Harmony University: Blind Streak

At two o’clock that afternoon, the alarm on Serenity's cell phone went off, filling the cabin with a jarring ringing noise that went on until the teal skinned girl reached over and shut it off. At the same time, she tightened her hug on Wildfire beside her and kissed her nose. “Wily, I need to get up.”

The second the alarm clock had gone off, Wildfire had jerked awake, the smaller teenager held in place by Serenity’s arm across her chest. She felt the squeeze of her hand and smiled, “Alrighty, Sera, I'll get out of your way,” she sat up and scooted along the bunk to make room.

Standing up, Serenity stretched her arms, reaching up to the ceiling of the train carriage. “I'm going to order some herbal tea,” she said to her friend, “Do you want some or would you prefer a coffee?”

“Coffee would be awesomes, Sera, thank you!”

Smirking, Serenity used the call button on the wall to request Sandman’s presence before she turned to the bunk. “I'll be warming up my voice after I’ve had the tea,” she spoke with a wry smile, “I'm sure Mr. Sandman would be happy to see you again.”

“I'm sure he would,” Wildfire giggled along with Serenity and she sat cross legged on the bed, in no urgent hurry or need to get her top back on. “He'd need a magnifying glass to see anything though. Can I ask,” she changed the subject rather abruptly, “What was that private school like that you went to?”

Before Serenity could answer her, the door to the cabin opened and there stood Sandman. “Hello,” she wore a most amused smile when she saw that the Express worker was staring openly at Wildfire, “I’d like a coffee for my friend and an herbal tea with cream for me, please.” With a promise to be back as soon as he could, he was gone. “He still looked. It was nice to see. As for my school, there were small class sizes of just ten students. Allowed us lots of time with the teachers. I've got my first year of college mostly done already.”

“Wow, really?” Wildfire was genuinely impressed, “I went to Stallion Island High. It was nice...most of the time. Some of us even learned to read and write by the time we left.”

“I've never been to a public school,” there was a tiny note of regret in Serenity’s voice that she didn’t try to hide, “My parents wouldn't have it.”

“Can't have the princess mixing with the commoners, can we?”

When Wildfire began giggling, Serenity laughed and threw a balled up pair of socks at her, which just made her laugh all the more. “Sorry Princess, but you're going to have to get over it.”

Catching Serenity’s socks on her chest, Wildfire gave them a quick sniff and found them disappointingly clean, so she had no interest in them. “It still hasn't really sunk in that I'm going to college. Mom and dad weren't sure they'd be able to send me on a firefighter’s salary, then I got the scholarship, so yay!”

“A scholarship is nice,” said Serenity as she sat herself back on the bunk, “Just means less pressure on finances. Of course you have to hold up your end of the deal, you have to make your grades.”

“Good thing I can run really fast,” Wildfire leant back with a rather smug look on her face, “Phys Ed was a cake walk!”

While she was glad to hear that, though hardly surprised, Serenity reached out and took her friend's hand in hers, “And the rest of your classes?”

The smug slipped from Wildfire’s face with alarming speed. “The less said about Math the better,” she admitted with a shudder, “History and science and stuff were average at best, though I was decent at literature. Which is okay, y’know, play to your strengths. I'm also taking physical therapy and sport science at Harmony, for when I eventually stop running.”

“Just don't lose your scholarship due to failing a class,” advised Serenity wisely, “I think you know when to study and when to party.” She paused as there came a knock at the door and Sandman entered with their drinks, “Thank you Mr. Sandman.” He gave her a polite nod and closed the door behind him.

“Did he look again?”

“I'm sure he can't help looking at a pretty girl,” smirked Serenity, “I'm looking too.”

Grinning, Wildfire performed a little side to side shake of her chest that, due to her lack of development in that area, did absolutely nothing. “Ta da!” she giggled, “Hey, speaking of when to party, do you think there's any truth to the rumour that Harmony U has a secret fetish club? My friend Cloudchaser, her older sister had a friend who went, and she told her and she told us about this place called ‘The Scene’.”

Completely unprepared for that, Serenity looked at Wildfire for a few moments like she was seeing her for the very first time. She knew about The Scene? “We can talk about that tonight,” she assured her, “Right now I need to warm up my voice for my performance.”

