Abby’s tongue flicked out, lapping at her swollen clit with slow, deliberate strokes.
"Oh *fuck*, Abby, make me come for your filthy mouth..." she gasped, her hips bucking against Abby’s face. Abby chuckled darkly against her wet flesh, her fingers curling inside Claire’s tight pussy, stroking that perfect spot with maddening precision. Abby’s voice was a low, velvety growl as she pressed her lips to the inside of Claire’s thigh, her tongue flicking out to tease the sensitive skin.
Abby growled at Claire, "Pinch your nipples for me, baby." Claire's hands moved up and she did pinch them, then tugged on them as she screamed in delight. Again her body convulsed and she squirted on Abby's delighted face. Her body quaked in the throes of her orgasm. As Claire slowly settled, Abby reached behind her and finally unzipped her skirt so that Claire lay naked beside her. "Fuck, you're gorgeous, you nasty girl...my nasty girl. You’re so fucking filthy for me, aren’t you?”
Claire nodded hungrily. "I'm your filthy bitch, Abby. Now give me more."
***
Maggie returned to the room she shared with Abby after 11. She did not fool herself into thinking Claire wouldn't be there, but she figured the two of them might've worn each other out. When she opened the door, she was slapped in the face by the smell of sex. Looking in the shadowed room, she found Claire and Abby in a 69, Claire literally fucking Abby's pussy with her tongue from on top.
Abby's legs were spread wide, her fingers squeezing Claire's ass above her as she ground her cunt against Claire's face. Claire's ass was in the air, her pussy dripping into Abby's mouth as she moaned into Abby's tight, trembling cunt.
Maggie's breath caught in her throat as she watched the two of them, their bodies moving in perfect sync, their moans filling the air. She could see the way Claire's tongue flicked out, teasing Abby's clit with slow, deliberate strokes. She could see the way Abby's fingers pulled Claire's cunt harder against her face.
Maggie's fingers tightened around the doorknob, her body trembling with need. She pulled the door shut and quickly got rid of her clothes.
She wanted to join in, but she didn't want to interrupt. She wanted to watch them a little longer. She wanted to see how far they'd go. She wanted to see what they'd do to each other. She wanted to see how much they'd give each other. She wanted to see how much they'd take from each other.
She sat on her bed naked, her fingers tracing the curve of her own breast, her nipples hardening at the sight of the two girls writhing on the bed. She could smell the musk of their arousal, the scent of their pussies dripping with need.
Abby’s fingers were buried deep inside Claire’s tight cunt, her thumb circling her clit in slow, deliberate strokes. Claire’s hips bucked against Abby’s face, her tongue flicking out to lap at Abby’s swollen clit, her fingers digging into the sheets.
Abby growled at Claire, "Come for me again, you delicious cunt licker! Give me your sweet cum!" Claire growled back, "Come on my tongue you delicious bitch!" And then there was only the wet sound of them feasting on each other. Maggie trembled with the desire to join in, but still she resisted, despite a finger teasing the entrance to her tight pussy.
She watched as Claire’s hips jerked violently, her thighs trembling as Abby’s tongue lashed against her clit with relentless precision. The bed creaked beneath them, the sound of wet flesh meeting wet flesh filling the air as Abby’s fingers pumped in and out of Claire’s tight, trembling cunt.
Claire arched over Abby, her fingers clawing at the sheets as Abby’s tongue swirled around her clit in slow, maddening circles. "Oh *fuck*, Abby, fuck my tight pussy. Make me come all over your face!" Maggie was turned on by the language and the violence of their fucking. And then Claire squirted hard on Abby's face, her entire body quaking with the climax. Abby growled and slurped at the juices until Claire reached in and pinched Abby's clit. Abby squealed and let lose a torrent of her own cum on Claire's face. Claire turned herself around so that she and Abby could lick each other's faces clean, and yet their pussies continued to rub against each other.
Their tongues met in a deep, wet kiss, and Claire could taste her own sweet juices mingled with Abby’s. She moaned into Abby’s mouth, her fingers tangling in Abby’s hair as they rocked against each other, their bodies slick with sweat and arousal.
Maggie watched, her own fingers slipping between her thighs, stroking herself slowly as she took in the sight of the two girls writhing together. The wet sounds of their pussies grinding filled the room, the scent of their musk thick in the air. She bit her lip, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as she watched Claire’s fingers dig into Abby’s hips, pulling her closer, their bodies moving in perfect sync.
