Harmony University: Blind Streak

The next morning, the alarm on Serenity’s phone went off at six. Quickly, the teal skinned girl woke and, silencing her ringing alarm, sat up to discover Wildfire was already awake and sat at the end of the bunk bed. “Good morning!” she chirped happily once she felt her friend move.

‘So she’s a morning person…’ Serenity thought to herself as she yawned, stretched, and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. “What do you do for exercise?” she asked curiously, “Run in place?”

“Yuppers,” grinned Wildfire, who had been awake roughly an hour, “I have a treadmill at home.” Her smile fell when she thought of home and, not for the first time, she wondered if she shouldn’t just turn around and head on back. She was way too small for all this.

Serenity pounced on the opportunity for sarcasm, “Did you remember to pack it in your suitcase?”

Pouting, Wildfire giggled and stuck out her tongue, “No, I guess running in place it is!” Still wearing her cutesy bunny pyjamas, the short girl got up from the bed and once she was in the middle of the cabin, she performed a few warm up stretches.

While Serenity picked up her book with the intention of doing some early morning reading, she found she was paying more attention to Wildfire stretching with her ass up in the air than she was to her book. After a few minutes of deep stretching, the athlete judged she was warmed up enough. “Alrighty, here we go!”

As Wildfire began to run at a steady pace on the spot, Serenity tried to alternate between her book and the exercising teenager until she admitted defeat and just watched her run. Thirty minutes in, and she hadn’t broken a sweat or was even out of breath! At six thirty five, she warned her that breakfast was at seven.

At the breakfast call, Wildfire slowed to a stop. “That felt good!” she squealed in delight but, as she lifted an arm up to wipe her black hair from her forehead she caught a whiff of her own odour and gagged, “Ew...I need a shower!”

“Well,” Serenity got up and stretched, reaching up to the roof of the cabin, “The whole bathroom is a shower, so unless you want to sit on a wet toilet, you should take care of that first.”

“Thanks Serenity!” standing where she was, Wildfire stripped off her pyjamas and, remembering where she said the room was, heads on in with a wiggle of her butt for good measure. She was pleased to discover there were braille notes above all the controls. Once she started to shower, she couldn't resist singing her mother’s favourite song, Prettiest Eyes. Naturally, Serenity was quick to join in with her. When she was done and dry, she congratulated her, “You are amazing!”

“You're pretty good too,” Serenity returned the compliment, though she left off the ‘for shower singing’ part. “And you look cute out of PJ's, Wily.” Yes, she was practically flat chested, and yes she had a bush between her legs that reminded her of an unkempt jungle, but nonetheless she was cute!

Wildfire shrugged, “I just sing like nobody's watching!” giggling, she walked over to her travel suitcase so she could get dressed. Forgoing underwear, she pulled on a pair of fashionably ripped black jeans, a red tee shirt and sneakers.

Dramatically, Serenity sighed, “Well, if you're finished ogling me, I suppose I'll get dressed too.”

“At least you have something worth looking at,” shot back wryly, the memories of her friend’s D cup breasts and wide sexy hips not likely to diminish any time soon.

As Serenity herself got dressed, this time in a dress that suited the late summer / early autumn weather, she pointed out, “Beauty is not what you have, but how you present it.” Just then there came a knock on door and when it opened, Sandman informed them that their breakfast seating was ready.

Both Wildfire and Serenity thanked him for the heads up, but as she shook out her straight black hair, the diminutive girl’s belly rumbled, prompting Serenity to ask her to lead the way to the dining car. With a cheery “I got this!” Wildfire left their sleeper cabin and she turned to the direction of the food car.

As soon as they were inside, they were jumped on by the waiter like a hungry chimera pounces on its unsuspecting prey. “Good morning Ms. Wildfire, Ms. Serenity,” he smiled just a little too greasily, “Your table is fourth on the right near the bench. Allow me,” without further ado, he lightly touched the blind girl’s hand and moved her to where they would be sitting.

A late middle aged couple, man and wife, were already at the table, sat opposite them. After the two girls had been seated, the woman – who had a kindly age-lined face and snow white hair – greeted Wildfire with an “Oh my poor dear, have you always been blind?”