Recognising she was not being shut down or fobbed off, Wildfire sat with her coffee, content to listen as Serenity did her scales and some operettic songs in the soprano and alto ranges. It was like audible magic. She listened with rapt attention and she sipped her coffee, truly enjoying anything that came out of Serenity's mouth.

At a quarter to three, when Serenity judged her voice suitably warmed up, she at last decided to speak about her experiences with The Scene. “Wily, do you remember when I said I was hurt, but not as much as I wanted and a person died?”

Nodding her head, Wildfire replied, “I remember.”

“That was at The Scene’s underground location in Manehatten,” explained Serenity as gently as she could, “It is still there, but now it’s in a new location. Through those contacts, I have some information on the Canterlot chapter of The Scene. Right now though, it’s time to go to the club car. Coming with me?”

“Yuppers, I'm definitely coming!” Wildfire, having drank her coffee, sprang up to her feet from the bunk, “No way I'm missing out on you singing. And we can chat some more about The Scene after your show.” She then let out a delighted little giggle, “I'm just glad Chaser wasn't pulling my leg after all.”

“Not everything is as it seems at times, Wily,” Serenity said kindly, “When I go, I promise I'll let you tag along with me.”

Coffee gone, and the time at hand, Wildfire grabbed her tee shirt and hoodie and pulled them back on so she was decent. “I'll hold you to that, Sera.” They left the cabin and made their way through to club car, which was fairly full. They guessed it was most likely that Blue Note had the conductors advertise the afternoon show.

When the show began, Blue Note started off with a saxophone solo then, with the assembled crowd in the club car suitably warmed up, Serenity performed her three songs. She sang a forth song acapella and Blue Note finished with a second sax solo, to thunderous applause.

Wildfire was, of course, one of the loudest when it came to giving her cheers and applause when the show was complete.

“Wonderfully done, my dear!” Blue Note congratulated the budding opera singer, “You sing beautifully. Rest assured, we will be tracking your colligate career very closely.”

“Sir…” Serenity paused, teal cheeks a bright red under such glowing high praise, “Thank you, sir, thank you!” After another round of congratulatory back slapping, Serenity was at last able to lead her friend out of the car. When they were in the aisle of the next carriage, Serenity walked straight past their cabin. “I'm going to get some air at the back.”

“D’you mind a spare tagging along?”

“I was hoping you would,” Serenity’s voice was still giddy with excitement from the club car when she encountered a familiar face. “Excuse me, Mr. Sandman, can we stand on the back deck?”

“Sure thing,” Sandman replied quickly, giving Wildfire an appreciative look over, even though she was fully clothed, “I'll give Mr. Pullman a call and he can open it for you.”

After thanking him, Serenity continued to lead Wildfire through the carriages towards the rear of the train. At the very back, they waited for just a minute and a half for the conductor to open the door for them. Outside, there was no wind and the late afternoon / early evening setting sun was hidden by a few scattered clouds. “I like it back here.”

“Yuppers,” Wildfire breathed in deeply of the crisp fresh air. Hundreds of miles in land, it smelled so different to the coastal Manehatten she was accustomed to. “It's not bad, is it?”

“We’re travelling through farmland,” Serenity detailed the landscape to her blind friend, “There’s fields of crops to the left and there’s cows and horses to the right, and there’s track as far as the eye can see.”

“I’ve never been on a farm,” commented Wildfire, before a memory came thundering back to her like the train they were on thundering along the track, “Oh, except that one time for a high school project a couple years ago. That had been fun.” If one counted ‘fun’ as having a turn milking a cow and promptly splashing her teacher in the face with milk when she had squeezed too hard. That had been a ‘D’ well earned.

“I haven't been on a farm either,” Serenity remarked with a shrug of her shoulders, “My parents would die before I was allowed to set foot anywhere near a farm.” She then let out a deep sigh. “I should probably tell you about my experience with The Scene, huh?”

“Go on,” Wildfire urged her gently, “I'm all ears. Honestly, I'm stoked it's real and not something else I've fell for.”

For a long, long moment, Serenity stared out at the tracks as the train left them behind. Gathering her thoughts, it was most mesmerising. “I was sixteen when a senior at school took me to task for something, I don't remember what it was,” her usually musical voice was muted when she spoke. “I liked it, a lot. I quickly fell into an abusive crowd. When I turned eighteen one of them got me into The Scene. What you need to know is they are rather abusive there. Then again, I wanted to be abused. That’s why I'm going to look them up in Canterlot. If you're looking for a loving dom, you may not find one there.”