Claire murmured to Abby, "Fuck my tiny pussy with your juicy cunt, you delicious bitch!" Abby leaned up to bite Claire's neck and then slapped Claire's ass resoundingly.
"You're such a filthy little slut, aren't you? Begging for my cunt like a good girl." Claire whimpered, her hips bucking against Abby's pussy as it pressed against her. "Please, Abby, I need you to fuck me. I need to feel you deep inside me." Abby smirked, her hands squeezing Claire's ass. "You want my fingers, baby? Or do you want something else?" Claire's breath hitched, her body trembling with need. "Something else?"
Maggie had been preparing for this moment, having stood and put on the strap-on harness. Abby had noticed and given her a nod, so when Claire asked her question, Maggie grasped her hips and slide the silicone cock into Claire's cunt with a single slow thrust. Claire squealed and lowered her head, biting Abby's neck as the cock filled her. "So full, so good," she murmured. And then Maggie began to move, pulling the cock nearly completely out of Claire and then slowly filling her back up.
Claire was lost in sensation, raising her huge eyes to Abby's face before leaning down and kissing her deeply, groaning into her mouth as Maggie filled her pussy again and again. Abby stroked Claire's hair slowly and spoke filthy words to her lips, telling her she was such a good and nasty lover to take such a big cock.
Claire moaned into her mouth and nodded, her hips bucking back against Maggie's thrusts. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Claire begged, her voice muffled against Abby's lips. Abby grinned and pulled back, looking up at Claire's flushed face. "You want Maggie to fuck you, don't you, you dirty little slut?" Claire nodded eagerly, her eyes glazed with lust. "Yes, yes, fuck me, Maggie, please!" Maggie growled and grabbed Claire's hips, pulling her back onto the cock with a wet slap. Claire gasped and arched her back, her fingers digging into Abby's shoulders. Abby reached down and pinched Claire's nipple, making her cry out.
"You're such a fucking slut for Maggie's cock, aren't you?" she whispered, her lips brushing against Claire's ear. "You love taking that big dick deep in your tight little pussy, don't you?"
Claire moaned, her hips bucking back against Maggie's thrusts. "Yes, yes, I love it," she gasped. "Fuck me harder, Maggie, please!"
Maggie growled and obliged, her hips slamming forward with more force, the wet slap of flesh against flesh filling the room. Claire's pussy clenched around the cock, her juices dripping down her own thighs to Abby's as she took every inch of it. "Oh fuck, Maggie, you're so deep inside me," she moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure. "I can feel every inch of you stretching me open."
Maggie's fingers dug into Claire's hips, her thrusts growing harder, faster, the wet slap of flesh against flesh filling the room. "You're taking it so well, you filthy little slut," Maggie growled, her breath ragged with lust. "You love being fucked, don't you?" Abby whispered, her fingers tracing slow, deliberate circles around Claire's clit as Maggie's cock pounded into her from behind. Claire's breath came in ragged gasps, her fingers digging into Abby's shoulders as she nodded eagerly. "Yes, yes, I love it," she moaned, her hips bucking back against Maggie's thrusts. "Fuck me harder, please!"
Maggie growled, her fingers tightening around Claire's hips as she slammed into her with renewed force. The wet slap of flesh against flesh filled the room, the sound of Maggie's cock sliding in and out of Claire's tight pussy driving them all wild.
Claire's fingers clawed at Abby's shoulders, her back arching as Maggie's thrusts grew deeper, harder, her body trembling with each powerful stroke.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Maggie growled, her fingers digging into Claire's hips, pulling her back onto the cock with brutal force. "Am I taking your virginity, Claire-bear?"
Claire could only whimper in response, her body trembling as Maggie's cock stretched her open, filling her completely. The sensation was overwhelming, every inch of her pussy clenching around the thick silicone, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her entire body. Finally, Claire gasped, "Yes! Fuck my virgin cunt, Maggie! Make me come!"
Maggie thrust hard and Claire screamed, closing her mouth on Abby's shoulder. Her body shook with the violence of her orgasm. Abby held her close as she came, but Maggie fucked her through it, causing the roiling waves inside her to go on and on.