While the man next to her shook his head, Wildfire took it in her stride. It wasn’t the first time that or something similar had been used as a greeting before. “Oh hello!” she smiled in the direction of the woman’s voice, “Yes ma'am, from birth.”

“Really dear,” he sighed at his wife’s bluntness, “Manners require introductions first. I'm Blue Note and this bundle of tact is my wife, Blue Belle.”

“This is Serenity and I'm Wildfire,” she extended her hand and the older couple shook it, “Pleased to meet you both, sir, ma’am.”

“Sir,” Serenity had a slightly awed tone to her voice, “Are you by any chance in the brass section of the Canterlot Philharmonic?”

Recognising a potential fan, Blue Note treated Serenity to a generous smile, “Yes, as it happens, we are. Do you enjoy our music?”

Serenity tried – and failed – to not clap her hands and squee in delight. It wasn’t every day one met their influential heroes, after all. “I love music!” she squealed giddily, “We're going to Harmony U, and my goal is to be an opera singer!”

Smirking, Wildfire took note of the ‘fan girl squee’ from her friend and she had an idea that these two were somethings in their field. “I've heard her sing,” she put in, trying to be helpful, “She's really good.”

“My friend's goal is to run track in the Olympics,” Serenity added in thanks to Wildfire’s attempt to big her up.

Both Blue Note and Blue Belle agreed that the two teenager’s ambitions were very impressive. Then, he said to Serenity, after having an idea, “Maybe you'd consider singing for us in the club car later today after the lunch rush? I have my sax with me, I'll accompany you if you think of some songs to go with that.”

“What about Waterloo Sunset?” offered Wildfire.

“It’s a nice song,” agreed Serenity, “But it needs to be for a sax solo. How about 'On the Dark Side' and "Who Can it Be Now'?”

Blue Note considered that and eventually, after a look with his wife, he nodded his head, “I know both of those. Do you know 'Brown Sugar'?” he asked, much to Blue Belle’s delight.

“I will have to refresh my memory for that,” conceded Serenity, “But I should be able to do it.”

After that, the waiter came with the choice of breakfast items. Wildfire immediately chose black coffee, fried eggs, bacon and waffles, a choice that Serenity mirrored except her coffee was milky. The conversation between the four was light and pleasantly forgettable, other than Blue Note saying they would be in the club car at three that afternoon.

“Another coffee?” asked Serenity once the breakfast had been eaten and they were on their own, the older couple having left to go back to their cabin. Wildfire quickly agreed to that, of course. “We'll have to move to the club car then, so they can have the table for the next seating.”

“Alrighty, let’s go!” Wildfire got up and she started to lead the way back before Serenity helpfully reminded her that the club car was forward of the one they were in. Blushing and giggling, she changed direction and went the right way. “I got this, now.”

“I'm very confident you do,” laughed Serenity in her musical manner, “However do you navigate the open city?”

“Ah, well,” Wildfire replied over her shoulder as they walked through the train car, “I have my own AI in my brain,” she smiled, “It’s a GPS maps app thingy on my phone, and an ear bud.”

Serenity saw that was obvious, now she thought about it. Rather clever, really. “The AI implant must be extremely useful,” she snickered, “Does it give you super vision too?”

“I wish,” commented Wildfire as they entered the club car. “I heard someone say when you lose a sense, the others are amplified to compensate. I’m still waiting for the super powers to kick in. Until then I have a collapsible stick if I need it.”

“Let me know when they do kick in. Would be nice to see the teacher's notes from the desk.”

“You'll be the first to know!”

Serenity made sure Wildfire stayed close to her in the club car. While it wasn’t full to capacity, there were a few there, and she didn’t want her friend disoriented by the noise. “They sell snacks and drinks on this level. The upper level has a nice view, I could describe it to you, unless those super powers kick in right away.”

"Why don't we get some drinks and take them upstairs?” suggested Wildfire, “I love a good view.” As it happened, the bar service didn't open until one in the afternoon, but the other drinks were there. And, fortuitously, the coffee was free of charge to sleeper car passengers!

