Party Girls Ch. 02

The day doesn't end with a failed shopping trip attempt, as they still very much need new clothes for the upcoming party. They decide, at the very least, to put the clothing haul on hold and spend the day at the mall normally.

They're sitting at a frozen yogurt spot now, enjoying their slightly lower calorie treats as they people watch. The mall is steadily filling up, considering it's mid-afternoon now. They're seated right at the threshold of the store so that they can enjoy the chatty ambiance from the indoor mall as well as the shop's selection of noisy pop music from a decade ago.

Lexi swirls her hot pink spoon absentmindedly, poking her treat as it begins to melt under the bright fluorescent lighting of the parlor. Jenny clicks her tongue, as she gives her friend a pointed look, silently reminding her; You wanted to come here.

Lexi sighs loudly, a bid for Jenny's attention, assumedly, and Jenny capitulates. "I told you not to get bubblegum ice cream. This is what you get for not taking my advice."

"I know," Lexi bemoans loudly, not caring if the innocent store clerk overhears her complaints. "But it's just so weird!"

Jenny stiffens and sniffs. "It cannot possibly be that strange."

Lexi looks up at Jenny, her pout slowly morphing into something more devious, and Jenny bites her tongue, immediately regretting bringing up the subject at all. "You wanna try it?"

Well, no, she doesn't. She eyes the pink slop wearily, eyes narrowing as she realizes it looks suspiciously like Pepto Bismol.

"You totally do!" Lexi claps her hands, elated by her discovery. It's true that Jenny is indeed only in a morbid sense. She knows better than to get gum-flavored ice cream.

Lexi holds her spoon out for Jenny to taste. "Say ah~" she sings. Jenny figures that there's no way out of this, so she begrudgingly obliges her friend. She scoots up to the table and leans across to take a bite, practically choking when the sickly sweet stuff hits her lips.

Jenny splutters, sitting back as soon as she's swallowed the pink goop down. "That's revolting." She pants, deeply disturbed by the discovery that bubblegum ice cream does not taste like bubblegum.

"I knew it!" Lexi cries, slapping her knee as she doubles over and laughs heartily. Jenny glowers, not finding it anywhere near as funny as she's making it out to be.

Lexi sniffs as she calms herself, uncaring as nosy mall walkers give them odd looks. "Can I try yours now?"

"That would hardly be a fair trade," Jenny whines, but is already extending her spoon the moment the words are out of her lips. She enjoys their back-and-forth banter, but she's not an unfair friend in the slightest, even though even pink monstrosity for her cookie dough is most definitely a bad deal.

Lexi beams and leans over, swiping her tongue along the bright blue spoon slowly. She hums to herself as she scrutinizes the sweet concoction needlessly. Much more carefully than it ought to be savored.

Jenny blanches as Lexi continues to lick the spoon, an evil glint in her eye, despite her somewhat innocent-looking appearance. Batting her lashes yet staring deep into Jenny's soul.

"What are you doing?" Jenny asks, jaw threatening to drop as Lexi leans further over the table, allowing her cleavage to spill from her too-tight top.

She squeezes her boobs together purposefully as she thinks. "Hm, it's interesting. But I need another taste."

"For what purpose?" Jenny demands. But in truth, she's hypnotized by Lexi's antics. Trying and failing to not look at her cleavage.

Lexi licks the spoon and then takes a dollop of the frozen yogurt into her mouth. Humming positively in a way that sounds akin to a moan. "It is really good." She sighs as she continuously takes dangerous licks from the spoon.

"Can you stop being weird?" Jenny demands, and Lexi simply giggles and shakes her head.

She goes in for another lick, but accidentally knocks the spoon out of Jenny's grasp. A huge splash of cookie dough frozen yogurt lands squarely on her tits, and Jenny's eyes go wide.

"I'm sorry-" she begins, scrambling for a napkin.

"Don't be," Lexi shrugs, standing up to excuse herself. "But if you really are, you can help me clean up."

