Pent up at the Met (Sabrina Carpenter, Jenna Ortega)

[Thehouseofweird]

The following is a work of fiction, none of the events have occurred

Pent up at the Met
By The House of Weird
Starring Sabrina Carpenter and Jenna Ortega, Feat Joey King


Monday morning, anyone would call it a normal day in New York City, regardless of whether you could call it normal or not. Hundreds would gather to one place this time every year for one of the biggest events in Celebrity life, the Met Gala, millions upon billions of dollars worth of art, high fashion, and personal net worth’s combined. Call it the peak of fashion, call it a waste, all that mattered, to one girl in mind, this was the night she tapped her friend’s ass.

To backtrack, it began late July, a casual conversation between casual friends. Former Disney actresses Sabrina Carpenter and Jenna Ortega. Despite the age gap and different career roles from Netflix to touring with Taylor Swift, they made some time every now and then to chat, even keeping track whenever the other changed numbers. Messages were sporadic due to work, but nonetheless, they kept in touch. Sabrina was going over a small script for a music video she was working on, two girls fighting over a man, based around one of her songs she was about to release. In her mind, there was only one that could fit the role of the other girl that Sabrina knew exactly to cast. Pitching the idea to her director, then sending a text to Jenna, asking for her to join in, saying yes a few hours later after she replied.

It would all take a single day, Jenna having a small window of free time between projects to come over and join them, the two embracing each other in a hug that morning, the first time either one had seen the other in a long time. Leading her over to a trailer for privacy, as Sabrina ran through the script with Jenna an hour before the day of shooting began. Jenna was clearly happy to do this on what she could consider a rare day off, but for Sabrina, knowing she would do the same, she had not hesitated to say yes. Running over their scenes while catching up, and Jenna had caught her eye on one obvious one that puzzled her.

“We making out?” Jenna stopped her in her tracks, Sabrina almost spitting her coffee.

“I mean….that’s the song.” Sabrina told her, “You’ll just have to taste me when I’m kissing you.”

“Okay….cool…” Jenna looked at her and back at the script. “But you said I was perfect for the role.”

“You are,” Sabrina defended herself.

“So you thought I’d be perfect to kiss…”

“....I mean.” Sabrina looked around. “Kinda,”

“You cheeky slut!” Jenna joked, smacking the script against Sabrina’s shoulder, the blonde singer not helping herself but laugh.

“Hey you’re more than just a girl to kiss,” Sabrina told her.

“But you still preferred me.” Jenna asked.

“Why not?” Sabrina looked at her. “Better kiss someone you know than just a stranger, right?”

“Sure, but we’ve never kissed.” Said Jenna.

“But we’re no strangers to kissing girls.” Sabrina leaned in and teased her.

Neither girl would really kiss and tell, but both actresses had their own fair share of interactions with women in a sexual manner. Jenna had kissed girls on camera before, and shared her bed many a time with the ladies, thinking she might be more gay than straight. Sabrina, on the other hand, while less adventurous with women, did spread her legs for a few special girls in her life, Jenna teasing Sabrina in the past that if Joey King had never gotten married to her husband, the two best friends would tie the knot instead. But neither girl, despite sleeping around, had never in turn slept with each other.

“Is this all an excuse to get in my pants?” Jenna leaned in to match Sabrina.

“Like I would tell you,” Sabrina winked. Both girls looking into the other’s eyes, lips but a few inches away.

“I think…” Jenna spoke softly, Sabrina feeling her breath brush along her chin. “We should rehearse this scene.”

“I agree…” Sabrina nodded, closing her eyes. The last few inches broke between them, Jenna accepting the invite from Sabrina and pert her lips together, the two of them kissing for the first time.

The moment felt like an eternity, faint sparks flying but could just be them being caught up in it happening. Sabrina had been thinking about this kiss scene for weeks now, her lips making her heart flutter in joy. Jenna was simply happy to kiss Sabrina, keeping them close and letting a hand run up Sabrina’s leg, softly making out for as long as she could with her….