Listening to Serenity speak, Wildfire was confused. “Don't they have rules? They must have rules, right? Safety people, or experienced people you can go to for advice and stuff? Mom and dad always said there were rules when they played their Master and Slave routine,” she suddenly let loose a snicker at herself, “And I sound so naive, don't I?”

“Yes, you do…” there was no judgement in Serenity’s voice. If anything she found the short girl adorable. “Your mom and dad most likely went to Lulamoon's Place. They have all that security and safety you mentioned. There’s a reason The Scene is an underground society. It is for the extreme players.”

“Well, who knows?” started Wildfire optimistically, “Maybe the Canterlot Scene will be different.”

“I kind of hope it’s not different,” countered Serenity softly, letting slip what she really, really wanted. “There is a branch of Lulamoon's Place in Canterlot too. We could always go there.”

“Alrighty,” Wildfire knew enough not to push the issue, “I guess we can do that. It sounds like this Lulamoon's Place would be the safer option, anyway.”

“A lot safer,” confirmed Serenity with a surety in her voice, “Which is why I don't usually go there.”

“Safety's at the front of my mind,” grinned Wildfire unapologetically, “I suppose it comes from being a firefighter's daughter. Emergency services do love them that safety!”

Unable to stop herself, Serenity sang, “Some of them want to abuse you. Some of them want to be abused. The latter is me!”

Wildfire caught the song reference immediately, joining with singing, “Sweet dreams are made of these!” though her attempt at singing wasn’t anywhere near her friend’s quality. She broke out laughing, “I do want to be abused, just in a nice fluffy fun way like what dad does to mom.”

“I really hope you find your dom,” Serenity was absolutely genuine in what she said. She didn’t hold much hope for herself, but her friend was a different story. “I doubt any dom that would love me, would be able to abuse me in the way I need.”

“Never say never,” said Wildfire as she gave Serenity what she hoped was a comforting hug, “Not ever. You'll find her. I know you will.”

In spite of her slightly gloomy mood, Serenity accepted the hug in the spirit it was given. “In truth I don't care if it’s a him or her. Just because I prefer women for casual sex, when it comes to being abused, all that matters is that they do it.”

Wildfire nodded, but she didn’t release the hug, not straightaway, at any rate. “And that they do it with some care to you, right?” she asked, “I mean, it won't do your singing career much good if you're killed to death will it?”

Serenity simply shrugged her shoulders, “If I’m ‘killed to death’, I won't have to worry about my career then, would I?” she asked with a wry smile, “Believe it or not, death isn’t the outcome I want. It’s always a possibility, like what happened in Manehatten. This train could derail and what then? I'm sure your parents know how short life can be.”

“Yuppers, they do.” Wildfire said solemnly, “I remember Mom and dad attended this fire when I was nine and it went about as bad as bad could get. Despite their efforts, a lot of people died…”

“So I live in the moment!” Serenity giggled and placed a gentle kiss on Wildfire’s nose, “I do hope you're right and there is a dom for me in Canterlot.” The teal skinned teenager cupped the shorter girl’s cheek, “Any other questions?”

“No, not really,” Wildfire didn’t see the point in pressing the issue any further with Serenity. It was clear her views on The Scene, and it was also clear they wouldn’t change, not that she was sure she wanted them to, after what she had been told. “I think I'll give mom and dad a call when we get to the cabin, get their take on it.”

“Why don't we take a detour and have a medical drink in the club car first?” suggested Serenity as she steered Wildfire back inside the rearmost carriage, “For my throat of course.”

“Good idea,” agreed Wildfire quickly, “I like that idea!”

“Alas, I have corrupted you already,” Serenity didn’t sound very sorry though, far from it, “Mwahahahaha!”

Serenity’s ‘evil genius’ cackle, one she hadn’t heard since the old Saturday morning cartoons she used to love so much, made her laugh so hard she was almost on her knees. “Oh yuppers,” she breathed, clutching her sides, “It was a long hard struggle and you wore down my resistance,” she giggled, “To the club car!”

Once they were back in the club car, Serenity found them a seat up on the top deck and she ordered herself a red wine. Wildfire opted for a beer. While she was going to get her phone on the way to the club car, she ultimately decided against it. There was plenty of time to call her mother later. “Thank you, for listening to me.”

Hearing that, Wildfire gave Serenity a blank look, “We're friends aren't we?”

