55. Let Me Make a Suggestion
Sunday Afternoon
Salalai had been wetter and hornier than usual ever since that fateful day in the gym showers with Cassie, and sometimes still found it hard to believe that she was wandering around naked and not getting harassed. Or at least, not getting harassed more than an attractive woman walking around ordinarily did. Part of her kept expecting the police or some other authority figure to call her out for her nudity, and the longer she went without such a rebuke, the more turned on she became. The sex in the deli had only whetted her appetite for more, and she couldn't help fingering herself as they walked.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, young lady?!" came an outraged voice from a bystander. Salalai and her friends stopped and saw that a number of other people had also paused their activities to stare at Sally with looks of disbelief, lust, horror, and other less identifiable feelings on their faces. Chagrined, Sally removed her fingers, feeling her face burn with surprise and humiliation. Shanice looked as confused and worried as Salalai felt, but Cassie was trying to suppress a smile.
"Let's get out of here," said the redhead, putting her arm around Sally's shoulders and steering her away. "I'll explain when we get to my car."
"Our apartment is only a couple of blocks away," Shanice offered. "Maybe we should just head back there instead?"
They all agreed to the plan and a short while later they were entering a modest two-bedroom flat in one of the off-campus student housing buildings. "What gives?" Sally asked when the door was shut, annoyed at how whiny her voice sounded. "How come no one cared that we were fucking on a table and then when I try to tickle my clitty people freak out?"
Cassie flopped down on the frayed sofa and splayed her legs in a very unladylike pose before answering, "I told you guys already, I have magical sex powers!"
Shanice snorted and walked to their fridge to get a bottle of water, muttering, "What a crock." Salalai couldn't help scowling at her friend for offering such an implausible explanation, but she wasn't sure that any rationale would be any more believable. Both she and her redheaded guest paused to admire Shanice's bubble butt as she was bent over, rummaging in the refrigerator.
Cassie smirked and replied, "If you don't believe me, go get dressed, Shan."
"You can't tell me what to do," she said, taking a drink. "I'm definitely not gonna put on clothes in my own home, and you're in no position to complain."
"I'm not complaining," Cassie clarified, "I was merely pointing out that you're a nudist now as evidence of my powers."
Shanice seemed unsure of herself and exchanged a look with Salalai, both of them apparently trying to decide if their nakedness was valid proof or not. Sally finally asked, "So what other powers do you have? Or claim to have?"
"The nudity thing is the main one," said Cassie, "But I can have sex with pretty much anyone, anywhere, and not get in trouble. Well, as long as it doesn't interfere too much with other people. I don't think we could have had sex in the kitchen or the middle of the street, for example, and it obviously has to be consensual, but otherwise, I can woo-hoo just about wherever and whenever I want."
"So, as long as you were getting nasty, anything we did with you was fine," Salalai said slowly, "But once you weren't being naughty anymore, we couldn't do anything sex-like, either?"
Cassie touched her finger to her nose and smiled.
"So is that waitress gonna strip down, too?" asked Shanice. "Was she close enough to catch your nude virus or whatever?"
"Pretty sure it's only when I fuck somebody," Cassandra clarified, "But maybe, if she was really turned on and jilled herself while watching, she'd be a nudist, too. I'll have to try that someday," she said thoughtfully.
Salalai was starting to believe Cassie's wild story, partly because of the supposed evidence, and partly because she was telling the tale with simple conviction. It was still entirely possible her friend was just crazy, but if so, that might well mean they all were.
"Any other powers we should know about?" Sally asked. "Are we going to get giant tits or anything like that?"
"My boobs don't need to get any bigger," scoffed Shanice, pushing aside one of Cassie's legs and sitting down on the couch, making the large breasts in question flop around attractively.
"I do have one other magical ability, yes," said Cassie, "But I can only use it every so often, and the results are usually pretty random."
"Random like what?" asked Salalai.
"You wouldn't believe me without proof, right? I'll show you around four this afternoon, that's the next time I can do it."
Sally and Shanice laughed lightly, thinking that Cassie had finally given up on her tall tale. They talked of other things for a little while, and found out that she had been looking for her friends Dana and Miguel when they'd all met at the deli. Neither Salalai nor Shanice knew the couple socially, and hadn't heard anything about where they might be, much to Cassie's disappointment.
"So, anyone else horny?" Cassandra asked casually while taking a vibrator out of her purse and turning it on.
"When am I not, lately?" replied Salalai ruefully. "I suppose you'll be wanting reciprocal oral soon?"
"Yes, certainly," the redhead affirmed as she grabbed one of Shanice's legs and pulled the girl toward her, causing her to yelp in surprise. "But first, let's double-team this unbeliever and fuck her until she's a puddle!"
"Would you believe we've never done anything with each other?" Sally asked as she skipped over to her recumbent roommate and climbed onto the couch above her head, facing Cassie. "In fact, her only lesbian experience prior to this afternoon was with a teammate who shall remain nameless at our camp a few weeks ago."
"Scandalous!" cried Cassandra with mock horror as she teased Shanice's clit with the vibrating toy. "But this I vow: not long shall that teammate reside in anonymity!"
Salalai laughed but then bit her lip and moaned when Shanice's tongue wormed its way into her cleft. The girl's hands found their way to Sally's ass, so she massaged her own breasts as she stared with half-lidded eyes at the pussy Cassie was toying with. Shanice was almost vibrating herself, the muscles beneath her slightly rounded belly twitching in response to each increase of pressure from the buzzing toy. The clenching was accompanied by moans that travelled straight into Sally's pleasure centers, causing her to cry out, "Yes!" repeatedly.
Cassie scooted backwards to make room to lean down and add her lips and tongue to the action centering on Shanice's sex. The redhead hummed appreciatively at the flavor, and Salalai wondered how her roommate tasted. Her mouth watered slightly in anticipation of finding out. She and Cassandra made eye contact while they enjoyed their teammate, both wearing a smirk of shared dominance that promised a battle of wills when it came time to enjoy one another directly.
Cassie eventually started plunging the vibrator deep into Shanice's core, finally setting her off and making her pussy flood with juices that dripped onto the couch, as well as cause excitingly obscene squelching noises as the toy continued to move in and out more slowly. Sally's climax followed shortly afterwards, more from riding Shanice's face than the girl's tongue-work, which had largely faltered while she came. Hers wasn't as messy, but Shanice's face was still slick and shiny with Salalai's essence when she shakily dismounted.
"I guess you two can take a breather," Cassie said grudgingly, although there was a twinkle in her eye. "But I'll be expecting your tongue in my box very soon," she told Salalai, smiling smugly.
"Fair enough," Sally agreed, "But let's take it to the bedroom, okay? More room to spread out, and sheets are easier to clean than couches."
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When Leila came to, she glanced around in confusion for a few moments, noticing that the other women seemed equally discombobulated. She suddenly remembered the man with the gun and looked around for him, but he had vanished. The gun was lying in the grass where he'd dropped it while fucking her girlfriend. That memory made the bunny girl feel sick to her stomach, and she tried to cry out for her lover, but all that emerged was a squeal. "Still in bunny mode, goddammit!" she thought angrily.