*KNOCK KNOCK*

The two girls jumped back and caught their breath.

“Make up needs you in 5 ladies.” Said an aide waiting outside for them.

“We’ll be right out!” Sabrina shouted, flustered, being almost caught like that. Picking herself off the couch they sat on, adjusting herself while Jenna licked her lips, Sabrina’s taste lingering there, the lines in the song hitting her like a brick.

“Hey,” Jenna got Sabrina’s attention. “I don’t suppose after today, we think about picking up where we left off?”

“What and make out some more?” Sabrina asked.

“Why not?” Jenna shrugged. “You clearly liked it.”

“Nah, I was just practicing for later.” Sabrina went for the door.

“I could always improvise some tongue during the shoot.” Jenna leaned back in her seat. “Or we say fuck it and make it a porno.”

“Shut up.” Sabrina closed the door behind her, Jenna smirking knowing she got into her head.

The shoot went smoothly, they had some laughs, enjoyed some practical effects, both ladies finding it a little silly seeing each other covered in fake blood. By midday, they reached the one scene they both were excited for; their on-screen kiss, intentionally making them do a few takes just to get it right. No tongue was involved, but their lips tangoed and locked together, only stopping when the director said cut. The tension between them could cut through butter. Yet they only left it at a kiss. Nothing more. Nothing less. By the end of filming, people were tired, the sun had set hours ago, Sabrina was still ready to go, but before she could consider what Jenna was planning on that morning, she was already being shuttled into a car to head back, needing to begin filming in another project shortly.

All of that was nearly 10 months ago, and they never did get back to what they started on set. Oh they still texted, sharing updates here and there whenever NDA’s never got in the way. But their lives never seemed to let them cross paths again, Jenna moving around filming more and more projects, and Sabrina’s music career hitting the biggest high of her life. But still they kept in touch, while both yearned for the other’s touch as well. Jenna becoming more flirtatious with Sabrina since their kiss, sending several texts between them letting Sabrina know she was thinking of her. Sabrina glossing through dozens of messages over and over by others and catching herself off guard when Jenna’s name pops up with a text saying how she wants to be between her legs. Jenna even confessed to getting off on their kiss once the music video came out.

Their not so subtle lust for each other simmered down over time, after all, they both had careers to focus on, and it was never like they would date for real, no this was just fun with the hint of wanting to fuck the other at least once. Still never getting the chance to….until now.

The Gala would be in full swing, both of them telling the other that they were on the guest list. Sabrina and Jenna in their respective hotel rooms, a full make up and wardrobe team coming in to prep them for the night, helping them into their respective clothes for the night, Sabrina looking down at her phone one last time before it get’s tucked away till later by her assistant for the night, not a single message from Jenna all day, assuming she was just busy but knew how much free time she had that day so was uncertain why Jenna would not have the same. But was distracted by her outfit prep, the piece was a chocolate brown business suit, the lower half cut like it was unitard from the waist down, with a pair of tails flowing behind her covering up her ass. A matching colored outer jacket with long sleeves and a white open collar wrapping around the swimsuit-like outfit, the main note the designers had was giving her no pants, her bare legs on full display. Sabrina even taking an extra step and after a quick shave down there, wore no panties underneath, nipple pasties discarded for a full natural appearance. The jacket fastened together tightly to show her hourglass figure, and with her platinum blonde hair flowing down behind her back, and high heels on her feet, Sabrina Carpenter was red carpet ready.

It would only be a 10-minute drive to the Gala, several dozen photographers from professional outlets to paparazzi swarming the place behind barriers with staff assisting anyone who needed it. One by one, the guests took to the carpet, hundreds of photos taken in a matter of seconds with each step they take, from Walton Goggins to Sydney Sweeney, even knowing a fraction of these people was something Sabrina had no idea she could achieve, attending her third Gala, herself, now with a much higher influence to her name. Quickly being blinded by the flashing of cameras as soon as she stepped out of the car, propping her feet down and letting two people helping her carry the tails behind, stretching out for several feet behind her.

