It was movie night that night. An annual summer ritual Peaches began her senior year in high school. This year, this night … Peaches would never, ever forget. Not as long as she lived. She had invited a few of her closest girlfriends over for an estrogen infused party. They had planned on pigging out on chocolate ice cream and pop corn … and watching chick flicks till they were too tired to see straight. The night before the party was scheduled to take place, Peaches received an excuse from nearly every girl invited, rocking her to the core. Only one friend would be joining her, and sadly, it was a friend that she did not know very well.

Moments before her friend was due to arrive, Peaches checked and rechecked her house. It was spotless, and everything was neatly in its place. She had stressed over each minute detail in preparation for the evening’s events.

Finally, the doorbell rang. Peaches’ heart caught in her throat as she looked through the peephole in the door. It was her friend, Honey. Time stood still, as she admired her guest. Honey was an exotic dance instructor, and she looked every bit the part. Lean body. Long legs. Perfect ass. Even Honey’s eyes danced in the light.

Peaches couldn’t take her eyes off Honey. She stood, staring for what seemed like hours, though only moments passed. Finally, Honey’s persistent knocking brought Peaches to her senses, and she swung open the grand door with one swift motion.

Again, Peaches was enraptured by Honey’s physique, almost as if she had never seen her before that moment. Her eyes sparkled and twinkled, as if there were diamonds embedded in her pupils. “Hey … you gonna let me in?” she joked.

“Oh, yeah … right.” Peaches smiled awkwardly, closing the door behind her guest. “Heh … sorry bout that. Lost in thought, I suppose.”

“Wanna watch Salt? I love Angelina Jolie. She was fucking hot in that movie.” Honey grinned, as she digged around her overnight bag.

Peaches just stood motionless. She’d never heard Honey speak that way and in all honesty, it shocked her AND turned her on. “Um … okay. Sure.” She muttered as she accepted the movie from Honey. “Make yourself at home, Honey. I’ll get some popcorn and some drinks.”

“Why don’t we skip the drinks and snacks …” Honey suggested, plopping herself down on the settee. She gave Peaches a sly smile before continuing. “for now.” She patted the cushion next to her. “Here … why don’t we just enjoy the movie. And get ourselves re-acquainted.”

“Okay. Sure.” Peaches chuckled nervously, as she sat next to Honey. In the back of her mind, Peaches wondered if Honey had ulterior motives for her settee invitation, but she quickly dismissed her thoughts as the movie began.

The movie had Peaches in suspense from the very beginning. She was so engrossed, she barely noticed Honey … or even what she was doing. Honey wrapped her arm around Peaches’ waist and drew her closer. Peaches tried to find a suitable place to lay her head. A nearby cushion, perhaps. Upon finding none, she laid her head on Honey’s shoulder.

The twosome watched the movie together in silence. Honey did her best to focus on the movie, but she was having a very hard time concentrating. She could feel Peaches’ nipples through her thin shirt and longed to touch. To see what they looked like. To see what they tasted like. Peaches’ flesh called to her.

Soon, the tempation was too much for her to bear. She casually brushed her hand across Peaches’ chest. Much to her disappointment, Peaches didn’t even blink. Honey grinned wickedly, as she reached for her tempters again. This time, she was determined to get a handful, or at the very least a nipple.

As she slid her hand up Peaches’ side, Peaches suddenly moved her arm, displaying her ample cleavage in the process. Oh, fuck, woman, do you have any idea what you are doing to me? Honey thought, getting wetter by the minute.

Honey could not resist the temptation.

She slid her hand underneath Peaches’ shirt and massaged her hidden treasures. “Wha-?” Peaches began, turning toward Honey slightly.

“Shhh …” Honey interrupted, as she kissed Peaches’ lips tenderly. “I’ve wanted to do this to you for a long time. Just enjoy it.”

As Peaches sat back on the settee, Honey unhooked Peaches’ bra and lifted her shirt. Honey ran her fingertips lightly over Peaches’ exposed skin, over each breast. “But …” Peaches tried to protest, but Honey stopped her with a deep, passionate kiss, massaging Peaches’ tongue with hers.

Peaches was getting aroused by this woman’s touch … something she could honestly say had never happened to her before. She enjoyed Honey’s attention. Her touch. Her tongue. As Honey swirled her tongue around each nipple, Peaches couldn’t hold back her moans. Her breathing increased, as did her wetness.

Oh, how she wanted to feel Honey’s tongue on her engorged clit. As if she read Peaches mind, Honey shoved her hand beneath Peaches’ pants and began massaging her clit. “Mmm … feel good? As soon as I can get your pants off, I’ll show you how a pussy should be eaten.” Just then, the doorbell rang. “Expecting anyone?” Peaches shook her head emphatically. “Mmk … take your pants off. I’ll send them away, k?”

Peaches threw hear jeans, shirt, and bra to the floor and tried to relax on the settee. She enjoyed exposing her nakedness. However, she, soon, began to worry. It was taking Honey a while to return. What is going on? She wondered, turning toward the front door. And there stood a very familiar sight. Her Sir.

Ashamed, she gathered her clothing to her chest and tried her best to hide her transgressions. “What the fuck are you doing, bitch?” he spat.

“Umm … I am sorry, Sir. I was …” she knelt, as she dipped her head. “Please. It wasn’t my fault.”

“What?” he growled. “Looks to me like you were a willing participant. What shall We do with you, my disobedient slave?” His use of the word “We” worried Peaches a little bit. He’d never used that word in their sessions together. Then again, this was a completely different situation.

Before Peaches could brace herself, Honey knocked her to the floor and expertly tied her hands and feet. Confused, Peaches looked to her friend. Honey was now naked from the waist down and grinning like the Cheshire cat. “What … what are you doing?” Peaches asked, trying not to think about the ever increasing wetness between her legs.

“Mmm … you got me all horny, pet. Now, remedy that.” She commanded, shoving Peaches face into her glistening pussy.

Peaches could not believe what was happening. How her Sir showed up on her doorstep on this night was beyond her comprehension. She tried to reason out the evening’s happenings. Absolutely nothing made sense.

Suddenly, Peaches felt the sting of a flogger on her exposed flesh. “Wha-?” she mumbled into Honey’s pussy.

“Mmm … don’t do that, pet.” Honey grabbed a handful of Peaches’ hair. “When I cum, the beating will stop.” With renewed fervor, Peaches licked and sucked Honey’s pussy. Soon, Honey’s pussy exploded in Peaches’ face, showering her with Honey’s pleasure. “Mmm ... perhaps, I will allow you to pleasure Me again soon. I now leave you with your Sir. ”

As Honey began getting dressed, Sir walked over to Peaches and bent down over her ear. “you did very well. I was very proud of you this evening.” He said, slapping her ass. Then, he lovingly untied her wrists and ankles. “And now … as a reward, I will allow you to cum.” He unzipped His jeans, unleashed His beautiful cock, and knelt behind Peaches. “Oh yeah, by the way ... How did you enjoy your first taste of pussy? I set it up, you know.”

Peaches could only moan her reply, as her Sir shoved his cock between her wet nether lips. Soon, He had her in orgasmic throes. “Mmm thank You, Sir.”