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Christina tried to look away, but her eyes were drawn to her disrobing friend like moth to flame. Self-consciously, her hands began to lightly squeeze her own breasts as Andrea continued the delicious massage.

"You're unzipping you shorts&oh god this is crazy&now you're pushing them down your legs and stepping out of them&you re&you're standing there in your bra and panties like a lingerie model&no, you won t&you're reaching back now and undoing your bra&please don't make me do this&your boobs are coming free&I can see them all, see your nipples as you drop your bra to the floor&they re so firm and you're squeezing them&god this is crazy&no, not your panties, too&you ve got two thumbs in the waist band&I can see the top of your pubic hair&oh you're really going slowly&the silk is going slowly over your hips and thighs&more of your hair&I can see it all now, all of your pussy!&It s all exposed&"

Christina was squeezing her own breasts hard now and her words were coming in jagged breaths. As Jen stepped out of her panties, leaving her totally nude, she felt a total rush of exhilaration, her heart pounding in her chest. Seeing Christina's eyes roam over her body and describe what she saw was too much for her.

"Don't stop, Chris," Andrea whispered in her ear. "I'm sure you want to tell me what her hands are doing now."

"She s smiling at me, Andrea, and running her hands up and down the sides of her body. Now she s cupping her tits and squeezing her nipples between her fingers. I can t believe it! She s starting to play with herself, in front of all three of us! She s queezing her boobs hard now with both hands. Doesn't that hurt a little? Oh no, one of her hands is moving down over her tummy and rubbing her belly button. How can she squeeze her boobs so hard? Her hand is going lower, over her abdomen, over the top of her pubic hair. Oh god, Andrea, I can see her cunt now that her legs are open&it s so wet&her hand is going so slowly down between her legs&now her fingers are on her pussy lips, rubbing in little circles. She s tweaking her nipples between her fingers now. There it goes; one of her fingers is going into her vagina, in just a little bit and moving all around. So fascinating&

Michelle broke her concentration as she spoke up. "Christina, why don't you take off your skirt? It s starting to get really hot in here and I know you d be more comfy with that thing off."

Jen began writhing on the couch as her finger moved deeper into her vagina. She was pressing her hand deep into her crotch and alternating between nipples with her free hand. Christina looked a Michelle, whose shirt had fallen all the way open, exposing her girlish breasts and wide nipples. She now understood that these girls could make her do whatever she wanted, but she was not about to get naked if she could help it.

"No, I think I'm fine," Christina said, clenching her thighs together. "I'm not taking off my clothes. Never."

Off to her right, Andrea pulled her nightshirt up to her waist, exposing her pale blue panties. She stared at Jen in wonderment as her fingers pressed deep into her slick flesh and rubbed her clitoris in tight figure eight s. Jen now had her legs spread wide on the couch and her fingers were actually glistening as they rubbed against her slippery mons. She was breathing heavy as a fine sheen of sweat covered her twitching female form. Michelle pulled her blue panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them, letting her nightshirt fall down her legs.

"See, Christina," Andrea said as Jen slid first two, then three fingers deep into her swollen vagina and closed her eyes, lost in her own world of self-pleasuring. "It s not that hard. You wear less when you go to the beach in your bathing suit. I'm sure you ll feel better."

With that, Christina stood up and carefully unzipped the side of her skirt and pushed it down over her thighs until the fabric pooled up around her ankles. As she stepped out from the loose pile of skirt, her magnificent body was revealed to Michelle and Andrea. And was her body flawless! Any model on her best day would envy how her womanly hips flared out slightly and led to long, toned legs. Christina didn't look that distressed at losing her skirt and standing no more than two feet from another girl who was panting and writhing around on the couch like a bitch in heat. Christina gaped at Jen, whose fingers were going a mile a minute over her wet, swollen flesh. She moaned audibly as she finger-fucked herself with three fingers. Jen gasped, her hips bucked and her face twisted up into a pleasure grimace as she pushed her fingers forward deep inside her wet vagina, stroking her G-spot. Her other hand came down from her heaving breasts and rubbed her hard clitoris.

All three girls were at a loss for words as Jen's hips began humping both hands buried deep in her pussy. Michelle was pressing her fingers into the crotch of her pajama pants through the silk as her eyes were locked on her friend s fingers as they vibrated against her clit, making a slurping sound. Still standing in her bra and panties, Christina was struck by how beautiful Jen looked, thrashing about on the couch, her hips desperately humping away as both her hands worked away at her pungent pussy. Suddenly, Jen's eyes popped open as her orgasm swept over her body and her thighs slapped together, squeezing her hands between her legs.

"Oh....Fuck&.so fucking good," Jen groaned, her whole body convulsing as wave after wave wracked her naked body. "Christina&I m&.I'm cumming&ahhhh&!!!"

Her whole body went rigid and she let out a mixture of a cry and a moan and held her body taught for a moment&then crashed back down on the sofa in a sweaty heap.