It was a feeling she learned to get used to over the years, the eyes of everyone just staring at her, watching, admiring, judging. She had sold out Madison Square Garden just last year, 20,000 fans all crammed into one arena, cheering her name. Yet this felt different, the Gala was more than just an art show, but a symbol of fashion. It’s why there was so much time into crafting her outfit for a single night, to impress those who would watch from afar, some would call it art in itself, others could call it distasteful for being former Disney like many critics before, others might just meme it to hell calling her the Brown M&M. whatever the case, her eyes wandered, smiling and waving, looking for anyone she knew, at the very least looking for Jenna.

“There you are ya shortie,”

A familiar taunting voice came from behind, Sabrina turning and seeing Joey King, her closest friend, and previous lover, before the fellow 25-year-old tied the knot with her husband.

“What’s with the mirror show?” Sabrina replied, looking over Joey’s outfit, the actress wearing a set of green pants and a blazer, dotted with little mirrors with tassels all over. A black and white checkered button-up shirt and a colorful dark red and gold neck tie.

“They call it fashion.” Joey gave a little spin.

“One that looks back at you,” Sabrina teased her back, looking down at her reflection between a dozen tiny mirrors.

“Hey we’re all expressing different fashion statements today,” Joey tucked her hands in the pockets of her pants and looking around. “She certainly is making one.”

Sabrina turned around, looking to where Joey was pointing at, and farther down the carpet, back where she started, she saw her; Jenna, standing there letting the photographers take every angle they could of her. Jenna Ortega took small steps in her custom-fitted dress, leaving many speechless or with several questions. Her body covered in a dress made of metal rulers which were cut and bent to be molded around her body, her shoulders exposed, arms gracefully along her side,s running her fingers along the cold metal of the dress, with a thin skin tone fabric underneath to prevent the metal from cutting into her skin. Looking around the carpet to see who else was there, her black hair down just like Sabrina's, looking over at the stairs, praying they made it flexible enough to step up without needing someone to help lift her up. The blonde singer watched in awe, watching Jenna slowly walk up the steps, her heart skipping a beat that time only felt like it moved with each flash of the cameras around her. No doubt, capturing her gaze for Jenna.

“Someone’s in love.” Joey snapped her out of it.

“Shut up.” Sabrina smacked Joey’s arm, feeling the mirrors blush along her hand.

“Sabrina?”

She turned and looked back, Jenna finally joining them, the two sharing a smile with each other while Joey raised her hands and backed away, not used to seeing Sabrina so in awe at another girl.

“Hey,” Sabrina gave a genuine smile towards her. “You look….ravishing.”

“Gives off sexy teacher at the prom vibes, does it not?” Jenna giggled, looking at herself. “It’s supposed to pay respect to all the people who designed the very clothes this theme is based on.”

“I like it,” Sabrina observed every detail. “It suits you.”

“Literally, it’s built around my exact figure.” Jenna saw an aide gesture towards the main entrance, and Sabrina followed her gaze and started to walk inside.

“I feel like I’m going to a black tie version of one of my shows.” Sabrina looked at herself, then down at Jenna, the heels adding an extra inch or so, making the singer taller than normal.

“That includes the two behind you?” Jenna looked at the couple holding the tails to Sabrina’s outfit.

“Oh, don’t worry, they come off separately, won’t be tripped up inside.”

“Anything else getting taken off tonight?” Asked Jenna.

“Perhaps…” Sabrina winked, leaning in briefly. “You still owe me that follow-up.”

