Cherry watched Officer Leary leave. She had really just done that. Her friends had dared her and she took that dare and took it one step further and she felt VERY satisfied.
Annie and Gilda came running in and shut the door behind them. They were giggling as they sat on the floor in front of Cherry demanding she tell them EVERY detail.
"Annie and I didn't think you'd really do it," started Gilda. "He wasn't all that bad looking for a cop."
"I have to be honest, I think he was cute," Annie stated. "I've seen him around and hoped it was going to be him. I bet I'd have lost it and offered him a blow job!"
"You would not have, you're crazy!" proclaimed Gilda. "Plus, that would not have made the story believable and would have proven it was a set up." She then looked at Cherry and asked, "So, are you going to tell us everything?"
Cherry gave them each a bit of a 'look' as if to say, 'if you shut up...' And then proceeded to tell them everything she had told him, how Stew reacted and how funny it was seeing him sweat and then leave hunched over a bit. She then said how she modified things a little.
"I know the deal was that I'd just rub my pussy a bit in a way he couldn't really SEE anything, but I just got carried away."
"What did you do?" queried Annie.
Cherry turned around, bent over and put the fingers of one hand on her bum while the other rubber her still moist, hairless pussy. She said, "I did this and told him the guy wanted me to rub my asshole while I still rubbed my pussy. Demonstrating really got him bothered. I could hear his breathing quicken and honestly it made me very much want to finish for him."
She began to pick up on heavy breathing again and turned to see Annie and Gilda all flush and with their hands between their legs.
Cherry was no fool and began to see opportunity. She had indeed purposely tempted them. None considered themselves lesbian, yet they would from time to time masturbate with each other and did enjoy masturbating each other when horniness combined with a lack of a suitable male partner. But Cherry had begun to wonder what real sex with these two might be like. At the very least, she'd get to watch them take matters into their own hands after SHE turned THEM on.
She turned to face them and Annie blurted out, "No, keep going, this is getting interesting." Gilda agreed.
Cherry stepped towards them and allowed her scent to slip before their noses. She whispered how hot she had gotten doing this, and then, within a foot of their faces, turned again and began to rub letting them hear slight 'slooshing' sounds as she did. She spread her butt cheeks wide giving them a close, unobstructed view of her tight pink bumhole which she carefully shaved ever couple of days and washed vigorously each and every day, sometimes twice. It was her favorite place to wash and she grinned to herself as she bent fully to see the girls rubbing.
"You'd enjoy that far more if your clothes were off. I would too."
They both squirmed out of their pants and shirts. Their panties and bras came off even more quickly. They both stared at Cherry, each taking deep long breaths.
Annie was thin, not starving to death thin, but thin, and quite cute with small breasts. Cherry had admired the fact that, though small, they had a personality all their own and would NOT be ignored.
"I really have the need to touch you," sighed Annie. "Can I? I mean, I'm dying her watching you and not touching you."
"I would like that. We've done little of that," responded Cherry.
She no sooner got the words out when Annie began to caress Cherry's ass cheek. She was gentle and stroked the cheek lightly.
Gilda leaned toward plus size, but just a few well distributed pounds that gave her lovely curves and big tits that, even from 100 yards away would catch your attention. Her lips were full, but not obscenely. Her face wasn't as pretty as Annie's and no intelligent guy could ever say no to her pretty, gray expressive eyes. Cherry had loved her long dirty blond hair from the day she met her, but had decided that her own short hair was a way of expressing herself. Plus, it was fun to overhear speculation as to whether she was a punk, a dyke or a transgender. Rumors could be cruel, but if you're the one to fuel them, they can be fun and can make you mysterious.
"Screw that," suddenly interjected Gilda, "If we're going to touch, let's really touch."
With that, Gilda got up on her knees and planted her face between Cherry's cheeks, her tongue extended and gliding over Cherry's fingers. She backed off for a second and muttered, "Oh damn, I love giving rim jobs," and went back to her task for a few moments. Then she looked at Annie and added, "You want some of this?"
