Beverly Hills, 90210 : Girls Night In

Clare Arnold pranced around her kitchen wearing her favorite
nightie, the sheer blue fabric barely concealing her shapely twenty-
one year old body. The inviting aroma of freshly popped corn
wafted through the house, and as Clare dumped a bag of
microwaved popcorn into a bowl she sang along with the latest hit
playing on the radio. “I’m a bitch, I’m a tease, I’m a goddess on my

Kelly came out of the bedroom wearing a pair of men’s pajamas,
looking sexy and irresistible. She spun around like a runway model,
showing off how well even men’s pajamas hung from her
curvaceous frame. “What do you think?”

Clare smiled. She couldn’t imagine Kelly Taylor ever being self-
conscious about her body… or clueless about what to do with it.
Kelly was strong, self assured, sexy without being pretentious about
it. She was everything Clare wanted to be.

“I think you’d look good in anything, ” Clare said.

Kelly blushed slightly. “Have we got everything?”

“I think so, ” Clare said.

“Popcorn?” Kelly asked.




“White wine?”

Clare smiled. “Chilled and ready to pour.”

Kelly laughed. “White wine and chocolate. We definitely should
seek professional help.”

“Definitely, ” Clare giggled.

Clare grabbed two wine glasses. Kelly opened the Chardonnay and
poured, and before long the bottle was half empty, the chocolate
was almost gone, and the two of them were sitting on the sofa in
their pajamas, giggling like schoolgirls as they traded secrets about
themselves and their significant others.

“How did you ever get Brandon to do that?” Clare exclaimed.

Kelly laughed. “It wasn’t easy. When it comes to sex he’s very old
fashioned. Sometimes I think we’re the only couple in the world
who still use the missionary position.”

“You’re not, ” Clare assured her. “So… how was it?”

“It hurt a little at first, ” Kelly said. “But it got better. Alot better.
With a little practice it would feel great, but I don’t think Brandon is
too eager to try it again.”

“At least you got him to try something different, ” Clare said.
“Steve means well, but he’s usually done before I even know we’ve
started.” She took another sip of wine. “But then I guess you know
all about that, huh?”

Kelly managed a timid smile. Her relationship with Steve was
ancient history, but it was still a sore spot between her and Clare…
and only because Steve had so mishandled the matter. Fortunately,
she and Clare were able to come to an understanding over the
subject without completely ruining their friendship. In the end, it
may have even strengthened the bond between them.

“You know what they say, ” Kelly replied. “You can’t teach an old
dog new tricks.”

Clare laughed. “I’d be happy if Steve knew one trick.”

“It can’t be as bad as all that, ” Kelly said.

“No?” Clare asked. “The only way I can even come close to an
orgasm is by fingering myself.”

Kelly looked over at Clare, a wicked smile tugging at the corners of
her mouth. “Show me.”

Clare nearly fell off the sofa. She stared at her friend and roommate
for a long time, searching for any sign that her words had been a
joke. But Kelly was the picture of seriousness, and Clare had to
admit that she found the idea of masturbating in front of her friend
extremely arousing.

Actually, there were alot of things about Kelly Taylor that Clare
found arousing. Under normal circumstances she wouldn’t have
admitted that, but then the circumstances were far from normal.
Her best friend had just asked her to fuck herself while she sat there
and watched. Maybe it was the wine… or the chocolate, but having
fantasized about Kelly off and on since they’d moved into the beach
house, Clare wasn’t about to squander the opportunity of a lifetime.

Without saying another word, Clare lifted her ass up just enough to
slide her panties off. A rush of air graced her inner thigh, soft as a
whisper against her delicate skin. She could already feel the wetness
between her legs dampening her pubic hair. It had been a long time
since she’d toyed with herself, and this time she had an audience.

Lifting her nightgown just past her hips, Clare leaned back on the
sofa and spread her legs wide to give Kelly a clear view of her
pussy. Then she began rubbing herself, starting with slow, gentle
strokes using the pad of her index finger.

Clare rolled her head back, already succumbing to her own touch.
Many nights she’d done this and thought about Kelly, and now
Kelly was there… watching her. Just knowing that Kelly’s eyes were
upon her had Clare’s juices flowing like they never had before.