Jenna smirked, pulling back and taking a peak at Sabrina’s ass which poked out from under the fabric. Happy the singer still had her on her mind. Dinner was served not 30 minutes later, the art showcase opened and everyone filled inside. Sabrina had her tail tucked away by staff, sitting several tables away from Jenna and only able to look from afar. Jenna found herself struggling to sit a little, but pushed through the short meal to allow herself to walk freely around the building. Sabrina mingled with a few people over the night, pushing herself past some in order to run up to Jenna, almost catching her off guard.

“Fancy a drink?” Sabrina asked.

“You even think about offering an espresso martini I’d smack ya.” Jenna teased.

“God it has made ordering coffee harder still.” Sabrina sighed. “Even if I’ve never been to the shop they recognize me and ask if i want my usual espresso.”

“Least you never get asked to do dance like a monkey because they loved that one scene in Wednesday.” Jenna felt her pain.

“How’s Emma by the way?” Asked Sabrina.

“Still wanting to meet you.” Jenna replied.

“We can probably set something up.” Sabrina checked her surroundings.

“Not like a photo up,” Jenna commented, before Sabrina leaned back in again.

“We waiting for something?” she asked in a hushed tone.

Jenna taking a beat to realize what she wanted. “Here?”

“No not here,” Sabrina pointed to the ground they stood on. “But now yeah.”

“Huh,” Jenna looked at her. “I kissed you so good last year you’ve been wanting to jump me the moment you saw me.”

“No comment.” Sabrina blushed.

“So…where exactly?” Jenna looked around the room. Sabrina sharing her concern since anyone catches on and it could be a scandal.

“You know…” Sabrina commented. “I’ve been here three times now and not once, have I ever been able to check out the bathroom.”

Their eyes met again, knowing where this could go, silently agreeing with a smile and a hint of butterflies in their stomachs. Months of flirting over text, teasing their bodies in every which way without photos, and now all Jenna can focus on was the clacking of their heels along tile floors, and the echo of metal doors swinging open and closing with Sabrina checking each stall, both to say she got the full experience checking out the Met’s bathrooms, and to ensure they were alone. Jenna looked at the mirror, tilting her head left and right to check her makeup was just right.

“Might want to check after we’re done.” Sabrina grabbed Jenna’s wrist, pulling her into the larger stall in the bathroom.

The door reached from top to bottom, cutting off the view from the rest of the bathroom.  Both of them Jenna being pulled into a kiss by the blonde, the two sharing their lips with each other for the first time in nearly a year. Sabrina, tasting of cherries and all things sweet, Jenna’s lipstick having a dark, almost chocolate-like texture to it. The metal pressing against her skin as she’s backed up against the door. Hands exploring each other’s body, Jenna having little to cover with Sabrina having no pants, reaching below and cupping one of her ass cheeks. Sabrina feeling the cold metal along her fingertips, squeezing between the metal of the door and the metal of her dress, pulling her back a bit to avoid scratching. Their lips fighting for dominance, Sabrina feeling pushed back, watching her step to not trip and fall onto the toilet seat.

“Maybe I should get more comfortable.” Jenna suggested.

“Where can you undress?” Asked Sabrina.

“Here silly.” Jenna gave a little peck on the cheek letting go of Sabrina and showing off some metal hooks with hangers. “They put those in for those who need them, including dresses like ours.”

“Huh,” Sabrina looked at them, Jenna standing beside one and looking at Sabrina’s dumbfounded look. “Like I said, never been in here before.”

“Clearly.” She teased. Bringing her left hand under her right armpit.

Sabrina saw how the dress was put together, metal buttons connected along the sides of her torso, hidden in a way that only if Jenna raised her arms up fully would they be noticeable to all. Unbuttoning each one, and switching over to the other side.  Sabrina came over, helping the girl take off her dress, the front and back coming off like armor. It peeled off with ease, displaying what little clothes she had underneath, Jenna flaunting off with nothing but a pair of black lace panties and skin tone pasties covering each nipple. Sabrina looking over her, admiring Jenna’s bare body, noticing a small navel piercing down below, Jenna giggling, few people seeing that before.