“Going on day two, we are,” replied Serenity, the wine glass paused at her lips, “Thank you, Wily.”

“I should thank you,” Wildfire said before sipping at her beer, “For not getting pissy when I said I wanted to get another point of view on The Scene.”

“If I thought for an instant you were more extreme, I might have painted The Scene in a better light.”

“I don't want it in a better light or rose tinted glasses. I want honesty, and you were honest.”

Smiling broadly, Serenity clinked her wine glass to her short friend’s beer mug, “To friends.”

“Friends!”

~ ~ ~

“I have noticed you read at a fast pace,” commented Serenity when they were both back in the sleeper cabin, both of them reading their respective books, “Maybe you’re faster than me.”

“I hadn't really thought about it,” Wildfire replied, putting her well-read copy of The Tempest down and looking up in the direction of Serenity’s voice, “I suppose it depends on what the book is.”

Serenity pondered that for a moment, allowing the rhythm of the train’s motion to move her thoughts along, “I'd say it’s less distractions, like me talking to you.” She giggled playfully, “I bet you have sensitive fingers…”

“It's all about knowing what pressure to use,” Wildfire explained her reading technique, oblivious, “What fingers to use and...” she paused at Serenity's giggles and she blushed, when she caught up, “Yuppers, I have sensitive fingers.”

Smirking and snickering at a wind up job well done, Serenity went back to reading her book, “May have to test that later tonight.”

After an hour had passed, the door to the cabin opened and Sandman informed the two of them that their dinner seating was ready. “Oh,” Wildfire exclaimed when they were alone in the cabin, she had been thinking about what Serenity had said for the last hour, “How will you test the sensitivity of my fingers?”

Bookmarking her spot and putting her book away, Serenity stood and stretched. “I think it calls for an oral exam. Do you wish to follow or lead?”

“I’ll follow, at least for the first test.”

Shortly, they arrived at the dining car and Serenity couldn’t help but be a teeny bit disappointed. “Looks like Mr. Blue Note and Mrs. Blue Belle don't eat at the same time as us. There is a different pair at our table.” She moved ahead just enough that Wildfire could sit first. She knew how she liked a view.

“Thanks Sera,” Wildfire smiled and she felt her way into the seat, just as her belly made a very loud rumble, “Ooops!”

“Good evening to you,” Serenity offered a pleasant greeting to the two boys who were clearly a couple sat opposite them, “I'm Serenity, and this is Wildfire. We're heading for Harmony U.”

The taller of the two males, a pastel green fellow with brown curly hair, spoke up first, “Hello, I'm Curly Winds, and this is Whiz Kid. We're retuning Seniors to Harmony University, spent the summer on the east coast.”

Whiz Kid rested his head on his boyfriend’s upper arm – he wasn’t tall enough to meet his shoulder – and smiled at the two girls, “Just means one more year till we start our grad work. You two freshmen?”

“Yuppers,” Wildfire turned her milky white eyes to ‘look’ at Whiz Kid, “Start classes on Monday, I can't wait!”

“It's a good university,” put in Curly Winds, “They do go out of their way to make it disabled friendly.”

“He's just saying that because I'm five foot even.”

Wildfire snickered, “You're still beating me, Whiz, I'm four and nine. Maybe ten if I wear heels. The talls will never know the agony of having to use a step to reach the kitchen cupboards.”

“At least we're the last to get wet when it rains,” laughed Whiz, who immediately returned the high five that the short girl offered him.

The rather clever and very witty retort that Wildfire had ready went unused when the waiter appeared at their table. He offered the diners a choice of garden salad with choice of barbeque chicken with mashed potatoes or shrimp jambalaya with white rice, and glazed carrots or cheesy broccoli. Serenity immediately chose the shrimp, carrots and a white wine. The two boys opted for the chicken and a beer each.

The last to make her choice, Wildfire decided to order the garden salad with barbeque chicken and mashed potatoes, and a beer to drink.

While they ate, the conversation between them was light and not at all college related, something none of them seemed to object to. If the dinner had been good, the dessert was better. Curly Winds and Whiz Kid went for apple pie a la mode, and the two girls chose bread and butter pudding with vanilla custard.

Once the dinner was over and they were alone at the table, Serenity asked, “Do you want another drink in the club car, or should we head back to the cabin?”

