Misaki & Kaori
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On O-Day I had been at a party with my friend Kaori. We were in an idol group, nothing too big, but part of the J-Pop scene. We were the eldest (I was 21 and Kaori was 22), and our job was to look after the younger girls, keep them out of trouble. We would then make appearances at more grown up parties without them, this was to impress executives and business partners of our label. That evening the record company had dressed us up, and sent us to this party full of guys in suits. I can't remember what it was about, we were there to look pretty and promote the company. It was one of the strange things we had to do back then. One of the rules was no boys, or men. The record company wanted to keep boys thinking they had a chance with us. Any boyfriends, or rumours of sexual relationships would cause problems, so we had to stay single and sexless. Some girls found it easier than others, they just didn't have the need. But some (and I must admit I was one of them) found it very difficult to stay celibate with so many boys (men in my case) throwing themselves at us. Shortly before O-Day, one of the girls was thrown out the group when she was caught. The guy was super cute and a J-Pop act himself. The poor girl had recently turned 18 and bloomed into a beautiful woman. None of us had particularly large breasts, but hers came from nowhere over a couple of months. Quickly she was getting the most attention, and it seemed she was powerless to resist. It always seemed counterintuitive to me to push this celibacy thing, surely it meant boys didn't have a chance with us.
That night we didn't stay long. The party started early, so we were mingling from about 7pm. We got a lot of attention, the dresses made sure of that. Plenty of leg, tight around the butt. One guy was particularly persistent with Kaori, but we shook him off. I was talking to a guy, I wanted to jump him, take him into a corner and feel his desire. They must have known I couldn't do anything, but the teasing was unbearable. Noticing Kaori was also struggling to resist, we made our exit before 9:45, and we were soon back at our apartment by just after 10. The couple of drinks we'd had left us a little giggly, so we took off our heels and collapsed in the lounge. We had this place to ourselves, we'd managed to escape the bratty excesses of the other girls, it was the only concession we'd got out of the record company, although it all came out of our pay.
I lay on the sofa, Kaori sat in an armchair and put her feet up over the side. I'd always admired her legs, but in this position they looked particularly stunning. Her short dress hiked up slightly, displaying more of her thighs. I wouldn't say I was sexually attracted to her, but I could appreciate her beauty. We were talking for a short while, nothing in particular, just stupid girly stuff. I noticed the wetness but didn't say anything, when the faint throbbing started I noticed Kaori moving in her seat a little, then she took her legs down. I quickly knew something strange was going on because her usual demure was gone, she sat in the chair with her legs slightly apart, her bare womanhood almost within sight. The dresses required us to go without underwear, and quickly we were dripping onto the expensive fabric. In one last moment of consciousness I pulled my dress up to my waist to stop it from being ruined, revealing my naked pussy to my friend. I told Kaori to pull up her dress, but she just panicked and asked what was going on. A moment later it hit.