“I like to have it on a few times in the year, mostly when I know no one is looking.”

“Think anyone will look at your nips?” Sabrina referred to her pasties, Jenna hanging the garments on the wall, giving Sabrina a good look at her ass.

“Only if no one takes a pic before my outfit change later.” Jenna replied. “Let’s get you naked.”

Few words were needed, Sabrina spinning around and letting Jenna unzip her. The girl’s heels clacking along the floor, not wanting to quite take her shoes off and be barefoot in a bathroom stall regardless of where they were. The zipper going just below the collar she had tucked in all the way down a half inch above her ass, hidden behind the overjacket she wore and hung up already. The cold air brushing along her back as it was exposed, Sabrina felt vulnerable, yet safe in front of Jenna. The dark haired beauty smiling, Sabrina slipping the sides off her shoulders, a careful shimmy of her hips with Jenna guiding the one piece garment down her legs, a face full of pale white ass in Jenna’s view. They took careful steps, literally, avoiding the heels from snagging on the outfit. The woman ignoring pasties unlike Jenna, now standing naked aside her heels and jewelry.

“Wow…” Jenna stood there stunned. Sabrina turning around and facing Jenna, showing off her pert breasts and shaven pussy, the hourglass figure she held making her seem like an angel who lost her wings.

“Let’s even it out.” Sabrina stepped closer.

Jenna struggling to put the outfit on a hanger while Sabrina toyed with her breasts, pulling at the pasties like ripping band-aids off her nipples. The rip and sting lasting but a moment for Jenna, but a lifetime for Sabrina, looking at Jenna’s darker areolas with brown nipples, which quickly got stiff when no longer covered. Sabrina tossing the sticky material into the toilet, Jenna being able to pull her panties down, revealing a small landing strip of pubic hair above her pussy, a sight Sabrina pounced on.

“God I wanted to take you in the shower while on set.” Sabrina looked over every inch of Jenna she could.

Jenna skipped over herself and pinned Sabrina against the bathroom wall, her back pressed against the cold tiles. “Shut up and make up for lost time.”

Eyes level with each other, Sabrina’s breath getting shorter, Jenna leaning in and kissing her hard. Pent-up sexual urges after months of teasing. Both women running their hands along the other’s body, caressing backs and squeezing butts, Sabrina with less experience with women, fumbling a little bit but Jenna didn’t mind. The Latina actress leaving a trail of lipstick with each kiss she took going down Sabrina’s neck to her chest, taking one of the blonde girl’s nipples into her mouth, teasing her. Hearing the faint moans of Sabrina indicating she was enjoying it. And her fingers not wasting anytime, running down her stomach, and reaching Sabrina’s honeypot.

The cold tiles soothed her, pussy radiating with heat, and Jenna’s fingers quickly being inserted inside, and Sabrina only focusing on the digits that wiggled their way deep inside her. Sabrina letting Jenna do whatever she pleased, the girl switching over to the other nipple. Sucking on her petite tits. Her moans creating an echo throughout the stall, only turning them both on some more, Jenna rubbing her thumb along Sabrina’s clit, two fingers inside her pussy. Repeated motions and added stimulation made Sabrina quick to orgasm, letting out a louder moan which bounded along tiles and metal, becoming drowned out by the Gala, not a soul knowing what they were doing.

Jenna was pleased that Sabrina was so horny she only needed a little fingering to cum, pulling herself up to kiss Sabrina again. The blonde using her friend for support, feeling a little weak in the legs. Sabrina taking a separate approach, kissing along Jenna’s neck, nibbling on it, her face partly covered in the black hair that rested on her shoulders, but Sabrina persisted. Her hand toying with Jenna’s breast, pinching her nipple and tugging on it, Jenna enjoying the light pain, teasing Sabrina about it over text. The other hand matching what Jenna did, inserting two fingers into her pussy. Sabrina still pinned to the wall, only now it was Jenna’s turn to feel weak in the knees, breathing on her neck, feeling Jenna melt in her arms. Both girls tending to the other, Jenna bringing her hands down to kneed Sabrina’s ass cheeks, encouraging her on to keep fingering her. While Sabrina moaned at the treatment her ass was getting.

