Kelly put on her pyjamas and emerged from the bathroom. She looked around the clothes covered room and marvelled that David had actually found enough floor to sleep on. He was smiling up at her as she moved over to the light and turned it off. She stood there a second letting her eyes adjust to the total darkness then made her way carefully towards Cherie's bed. David stroked her bare calf as she passed him and sought the corner of the bed. The sheets were cool under her fingers and she felt her way up them until she reached the warmer patch were Cherie had moved aside for her. Feeling the soft pillow, Kelly fell face first into it and sighed as she relaxed into the inviting bed.
"Tired, darling?" came David's voice from just beside and below her.
"Just a little," she murmured into the pillow. She rolled over and stared up into the darkness. The car trip had been gruelling but what had worn her out most was...she paused and smiled at the memory. What had worn her out second most was waiting up so late for a place to sleep. While Cherie had offered her queen sized bed to Kelly and David, Kelly refused to kick her out and it was eventually decided that the two girls would share the bed while David slept on the floor.
"Poor darling," whispered David's voice from beside her ear and she felt his warm lips brush her neck then move up to her cheek. "Good night."
"Good night," she smiled.
"Good night," came Cherie's voice from somewhere right next to her other ear.
Kelly hadn't realized they were so close. "Good night," she replied, "and thank you. This is great."
"Sorry I couldn't do better," said Cherie, not sounding sorry at all.
"We'll try and give you more notice next time," said Kelly patting to her left and finding some soft part of Cherie. Cherie's nightie was silky under her fingers and they seemed to slide along it of their own accord until they found bare skin. Kelly let her hand fall back onto the bed.
"Anytime," said Cherie and Kelly could almost hear her smiling. Then she felt a small hand rest on her own. As tired as Kelly was, she couldn't help the prickling sensation that was starting between her legs. Her fantasy and intense orgasm in the car that afternoon had been about this very situation and Cherie's hand felt very sensual resting lightly against her own. She gently squeezed Cherie's hand and felt light pressure as Cherie returned her squeeze.
Then Cherie's fingers were ever so slightly stroking the palm of her hand. Kelly felt her palms beginning to sweat and a warmth between her legs. The night air was still cool around her, but here in Cherie's room, in Cherie's bed, the cool seemed not to touch her but to stop just beside her skin. Cherie's fingers were a little bolder now, lightly flowing along Kelly's smooth wrists, parting the small hairs on her forearm like the Red Sea.
Kelly let out a quiet "Mmm" and a second later felt something brush her forehead. There was a second hand stroking her hair while the first continued up the inside of her elbow. The second hand flowed over her hair and about her right ear. A finger traced along her jaw line and down to her neck. The first hand was stroking her bicep and Kelly could feel the warmth from it so close to her aching breast. She willed the hand even closer and felt it slightly brush the side of her breast as it frustratingly went past.
The second hand slid over her shoulder and began to work its way lower down her other arm. The first hand brushed the side of her breast a second time and a third. Kelly moaned again and the pressure between her legs became more demanding. In response to her moan, the two hands moved onto her breasts. Kelly sighed and Cherie's small hand squeezed her nipple through the fabric of her pyjama top. David's larger hand cupped her other breast firmly.
Kelly realized how loudly she'd been breathing into the silence then she noticed the breath at her left ear. She turned her head and felt a warm cheek against her own. She pressed her lips against it and it moved to be replaced with a soft pair of lips that almost seemed to burn her as they touched. Hungrily, Kelly parted Cherie's lips with her tongue and moaned into her mouth. Her efforts were rewarded as Cherie's tongue stroked her own and demandingly sought out her lips and teeth. Cherie whimpered quietly and Kelly wondered what her other hand was doing.
David's hand left her breast and Kelly felt the top button of her top being released from its buttonhole. Cool night air flowed down her cleavage. She took Cherie's tongue into her mouth and felt Cherie's fingers stroking in circles around her nipple. As another button worked its way loose, Cherie's fingers began to pull across the fabric. When the third button was free there was enough slack for Cherie's hand to slide inside Kelly's top and Kelly gently bit Cherie's tongue in response as she felt the fingers against her bare nipple.
Kelly felt her ear being engulfed by something warm and wet and figured it was David's mouth, since she was keeping Cherie's mouth occupied with her own. She reached out her left hand and found the soft bare skin of Cherie's leg. She squeezed it but couldn't get her arm any higher without breaking her kiss with Cherie. She could feel Cherie's arm moving somewhere between their hips.