Claire’s body shook, her pussy clamping down on the thick silicone cock as Maggie pounded into her with relentless force. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, the wet, obscene noises of their fucking driving them all wild. Finally, they all stopped moving as if they had agreed to, catching their breaths. Claire soaked in the sensations cascading through her body and reached an easy decision, "More..."
***
Maggie awoke to Abby snuggling tight against her neck and Claire suckling on her nipple like a hungry baby. Maggie looked at Claire fondly, since she had been such an active learner the night before. And, it turned out, she was an enthusiastic lover. Claire had profusely apologized for how she had acted before. And the truth had come out--she had only woken beside Leo but so desperately wanted to have been fucked by him, that was the story she had told. Maggie had spanked her ass hard for that and insisted that Claire apologize to him as soon as she could. Then she pressed Claire's mouth to her pussy and made her eat Maggie to release twice more as Abby fucked her with the strap-on. Maggie wasn't sure that that really counted as a "punishment".
Maggie extricated herself from between them and gathered up clothes for the day. She walked down the hall for a quick shower and came back to find Claire and Abby slowly making out, their hands gliding and caressing. Maggie leaned down to give Abby a soft kiss, then turned to Claire. Claire's eyes went large as Maggie kissed her too, sliding her tongue into Claire's mouth for a bit, just to feel Claire's groan and eager reciprocation.
Maggie left the room and pulled the door shut behind her, her core warm and happy as she made her way to the library.
***
Maggie's body sagged from the orgasmic arch it had been in as Judy emptied her seed into Maggie's pussy. Maggie sighed and trembled beneath Judy. "Fuck, yes, Mommy. That's what I needed!" Judy moved as if she was going to roll off Maggie and the couch, but Maggie clenched her legs more tightly around Judy, holding her semi-rigid cock inside Maggie's clasping cunt. Maggie reached up with both hands and pulled Judy in for a long deep kiss. Judy resisted for a moment and then gave in, joining in the kiss just as eagerly.
Judy lowered her head and kissed along Maggie's jawline. She murmured, "So, you decided on going dancing, baby girl?" Maggie's hand slid down Judy's back and squeezed her firm ass possessively. "Yes, Mommy. I'm going to make you so proud." Judy's warm breath moved along Maggie's neck at Maggie's promise.
"I already am proud, baby. Smart and beautiful, and the best slut I have ever known." Tingles went down Maggie's spine at the fine compliments and she shivered beneath Judy. Judy grinned and kissed Maggie's breast above her heart. "So you'll meet me here Thursday at 6, and we'll go shopping, okay?" Maggie nodded and squeezed Judy's ass again. "Thank you for taking care of me, Mommy." Judy's cock surged hopefully inside Maggie at the contemplation of what they were setting out upon.
Maggie's pussy clenched around it, milking the hard length that filled her so completely. Judy groaned against Maggie's skin, her hips twitching as Maggie's tight cunt squeezed her. "Fuck, baby, you're going to make me come again if you keep that up," Judy growled, her voice rough with need.
Maggie smirked up at her, her fingers tightening on Judy's ass. "That's the point, Mommy," she purred, rolling her hips just enough to make Judy's cock slide deeper inside her. "I want you to come in me. I want to feel your cum dripping out of me when you pull out,” Maggie whispered, her voice thick with desire. She tightened her legs around Judy’s waist, her pussy clenching around the thick cock buried inside her. Judy groaned, her hips jerking forward as Maggie’s words sent a jolt of pleasure through her.
"You're such a filthy little slut, aren’t you?" Judy growled, her fingers digging into Maggie’s hips as she began to fuck her. The couch creaked beneath them, the sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh filling the room. Maggie gasped, her back arching as Judy’s cock slammed into her, each thrust deeper than the last.
***
Maggie and Leo held hands as they walked to the diner after English class. Settled into their familiar booth, they ordered their familiar lunch and studied each other's eyes before Maggie leaned in to him and gave him a long soft kiss. When she pulled back, she ran a hand through his unruly hair and smiled at him. "So, boyfriend, what's the plan for Friday night?"
Leo blinked and studied her eyes for a clue to the correct answer. "I really hadn't thought about it, Maggie. Spending time with you feels so natural, I really hadn't considered anything special." Maggie's eyes went comically wide.
