The taste of skin, sweat and spit intermingled on Ashley's tongue, sparking her sensitive taste buds as she lay sandwiched between the sleeping figures of Cheyenne and Isabella, the former lightly snoring and the latter halfway through spooning the petite skater girl. She was the last to sleep out of the quartet of friends, the final girl to succumb to the calm embrace of a content slumber after the lengthy day of engorging herself on the tender flesh of her nubile playmates. It was no lie how much she enjoyed the club's activities, oftentimes being the first to dive her hungry tongue in between her friend's mouthwatering toes...but the truth of the matter was too much to ignore. The club was getting stale, everything was same old and the mere idea of scouting for new meat not only excited the teenager but frightened her as well.
It would only be until the morning after, that a very loud banging on the front door would address her worries.
BANG BANG BANG BANG
The sound of a fist against the front door snapped Ashley from the comfort of her sleeping bag and out from underneath the weight of Isabella, who'd somehow slumped on top of the skater girl over the course of the night. Kelsey was already awake, doing her morning yoga routine right next to the window, the headphones in her ears blocking out the disruptive noise.
With a sigh and a scrunch of her noise Ashley wriggled out of her sleeping bag and quickly padded her way out of the bedroom, wiping the sleep from her eyes as her dainty feet guided her to the front of Cheyenne's house. Combing a hand through her hair, the girl sucked in a deep breath before gingerly opening the front door to the peculiar trio standing with an eclectic look on their pretty faces. The one who knocked was smirking, the tall blonde looked bored and the gorgeous dark haired girl was looking off into the distance, her toes wriggling in their comfy looking sandals.
"Yeah? What's up?" Ashley exclaimed, leaning against the door frame as her eyes darted from each of her visitors feet before looking back at the smirking brunette. They were practically the same height with similar foot sizes, too bad the girl's were hidden in her flats.
"Told you there would be someone here!" The blue eyed brunette smiled, jabbing the tall blonde in the ribs before offering a hand out to Ashley. "I'm Amelia, this hoebag is Nicole and this cutiepie is Violet. We've come to...well, join your club." Amelia stated bluntly with a shrug of her shoulders, summoning a chuckle from the girl called Nicole.
"Oh...wow." Ashley murmured, momentarily stunned to see the trio of gorgeous girls actually seeking out the foot club. Clearing her throat and holding back a very, very chuffed smile Ashley stepped to the side before gesturing for the trio of friends to enter the house. "This was unexpected...really. I'm not sure I want to ask how you girls found this place but believe me...you couldn't have come at a better time. I'm Ashley by the way." She smiled, glancing down once more at Nicole's gorgeously pedicured toes as she racked her mind for something to say.
"So what's going to happen now? You need to haze us? Give us free jam and crackers? Inspect us for hidden microphones and cameras?" The gymnast smirked, playfully winking at Ashley as she delicately swayed in place.
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