While Wildfire was tempted by the drink, she couldn’t be sure but it felt like it was getting late. “I don't mind heading back to the cabin, Sera.”

Letting out one of her musical giggles, Serenity stood up. “I wasn't sure if I'd have to ply you with alcohol first.”

“I'm only tiny, Sera,” Wildfire countered, “I've been well and truly plied already!”

Taking note of the fact that her friend couldn’t really handle her booze, Serenity took hold of Wildfire’s hand and led her back to their cabin. “Will this be your first proper sexual encounter?” she asked as she opened the door.

“Yuppers,” Wildfire replied, feeling a little bit ashamed. Then, she felt idiotic for feeling ashamed in the first place. Serenity wasn’t judging her, so why was she judging herself? “Yes, it will. I've practised on my own a lot though!”

Serenity just smiled when she heard the confirmation that her friend was in fact a virgin. Not that she was bothered about that in the slightest. “I trust you'll know how to please me then. Now, let me…” she slowly undressed Wildfire, removing her hoodie, tee shirt, jeans until she was completely naked before her. “Your turn, and you can be as hands on as you wish.”

“A-Alrighty…” Wildfire, though she was a little clumsy with Serenity's clothes due to having to feel her way around what she was wearing, and having to get used to undressing someone the wrong way round, nonetheless had the taller girl naked eventually. As a result, she was very handsy with the removal of the clothing, much to her partner’s enjoyment. “H-How was that?”

“No complaints here,” Serenity assured her kindly, “Now, I have done this before, willingly and unwillingly. Still,” she continued, “I want you to enjoy this. How would you like to start?”

All of a sudden, Wildfire was bright red in the cheeks and she was rather self-conscious of being very, very naked with Serenity. “Well, um...” she flustered, “Is um…i-is 'this' what girls like?” she gestured with both hands over herself, her small stature, tiny breasts and her hairy bush.

“Everyone has their own preferences, Wily,” Serenity assured her, placing her hands on the short girls shoulders, “I like girls that are true to themselves. Smart, well read, and self-confident.”

“In that case,” Wildfire remembered she was with a friend, someone she trusted, and she set aside her worries and her hang ups as best she could, “I'd very much like you to go down on me, please.”

“I can do that.” Serenity quickly pulled out the lower bunk, turning the couch into a bed, before turning back to the nervous girl. “On your back please, with your feet near one end.”

“I can do that!” eagerly, Wildfire made her way to the bed and she sat, then she laid down with her head at the pillow end and spread her toned legs wide apart. A second later, she felt Serenity get on the bed, felt the other girl’s weight above her head.

In a sixty nine position, Serenity slowly kissed Wildfire on the forehead and she worked her way down her body gradually, slowly, but she lingered on the athlete's lips. When she reached the girl’s nipples, she paused, granting each one a kiss and a long suck until they were hard. Going lower still, Serenity spent a little time kissing a circle around Wildfire’s naval before reaching her real target.

As she moved, Serenity purposefully made sure that her body lightly rubs along Wildfire's, determined to give the virgin an experience she would remember. When she body rested her chest on Wildfire's belly, Serenity used a hand along with her mouth to work the athlete's dripping wet labia and tease out her clitoris, which she was pleased to see was rather large once it was hard and swollen with need. The other hand, the free hand, was placed under a thigh in order to keep her legs spread apart.

Far, far more experienced than Wildfire, Serenity knew how to get a girl off. She also knew how to deny an orgasm. Deviously, she worked with her deft fingertips and her tongue, both dancing over Wildfire’s soaked nethers until she had bought her to near her peak and back twice over.

After the second of the two near finishes, Wildfire decided that she couldn't take it any longer. “Please!” she begged, “Please Sera, please let me cum, please!” when she heard what was music to her ears, Serenity altered her ministrations from teasing to all-out attack she used her tongue to make her cum quickly and then her fingers to draw out a second climax shortly after. Wildfire let out an almighty scream when she finally did orgasm, squirting like a fountain. “S-Sorry...” she panted, “I s-should've warned you…” Far from being offended, Serenity was happily lapping away taking it all in. “Wow…that was...wow!”

After the athlete's second orgasm, Serenity moved herself forwards until she was able to grind a breast into Wildfire's snatch while she hovered her own scant inches over Wildfire's face. “Now it’s your turn. It’s okay if you just use your hands.”