It took two or three minutes for all four girls to recover from Jen's powerful climax. As she stood looking down at the sweaty girl before her in erotic bliss, Christina could smell the musky aroma of her climax. Jen left her fingers in her vagina for a while, feeling her muscles tense and release around her digits as her chest heaved. Christina was dumbfounded at her roommate s live show, not sure how she should feel, but knowing that she felt like she was leaking by the teaspoon, her wetness running like a river down her inner thigh. It was Michelle again who snapped her out of her momentary trance.

"Christina, do you have a vibrator?"

"Um, no. Of course not."

"You wouldn't lie to me would you?"

"No. I don't have one."

Michelle leaned forward and put her hands on her knees, her breasts swaying freely between her arms. She glanced over at Jen, who looked like she had just run a marathon in the nude.

"Just for that," Michelle said. "I'm sure you should take your bra off."

"No&I'm sorry, no!" but it was too late, as Christina's fingers moved up to undo the fittings with a mind of their own. The clasp was undone and Christina's perfect breasts sprang free in all their glory. Michelle had only seen breast like hers in her brother s girly magazines: they seemed to almost perk up toward her chin instead of showing any sign of sag, despite their impressive size.

"Nice tits, Chris," Jen said, still a bit out of breath. "Are you sure you don't have one?"

"No, I mean yes, I mean no, yes&yes, fuck," Christina said, not trying to cover her beautiful breasts anymore, knowing that these three witches would make her move her hands anyway. "I keep it in my bed stand drawer, behind my bible."

"Kinky," Michelle said, absently stroking her firm breasts through her silky top. "Andrea, do you mind."

The red head smiled and headed down the hallway towards Christina's room. Recovered, but still red faced and sweaty, Jen pulled her tank top over her head, her moist breasts pressing through the fabric and leaving nothing to the imagination. Bare chested, her will all but broken by the charged sexual energy in the room, Christina sat back down on her stool, pressing the fabric of the seat cushion up against her agitated pussy lips.

"Easy, now dear," Jen said, her hand straying back down to her still exposed, and glistening vaginal lips. She pointed to Christina's hips, grinding against the cushion. "You ll have plenty of time for that in a little bit, I'm sure of it."

Christina suddenly heard a soft buzzing behind her as Andrea returned to the room. Her face was glowing as she held Christina's favorite toy in both hands. The vibrator was long and thin and pink, with the words "Pink Lady" printed along its base.

"Girls, look at this! This may be the cutest thing I've ever seen," Andrea said with a slightly drunken giggle. "It s pink for god s sake! Daddy s little girl has a pink vibrator! Hiding your little friend behind your bible is so, so naughty, Christina."

For the first time since entering the living room, Christina actually looked more annoyed than shocked or humiliated. She sat on her stool with her legs parted and her hands on her hip. Her bare breasts sitting like a perfectly carved sculpture on her chest. Her eyes never strayed from Jen's juicy vagina as she spoke.

"Give me a break, where the hell and I supposed to hide it?" Christina said, her tone exasperated. "God, you bitches have hypnotized me or something, but please, spare me just a shred of dignity?"

"Oh, spare us Christina," Michelle said with an evil smile. "I d much rather know more about the Pink Lady here."

Andrea gazed at the vibrator like a child on Christmas morning. She sat down on the floor Indian-style next to Christina's chair, her long sleep-shirt riding up to her waist. Christina looked down to see the red-head s auburn-colored pubic hair above her perfectly shaved vaginal lips. Anyone could see that Andrea was every bit as aroused as Jen had been only seconds before. Nestled below her trimmed auburn curls, Andrea's lips were bisected by a cloudy drop of fluid running down toward her behind. The sight and smell of now two naked vaginas so close to where Christina sat was all she could handle. She wondered if her own vaginal lips looked so swollen and purple.

"So, how often does the pink lady here come out to play," Andrea said, twisting the dial on the vibrator s base, causing the toy to buzz louder. "I bet your little snatch is full of her every night. And I thought I was hearing your electric tooth brush."

"Just shut up," Christina said, the angry blush rising in her cheeks. "Just mind your own business."

"I'm sure you want to tell us all about how you play with your little toy there," Jen said. Her finger had strayed back to her wet vagina, circling her saturated opening.

"All right, fine," Christina spit out. "I use it lots of ways. Some times like last night, I'm really horny and I just want to come really fast. So I turn it all the way up and slide it all the way up my, my pussy and press it against my clit. Other times, I take it slower."

Andrea clicked the dial back to its slowest setting. The vibe made a low hum, barely audible over the girl's breathing.

"Like this?" Andrea said, sliding the buzzing wand over her shoulders and collar-bone. "I've never used one of these before, Chris. I can tell why they sell them as muscle relaxers."