“Fuck….” Sabrina felt flusterd.

“Call it a thanks for this,” Jenna gyrated her hips, helping Sabrina finger her more.

“Least let me make you cum first.”  Sabrina curled her fingers.

A soft pitched gasp left Jenna’s lips, eyes growing wide and mouth hanging open, Sabrina using a technique Jenna had told her before was the best way to get her off. Easily finding her G-spot. Jenna pulling Sabrina into a hug, letting her one night stand finger blast her away for a good bit, breasts pressed together, nipples rubbing along each other. Jenna softly biting down on Sabrina’s shoulder, trying not to just scream in bliss, cheeks flush red from how good Sabrina was treating her, the singer loving how she made the strong, teasing actress into a whimpering mess with only two fingers. Her bite got stronger, not enough to draw blood, but Sabrina will be glad her jacket covers her shoulders later. As Jenna held on and came along Sabrina’s fingers, her pussy clenching down holding them in place, her ass shaking a little with her body rocking from her orgasm. Lifting the back of her heels up even just a little bit, leaning into the climax.

Jenna’s body shaked, eyes fluttering up, and she let go of Sabrina to catch her breath, staggering back and squatting down, Sabrina smirking at how Jenna grew so weak when given an orgasm. Ortega hugging her legs while still a few inches above the floor thanks to her heels, while Carpenter stepped closer.

“You good girl?” Sabrina looked down at her lover. “Can I get you anything?”

Jenna tilted her head up, squatting in the middle of the bathroom stall, she looked at Sabrina, who’s smile only made her glow, and she shifted her head closer, Sabrina’s vagina right in front of her.

“I want a proper taste.” Jenna flicked her tongue out.

Sabrina understood, getting a little closer, and Jenna made her first lick along the flesh.

“Oooohhh.” Sabrina cooed.

Jenna knew exactly what to do, licking along with great care, Sabrina holding Jenna’s head close to her crotch, not caring that Jenna did no foreplay, just hungry for cunt. Jenna delving her tongue deeper, trying her best to get as much as she could inside, the nectar from Sabrina’s lips driving her crazy. Hands reaching around to use Sabrina’s nice ass to support herself. The singer not complaining.

*SLAM*

The girls froze in place, eyes going wide, Sabrina pushing Jenna’s head tightly against her hips. They listened to the clacking of heels outside enter a nearby stall. Uncertain of which one, just that she entered one. Sabrina looked down at Jenna, who looked up with a mouth full of pussy. Sabrina started to pull Jenna’s head away but the actress stopped her. Holding herself tight using the white girl’s ass, shaking her head no, ‘let her finish’. Sabrina mouthed no in protest, the girls hearing the unexpected guest peeing, neither girl was certain how long they would be there, but Jenna didn’t care, she too, had waited long enough for tonight.

Jenna wiggled her tongue, Sabrina covering her mouth to not let out a moan. Surprised that Jenna would keep going, her protests to stop for the sake of the woman reliving herself going unnoticed and washing away with Jenna finding the sweet spot. Sabrina shaking in her heels, thankful Jenna was holding her up slightly. Sabrina bracing her hands on Jenna’s head. The peeing continued, and so did the girls, Jenna wondering how far she can go, while Sabrina bit her tongue, her face contorting in different ways trying not to give away what they’re doing. Jenna smirking best she could while eating her out still, Sabrina’s face looking adorable when resisting the urge to moan like a slut.