Once they were loaded up with caffeine, Serenity led the way up the steps. “There’s a middle table free, Wily, just ahead of us.” Agreeing that the middle table would suffice, Serenity helped Wildfire to sit. “I'm sure you get asked this a lot. Still, I'll ask, what's it like to be blind your whole life?”

Wildfire got the – correct – impression that her friend had been dying to ask that for a while now. Not that she minded any. “Dark,” she said after a moment sipping her coffee, “And a bit lonely. It's a lot of smiling and telling people you're fine when you aren't, saying you don't mind your friends doing stuff without you when you do.”

“Just watching you, yesterday and this morning, it doesn't seem like there’s much you can't do,” said Serenity shrewdly, “I think not driving would be the worst thing.”

“It's taken me a long time to get to this, Serenity. High School was the worst,” the blind girl shuddered at the unwelcome memory, “Air Raid sorted most of the bullies for me, but there were still times I'd walk into something some idiot had put in my way on purpose, or be tripped up, or have my chair pulled out from under me. "

Serenity shrugged her shoulders, “Assholes are everywhere. I'm not sure how many classes we'll share at Harmony, but I'll keep an eye out for you. Where are you staying, by the way?”

“The dorms in the main building,” replied Wildfire after she had stopped laughing due to hearing a swear word come from Serenity’s musical mouth, “I learnt to beat the bullies. They want the poor tiny blind girl to cry, give them a show. They don't like it when you're all confident and your head's up high. Even if it is an act.”

“Good for you!” Serenity gave Wildfire a fist bump of support, “I'm staying off campus in a studio apartment.”

“That’s cool,” said Wildfire, genuinely impressed, because when she had applied for her university place, the apartments had been prohibitively expensive. Then again, Serenity had gone to a really expensive private school. “On your own?”

“Yes,” Serenity answered her after a large sip of her coffee, “I'll have a car, too.”

“Awesomes!” snickered Wildfire as she too got to work on her coffee, “I got a roommate to meet. Hope she's nice.”

“I understand Harmony takes time to ensure roommate compatibility,” commented Serenity in an attempt to reassure her friend, “So you should be fine. If not, just go to housing.” As she spoke, she looked outside at the changing scenery that went from built up urban to wild countryside. “Outside it’s wooded, with rolling hills. Lovely sunny day too.”

Wildfire listened and took in what her friend was describing to her. “Hmmmm, I like woods. Forests, whatever. If you listen carefully, it sounds like the trees talk to each other on the breeze.”

Serenity snorted and for once, the rich kid came out of her, unwilling though it was, “I'm not much for hiking. or camping for that matter. Give me a hotel any time.”

“Can you see any standing stones?” asked Wildfire, for the moment ignoring what her friend had said in her excitement, “When we went camping in Forest Park, I found some big standing stones. The park ranger said all the forests in all the world had them.”

“Let me look,” Serenity squinted and stared out of the train window for a couple of minutes, but try as she might, she couldn’t see any stones. “No, but they may not be near the tracks.”

“Oh…” Wildfire was as disappointed as she sounded, “Legend is the stones are magic and they guard the trees. The legends also say that whoever made the stones taught the trees to speak, so they wouldn't be lonely. Then the trees taught the humans to speak.”

“That would make for a good story,” commented Serenity, who personally thought the ‘legends’ of magic were utter nonsense, not that she’d ever say that out loud in such a crass fashion, “Will you add that to the one you're writing?”

“I might,” Wildfire’s disappointment gave way to excitement so suddenly it was like flipping a light switch. “Maybe the last untouched forest in the world is where Holly is running to!”

“It would give the reader some hope,” pointed out Serenity as she drank the last of her coffee, “Even if it proves to be false.”

“If I tell you something, you won't laugh?”

Serenity saw the way that Wildfire was nervously tapping her fingers together that whatever she was going to say was clearly important. “Whether I laugh or not depends on if it’s funny or not.”

