For the next few weeks Shannon and Erin could barely talk to each other... not because either of them were angry about Erin walking in on Shannon and Christie, but because they were both so embarrassed. All the conversations were rather stilted and overly polite, as if neither of them were sure how to address the other. For Erin's part though, hidden under the excess of manners, she was still burning with curiosity and desires that she didn't quite understand.
Christie hadn't been back to the room since, and Erin wasn't sure if it was to make sure that there would be no repeat event or because Shannon and Christie were through. Deep down she was hoping for the latter, although with the current state of things she didn't really feel as though she could ask Shannon. It might seem as if she was making a judgement or something if she did, and that was certainly something she didn't want to make Shannon feel. Things were already uncomfortable as it was!
The repercussions had been so embarrassing that Erin was even finding it hard to masturbate secretly to Shannon's videos... after all, what if the same thing happened and Shannon came in to find her doing that! Who knows what that might do to their already somewhat strained relationship... after awhile though she started to relax. After all, neither of them seemed to be very interested in skipping class lately... you never knew when the other one would too! Still, as time went on her curiosity and horniness overcame the fear of being caught. Shannon probably wouldn't be skipping classes any time soon anyway, she was the one to suffer the most from the embarrassment after all. Chances were she'd learned her lesson the most thoroughly.
So Erin started watching the porn again, masturbating furiously as she also remembered the way Shannon and Christie had been set up in the room. Christie buried in Shannon's pussy, completely oblivious to their surroundings as she licked furiously between Shannon's thighs. The way Shannon's breasts had been heaving below her flushed face, her hands entwined in Christie's hair for extra support. Erin's fingers thrummed faster on her clit as she pictured herself in Christie's place, licking at Shannon's slit, hearing Shannon moan for her. As the picture on the screen changed, the scenario in her head changed with it.
Now she was flat on her back with Shannon kneeling over her, the other girl's fingers deep in her pussy and pounding her hard. Erin's back arched as she invaded her pussy with her own fingers, imagining that they were Shannon's, rough and questing inside her. With a lusty moan she came, her pussy clenching down as she thrashed on the bed, almost feeling Shannon kneeling between her thighs.
