As I got up the pale white light of the moon shown down on our naked bodies, Kelly was still snoozing in bed. It was nearly eight o’clock by now, I hadn’t realised how much our fun with Amanda had taken out of us.
“Wake up Kelly,” I said as I nudged her arm.
“Um.” she mumbled back.
“Get up girl!” I said as I attempted to wake her.
“Come back to bed.” she slurred.
“God damn it girl, get up, or you’ll miss the fun.”
She lifted her head from the pillow, her brown eyes staring up at me. “What fun?” I had obviously sparked her attention.
“You don’t get up, you won’t find out.”
“OK, OK, I’m up.”
“Good! Go and make us some coffee.” As she slipped off down stairs I went through the bag of cloths she had brought back. I picked out the clothes I wanted her to wear as she returned.
“Cheers! Now there isn’t enough time to shower. Anyway, I like the way we smell, so it should be OK.”
“Why? Where we going?” she asked me with inquisitive eyes.
“Tell you later. Now put this on.” I said, holding up a black Wonder Bra.
Kelly did as I ordered. She was such good little slave girl, always ready to do as I commanded. I could see that she was disappointed in having to wear a bra. She had obviously enjoyed our little trip without any underwear earlier.
“Don’t worry, if all goes according to plan you won’t have to wear it for long. Now put this on.” I said, holding up a black lace suspender belt. “Good girl. Now the suspenders.” She did, slowly rolling the nylons up. As she did this she bent over in front of me giving me a perfect view of her bum. “God, I could fuck you.” I said. She looked over her shoulder, gave me a dirty smile that told me that was just what she wanted me to do. I gave her a quick slap, “Not now, you little nympho. Put this dress on.”
She pulled the black dress on and turned to face me, she looked beautiful, but then again she always looked beautiful. The Wonder Bra pushed her already ample breasts together and giving them a slight lift, making them look even bigger. The hem of the short dress just covered the tops of her stocking and was only a couple of inches past her pussy. ‘Bend over girl’, she did as she was told. The dress rose so only half of it covered her arse, giving a wonderful view of her cunt; I had to resist the urge to rub my clit.
“All right, girl! You look perfect. Lets do your make up.”
“OK. But why all the dress up? Shouldn’t we be dressing down?” Kelly said.
“Not tonight, baby. Tonight you and me are hitting the town.” I sat her down in front of my make up table and went to work. Everything was black, lipstick, nails, eyeliner, shadow and plenty of mascara, then the finishing touch. The choker I picked up form the sex shop, although I had removed the chain.
“Brilliant! You look like a gleamed up Goth chick now.”
“What are you wearing then?” Kelly asked me.
“Wait and see, baby.” I said before planting a kiss on her newly painted lips.
Kelly’s eyes followed me around the room as I pulled out my outfit. I put on a thin tight little white T-shirt, which had a Rival School’s emblem on the back. The T-shirt was so thin that if you looked close enough you could see my puffy nipples through the thin material. Next I pulled out a tiny little pink mini skirt, which I wriggled into. Then I put some bright pink lipstick on, some gloss and I was ready. “Here.” I said handing Kelly some dainty black high heel shoes, I strapped on a similar pair only in a vivid pink.
“Now what do you think?” I asked.
“Gorgeous! You look gorgeous.” A broad smile lighting up her face.
“Good then lets go.”
As we walked up to the tube station the road was nearly deserted. We walked arm in arm. Kelly kept badgering me about our destination. Eventually I relented.
“There’s a lesbian club, not to far from the sex shop we went to earlier.”
“A lesbian club?”
“A lesbian night club.”
“Oh.”
“What did you think I meant?”
“I didn’t know.”
“What? You thought like the Groucho club, but for dykes; a load of girls sitting in leather chairs, smoking cigars, drinking Port, discussing the markets and the state of the conservative party.”
“Sort of.”
“Sounds like fun. Perhaps we could set one up, although I might add a dungeon for you, ya naughty slut.”
Kelly giggled and squeezed my arm.
We got into the tube carriage to find it completely deserted. I knew that the trip down to the next stop would take a while. With Kelly looking the other way I pushed my hand under her dress and down to her cunt.
“Haley! What do you think you’re doing? Stop it! Someone might get on.”
“Maybe if they’re a good looking girl, I’ll let them join in.”
“Ha…. Haley.” She stopped, her eyes closed, head thrown back, unable to resist my touch.
“Do the same for me.” I whispered into her ear.
Her arm leaned over me and disappeared between my legs. She began to rub my clit. The thought that someone might come in at the next stop, the very real possibility that we might be found out, was a huge thrill. We were both coming to our orgasms quicker then I could ever remember. Our fingers rapidly running across each other’s clit’s as we both sought to make the other cum, before we were forced to stop. Our efforts were in vain. We came into the next station before we could bring each other off. A pretty women in her late twenties got on at the other end of the carriage. We both sat there panting in sexual frustration. Now I knew what I must put Kelly through.