Wildfire was rather grateful of Serenity’s hand when she placed it on her own. It gave her the nerve to continue. “When I was younger, like twelve, I think it was, we camped out in Forest Park and I got lost. Wandered off in the forest, like you do. I was panicking, and the trees spoke to me. They led me safely back to the camp and to mom and dad.”

“I'm glad they did,” Serenity made sure her warm smile showed in her voice, “Or I wouldn't have anyone to have coffee with right now.”

“You believe me?”

“You're here, aren’t you?” Serenity asked kindly, though it wasn’t a question that required an answer, “Does it matter if it was the trees, a forest spirit, or a voice on the wind?”

“No, not really,” Wildfire conceded with a smile of her own, “It is nice to not be laughed at though.” Of course, when she had told Air Raid and the rest of her friends on the track team about her experience, they had all fallen over themselves in peals of riotous laughter.

“Life is full of strange things we can’t explain,” said Serenity with a shrug of her shoulders before an idea occurred to her, “Wily, would you mind if I sang?”

“Please do,” Wildfire replied eagerly, “Do…something summery to go with the view, please.”

With that, Serenity stood up and announced to the eight other people in the club car that she was going to entertain them. “Is it alright with you all if I sing?” her question was greeted by a few shoulder shrugs but not one of them said no. “I thought I’d do an earlier request from my friend here. It does have a river in it and there is one along the tracks.”

Wildfire listened with rapt attention as Serenity sang ‘Waterloo Sunset’. She hung on every word like she was right there in the song along with the characters, and she was the first to cheer when her friend was done.

The centre of attention, just where she loved to be, Serenity was only too happy to show off her gifted voice and her equally impressive range and diaphragm control. She was literally in her element. After the rest of the car had applauded, Serenity continued, “My friend wanted a forest song, so here’s one you can all sing along with. Even if it is a bit early,” she stated before singing a pitch perfect rendition of 'Over the River and Through the Woods'.

“Serenity, that was awesomes!” Wildfire gushed at their table, “How do you do that? It was like I was there!”

The second song got both applause and laughter in equal measure from the others in the club car along with some singing along, with varying degrees of talent. Happy with a job well done, Serenity sat back down with a satisfied smile on her face. “I've spent my life studying and improving my ability to sing,” she explained, “If I'm going to sing opera I need to draw the audience in with my voice.”

Wildfire really couldn’t argue with that, not that she knew how to, singing wasn’t her thing, after all. “It was like I was twelve again, back in the forest!”

“Thank you. The acoustics in here are not the best,” Serenity realised she did sound a bit up herself right then, but oh well, “But they will do.” She then leant in and whispered, “That's the real reason I wanted a coffee.”

“I'm glad we had coffee,” Wildfire said genuinely, “I got to hear your magic!”

“Magic I hope to repeat this afternoon.”

“Me too, now,” Without thinking, Wildfire placed her hand on her coffee mug and instead of it being empty, she found it had been refilled. She chose not to question it, assuming correctly that Serenity had requested it without her knowing. She sipped at her new coffee and grinned, “You sounded like the tree that sang to me all those years ago.”

Serenity smirked, “I should put that on my resume. Thank you.”

“You'd have to change your name to Dawnglow to do that,” Wildfire giggled, her mind wandering back to that day in the forest when she had been so hopelessly lost. The strange feminine voice had been so calming, so reassuring, it had led her unerringly back to the camp.

“Hmmm…” Serenity pondered on that for a moment with the gentle rocking of the train carriage, “I’m not sure if Dawnglow would play well with the opera crowd.”

“You're probably right,” Wildfire grinned as she took another mouthful of her new coffee, “You ever have anything weird happen to you like that?”

“Like finding Blue Note is travelling on the same train as me, you mean?” Serenity answered, the wry smile evident in her voice.

“If that's weird to you,” the blind girl shrugged, “Then sure.”

Finally, Serenity felt a non-too small degree of nerves form in her gut. “This afternoon is like an audition for me,” she admitted, “I do well, and my career moves forward. What if you just sat down at a table and some Olympic track star was sitting there.”

