The Bi-State Area

Chapter 54: Playing Around *

She held Stacey there, kissing her. Touching her body, playing with her tits. Instead of licking, Cassie went knuckle deep inside Stacey’s pussy.

Two fingers first, then three. Her palm rubbed against Stacey’s clit with every thrust. Stacey’s hips rolled and snapped forward to meet her thrusts.

"Don’t stop," Stacey’s voice cracked. Her breasts swayed, and she held on to Cassie for dear life. "Don’t fucking stop."

Cassie didn’t. Her fingers curled, and Stacey’s back arched. The moan was so loud they could hear it through the walls.

And on the other side of that wall was Max.

He didn’t go to shower immediately. But when he did, he heard them. He heard them laughing. Then he heard Cassie moaning. There was something about shampoo.

He listened to Cassie’s breathing change. How did he know it was Cassie? He’d heard Stacey too many times to not know what she sounds like when she’s fucking.

He heard the sounds Cassie made and the way she moaned. His cock was as hard as could be. He stroked himself, listening to the sounds from next door.

Then he heard Stacey.

"Please, Cass- right there-"

He couldn’t see, but he could imagine. He could imagine Cassie’s fingers inside Stacey. Then he heard a slap and more moaning.

His hand flew over his cock. He wanted to see what was happening. But he didn’t allow himself to cum, not yet. He wanted to hear how it ended.

Stacey’s inner walls clenched around Cassie’s fingers. The slap had surprised her. Cassie had slapped her across the tits, and it made her pussy gush.

"You liked it," Cassie breathed.

"Don’t get a big head about it," she rasped.

Cassie’s thumb found her clit. She didn’t know when she became so bold. It could be from the second Stacey pinched her nipple, or when she made her cum with her mouth. Whatever it was, Cassie wasn’t done playing just yet.

She pressed Stacey’s clit, touching the same way Stacey had before. She didn’t have any experience with women, but she knew that she liked what Stacey did, so she did it in return.

She felt Stacey’s body seize and her thighs clamp around Cassie’s hand. Cassie felt a rush of warmth against her palm. She hadn’t expected it. Stacey’s body shuddered, almost to the point of convulsing.

Cassie’s fingers kept moving. Not as insistent as before, more gently as she let Stacey ride out her spasms.

She cleared her throat. "Stace, you..."

"Yeah, I did."

Stacey squirted, and Cassie felt the need to do it again. She wanted to see if she could. She moved her fingers, but Stacey caught her wrist.

"I need...Just give me a second..."

Then Stacey reached behind and smacked Cassie on the ass. Her hand gripped the full, round flesh.

She looked at Cassie and held up a finger, "One more time?"

Cassie rolled her eyes, but she turned, bent forward, and let Stacey have access to her pussy again.

Max, still listening, heard it the second Stacey had an orgasm. Back and forth he moved his hand as he listened. He thought for a moment it was over, then he heard Cassie again.

Cassie felt Stacey’s tongue move from her entrance all the way to her asshole.

Stacey had been licking Cassie’s pussy, bringing her to the edge. Her fingers dug into Cassie’s cheeks, spreading them wider. Her mouth was relentless.

"God- Stacey- I’m going to-"

"Do it. Cum on my tongue, Cass. Give it to me."

Max heard it. Water sloshing. He heard Cassie’s keening cry. He pictured her being tongued fucked by Stacey. He pictured himself fucking her.

Cassie’s moans were climbing. Max’s hand moved in a blur. He heard the shock in her voice. Before he could stop himself, he came.

Cassie gripped the edge of the tub. Her ass jiggled as she ground against Stacey’s face. She heard her encouragement, felt her tongue spear her pussy.

Then her orgasm hit her hard. Her hand buckled and her forehead pressed against the edge of the tub.

As she had her orgasm, Stacey’s still licked her pussy, forcing her orgasm to last longer. Her tongue lapped at her pussy, drinking her down while Cassie screamed.

When her orgasm ended, she felt like she couldn’t move. Stacey helped her turn around, so they were facing each other. She saw Stacey’s face glistening with her juices.

She was thoroughly satisfied.

Stacey leaned forward and kissed her. Cassie once again tasted herself on her tongue.

"Feel better now?" Stacey asked.

Cassie’s answer was to have her hand snake up Stacey’s thigh and plunge two fingers inside her sensitive pussy.

"Is that-ah- a yes?" Stacey gasped.

Cassie’s fingers fucked her mercilessly. Her thumb circled her clit. Stacey’s hips jerked. Cassie reached for her breasts, placing one in her mouth and teasing the nipple.

Stacey was already close from listening to Cassie’s orgasm.

"Close, so close..."

Cassie bit down on Stacey’s nipple and tweaked the other in her hand. She clicked her clit.

Immediately, Stacey had an orgasm. She shuddered. Her walls closed around Cassie’s fingers. She spasmed.

"That’s enough," she chuckled, breathless. "I’m too sensitive."

Cassie pulled her fingers out slowly, brought them to her mouth, and licked them clean while Stacey watched.

"Cass..."

"What? You started it?"

Stacey slapped Cassie’s clit, causing her to jump.

"You..." she shook her head. "I’ll take this as you feeling better. Now let’s go; we still have to get ready."

They stood slowly, both on shaky legs. They rinsed each other off.

After multiple orgasms, they were both very relaxed.

Cassie helped Stacey wash off. Then Stacey helped Cassie.

Stacey, unable to help herself, squeezed Cassie’s ass. Cassie didn’t protest, only rolling her eyes.

When Stacey’s hand reached around and pinched her nipple, she gasped and swatted her hand away.

The two played like this while rinsing themselves off.

"Alright," Cassie finally said. "We still have somewhere to be. We might need to hurry, because of you."

Stacey cast a sly grin. "You loved it."

Cassie stepped out of the bathroom, not looking back at her.