The train moved out of the station disappearing back underground. I couldn’t stand this; I was on the edge of cumming. The blood was pulsing through my veins. Kelly and I looked at each other. I could see she was going through the same thing I was. I plunged my hand back down her dress to her clit as she did the same.
“Haley! We can’t! That women will see.” She whispered in my ear.
“Fuck…that! I need to. ……Cum!” I struggled to talk as my orgasm came racing through me. I realised that we had attracted the attention of the women at the other end of the carriage. She looked over at us, straining to see what we were up to.
“She’s looking over.” Kelly said, no longer whispering. Her approaching orgasm was sucking away her self-control.
“I know, baby, I…know.” Then we both came, a scream escaping our lips as we did. Our audience looked on in disbelief, although I could see that her cheeks were flushed and her nipples were beginning to poke through her black jumper.
“Haley, that was…so….”
“Powerful?”
“Yeah.”
“Follow my lead.”
Kelly looked across at me wondering what I had in mind. I got up and made my way down the carriage to other women and sat on her left. Kelly sat on her right. Up close she was even prettier, she had a “Liberian” look about her, with soft features, light brown hair and spectacles. The train came into the next station and no one got on. I turned to the startled women beside me and said, “Did you like our little show?” She looked straight ahead. “Did it make you hot? Is your cunt wet?” I said as the train began to move away. She continued to look ahead, slightly scared. But I could tell she was interested, or she would have moved away. “We want to put our hands in your panties and feel your sweet little cunt.” Still she didn’t run. “I want you to stand up and then sit back down. But when you sit back down I want you to lift that long skirt up so we can play with you’.
“No! People will see.”
“There’s only us her.” Who’ll see?”
“No! I don’t want to.” The tone of voice betrayed her.
“I know you do. I know you want us to make you cum, you little slut.”
She sat still for a moment and then did as I wanted. Kelly and I put our hands onto her seat. When as she sat back down she lifted the back of her skirt up so we could have our way with her. The front of the skirt felling back down over her legs. As she sat back down I could tell I was right about her cunt being wet. We managed to twist our hands around and pull her panties away from her. I plunged a couple of fingers into her juicy cunt and Kelly began to rub her clit. I leaned across our new plaything and gave her breast a squeeze. “Please stop, before someone sees.”
“Oh, we’ll stop, once you’ve cum.” I replied.
Kelly responded by rubbing her clit even quicker. I put a third finger into her now sopping cunt, wriggling them about within her. “You like that, don’t you, Bitch? You like having two teen girls fuck you in public.” I was shocked to hear Kelly say. Obviously a couple of days in my company had turned her into a dirty little slut like me. I turned to her and gave her a wicked smile egging her on. “MMmmm, you have such a tight little cunt, whore.” I said.
“And her clit’s good and hard. Oh, it’s like a rock, baby.” Kelly said obviously enjoying our new little game. We began to slow down as the train entered the next station, the girl in-between us nearly on the point of cumming. As the doors opened an old woman sat down at the other end of the carriage joined us. “Oh god, please stop, there’re people on…. please’, she begged.
“Not until you cum.” I said quickening my motions. Kelly was doing the same. The women began to writhe about in our hands as she reached her peak; her breathing quickened, her heart racing. She was on the point of cumming, her juices oozing out of her wet slit, soaking our hands, her panties and the seat. I covered her mouth with my hand as she hit her orgasm hard. I could feel her scream out against my hand, her tongue flicking at my fingers. I left my fingers in her, while Kelly explored her cunt.
“Did you like that, Bitch. Did you like cumming in public?” “Yes.” She quietly whimpered. “Good girl. Now get up.” She did as she was told and we moved our hands away and exchanged glances of happiness. The girl sat back down in a small pool of her own pussy juices. “Good. Now clean us up.” She looked at me bewildered.
Kelly clearly got my point as she lifted her fingers to the girl’s mouth, but not before she took a taste herself. Our new friend sucked her own pussy juices of my slave’s fingers. I did the same, savouring this mystery girl’s sweet juices before offering her my slimy fingers to lick.
“Now, whore, I want your number and your panties as a little memento.” She looked at me her face still flushed.
“I can’t. That old woman will see.”
“I don’t care.” The girl wrote her number on a piece of paper and handed it to me. Kelly got up and stood between the old woman and us, slightly masking her views. My new whore got up and as quickly as she could she pushed her hand up her skirt and pulled her panties off and handed them to me, just as we entered the next station. As the doors opened she ran out panty less and most probably off home to wank herself silly. Kelly sat next to me, and into the departed girls juices. She looked into my eyes before she leaned over and kissed me, her tongue playing with mine.