“I get it,” the athlete considered what Serenity had said, “If I found out I was sat with Sunstreaker...I don't think I'd stop squeeing until we arrived in Canterlot.”

The familiar musical laugh left Serenity’s mouth as easily as rain fell from the sky, “I'm sure you'd find some words after a bit.”

“Only after I'd thoroughly embarrassed myself first!”

“Maybe that’s your superpower?”

“Embarrassing myself?” asked Wildfire grinned after joining in with her friend’s laughter, “Pfft, I'm a natural at that.”

“Are you ready to go back to the cabin?”

“Yuppers, I am!” only after she had made sure that her second coffee was completely empty did she stand up, though she wasn’t much taller when she did. Serenity was happy to lead the way back. On the way, she encountered Sandman, and requested that they both have a coffee and danish delivered, to which he quickly agreed. Walking back with Serenity at the lead, Wildfire said, “I'm really glad you stopped by yesterday. This trip would have been really boring otherwise.”

Serenity simply giggled, “I just can't pass up a cute girl with a fetish when I see one.”

Wildfire joined her friend in her giggles, “Well, I must've looked a right picture with my face buried in an old sneaker!”

“It was the most interesting thing I saw on the train,” said Serenity over her shoulder, “Of course it helped that you're going to Harmony, just like me, so I saw no need to leave you all alone.”

When Wildfire spoke next, it was in a slightly small, scared, tremulous little voice, “I'll admit, I was scared of making the journey all the way on my own.”

Back in the cabin, which had been made up during breakfast, Serenity turned and embraced Wildfire in a tight hug, “I've only seen confidence from you so far,” she said kindly, “A little uncertainty once and awhile, but mostly confidence.”

“Oh that,” Wildfire snickered, though she didn’t mind the hug, “I get that from my mom. She gets it from my dad.” She demonstrated her parents’ philosophy by standing smartly at attention. “Head up. Shoulders back, and act like you meant to do it.”

Serenity thought that was an admirable thing to live by. “You did the first time you ran into a closed door you thought was open?”

“Done that many times. Style it out, laugh it off and blame the door.” The short athlete made an exaggerated face and a voice to go with it. “Duh, stupid new automatic doors, always failing!”

Once more, Serenity laughed, just as Sandman appeared carrying a tray with two coffees and pastries. She thanked him and with nothing interesting to look at, he took his leave. “The one without cream must be yours,” she beamed and took her cup from the tray.

“Thank you, Serenity,” Wildfire carefully felt for the tray and then she located the handle of her mug. Taking it up, she blew across it, “I suppose it depends on your outlook. You either laugh it off or get pissy about it.”

Serenity nodded in agreement, before realising that her friend couldn’t see such a gesture. “We have a TV to kill some time, sort of like you get on the airlines. I was going to read, but I don't mind if you listen to it.”

“I only ever went on an airship once,” commented Wildfire when Serenity bought up the air travel, “Mom and dad won a work raffle trip to Las Pegasus. I was so sick the entire way I was sure I’d died several times. But I think I'll read too. I bought my favourite book with me.”

“I prefer the train,” agreed Serenity as she reached for her book and reclined on the converted couch, “A lot more relaxed and you can walk around and meet people. Like shoe sniffers!” after sharing a hug, she took up her book. “Now to reading. Then we can do lunch, then I can have a panic attack about singing in front of Blue Note.”

“Confidence.” Wildfire stated, “It’s all confidence. Head up. Shoulders back. Own the room, make him go "I met Serenity" rather than you swoon over meeting him.”

“Brash, I can do that.”

“I know you can,” after hugging Serenity again and placing a friendly kiss on her cheek, Wildfire grabbed her book and sat on the couch opposite the taller girl, sitting cross legged as was her wont, “Let's read!”

While she was ‘reading’, Serenity slipped off her sandals and then she turned sideways on the couch like she had done the day before and she rested her bare feet on the short girl's legs as she read. After a quarter of an hour, mostly of Wildfire reading the same paragraph several times, she spoke up, “Serenity?”

Serenity smirked, amazed that the athlete had held out as long as fifteen minutes. “My friends call me Sera, and you're a friend. Yes, Wildfire?”