The peeing stopped, a few dribbles left, and Sabrina could feel her climax rising. Jenna could tell she was close, never stopping, Sabrina trying to beg her to stop, but couldn’t speak if she wanted to hide them from the woman. Alas, the woman who tended to her bladder heard nothing, carefully putting her dress back on while Sabrina struggled to hold her composure, Jenna’s licks getting meticulous, holding her on the brink of climax, waiting for the right moment, getting her cue as their guest flushed the toilet.

Sabrina heard the rushing water swirl and be dumped into the pipes, Jenna taking it the last bit to make her cum. Sabrina unable to hold back, letting out a cry of bliss from her orgasm rocking her body, the flushing water muting the noise. The woman left the stall, Sabrina covering her mouth and stifling her moans while Jenna drank it all up, twitching her tongue to make Sabrina’s orgasm last longer. Hearing the sink run and hands being washed, Sabrina felt her orgasm die down finally, the woman drying her hands on a towel by the sinks, and the clacking sound of heels grew quiet as she left. Neither girl leaving their place until the door stopped.

“Fuck you.” Sabrina sighed, finally able to pull away Jenna’s head.

“We can do that next.” Jenna laughed, licking her lips, savoring Sabrina’s taste.

“That was too close.” She walked around with her hands on her hips, catching her breath.

“Yet you had a great orgasm, didn’t you?” Asked Jenna.

Sabrina standing there speechless, reaching down and touching herself, feeling how wet she still was. “....yeah, it was a good orgasm.” She admitted.

“Good,” Jenna smiled. “Time to return the favor.”

Jenna made her way to the wall, taking her turn to lean against it. Sabrina dropping to squat in front of her, bringing her head close to her well groomed pussy. Jenna propping her leg up, draping it over Sabrina’s shoulder, the girl feeling the back of her heel nudge her body closer, Sabrina starting with a long lick along her outer areas.

“God.” Jenna groped her tits. “What took us so long to do this?”

“Work?” Sabrina answered literally, her tongue flicking along her friend’s cunt.

“Could’ve said the word and I’d drop everything to spread my legs for ya.” Jenna teased.

“I’ll keep it in mind, maybe next time we’ll have a bed.” Sabrina laughed.

“Please we’d never make it out of the ca-Oh Fuck!!” Jenna slammed her palms along the wall.

While the girls bantered, Sabrina had slipped a couple fingers up Jenna’s anus, no warning or lube, but a quick insertion with the fluids that were already on her hand. Jenna was no stranger to anal, but the surprise still got to her, Sabrina smiling at her reaction to it while going back to keep licking her pussy. No worries of anyone coming in just yet, they kept at it, Sabrina finding Jenna to taste incredible, keeping her fingers pumping in and out of Jenna’s anus, while she started making letters with her tongue. Finding Jenna get louder when she spelt the letter H.

Her left foot planted on the floor, her heel struggling to keep a steady grip, using Sabrina for support with he other leg. Sabrina holding onto the leg on her shoulder with her free hand. As Jenna felt her chest rise and fall, words unable to describe how Sabrina was exceeding her expectations. Sabrina finding herself compelled to give this woman the best orgasm she’d have in months. Recalling the night shooting ended and masturbating to this very act she was finally performing. And Jenna could feel a rush along her body. The fingers in her ass matching the same pace Sabrina’s tongue was going in and out of her vagina, a strange sense of double penetration that she could only describe as…..orgasmic.

“I’m gonna…” Jenna struggled to speak.

“MMMHHMMM…” Sabrina nodded, her comment vibrating along Jenna’s genitals.

The moan bursted out, sounding like an elongated “O”. Jenna struggling to stand if not for Sabrina under her holding the woman up. Knee giving out slightly. The two holding their place for as long as they could, Jenna cumming hard on Sabrina’s face. The singer drinking it up. Jenna slumping down a little, her back still pressed against the wall, and her ass rubbing against tiles. Sabrina pushed Jenna’s leg off, letting her stand on her own, kissing her way up her stomach, along a tit, and back to Jenna’s lips, letting her taste herself.