Jenny furrows her eyebrows, not understanding Lexi's meaning, seeing as she was trying to do that in the first place. She skips to the back of the store where the restrooms are located, and Jenny clambers out of her seat and trots along after the girl.

Lexi locks the door behind them, since it's a single-person restroom. She goes to the sink, but instead of turning it on like Jenny assumed she would, she turns and pulls Jenny close.

Jenny squeaks out in shock, and Lexi leans in to whisper into her ear, so low that anyone standing outside can't overhear her. "Why don't you help me by licking it clean?"

Jenny blanches as her mouth pops open. "You can't be serious?"

Lexi grins devilishly, eyes lidded with lust as she appraises Jenny's every expression, obviously satisfied in the fact that she's managed to catch Jenny off guard once again.

"You made this mess," Lexi winks. "It's the least you can do."

Jenny sighs and shakes her head. Nothing can ever be peaceful when Lexi's around, and she should have expected something devious being plotted when she suddenly wanted a bite of her yogurt. At the very least, this is something she can do quickly. With no witnesses, it'll make it harder for Lexi to tease her about it in the future.

"Alright, come here," Jenny says, eyes casting downwards as her cheeks begin to flush in embarrassment. They need to be done with this quickly, before the store clerk grows suspicious of them being in the bathroom for too long.

Jenny leans down and gives Lexi's exposed cleavage a tentative lick, seeing if she can truly taste the spilled sweet. And sure enough, she can. She perks up once she tastes it, feeling a bit better about the entire situation. She kicks herself eternally, feeling like Lexi is training her like one might a dog. And in some ways, this is true, seeing as she practically has Jenny wrapped around her finger, all in the name of being a good friend.

It's not coercion, not in the truest sense. But sometimes Jenny likes to tell herself it is, seeing as it's easier to lie about her body's reactions to stimuli than to admit the truth that her best friend easily riles her up sexually. She'd rather die than admit to something so embarrassing, and she's sure that Lexi knows this.

She swipes her tongue along Lexi's boobs more assuredly now, flattening it out to get the leftovers in one fell swoop. Lexi sighs contentedly, nipples beginning to stand at attention from the added stimulation. She pats Jenny's head, caressing her silky, dark hair, and it harkens back to the dog allegory from earlier, much to Jenny's dismay.

"You're so good at that," Lexi moans lightly, "Don't act like you don't like it."

Jenny practically whimpers when Lexi leans down and squeezes her ass, but manages to hold herself together. She can't fall apart here; she can't have a repeat of the incident at the clothing store from earlier in the day.

Jenny finishes her duties and then slaps a paper towel into Lexi's hand. "I assume that will suffice?" She sets her jaw and squares her shoulders, anticipating pushback, but only blinks slowly in surprise when Lexi seems satisfied.

"Yes, it's all good now!" She chirps. "You can go back to the table if you want."

Jenny gives Lexi a thumbs up before spinning around and making her way back to their seats. It all went a lot easier than she expected, but she won't hold her breath that such a miracle will last long. If there's anything Lexi enjoys doing, it's teasing Jenny relentlessly.

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They finish their mall outing by going to see a movie. It's an older screening; nothing that Jenny finds particularly interesting, but Lexi seemed excited to see it, and Jenny is loath to say no to her friend. Besides, she doesn't truly have a stake in it. The movie doesn't look completely awful, and she has time to kill.

They take their seats just in the nick of time, luckily bypassing most of the pesky credits. Lexi holds a large popcorn in her hands, offering some to Jenny, who happily obliges. It's always cheaper to share, and lord knows that neither of them can eat the entire thing on their own.

Jenny sips her soda in between mouthfuls of popcorn, lazily enjoying the movie. She's only half paying attention to what's happening on screen; the other part of her is idly thinking about the upcoming week, including the chores she needs to do and the events on her calendar. She's so distracted that she hardly notices when Lexi begins to squirm in her chair obnoxiously.

