Tired Of Waiting

[Author’s Note: Remember, unauthorized copying of this or any other story is very naughty, so you shouldn’t do it.]

It was one of those summer days. You’ve all experienced them, the ones where the weatherman warns old people and children to stay indoors, the ones where the air just sits there, stagnant, almost mocking you whenever you breathe. Most people seek out a theater or mall and languish in the air conditioning and the fact that they’re not paying the bill for it. Two young, very famous friends had chosen the latter, and were busy making a great many purchases.

Mandy Moore and Kelly Osbourne were
the two young stars busy shopping. They left no store unturned, and by the end of the day, they had aided the economy quite nicely. Kelly’s mother Sharon picked them up and took them back to the house. To Kelly, it was just another sleepover, the typical girl talk, watch a movie, eat junk food and stay up until two AM. To Mandy, on the other hand, something different was going to be on the agenda. See, something she conveniently forgot to mention was that she was bisexual. Her record company would have a fit if word got out, so until parents could deal with bisexuals singing to their kids, mum was the official word. She hoped that Kelly’s mind would be a little more open than that. Mandy was lost in her own thought when a question from Kelly’s mother jolted her back to civilization.

“Did you girls have a fun time?”

“Huh? Whu?” Mandy stammered.

“We had a great time, except there was a weird clerk in the S-Mart store.” Kelly answered, saving Mandy.

“Was his name Ash?” Sharon asked

I think so. He had some weird metal glove on. Gave me the creeps.” Mandy had put the plan to the back of her mind for the moment to focus on the present. She wasn’t even sure if Kelly would be open to suggestion, in which case her house was a long walk back if her offer was shunned. She hoped it wouldn’t come to that, but doubt was always clawing at her mind.

After a short chat about S-mart and the clerks working within, the car reached home and the young girls purchases were unloaded and they were given basically free run of the house. No cameras, Ozzy and Sharon were going out for a romantic night, and Jack was out with friends. The minute he left and the door was shut, Kelly and Mandy exchanged high fives and raced to the kitchen. While Mandy tossed some popcorn in the microwave, Kelly grabbed sodas and beers for each of them. While she was making the popcorn, Mandy reflected on what she was planning to do. It was both highly lucrative and highly dangerous. If it didn’t work, she could lose a friend, which was a rare commodity in the music business. But if it did work, she’d have everything she wanted in a girl. It was a big risk, almost suicidal, but Mandy was determined to take it. She could always blame it on the beer. A stupid backup plan, but it was all she had.

Mandy was, again, so wrapped up in her thoughts that she became oblivious to her surroundings. She didn’t hear the microwave go off, nor did she hear Kelly yell at her from the stairwell that the movie was on.

After waiting for around five minutes with no sign of Mandy, Kelly got fed up and went downstairs, looking for Mandy. She heard the microwave had gone off from upstairs, but little Mandy was nowhere in sight. Kelly grimaced as she made her way down the stairs. Mandy had never been this spacey before. Kelly stopped dead in her tracks when a light went off in her head: Mandy was doing pot!

“Holy shit! That little slut is on weed! This is gonna be a great sleepover!” Kelly exclaimed out loud as she rushed to the kitchen.

Kelly was expecting to see Mandy doing bong hits in the kitchen. Instead, she saw Mandy standing in front of the microwave, happily drifting into her own little world.

“I knew it!” Kelly’s exclamation shook Mandy out of her zonked-out state, leaving her shaking her head for a few seconds, trying to get back to earth.

“What? What did you know?” Mandy was a little panicked, fearing she’d be outside in a few short minutes.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were on pot? C’mon, let’s go up to my room! And bring the fuckin popcorn!” Kelly grinned. Mandy was about to refuse, but she thought for a moment and figured, if we get high, this whole thing will be a hell of a lot easier. So, Mandy let Kelly lead her up to the bedroom.

“Okay girl, here it is. Take the first hit, stoner.” Kelly passed Mandy the bong as Mandy did her best to look like she knew what she was doing. It didn’t work. After ten minutes of watching her struggle with the bong, Kelly grabbed it from Mandy and gave her a stern, serious look.

“You’re not a stoner, are you?” Kelly finally said, breaking the silence. Mandy just looked down at her feet and silently nodded her head yes.

“So why the fuck have you been spacing out all damn day?”

