Sam’s arousal had been simmering since she’d finished swallowing Brandon’s cum, apparently having been sated enough to be able to take her test. Zoey’s affectionate little mouth and eagerness to go down on her was making her wetter than she’d been before.
Slowly, the young blonde kissed down from Sam’s breasts, across her taut stomach and down to her belly button. Zoey was definitely taking her time, the thought of the young woman’s tongue sliding across her clit driving Sam’s arousal even higher. The fevered, hurried kisses that were repeatedly planted on her soft skin were agonizingly pleasurable, and soon she was quivering with anticipation, the tiny hairs on her tummy and upper pubic area standing on end.
Finally, the tormenting young woman slid down lower, and she felt the lips pressing into the sparse patch of hair between her legs. She felt Zoey’s kisses move to one side, then the other, then stop altogether.
Looking down, she saw the young woman looking up at her for a few seconds, then offered her a smile. Zoey’s tongue emerged and slid against Sam’s slit, driving up hard as the eager young woman latched her lips against her.
Fingers of pleasure raced through her body, and Sam moaned loudly, reaching down to caress Zoey’s cheek. Emphatic whimpers and moans were coming from the first timer, obviously enjoying the way Sam tasted.
Pulling her hips hard, Zoey practically suctioned her lips onto Sam’s pussy, her tongue working quickly back and forth against it. She would find Sam’s clit, then lose it again, the teasing driving her crazy. Soon, she seemed to find her rhythm, and Sam breathed a little easier as she slowed her torturous pace.
As aroused as she was, Sam was surprised that it took around five minutes for Zoey to bring her to orgasm, the young woman’s tongue barely slowing as Sam whimpered and cried out in pleasure. Eventually, Sam had to reach down and pull the young woman up, kissing her emphatically and pulling her tight.
“Mmm,” she said, riding the wave of pleasure to its end.
A few minutes later, Sam was recovering with Zoey beside her, her hand caressing Sam’s bare skin.
“How was it?” Zoey asked.
Sam giggled happily. “It was wonderful,” she said quietly. “What did you think?”
Zoey giggled that time and leaned in to kiss her before answering. “I loved it. God… you tasted…” she began, but then looked back at Sam. “I don’t want to be gross, but you tasted so good!”
“Oh, that’s not gross,” Sam said. “I was all turned on from Brandon letting me suck his cock and you being so sweet and affectionate. You definitely hit the right spots.”
“Gosh, I felt so clumsy and was so worried that I was doing something wrong,” she said.
“Mmm, nope, you did it very right,” she said. “But… it’s my turn now.”
Zoey giggled, but then gestured toward the clock. “You’ve only got about an hour until you have to work,” she pointed out.
Sam frowned. “Drat,” she said. “We’ve been here that long?”
“We have,” Zoey confirmed. “I think I took too long building up to it. I’m okay,” she added with a shrug. “I’ll just have to make you come back over again sometime.”
With a nod of her head and a giggle, Sam started to work herself off the bed, stopping only to kiss Zoey on the lips.
She stood then, turning to look for her clothes to get dressed. Zoey was in the process of extricating herself from the bed, but somehow tripped and ending up falling off and landing on her butt. Laughing along with Sam at the sight, the young woman leaned to one side and whimpered in pain as she rubbed the flesh on her rump.
After a few seconds, Sam offered to help her up, but Zoey shook her head.
“I’m gonna sit here for a minute. You go ahead.”
Sam smiled, stepping over close to Zoey and leaning over to grab her panties. She was staring upward at Sam, a curious smile on her face.
“I know I sound like a guy, but I can’t help but say that I like this angle of you,” she said, smiling up at her.
Sam glanced down, seeing Zoey smiling, but then watching her eyes go back to rest between Sam’s legs.
“Let me just…” Zoey said, pulling Sam’s hand.
Giggling and sighing in an exaggerated show of resignation, she let Zoey pull her over, moving to stand directly above the young woman and staring down as she pressed her lips and tongue up into Sam’s pussy again.
“Mmm,” Zoey moaned, Sam’s hand moving down to grab the blonde locks as they bounced back and forth with the movements of her head.
“Nnnghfuck…” Sam swore, closing her eyes and moving her other hand to Zoey’s head, pulling her tight and gently grinding against her lips. Both of her hands were on Sam’s butt, pulling her up against Zoey’s face and tongue.
Eventually, Sam let go and stepped back, sighing as Zoey licked her lips and grinned up from her spot on the floor.