"It's our first date, Leo! Did you think just being handsome and charming was going to get you into my panties?" Leo nearly did a spit take with his soda. "Again...didn't think about it that hard. I was just sort of, you know, 'if it happens, it happens'." Instantly, Leo knew he had said the wrong thing. Maggie's eyes remained wide but not in any comic sense. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her face was flushed.
Leo sighed and slowly pried Maggie's hand into his own, his thumb rubbing over its back. "How about we go to an Italian restaurant and then come back to my dorm where you can pick the movie of your choice?" Maggie hmm'ed and loosened up a little. "So long as 'Italian' is not code for 'pizza', that sounds lovely." Leo nodded and quickly kissed Maggie's cheek, murmuring, "Deal!" Maggie grinned and whispered back, "And I won't make you suffer with the movie selection, either." Leo mockingly whewed with a playfully large sigh of relief as their burgers arrived.
Maggie remembered to ask about Leo's grandmother, and the response was that his family was doing what could be done. They ate and chatted further, and then Maggie remembered something. "Oh, Leo, I need to tell you about Claire." Leo's face returned to the same configuration it was in when the question of the date came up." He sighed and put down the remains of his burger. "This can't be good."
Maggie giggled at Leo's put-upon expression. "Actually, it is. Crisis is over. You can expect an apology from her soon." Leo both relaxed and went rigid all at once. "Huh? What happened?" Around the bite of food she had just taken, Maggie said, "Abby." Leo did an actual double-take then studied Maggie's face again then muttered, "Well, that would do it, I guess. Do you think it's going to stick?"
Maggie thought about her previous night with Claire and how she had left Claire and Abby that morning. She nodded emphatically to Leo. "I think she's a whole different person." Maggie said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "And I think you'll like the new version a lot more."
Leo raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "Oh? And what makes you say that?"
Maggie leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Let's just say Abby has a way of making people see things differently. And Claire? Well, she's been *very* receptive to Abby's... methods."
Leo's eyes widened slightly, a slow grin spreading across his face. "You're not serious." Maggie shrugged. "Believe me or not. You'll see."
The two of them talked about their classes and how soccer practice was going, then paid their bills and walked outside. Once outside the door, Maggie pressed against Leo and was gratified with a long hard kiss and Leo's hands squeezing her buttocks. She mmm'ed into his mouth and wriggled against him, delighted to find his bulge waking up and paying attention to her. She drew back slowly and combed his hair with her fingers. "Good boy." Leo rolled his eyes but laughed anyway.
"Speaking of practice, I need to go, or I'll be late." Maggie nodded and stole another kiss. "I'm going to Liza's to look at some jewelry." Leo grinned and nodded. "Oh tell her I said 'hey!'". Maggie looked at curiously at Leo. "You know, I just whiffed on how friendly you two were when I introduced you. How do you know her?" Leo grinned and winked. "She did my tattoo."
Maggie slapped Leo's arm. "Stop it! What tattoo?" Leo playfully rubbed his arm. "The one you haven't seen yet." He leaned in and kissed Maggie's mouth before turning and jogging back towards campus. "See you, gorgeous!"
***
Maggie walked into Liza's shop, not sure what she would find. Liza was leaning on the counter, reading a book, and the shop was empty. Maggie grinned and hugged Liza before leaning up and getting a long kiss. Maggie sighed, resting her head on Liza's shoulder with her arms around Liza's neck. Liza kissed Maggie's forehead and her hands fell to Maggie's ass, which she started to softly knead. "What's up, sexy thing?"
Maggie playfully wriggled her ass more firmly into Liza's hands and cooed softly. "It's just been a long day. And seeing you always makes me feel better, Liza." Her own hands went to Liza's ass and they groped and necked quietly for a moment. The only sounds were their breathing and a bass speaker beating a rhythm from next door. Eventually, Maggie unwound herself from her friend and lover. "I'm looking for another piece of jewelry for my navel piercing. And you're the best, Liza."
Liza smiled. "Tell me what you're thinking about." Maggie described what she had in mind--a couple of dark stones set in gold, with a chain that went all the way around her waist. Liza's eyes lit up. "Ooo, sexy." Maggie looked hopeful. "You think so? I thought it might be, or maybe it would be overboard." Liza, turned her back for a moment, going through a shelf, but she spoke over her shoulder. "No, no, it sounds gorgeous. People seeing it will want to pry it off with their teeth."