“Promise you won’t freak?” Mandy still wasn’t looking up, and her question came out as a tiny little squeak.

“Yeah, what is it? Carson snap at you again? C’mon Mandy, he’s a weak little child.”

Mandy let out a small laugh, and finally brought her head up. It was now or never, and she was going for it.

“Kelly, I’m bi and attracted to you.” Mandy’s heart rate went up the moment the words came out of her mouth. Both stared at each other, hoping the other would speak first. Finally, Kelly leaned over and kissed Mandy on lips, exploring the insides of Mandy mouth, savoring the taste. It didn’t take long for Mandy to realize that she wasn’t going to be kicked out of the house. Well, not by Kelly anyway. Mandy kissed back with all her strength. This is what she had wanted since the day they became friends. She felt her pussy flood as she thought of all the dirty things they could do together tonight. When Kelly pulled back for air, Mandy had to ask her a question.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were bi? It would have made things so much easier.”

“I’m not bi” Kelly replied, deadpan.

“You’re…you’re not… then wh-” Kelly put a finger to Mandy’s lips to silence her.

“I’m not bi. That doesn’t mean I’m not open to suggestion. Now get your shirt off and show me your tits.” Kelly lightly kissed Mandy on the lips.

Mandy pulled her shirt over her head and unclasped her bra, exposing her B cup breasts. Kelly leaned over and began pinching and rubbing Mandy’s already erect nipples. After Kelly was satisfied that Mandy had been teased enough, she dove in, sucking, licking, and teasing her tiny pink nipples. After Mandy got over what Kelly was doing, she started on Kelly’s nipples, pinching and lightly flicking her rising nipples through the thin cotton, while running a hand through Kelly’s pink and black hair.

After Kelly was satisfied that Mandy’s nipples were dealt with, she slid her hand into Mandy’s sparkly denim shorts and got a pleasant surprise.

“Ohhhh, little miss good girl isn’t wearing any underwear.”

“I bet you like it” Mandy retorted as she rubbed Kelly’s crotch through her baggy latex pants.

“Hmm, feels like someone else isn’t wearing any panties. Let’s find out, shall we?” With that, Mandy slipped a hand into Kelly’s pants and began furiously fingering Kelly’s juicy wet pussy. Kelly did the same to Mandy, working two fingers into her blond box. Both were working their fingers in and out in a flurry, each working the other to orgasm. Kelly’s orgasm came first, if only by mere moments. As soon as Kelly felt her impending orgasm, she immediately moved a third finger inside her friend’s cunt. Kelly’s orgasm came out of her like a cannon, soaking Mandy’s hand and the aforementioned latex pants in cunt juice. Mandy’s orgasm followed not far behind, leaving a large wet spot on her denim shorts.

As soon as she got the energy to, Kelly pulled off her pants, discarding them in a far corner of the room. Mandy did away with her still-wet shorts, throwing them in a random direction, the point mainly being to get them off and away. Kelly knew what she wanted, and now that she had her friend naked, she could get it. She positioned her glistening pussy over Mandy’s face, with simple and direct instructions.

“Make me cum.”

Mandy was more than willing to oblige, parting Kelly’s light pink pussy lips with her index and middle finger and began licking and slurping Kelly’s flowing cunt and erect clit, sending shivers down Kelly’s spine. Kelly worked Mandy’s pussy as well, sucking her clit as one would a lollipop. Both feverishly worked the other’s pussy, savoring their taste. Then Kelly got a deliciously naughty idea. Taking her index finger, she quickly fingered Mandy’s pussy a few times, then, without warning, plunged the digit into Mandy’s ass. That got Mandy moaning and cumming like a whore. After Kelly had drained and sucked Mandy’s cunt of any juices it held, she got up to a kneeling position with her pussy over Mandy’s hot, wet mouth.

“C’mon honey, I haven’t cum yet. Eat my pussy.”

Mandy had other ideas. She went straight to Kelly’s puckered asshole, making quick circles with her pink little tongue. Kelly, reared her head back and grinned as she felt one her most powerful orgasms ever run through her body like electricity, drenching Mandy’s breasts with her fluid.

With no more energy left in either one of the two young girls, they fell into deep sleep on the carpet of Kelly’s bedroom. They never did get to watch the movie.

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