Their kiss lingering longer, less aggressive, happy to be in the other’s company. Breaking apart, Jenna brushing the hair off Sabrina’s face, looking into her eyes. Both girls content with what just happened, holding the other close, letting the moment pass while they collect themselves.

“How long are you in town?” Sabrina asked.

“Least a couple days.” Jenna confessed.

“Need a bed for those nights?” Sabrina offered.

“Mean a room?” Asked Jenna.

“Well the bed is in my room so sure.” Sabrina told her.

“Heh,” Jenna laughed. “Perhaps after the after party I’ll need that offer with how drunk I might get.”

“You and me sister.” Sabrina kissed her, before reaching for her clothes.

“Not sure sister is the right word right now.” Jenna teased.

Sabrina smiled, still looking at Jenna’s naked body, needing to see more soon. The two working to dress the other, working to present themselves. Jenna touching up her lipstick, and Sabrina rubbing her shoulder, looking at the small hickey Jenna left her, tossing the jacket on top. Suit put together and metal dress reattached, Jenna felt her chest and thought something was off.

“Shit the pasties.” Jenna looked over to the toilet.

Sabrina leaned over and saw them still floating in the water, shrugging and giving it a quick flush. “Least they’re a dime a dozen.”

“In this economy?” Jenna joked.

“Oh we ain’t talking politics right after fucking girl.” Sabrina laughed, opening the door as the toilet sent the pasties down the drain.

Jenna following right after her, Sabrina closing the metal stall door while Jenna stood in place. Sabrina at first thinking something was off on the metal dress, falling apart on her. But she followed Jenna’s gaze and knew what she was standing for. Near the edge of the bathroom by the doors, Joey was standing there speechless watching as the two women left the stall. Both women wondering how loud they were, and how long Joey was there, was she the woman that came in to pee before? Or just came in more recently?

“I-I Uh”
“W-we were…”
“This is ju-”
“Did y-you?”

“Fucking Wild.” Joey interrupted the two of them, stuttering away.

“H-how long have yo-” Sabrina tried to ask.

About since the last orgasm.” Joey looked at them. Jenna blushing knowing Joey heard her cum.

“I should.” Jenna pointed towards the door.

“Yeah go.” Sabrina agreed.

“I’ll catch you later.” Jenna scurried away, pausing next to Joey and looking at her worried if she would say anything.

“Hey I don’t blame you.” Joey told her, her hands in her pockets.

Jenna sighed in slight relief, heading out of the bathroom.

“You cheeky slut.” Joey looked at Sabrina.

“What?” Sabrina looked back at her, starting to walk over to the sink. “Like we haven’t hooked up in a bathroom before.

“Girl it was my bathroom.” Joey joined her at the sink. “You see her one night and can’t keep your hands off her?”

“What’s the matter Joey, Jealous I got laid without you?” Sabrina washed her hands while teasing her best friend.

Joey could only stand there, nothing she could say to deny how they haven’t hooked up since she got married. Sabrina drying her hands and touching up her make up while her friend looked down.

“Your ass is showing.” Joey told her.

Sabrina looked behind her, seeing the bottom of her one piece still to one side, leaving her ass exposed. Feeling flustered, not that her ass was out in front of Joey, but that she would have gone out and shown more ass than intended. Tugging at her outfit to get it in place.

“Need a better view?” She asked Joey.

“Just don’t go fucking in the car at least.” Joey joked, heading into a stall.

Sabrina sighing, checking herself one last time before joining the party again. The Gala going smoothly, her eyes wandering to see if anyone noticed her absence. Only to catch Jenna in the distance chatting it up, laughing at a joke, and butterflies filled Sabrina’s stomach. Jenna turned in Sabrina’s direction and their eyes met across the room, Jenna giving her a little wave, before returning to her conversation. And Sabrina knew right there…..they were fucking again later tonight.