“Don’t worry, Sera, I got this!” assurance made, Wildfire used her hands to guide herself in, then when she judged she was in position with her nose at the taller girl’s perineum and her lips at her pussy, she started to lick her way up and down Serenity's hairless labia, quickly finding a rhythm which she fell into.

Emboldened by the results of the few test licks and by the pleasured noises that Serenity was making, Wildfire decided to just go for it and she thrust her tongue deep inside her friend’s wet tunnel.

Above Wildfire, Serenity's mind turned to fantasies of the athlete dominating her, and just like that, her moans increased in volume and intensity. Her moans of ecstasy only got louder when Wildfire used her fingers to rub her clitoris at the same time plunging her tongue in and out of Serenity’s slit.

When her left hand lightly spanked the teal coloured ass cheek, Serenity moved her rock hard nipple around and over Wildfire’s groin over her hard clit. “Harder,” she begged when her rear was spanked. Wildfire then wrapped her lips around Serenity's throbbing nub and she sucked hard while her hand spanked the girl a lot harder than before. “Harder!” she screamed.

While she was sucking and lapping at Serenity’s pussy, Wildfire spanked her ass cheeks so hard that it made her hand go numb for a few seconds. She figured that with Serenity’s kink, if her hand wasn’t hurting, she wasn’t doing it right. When she added her teeth to her clit, that pushed her friend over her edge.

Serenity reached her climax, she didn’t squirt as much as Wildfire had, but she more than made up for that with the sheer volume of her orgasm. She clamped her thighs down on Wildfire’s face and there was enough fluid to wet her, that was for certain.

“How was that, Sera?” asked Wildfire when Serenity had ridden her post orgasmic high enough that she had eased up with her thigh death grip.

“I got release, so it was good,” panted Serenity as she carefully adjusted her position so the two of them could lie on the bunk face to face. “Thank you, Wily. Is your hand okay?”

“Yuppers, it'll be fine,” Wildfire shook the numbed hand and, after the short time had elapsed, feeling was starting to come back, “Besides, I’ve got another one.”

“I do hope it wasn't your reading hand,” smirked Serenity as she shoved her wetted nipple into Wildfire's mouth. Immediately, much to the taller girl’s delight, she started to suck her own fluids from the nipple in her mouth. “You're a good girl.” Serenity was under no doubt that Wildfire was going to make some lucky dominant very happy indeed.

Under the praise from the more experienced teen, Wildfire glowed with pride. “Thanks Sera!” she repeated her actions on the other nipple, going all sucky and bitey, even though it wasn’t wet. “Hey,” she said as an idea came to her, “Can we do that thing where we rub ourselves together?”

It took Serenity a moment’s thought to realise that Wildfire meant she wanted to try scissoring. “When we’re done, we may need to sleep on the top bunk,” she snickered as she pulled of off Wildfire, who was in mid suck of her breasts, “Move your head to the wall and lift one leg up as high as you can on the wall.”

“I got it,” since she was already on her back, Wildfire scooted backwards until she felt her head on the pillow and she lifted up her left leg until she felt her foot touch the carriage wall.

Moving around her partner, Serenity was back on the bed and she slid in her right leg along the wall under Wildfire's left up on the wall and her left leg over Wildfire’s left leg and she moved closer and closer, interlocking themselves tighter and tighter until they bumped in the middle.

“This isn't all that easy,” explained Serenity once they were joined at the crotch, “But the objective is to grind our clits together and we both get off.”

Wildfire, who had listened to Air Raid describe enough pornographic videos to last a lifetime, knew what she had to do. She thrust her hips up and forward and the meeting of their privates sent a jolt of pleasure up her body. “Oooh yeah, I can feel it! Or you, I can feel you!”

“Less talking and more grinding!” exclaimed Serenity, before she let out a laugh, “I want to make a mess of this bed, Wily.” Judging by the way the athlete was grinding herself against Serenity’s pussy, she did too.

Just like Wildfire, Serenity was going hard at it to, though she had the advantage of experience and sight. She wasn’t happy until she felt the sure fire sign of chaffing. “Add your hand…” she panted, using her own fingers to flick across both clits.

They carried on like that for the next couple of hours until both girls collapsed in a wet, sticky – albeit exhausted – heap. Since the bedsheets were so saturated with sweat, and other bodily fluids, they simply moved up to the top bunk, where they snuggled their dirty sweaty bodies together until sleep took them at last.