Danielle Wu, an 18-year old senior at Green Meadow High School, walked home with her friend Veronica Edwards, also of the same age and school, late one afternoon. Danielle, or Dani as her friends called her, was definitely the more outgoing of the two, and by common consensus the prettier, though Dani herself didn't think so. She was the daughter of fairly ill-adjusted Chinese immigrants, leaving her with a significant amount of culture shock between home and school. As such, even more than usual for girls growing up, she tried very hard to fit in. She was of the sort that once her mind was put to something, she would not be denied her goal, so of course she did so quite well, and by her senior year was one of the most popular girls in school, though some of her means of achieving this goal of fitting in were a bit questionable. She wasn't terribly tall, but her legs were long for her height, and cheerleading and her regimen of aerobics kept her in excellent shape. Her skin was a pale brown, her eyes nearly black, and her shoulder-length hair a similar dark shade. Her breasts were small, but round and firm, and they jutted outward prominently from her white T-shirt. Veronica followed Dani a couple of paces behind, her glance turned slightly downward. Veronica watched Dani's every step, she watched her long, shapely legs glide forward, her round, perfect ass sway ever so slightly in her shorts. She felt the ever so slightest twinge of envy as this display continued, and not wanting to harbor such feelings towards her friend, she quickly found something else to focus on. Veronica herself was fairly pale in color, not being a very large fan of the sun. Her hair was short, just barely covering her ears, and nearly as dark as Dani's. This only furthered the contrast between skin and hair. She was not unattractive, indeed, she was thought of as "cute," but she was shy and preferred not to be noticed. Thus, instead of the tight tops and short shorts that Dani enjoyed wearing, Veronica's outfits were far more modest. Still, there was a certain appeal to some in her simplicity, for the classic schoolgirls' attire, the plaid skirt, was one of Veronica's favorite choices of attire. Such as today, for example. Dani's house was first. She bid her friend goodbye, and walked towards the front door. The car of David Carter, her boyfriend, was in the driveway, as usual. Dani and David typically spent a few hours together every afternoon before her parents came home, sometimes just talking, sometimes playing some sort of game on Dani's computer, but lately they had found other ways to entertain themselves. David was 19, a freshman at the local community college, and by most of the accounts of her friends, quite a catch. He was fairly smart, and though not particularly motivated-- that's why he went to the community college and not some university downstate-- he was good to her, and not bad to look at either. He was much taller than her, with an ever-present tan, strong arms, and chiseled abs. He had the combination of a warm smile and cool ice blue eyes that always quickened Dani's pulse. When she arrived home, they hugged and kissed quickly, and after closing the blinds, fell down onto the couch without much ceremony. Veronica, meanwhile, lingered outside. She always had her suspicions about what went on inside the house every day after school, but as she was shy, and didn't wish to offend her friend, she never asked. Still, on this particular day, curiosity got the better of her. She doubled back, and returned to the house. First, she peered into the kitchen window. Nothing. She almost left things at that and went back on her way, but then she noticed that the living room blinds were closed, even though it was the middle of the day. This too would have been no use to her, save for the fact that one small section of the blinds was caught on a potted plant near the window, leaving an opening just wide enough to peer into. Not wanting to reject what Veronica saw clearly as an invitation, she walked up to the window, knelt in front of it, and peeked inside. She saw Dani, down to her panties, lying on the couch. On top of her was Dave, who was similarly undressed. His head was down, licking and suckling eagerly her perfect round breasts. Veronica had caught glimpses of Dani's breasts in the locker room before, but it was never like this. Rather than shyly displaying them for lack of any other options, here they were prominently thrust outward, offered. She had never seen Dani's nipples fully erect, bulging and swelling, even more so with every eager lick of David's tongue. Veronica felt her own nipples growing erect at this sight, a heat growing within her own body as well. David slipped out of his underwear, presenting a new sight for Veronica's curious eyes. He was long, thick and hard. So long, and so thick, in fact, she was amazed when Dani seemingly easily took the whole thing into her mouth. Her cheeks caved in as she sucked hard on David's throbbing rod, one