She continued to stroke herself as slid her free hand under her
nightgown, feeling for the curve of her breast. Like most girls, her
breast size had been a great source of insecurity as a child. She was
considered a late bloomer in that department, but now she boasted
an ample chest… and the feel of her hands on her own breasts sent
waves of pleasure through her body. She cupped one breast in her
hand, gently massaging it as she rolled her erect nipple between her
thumb and index finger.

“Hmmm, ” Clare moaned. She risked a glance at Kelly and saw the
flustered look in the other woman’s face. Kelly was obviously
enjoying the show, and Clare was more than eager to roll out a
command performance.

Clare thrust a finger up her pussy and gasped at how easily it
penetrated her wetness. Kelly must have excited her more than she
thought! She worked her finger in and out of her dripping wet sex,
slowly increasing the rhythm as she added a second finger to the
proceedings. Clare could feel the climax building so she quickened
her pace, using her thumb to tease her enlarged clit.

“Oh… yeah, ” Clare murmured, really getting into it now. She
jammed a third finger inside herself, increasing the attention her
thumb was giving her clit. The combination of her fingers in her
pussy and her thumb against her clit had her mind reeling. She
squealed with delight, feeling the pressure mounting against her

With every jab and thrust, Clare felt the tidal wave swelling up
inside her. She chewed on her lower lip, whimpering like a puppy as
her body reacted to the vicious finger fucking her pussy was
receiving… and by her own hand at that!

Clare knew she was on the verge of coming. Her muscles tightened
in anticipation. Clare quickened her efforts to a feverish pace,
needing desperately to feel the release… and needing for Kelly to
bear witness to it. She thrust her fingers as deep inside her cunt as
she could, crying out as the first wave of orgasm spilled over her

“Yes!” Clare gasped. “Oh, yes!” She repeated the words over and
over as she continued to ride the wave of orgasm that her own
fingers had produced. Her heart pounded against her chest and
her mind was numb from the electrical charge that had just surged
through her body.

Clare looked to Kelly and tried to speak, but all she could manage
was a placated smile.

Kelly returned the smile, taking Clare’s hand and raising it to her
lips. With quiet determination, and without taking her eyes off of
Clare, Kelly began licking the cum off her roommate’s hand,
sucking one finger at a time to ensure she got every last drop of girl
juice from Clare’s nimble digits.

“I like the way you taste, ” Kelly said.

Clare smiled hungrily. “There’s plenty more where that came from.”

Kelly was more than happy to accept the invitation. She dropped to
the floor, kneeling in front of Clare so that she was staring right
into the other woman’s crotch. She could smell the arousal
emanating from Clare’s pussy, and having sampled a taste of the her
roommate’s juices Kelly was eager for more. She buried her face
between Clare’s legs, going to work immediately. She licked and
licked, her agile tongue flicking inside Clare’s inflamed cunt like
there was no tomorrow.

“Oh God!” Clare gasped. She raked her fingers through Kelly’s hair,
holding on for dear life as her beautiful blond roommate probed her
hypersensitive pussy with her slithering tongue.

Egged on by Clare’s moaning, Kelly went crazy… unleashing a
furious tongue fucking the likes of which Clare had never known.
She sucked on her clit, rolling it around in her mouth. Clare bucked
against her and Kelly continued her ministrations, licking and
nibbling and anything else that she could think of to drive Clare into
a frenzy.

“Yes!” Clare screamed. “Yes! Yes!!!! Oh, God. Kelly… I’m going
to cum all over your face!” She screamed and hollered, kicking her
feet into the air as she was enveloped by the most intense orgasm
she’d ever had.

Kelly rode out the storm, determined to drive her roommate into a
state of nirvana that she would always remember. Even as Clare’s
body convulsed above her Kelly continued licking her roommate’s
pussy, her expert tongue pushing hard against the other woman’s

“Kelly!” Clare whimpered, her voice begging for an end to the
wonderful madness that had her pussy throbbing.

With one last jab of her tongue, Kelly decided that her friend had
endured enough for now. She pulled away, girl cum dribbling from
her chin. Clare wiped it away with her finger and smeared it across
Kelly’s lips.

Clare welcomed Kelly back onto the sofa, seeking out the mouth
that had worked her over so well and covering it with her own. The
kiss deepened, the raging passion the two women shared
manifesting itself in a vicious duel of the tongues.

Clare then began to unbutton Kelly’s pajama top, eager to explore the
delight’s within. Her hands fumbled with the task, but she was
determined not to let any obstacle stand between her mouth and the
luscious breasts that she knew were hidden underneath.