“I think I’ve created a monster,” she said, turning and opening her panties to try and slide her leg in.
“Mmmhmm,” Zoey confirmed, and Sam felt a gentle nibble on her butt, turning and grinning as Zoey erupted into giggles after being caught.
“You’re going to make me late to work,” she admonished, the other girl shrugging and crawling over to where Sam was standing and holding her panties in both hands.
“If you tell your boss that you’re late because your new friend was eating your pussy, I’m sure he’ll understand,” Zoey said, reaching up and yanking Sam’s panties away.
Zoey stood and grabbed her, laughing as she pulled Sam back to the bed. The two fell into a naked pile, ending with Zoey’s face between Sam’s legs again.
“Ohhhhh,” Sam moaned, feeling the amateurish but emphatic efforts of the young woman. Zoey was enthusiastically going at her again, but then quickly stopped and cocked her head.
Darting from the bed, she quickly ran over to the door and locked it, then slide the safety latch in place. The sound of a key in the lock made Sam sit up, and Zoey turned, covering her face and laughing as she turned back to look at her.
“My roommate!” she whisper-yelled.
Sam smirked. “You see what happens?” she said, standing and moving to get dressed.
The door finally unlocked and started to open, the safety lock catching it.
“Zoey?” a voice came.
“Yeah, one second,” she called, pulling her shirt and shorts on.
Sam pulled her clothes on as quickly as she could, leaving her socks and shoes off as Zoey went over to open the door.
A pretty Hispanic girl was standing in the doorway when she opened it, and Sam smiled.
“Lucy, this is my friend Sam,” Zoey said, brushing her hair behind her ear.
“Nice to meet you,” she said with a wave. She smiled, casting a knowing look at Zoey and heading over to her side of the room.
Getting her shoes and socks on, Sam walked to the door with Zoey following behind. Turning, she stopped after opening it.
“Text me,” Sam said, hoping that Zoey was able to come up with something plausible if she needed to.
“Thank you for letting me go down on you,” she said instead, eliciting a smirk and a shake of Sam’s head.
“Next time is my turn,” Sam said.
Zoey shook her head in response and grinned mischievously. “Nope, it’s gonna be mine.”
Shaking her head and waving, Sam turned and left the room to head to work.
A few minutes later as she was driving that way, she got a text message. Checking it a red light, she saw that it was from Zoey.
“Do me a favor and don’t mention today to Brandon. I know it might weird you out, but… just do it for me.”
Sam frowned, not wanting to be in the middle of some secrets between the two, but knew Zoey was probably just wanting to tell him herself.
“No problem,” she sent. “I had fun. You’re a natural!”
“Thanks!” came the reply. “I hope I can keep practicing.”
Sam smiled at the last message, her inner thoughts hoping for that as well.
***
After a normal Friday night shift at work, Sam went directly home and took a shower, went back to her room. The second floor of the house was very empty that evening, all of her siblings having gone out or something.
Not caring and being tired from work, she crawled into bed and quickly went to sleep.
*****
Alex
Friday night…
Kenny, Toni, and Alex had entered and walked up to a desk that was situated near a set of closed doors, a young woman sitting behind it. She looked at each of them, then examined the copies of the STD tests and gestured to a table that was sitting on a wall near the desk. There were hundreds of different masks scattered about, some extravagant, some extremely simple.
Toni wasted no time in going over and selected a matching pair for her and Alex, Kenny following suit and grabbing one for himself.
“We’ll need you to sign these forms,” the young woman said.
“What are they for?” Alex asked.
“Consent forms. There are cameras in there, hence the need for the masks. Also, it’s to protect the owners of the house from any liability issues.”
“Cameras?” Alex asked.
The woman nodded. “If you wish, you can sign up for a copy of the video, which will be mailed to you and is also available for download.”
Alex raised an eyebrow at her two companions.
Kenny and Toni wasted no time, both signing the form they were offered. Alex took it and read through it, but it was basically stating what the young woman had said.
She hesitated, but then signed and offered the paper to the young woman.
“Excellent,” she said, then cleared her throat. “Understand that while sex is allowed, even expected once you pass the doors behind me, we have a no-tolerance policy where consent is concerned. If someone says stop, tells you no, or vigorously shakes their head back and forth if they are unable to speak, any and all sexual acts are to cease immediately.”
The three listening to her nodded as she looked at them. She continued.