“Sera,” Wildfire was so scared to ask what she wanted to ask in case she offended her friend. She doubted she would, because she was being teased, but still… “Sera, please may I kiss your feet?” once she had gotten her request out, she babbled, “They feel so cute on my legs, I can’t resist them anymore!”

Instead of being offended, Serenity laughed that familiar musical laugh, “I was wondering how long it would be before you were brave enough to ask to worship my feet. My soles are a bit ticklish, but my toes will be fine. I'll try hard not to kick,” she giggled some more and just to tease her even more, she wiggled her toes against the girl’s thighs.

“Wily. You call me Wily,” the short teenager set aside her book – as much as she loved The Tempest, this was her opportunity to lick some feet! – and she moved forwards until she was on her hands and knees on the couch. She felt Serenity move her feet up, and she lowered her head until she felt her lips touch her toes.

On the receiving end, Serenity was pleasantly surprised to discover her friend’s lips and tongue weren’t as ticklish as she feared it would be, so she relaxed and went back to reading her book.

Having kissed and licked her way along each of Serenity’s perfectly sweaty toes, Wildfire lowered herself down on to her front to get to her soles. That was the prize. Placing her hands behind her back, the submissive blind girl buried her face into the arches of her feet and kissed her way from heel to her toes.

When she felt Wildfire’s lips and tongue touch all over her feet, Serenity's lower calf muscles reflexively tensed up a bit, but she didn't pull away, and slowly both her legs relaxed once more. After a few testing licks and kisses, Wildfire shuffled forwards on her belly and she got her nose right in between Serenity's toes, where she licked across the bottoms of each in turn and let out a most aroused moan at the unique taste.

For her part, Serenity was quite surprised that this whole experience was more relaxing than she thought. Under her feet, Wildfire began to suck on each of her friend's toes. She was enjoying the smell and the taste so much, she slid her tongue in between and around each one, one after the other.

As Wildfire moans in sheer delight, Serenity giggled softly at the noises she was making. “I-I’m sorry...” Wildfire tried to say, but her voice was muffled by Serenity's feet smothering her face, marking her with their scent. She had never been so turned on in her life.

“I'm not giggling at what you're doing,” explained Serenity as Wildfire proceeded to place both of her big toes in her mouth and she swirled her tongue around both digits at once, “But how you sound doing it.”

“I can't tell you how much I'm getting off on this…” Wildfire said, though some of her words were slurred by the presence of Serenity’s toes in her mouth, they were clear enough. While she was deep throating the two big toes in her mouth, Wildfire ran a hand under herself down her jeans to her hairy snatch, smiling when she found it dripping wet.

Serenity of course caught what her friend was doing with her hand and she withdrew her left foot from Wildfire’s mouth and playfully rubbed it over her face, smearing saliva around as she did so. “I think someone will need a second shower today at this rate. I really wouldn't mind if you removed your clothes, Wily.”

Unlike the day before, this time Wildfire did not hesitate to get undressed. She was quickly on her feet and in the space of a hiccup she had her flame decorated hoodie and her tee shirt up and over her head. A second later and her jeans were around her ankles and kicked off. Now naked, she returned to the couch on her knees before Serenity's feet.

Deciding to give her friend a view to enjoy, Wildfire reared up onto her knees and she rested Serenity's left foot on her A cup breast while she got busy kissing all over the right one once more. Of course, Serenity immediately used her toes to play with the short girl’s breast.

When she felt the toes she had been sucking on flick and caress her rapidly hardening nipple, she let out a happy moan and the pleasure spurred her to lick deep between each toe in her mouth, as the fingers of her free hand dipped to her hairy mound.

“It’s a good thing I'm a sub too,” Serenity smirked as she squeezed Wildfire’s nipple between her toes and playfully slapped the other breast with her free foot, “We get to play naughty!”

“Really naughty would be if your foot was where my hand is,” remarked Wildfire, whose left hand was rubbing away at herself like masturbating was going to go out of fashion.