"What's wrong?" Jenny leans over to whisper into Lexi's ear, curious about what ants are in her pants. The movie theater is mostly empty, save for a handful of people closer to the front, but it still feels courteous to remain quiet.

Jenny frowns and looks down at the popcorn, and then her eyes go wide as she realizes what's got Lexi out of sorts.

She's sporting a raging hard-on. It stands at attention, uncontained by her flimsy skirt. Jenny gasps as she swivels around, wildly checking to make sure that nobody is within their area.

She leans back and breathes a sigh of relief once she's certain that there are no innocent bystanders behind them. It makes what she's about to do an easier pill to swallow.

She would love to get on her knees and truly make Lexi squirm in the dark of the theater, but she can't do that without drawing too much attention to them, so she allows her revenge to be half-baked. It's payback for earlier, when Lexi turned her into a weeping mess in the public changing room.

Jenny holds a finger to her hand, demanding Lexi's silence as her other hand wanders over towards her lower extremities. She fumbles with the girl's skirt, letting her hand go down her waistband to avoid exposing her entirely.

Lexi huffs out a surprised breath, but doesn't flinch or reject Jenny's advances. If anything, Jenny can practically feel relief radiating from Lexi wordlessly. Jenny isn't quite sure why or how it happened, but it's a good thing that they can quietly deal with it.

Jenny fumbles with the tip, cursing her lack of sight before finally getting a steady grip on Lexi's dick. She coats her hand with some precome and slowly brings it down, trying to utilize what little fluid they have available.

After a slow drag of her hand, she brings it out and quietly spits in it before shoving it back down Lexi's skirt. Lexi breathes out a low sigh of appreciation, and Jenny's able to make her movements more fluid.

She languidly strokes Lexi's cock, not in a particular hurry to get the girl off. She enjoys the pleased sighs that quietly escape her friend's lips. Her cock thrums beneath her hold, twitching in excitement on occasion. Jenny smiles to herself, delighted with how easily she's able to get her friend riled up in turn. It's not a one-way street that they're walking.

Jenny utilizes her wrist to flick her hand up and down the length of Lexi's shaft, not wanting any sudden movements of her arm to be too obvious in the dark theater. It seems to do the trick, as from an outsider's perspective, she's sure that nothing can be seen under the cover of Lexi's skirt.

Jenny licks her lips as she picks up the pace, palming Jenny's head for good measure before letting her grip fall all the way to the base and then back up again. She has to assume that she's doing a good job, if Lexi's sighs and squirming is anything to go by.

Lexi leans over to whisper in Jenny's ear. "You're pretty good at that." She muses. "Do you jerk all your friends off, or just me?"

Her lips quirk up, and Jenny frowns. They really shouldn't be talking. "Shut up." Is all she says back, but of course, Lexi isn't content with that answer.

"So you're only a slut for me then?"

"I am not a slut!" Jenny says under her breath, growing hot at the accusation, both in the literal sense and the figurative one.

Lexi giggles and then winces once Jenny decides to punish the girl. She uses her forearm to quickly jack Lexi off, no longer caring who sees. And perhaps that was Lexi's goal all along, but she's too tunnel-visioned to care.

Lexi pulls Jenny in for a deep kiss as her cock spasms and comes under Jenny's hold. Jenny feels like she's soaring, finally triumphant in scoring a point over her friend. Lexi moans into Jenny's mouth, volume only softened by their clashing tongues.

They break once Lexi is sufficiently drained, and she slumps back into her seat, grinning at Jenny. "Didn't know you loved my cock that much, enough to come onto me in public." She sticks her tongue out. "You're so dirty."

Jenny blushes as she looks away, too taken aback by the rapid-fire accusations. "You're the one who's dirty." She giggles as realization begins to dawn on Lexi; she just came in her pants, literally. "Didn't know that you're a one pump chump."

Lexi rolls her eyes, and they both laugh quietly to themselves in the theater.