of her hands clutching it and pumping up and down on what she couldn't fit into her mouth. She pulled him out of her mouth, her hand still sliding up and down along it, while she moistened her lips and dove in for another attack. Veronica watched all of this, her eyes unable to leave David's throbbing manhood and Dani's enthusiastic sucking. Occasionally her eyes wandered to his face, the expression on there suggesting that he seemed to be enjoying himself greatly. Sometimes his lips parted, perhaps to let out a moan or a grunt, or some other expression of encouragement. Sometimes her eyes wandered to Dani's breasts, where with the hand that she wasn't skillfully using on David, she was pinching and playing with her nipples. Veronica grew more excited, perhaps because of what she saw, and perhaps because the very act of seeing it was so forbidden, so dangerous. One of her hands reached up her skirt, touching her panties softly. She felt how hot and moist they were, and began to softly touch herself through her panties. Meanwhile, inside, David pulled himself out of Dani's mouth, slick and moist, standing there while her tongue covered every inch of the huge rod. Every time Dani's tongue went up and down David, Veronica's fingers slid across her moist panties. Dani quickly slid her panties down, sitting up on the couch with her legs spread. She was perfectly smooth, something that Veronica had up until now not seen the point of, yet the sight excited her. David dropped to his knees, burying his face between Dani's legs. An expression of pleasure soon crossed her face, and her hips began gyrating. One hand pushed David's head down, while the other wandered up and down his back. Veronica couldn't see what he was doing, but she could guess based on the response from Dani. She slid her panties to the side, her fingers tracing along her moist pink lips while she watched David at work on Dani. Veronica imagined where David's tongue must be, tracing its likely path on herself, through her moist panties. Pleasure and heat rose from between her legs, and this caused her fingers to wander their path slightly faster. She imagined David's tongue skillfully lapping away at Dani's juices, and the thought of it caused Veronica's own juices to flow more readily. She rubbed herself faster, her moisture making it easy to touch herself wherever she pleased. As Dani's hips bucked up and down from the continued pleasure rising from down below, Veronica's did the same. She felt so hot, so good. She could only imagine how Dani must feel, but this was giving her quite a good idea. After some time, David surfaced, and he and Dani kissed. Then Dani got on her hands and knees on the couch, supporting herself on its high back, while her legs were spread wide and her ass high in the air. David gave Dani's nearly-dripping hole one last lingering lick all the way from front to back, before standing up. He then placed his long, thick rod very close to Dani, the one from which Veronica was unable to distract herself. As he slid it into her, Veronica couldn't resist any longer and started rubbing herself. David supported himself by holding onto Dani's hips, as he pumped in and out of her. At first, he was slow, but his pace increased quickly, until he was pumping in and out of Dani at a rapid but steady pace, occasionally slapping her ass playfully. Dani's body shook and thrusted along with him, occasionally tossing her hair or throwing her head back. Their moans of delight were now so loud that even outside, Veronica could hear them slightly. This combined with everything else soon made her desire grow even more, and she was soon rubbing herself faster and more eagerly than ever, her mind completely saturated with all of this new input. She watched David wildly giving Dani all he had, and she watched Dani enjoy every last bit of it. She watched their hips bucking and thrusting, she watched their nude bodies moving in unison, and she heard the faintest vestiges of their moans of passion seeping through the window. Her own heat and desire rose and rose, and she could not control herself as she rubbed herself to the heights of her own passion, an orgasm so intense she could not help but let out a small gasp herself. When Veronica regained her perceptions, she quickly realized where she was and what she was doing. She did not want to be caught in such a situation, so she quickly stood up, smoothed out her skirt, and walked around to the front of the house. Her knees were still a bit weak from before, but the perception of the danger of where she was having returned was enough to get her moving. She continued on her way home, mind buzzing with what she had seen. It's not as though she didn't know that was what was going on, but to see it with her own eyes had awakened something in her. When she arrived home, she immediately pleasured herself again, still thinking of what she had seen. Sex to her was still a spectator sport, but that did not mean she didn't enjoy it immensely...