“My foot is where you placed it. I'm just a sub too, remember?”

Now, what self-respecting foot worshipper could ignore an invitation like that? Wildfire figured that as she had come this far, she really had nothing to lose. Besides, if she backed out, how could she say she had a foot fetish? So it was that she set Serenity's foot on the couch with the toes pointed up and she moved her crotch over them as she sucked the other toes into her mouth.

After a few minutes, Serenity began stoking her toes over Wildfire’s pussy. Again she giggled, because the thick pubic hair tickled. She ignored that though as she penetrated the athlete. “O-Oh...ooooh jeeeeez that feels good!” Serenity could just about make out what she said around the five toes currently filling Wildfire’s mouth.

Four toes were inside Wildfire’s pussy and, as she ground herself down on Serenity's foot, the big toe touched and rubbed over her hard clitoris, making her jerk a little. As one who knew how to please a girl with her hand, Serenity quickly figured out how to do so with just her foot.

Although Wildfire was incredibly enthusiastic, she was also inexperienced, and it didn't take long at all for her to cum. When she did reach her climax, she squirted all over Serenity's foot, screamed out loud and flopped forwards. “Wow,” Serenity remarked, catching Wildfire with her foot on her chest, “I didn't know that sucking toes was so orgasmic.”

“Th-That...that was amazing...”

“Want to see amazing?” Serenity caught herself and laughed, “I’m sorry, I mean, feel amazing?” when Wildfire nodded that she did, Serenity said, “Touch the ankle of the foot you’ve just squirted over. You don't have to do anything. Just keep in contact with it.” Doing as she was told, Wildfire lowered her hand down until she touching the ankle between her thighs. Serenity then slowly lifted her foot up to her mouth, inserted the toes and slurped them loudly.

“Now that, is a very hot image!” exclaimed Wildfire, whose only response from her kinky friend was a loud, lewd moan. That prompted her to lean forwards and add her tongue to the licking of Serenity's foot. “I agree. Totally 'Mmmmm'!”

While Wildfire was licking her cum soaked foot, Serenity's naughty tongue wandered from her own toes to Wildfire’s lips. The athlete found that tongue and kissed her around the wet toes. Serenity then allowed her foot to slip down and turned it into a snog fest. Wildfire was more than happy to kiss and be kissed, again not experienced but she was enthusiastic. Moments later, Serenity pulled back to catch her breath, “Maybe tonight you'll wear the PJ's I wear, hmm?”

“Yu-Yuppers...I think I just might…”

“You saw,” again Serenity caught herself, “You felt how small the shower is, so you go first, since you're already undressed, then I’ll go so we’ll be ready in time for our lunch call.”

Deciding that was a plan, Wildfire gave Serenity a last kiss and then she got up and tried her best to do a sexy walk to the shower. It looked like a drunken kangaroo, but the effort was there, and it did leave Serenity smiling.

After their lunch, back in their cabin, Serenity felt like she wanted to take a nap, and she offered Wildfire aa choice between snuggles or reading time. Quickly, Wildfire made her mind up. She wanted the snuggles. Choice made; Serenity converted the couch into the lower bed. “I’m happy to hear it,” she smiled, “Take away the nervousness.”

“You have nothing to be nervous about,” Wildfire stated as she pulled off her hoodie and tee shirt, standing topless in the cabin. Murmuring her agreement, Serenity laid down, still fully clothed. Happy at just being topless, Wildfire kicked off her sneakers and laid down next to Serenity. “For train beds, these are comfy aren't they?”

As soon as Wildfire was on the bed, Serenity pulled her into a tight hug that smooshed their bodies together. “They’re even more comfortable when shared.”

“Yuppers,” Wildfire agreed, then she blushed so hard her yellow cheeks turned red, “Not that I've shared my bed many times, or at all, in fact, before last night.”

“Wily, you have to start somewhere, sometime. Now is a good time,” grinned Serenity, who just tightened the hug that was already full body to body. “Relax, and let the motion of the train help you drift away.”

Both girls closed their eyes and within a matter of seconds, they had drifted off to a pleasant, comfortable sleep.