Maggie giggled, then gasped as Liza turned back to her, holding the exact thing Maggie had described. "Yes! That's it!" The bass beat stopped and then there was a clatter. Maggie's eyebrows went up and she followed Liza into the back room. There they found Ethan naked on his back, cock straight up in the air, and Eva sitting on his face, riding him like his mouth was a saddle. Eva smiled up at them, her face red from her excitement. "Hey, Maggie!" Ethan waved from the floor, and then went back to grasping Eva's thighs as her breasts jiggled with her every movement. Liza just shook her head and led Maggie back into the main room of the shop. Maggie dragged her eyes back to Liza. "What the fuck was that?"
Liza rolled her eyes. "Eva's training Ethan. She's taking it very seriously." Maggie grinned a little. "Go on?" Liza shrugged again. "She likes being my submissive slut. But she's found she enjoys dominating Ethan, so I'm letting her help me train him." Liza winked to Maggie. "She enjoys it and he does too apparently. So, no harm, no foul, right?" Maggie nodded dubiously.
Liza leaned toward Maggie, her eyes glowing. "But at night, when I've got both them as my little subs..." She did a chef's kiss and Maggie laughed out loud. Maggie's core flashed hot at the idea and she suddenly wanted to see one of those training sessions. Maggie and Liza chatted some more and then argued a little when Maggie insisted she would pay for her new jewelry. Finally, Maggie ended the argument by pulling Liza practically over the counter and shutting her up by kissing her and pushing her tongue into Liza's mouth. Liza groaned and they stayed like that for a few moments.
Eventually they broke apart and Maggie headed towards the door. Liza called out, "Take a picture when you wear your new jewelry, baby doll. I want to see it!" Maggie waved and swung her hips even harder as she left the shop.
***
When she reached her dorm, she was surprised to find no one in it. She sighed and changed into comfortable clothes, a pair of boy shorts and a loose t-shirt. Thinking about Liza's situation made her hot and bothered, and her nipples poked against the old t-shirt. Grinning she sent Leo a text message:
**Maggie:** *Thinking about our date!*
**Leo:** *?*
Maggie started on on her calculus homework and then started reading more Renaissance drama. She was completely lost in her study when the door banged open and Abby came in with Claire riding piggyback on her. Abby smiled even more brightly at spotting Maggie. Going to her, she leaned over carefully and gave Maggie a kiss. Maggie mmm'ed in Abby's mouth and then in Claire's. "What are you two doing?"
Claire slid off of Abby's back and started removing clothes. "I went to soccer practice to see Abby play. God, there are a lot of attractive women on the soccer team!" Maggie laughed and sat back at her desk. Abby started getting undressed as well, pausing a moment to gesture at Claire. "Miss Claire there, announced to everyone in the stands that she was tired of being ridden by me for nearly a day straight and she wanted a ride. So I put her on my back and brought her back." Maggie's mouth dropped open at the thought of such an announcement.
Abby went on. "And now she's going to pay for having said it!" Before Claire could respond, Abby tackled Claire onto Maggie's bed and playfully attacked her. When Abby caught Claire's neck in her teeth and started groping her ass, Claire stopped defending herself and let Abby explore her with hands and mouth.
Claire's eyes rolled back in her head as Abby's hand cupped and squeezed her pussy. Claire's hips bucked against Abby's hand, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Fuck, Abby, I love how you worship me," she moaned, her fingers tangling in Abby's hair as she ground her cunt against Abby's hand.
Maggie marked her place in her book, then closed it. She climbed on the bed, and soon she and Claire had made an Abby sandwich., and Maggie was enjoying the fullness of Abby's firm breasts in her hands.
Claire's lips found Maggie's and they kissed deeply, their tongues dancing together as Abby's hands roamed over both of them. Abby's fingers slipped between Claire's thighs, teasing her wet pussy with slow, deliberate strokes. Claire moaned into Maggie's mouth, her hips bucking against Abby's hand.
Maggie broke the kiss and leaned down to take Claire's nipple into her mouth, sucking gently as Abby's fingers worked their magic. Claire's breath hitched, her fingers tightening in Maggie's hair as Abby's thumb circled her clit in slow, maddening circles.