Annie didn't have to be asked again and the two began to share Cherry's exceptional tush. When Cherry started to move her fingers out of the way, Gilda stopped her and began to suck on those moist fingers.
Cherry had to extend her other arm and brace herself on the edge of the bed. She spread her legs just a tad more and begged Annie to slide a finger inside her pussy, which Annie immediately did. Annie also reached for Cherry's right breast which had been swaying back and forth almost like a pendulum. She grasped the nipple and Cherry let out a deep and resounding sigh.
That sigh encouraged Gilda to move Cherry's hand and shove her tongue as much into the bum as the tightness would allow. Her tongue was slender and sharp and actually penetrated by a fraction of an inch, but that fraction was enough to cause Cherry to shudder.
"Oh shit, you gotta finish me. Rub me, suck me, oh please," Cherry groaned, barely able to get the words out. She added, "I can't wait to repay you both." Then came the guttural, "OH DAMN, OH YEAH, OH SHIT, OH...OH...Oh...ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo's" that one would expect when someone is about to cum.
Annie had slipped a couple of extra fingers in and rubbed Cherry's clit with her thumb as the other hand continued the manipulation of her tit.
Gilda seemed to be oblivious to the world as she orally ravaged Cherry's booty, often running her tongue from the base of the soaking wet pussy that Annie was causing to spasm, up to the very top of the buttcrack.
The climax had been building for Cherry, but when it did arrive, it arrived VERY suddenly and she began to shake and her legs buckled. As she went down, Annie could not move her hand fast enough and felt for a second that her fingers would be crushed or broken as Cherry went down to her knees.
Gilda's face was squeezed by the cheeks and a "smuk" sound could be heard as she backed off.
As Cherry recovered, kneeling by the bed, her breasts resting on the mattress, Annie and Gilda wrapped their arms around her and kissed her neck and upon removing the robe began to kiss her back as well, rubbing and soothing her as she regained what little composure she could.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. The voice outside identified himself as Officer Leary who had just left but realized he forgot a few important questions.
The girls quietly whispered that she should let him in, it would be fun. Cherry chuckled and agreed. She half put her robe back on and opened the door. Stew could clearly see the other girls with a blanket around them. They didn't seem to have much more on and their faces were glistening. He ignored it as best he could and asked, "Did you get a phone number off your caller ID by chance? Also would you know the voice if you heard it again?"
She hadn't gotten a number, it was blocked. She might recall it, but could not guarantee it. The officer thanked her, apologized for bothering her and excused himself.
The girls broke into fits of laughter at the unease he clearly showed.
As the laughter subsided, Annie pulled a bottle of wine out from under the bed and said, "We need to toast this night."
Gilda agreed but added, "We really should have Cherry fulfill her promise first. I expect a nice orgasm and a glass of wine after would be just the thing.
"Gilda, Annie, I am a woman of my word. There happens to be a few bottles under there and some towels. If you would be so kind as to put the towels on the bed under you, I'll drink first." And Cherry grinned as she said it.
Annie got it right away. Gilda took a few seconds but grabbed under the bed for another bottle and the cork screw. Then she lay back with her legs spread wide.
Once the bottle was open and 'breathing' Cherry spilled a touch on each of her companions' mounds. As she did so, she spread their lips just a bit so the wine would enter them a bit. Annie had a landing strip. Gilda was far more imaginative. If her legs were together, it looked like she had a full bush, but as soon a she spread her legs, you could clearly see that the forest had been cleared for a few inches on each side, giving a bit more access. The hair also formed a bit of a heart.
Gilda smiled. She said, "You always forget that I'm an art major and always seem surprised by what I do for my personal projects. Hell, girlfriend, you just saw this two days ago."
Annie shot them both a look, "You got together two days ago without me?"