Finally, in her desperation, Clare ripped open Kelly’s pajama top to
expose her roommate’s supple breasts. Even though she had seen
Kelly naked before, the sight of her now stirred something deep
within her. The hunger Clare felt was all consuming, and she gave
in to it without any hesitation. She leaned down and took one of
Kelly’s breasts into mouth, slobbering all over it with huge, open
mouth kisses

“Ohh… ” Kelly moaned. “That feels so good.”

Clare eased her tongue across Kelly’s very erect nipple, all the while
her hand massaging the generous clump of flesh that was Kelly’s
right breast. The feel of her was new and exciting, and Clare lost
herself in the new sensations that washed over her.

While her mouth and hand paid close attention to Kelly’s breast,
Clare let her free hand fall into her roommate’s lap. To her
insatiable delight, Clare found that Kelly was soaked through her
pajama bottoms. Clare roughly shoved her hand down the front of
Kelly’s pants, running her fingers through the damp patch of pubic
hair that she found inside.

“Oh God, Clare, ” Kelly gasped. “If you don’t eat me soon I’m
going to explode!”

Clare certainly didn’t need any encouragement; licking Kelly’s pussy
was at the top of her agenda. But if she had needed any kind of
motivation, Kelly’s pleas certainly would have done the trick.

She quickly helped Kelly out of her pajama bottoms. Kelly’s
normally blond pubic hair was matted and dark from the juices
dripping from her pussy. Clare gingerly slipped a finger between the
swollen red lips of Kelly’s womanhood and was rewarded by a
sharp intake of air from her roommate turned lover.

“Oh yeah, ” Kelly growled. “Touch it again.”

Clare did what she was told, inserting two fingers this time. Kelly
leaned back, laying down flat on the sofa. Clare continued to finger
fuck her, driving her first two fingers into Kelly’s sex, removing
them, then thrusting them in even further. She kept it up until she
had Kelly squirming on the sofa. Then inspiration struck her. Clare
reached for the bottle of Chardonnay and poured a generous
amount of wine into Kelly’s already dripping went cunt.

Kelly yelped with a mixture of surprise and ecstasy. The sensation
of the cold wine splashing against her hot pussy was enough to
drive her to an orgasm right then, but then Clare went to work,
lapping up the wine like a kitten lapping up a bowl of milk. Kelly
knew from the way Clare went down on her that she was going to
come like she never had before.

“Oh, God… Clare, ” Kelly rasped. “Oh, yes. That’s the best.”

Clare lost herself in the musky sweetness that oozed from between
her roommate’s legs. The taste of the wine mixed with Kelly’s juices
was incredible, and Clare sucked up every last drop.

“Clare!” Kelly howled.

Hearing Kelly scream her name was more than Clare could take.
She pushed her face deep into Kelly’s pussy, determined to lick her
new lover dry. Her tongue darted back and forth, poking and
prodding anything that generated any kind of noise from Kelly’s
throat. What her tongue missed her fingers discovered. Getting
Kelly off was Clare’s only purpose, and she set about accomplishing it
with every ounce of energy she had. She drove her tongue deeper
and deeper until she hit a spot that sent Kelly’s body into shaking

“Oh God!” Kelly screamed. “Yes! Oh, dear God, yes! That’s the
spot, Clare. That’s it. Yes!!!!”

Having found Kelly’s most vulnerable spot, Clare attacked it with a
vengeance. Kelly kicked and screamed above her, shouting her
name at the top of her lungs as her body twitched and convulsed.
Clare refused to let up. Kelly’s hips rose spasmodically off the sofa as
her pussy let loose a tidal wave of cum. Clare lapped it up eagerly,
reaching down to fondled her own clit as she continued to tongue
Kelly’s pussy without mercy. Soon they were both yelling and
screaming and laughing and crying and then, finally, collapsing into
each other’s arms.

“Oh Clare, ” Kelly sighed. “That was… amazing. I’m exhausted!”

“Maybe we should go to bed, ” Clare giggled.

Kelly laughed. “Absolutely… but let’s try and actually get some
rest first, okay? I get the feeling we’re going to need it.”

Clare nodded her agreement. She sought out Kelly’s lips and was
rewarded by a deep, passionate kiss from her old friend turned new
lover. “God, I’m so glad we decided to stay in tonight, ” Clare said.