Meredith paused at the bedroom door, clutching the bottle of tequila. She could hear the soft little moans emanating from behind the closed door, mixing with the creaking of the bed, and the little giggles. Taking a deep breath, she pushed the door open silently, too aroused to keep from joining them. Soft light bathed the room, the lone lamp swathed in pink chiffon. The blankets on the bed twisted around the two bodies there, distinctly making out, attesting to the scent of sex that hung in the air.
She gulped down a slug of alcohol, listening intently, as another little gasp of delight sounded. "God, don't stop...yes...baby..." It was Izzie, her head thrown back, eyes closed, as the orgasm began to take her away. Meredith knew it, she had heard it herself enough times, she realized, walking into the bedroom.
"Cheating on me, Iz?" she laughed, yanking the blankets away, revealing the soft curves of the two women wrapped around each other.
"Mer! You're home..." Izzie sighed, holding out her hand. Cristina looked up, her lips wet with Izzie's juice, her tongue lapping her lip lasciviously. "We were just waiting for you...and playing a little...we got carried away..."
"Sure you did..." Meredith leaned over and kissed Izzie hard, letting the tequila fuel her ardour. Her fingers found the hard nipple and teased it, making Izzie moan louder. "But don't stop on my account..." She backed away, taking one more drink before putting the bottle down. "I like watching too. Do her, Cris...make her come for us..."
Cristina smirked, thrusting her fingers into Izzie's pussy, deep and fast. "No problem, I can make her come in record time...c'mon, Iz...I know you're ready to come...wiggle that little body of yours for me..."
"Bitch..." Izzie panted, spreading her legs wider, consumed by the climax that was just so close. "Faster..." Her own hands cupped her breasts, and her hips bucked uncontrollably, aroused to the point of no return. If Mer wanted to watch...well...so much the better. She peeked over at her friend, whose expression was consumed with sensual want. She held her hand out. "Come here Mer...I want you too..."
Meredith stripped her tank top off, and shimmied out of her jeans in record time. "I can't just watch anyway," she giggled, putting her mouth over Izzie's breast, kneading the other with her fingers. The nipple was hard under her tongue, and she rolled it around, loving the wicked feel of it. Her own pussy throbbed, and she moved to position herself over Izzie's face. The soft wet tongue invaded her, just as Cristina met Meredith for a wet kiss. Moaning, tongues clashing, as Izzie bucked beneath them, her own tongue busy.
"Damn...don't stop...baby..."
It was all Meredith could do to hang on, her climax rushing over her. Waves of pleasure flooded her body, and she couldn't stop the shaking that consumed her. "Oh god...god...feels so fucking good..."
They fell into a laughing heap, and Cristina snagged the vibrator from the bedside table. With a wicked smile, she pushed Meredith onto her back, holding the dildo between her legs. "Oh come to mama...you look like you need this..."
Meredith spread her legs wider, her fingers dancing over her already quivering clit. "Don't just tease me, give it to me..." Already wet, her body was demanding another orgasm, and the dildo slid into her easily. Filling her completely, the ribs along it's sides making her cry out in bliss. The dildo was thick and full, plunging in and out deeper and harder. Meredith rocked upwards to meet it as if fucking a real person, consumed with the need for more.