"Yeah, like that," Christina continued, staring off into space. Her hands had found their way back to her breasts, cupping them lightly. "I like to take a scented bath with candles and drink some wine. Then I get out of the tub, dry myself off and lie down on my bead in front of the full-length mirror. I prop myself up so I can lean back against the headboard so I can get a good look at my spread pussy in the mirror. I keep the vibe on the low setting and tickle my boobs and nipples until they stand up."

As she spoke, Andrea ran the buzzing tip over her soft breasts through the thin cotton of her night-shirt. She teased her own nipples until they stood out like arrows under the material. Andrea let out a contented sigh as Christina continued. For her part, Christina was now absent-mindedly stroking her perky breasts.

"I like to feel the vibrations in my tummy as I slide it down over my belly button to my pussy. I can feel it all over my pubic hair and it sends butterflies in my stomach. Then I just barely touch my outer lips and watch as they get all puffy and red in the mirror. I can actually see my little clit come poking out of its hiding place as I buzz all around my slit."

"Like this, Christina," Andrea panted. She had the pink wand between her legs, teasing her naked lips. Her eyes were closed and her face glowed in erotic bliss. "The vibration feels sooo sexy&mmmm&.then&then what do you do?"

Christina glanced up at the other two girls on the couch. At some point, Michelle had taken off her pajama pants and now had her hand inside her see-through mesh panties. Jen now had two fingers in her vagina, slowly moving in and out, in and out. Both of them had their eyes glued on the pink vibrator between Andrea's thighs.

"After I tease myself for a while," Christina continued, her voice a throaty whisper. "I can see all the blood has rushed to my pussy and that itch is there, deep inside my cunt. I part my lips with two fingers of my other hand so I can see myself open up like a flower in the mirror. God, I feel so fucking horny telling you this."

Christina was pinching her tight nipples with one perfectly manicured hand and was now lightly rubbing herself through the wet patch at the center of her panties. Andrea was mimicking Christina's story and had her slick vaginal lips parted with one hand and just lightly touching her open pussy with the vibrator.

"Tell me what&what then," Andrea moaned, her thighs quivering as her friends on the couch sped up the motions of their fingers on their sex. Jen was gasping and rubbing her soaked pussy in tight little circles while Michelle rubbed her clit in an up and down motion. Both girls were finding it difficult to keep their eyes trained on the vibrator.

"Just a second," Christina said, standing up and quickly walking across the room to retrieve a plush recliner chair. She replaced her stool and sat down, reclining all the way back so that her hips were above her head. She grasped her soaked panties and pushed them down over her thighs and kicked them off her ankle. Michele and Jen smiled that she was finally joining into the fun and returned to their breathless moans.

If Christina's breasts were a work of art, her pussy was beyond compare. Her pubic hair was trimmed into a perfect rectangle; both sides of it were smooth as silk, with no razor marks at all. She lay back on the cushions and let her blond hair fall about her beautiful face. She then raised her knees up and spread her long beautiful legs wide, giving Jen a Michele quite an eyeful. Andrea momentarily looked up and smiled.

"After lightly touching my pussy at a low setting for a couple of minutes, I'm ready to be fucked good," Christina purred, closing her eyes and fingering her hard clitoris with her middle finger. "I turn the vibe on medium and slide just the tip into my vagina&oh&I'm so wet, so ready&Sometimes that's enough to make me come right there. Then I slowly, slowly inch it all the way into me&slowly, one centimeter at a time, until its buzzing all the way up into my womb. Oh..yess&"

Christina had her whole palm pressed into her wetness, kneading her fingers into her flesh. Andrea had followed along with Christina's description, and now had the vibe buried to the hilt in her snatch. The new sensation was too much as her orgasm hit her full force. She writhed around the carpet, drooling and moaning as one wave after another washed through her.

Christina, in her full naked glory, pulled her hand out of her crotch and stood up. She walked past her other two roommates, both whom were squealing and crying out as one orgasm after another ripped though them. Christina bent over above Andrea, in the midst of her second earth-shattering climax. Her nails gripped the carpet and her head shook from side to side as the vibrator, stilled buried to the hilt in her quivering pussy, brought her closer to a third orgasm. Christina reached out and grasped the base of the vibrator and ripped it out, like Arthur pulling out Excalibur. Andrea's eyes popped open in shock as the sudden movement sent her over the edge and she screamed in pleasure.

"I believe this is mine," Christina said.

She quickly returned to her old position amidst the moaning on the couch. Hastily, she clicked the vibrator to full power, making it buzz like a beehive. She spread her congested lower lips and rudely jammed the entire length of the wand deep into her vagina. Instantaneously, one of the most powerful orgasms of her life spread out from her pussy and tingled every nerve in her body. She arched her back and screamed like an opera singer.

Slowly, all four girls came back down to earth after their own series of orgasms subsided. Each slumped into sweaty heaps and looked around the room, not sure if they had dreamed what had just happened.

"I don't know about the rest of you," Christina said, shutting the vibrator off. "I'm going to remember this day for a long, long time. I'm sure of it."