Paula smiled, waiting for Krisi to yell out at Margerie and Fiona, sure that the girl would react with jealous anger. Instead, Krisi turned, and saw her smiling, then became angry.
'This was, one of your stupid games?' Krisi demanded, and the startled couple sat up, looking toward her and Paula. 'You thought I'd be pissed off, jealous, that you'd cause a fight between me and Margerie? You jerk!'
'Listen, you can't talk to me like that, you little -' Paula began, but she was cut off as Krisi slapped her hard.
Paula staggered a step back, and looked at the girl with stunned disbelief for a moment. Then she leapt forward, grabbing for the girl. Krisi blocked one hand, but the other gripped her hair and she was pulled to the side and off one foot. She flailed out, and her fingers curled in Paula's blouse as she tried to keep her footing. Buttons popped from the blouse as she pulled Paula to the side, and she kicked her in the shin. Paula yelped, her hand opening from the girl's hair, and Krisi straightened fast. She swung to the side, pulling Paula via her grip on the blouse, and the girl lost her footing, the blouse shredding from Krisi's hands as Paula went sprawling on the ground.
Neither certain, as to what exactly was going on, Margerie and Fiona had stood up, the moonlight shining from their still damp bodies. Their arms around each other's waist, they watched, unaware that Len was watching them and the other two, his breathing ragged as he gripped his engorged tool.
Paula tumbled back against the ground, her skirt thrown up from her long, shapely legs, a pair of blue panties concealing her loins and most of her full ass cheeks. She pushed up onto her knees, her blonde hair askew, her flint-colored eyes narrowed She raised up onto her feet, the blouse torn open, one firm, conical tit bared, the pursed lips of her nipple standing out. She moved toward Krisi, and the girls circled, their arms outspread, each ready to block the other, both looking for an opening.
Paula sprang forward, and Krisi tried to dodge her, but Paula tackled her. They went down hard Pushing up from the waist, Krisi kicked in an effort to free her legs. Trying to hold on, Paula pushed back, but she lost her grip on the girl's legs, and found herself gripping the loose-fitting slacks. She pushed up onto one knee, and then onto her feet. She jerked back hard, and Krisi's ass slid forward atop the damp grass, and she fell onto her back, the air forced from her lungs.
Paula moved back, pulling Krisi Along, and the girl dug her fingers into the ground for anchorage as she gasped for breath. Her hands held in the ground despite Paula's pulling, and the pants began to pull down from her oval hips. She tried to pull her calves down, but the pants came free, and they slid from her legs, Paula having to take a step back as the tension was removed.
Paula flung the slacks aside, but Krisi was already up on her knees, her golden-brown eyes gleaming, the furl of her upper lip baring her overbite, her pouted lower lip back from her lower teeth. Paula moved in fast, and kicked out Krisi caught her leg, and pushed up to her feet, thrusting Paula's leg high, and the girl's other leg went out from under her. Paula fell onto her back, the skirt around her waist Krisi moved over the other leg, twisting the one she held, and flipped Paula onto her stomach.
Following Paula's lead, Krisi moved back, pulling the girl across the ground, and fully into the clearing, Paula unable to get a handhold, her bared tits sliding against the wet grass. Krisi abruptly let go of Paula's leg, stepped forward fast as she leaned down, and her fingers curled in the waistband of Paula's panties. Stepping to the side, she pulled Paula further back and around, and the nylon tore away from the deep cleavage of the wide cheeks. Paula rolling onto her back, disoriented, Krisi sat down on her stomach, her hands grabbing for her wrists.
The girl's legs pressed in against her sides, Paula felt her ass against her loins, the torn panties pushed aside. She got her wrists out of the way, and grabbed for Krisi's throat, but Krisi got hold of her forearms, and her hands gripped the tank top at one strap, and it and the dome of the blossoming tit underneath. Krisi pulled back from the waist, wincing as she gradually worked free of the fingers digging into her breast. She shoved the other hand down, and the tank top pulled off her shoulder and away from one supple tit before the seam of the strap tore. The tank top hanging from her shoulder and breast, she pressed both of Paula's wrists to the ground, pinning the struggling girl.
Paula kicked, her hips twisting between Krisi's hips, but the girl held her down, and her cunny began to warm as it writhed against Krisi's thinly garbed mound. Her firm shoulders lifted as she tried to push and pull her wrists free, her pectorals accented above her widget, conical tits, her stomach's contours is relief as she kicked and twisted: Her forehead damp, her full. lips, were parted to ragged breathing brought on not only by her struggle, but by her mounting arousal, her nest of sable curlings rubbing against Krisi's cunt, her lips pulling against the nylon of the girl's panties.
Krisi's eyes tightened as Paula's cunt stroked hers, and she became aware of the damp heat penetrating her panties. She looked down into Paula's eyes, and recognized that the girl's face was contorted by sexual excitement. Sucking at her pouted lower lip, Krisi began to thrust her hips back and forth, rubbing at the top of Paula's slit and her clit her own juices mingling with the girl's to soak the panties' crotch.
Margerie and Fiona's hands tightened at each other's waist, both staring with mystification as Krisi's back arched, her arms straightened as she held on to Paula's wrists, her hips rocking back and forth firmly against the top of half of Paula's cleave. His fist stroking his burning rod, Len watched Paula's spread legs tremble against the ground, her head pushing back as she groaned, coming with a sob, her hips bucking against Krisi.
Paula went limp, and Krisi let her wrists go. Swaying atop Paula's hips, Krisi rested her hands on her thighs as she caught her breath, her body aquiver with arousal. Paula's eyes opened, and she looked up at Krisi, not knowing what to say, having come against her after trying to stick it to her and the other girls. Krisi looked at her for several moments, and then took a deep breath before looking toward Margerie and Fiona, and then back to Paula.
'Give up?' Krisi said.
'I – I… yes, oh yes,' Paula whispered.
Krisi explained what Paula had planned, then adding, 'She said she'd offered to let Miss Charleston spank her. Maybe that is what she needs,' she said, repressing a smile.
Paula looked at her uncertainly, and then nodded.
'If you two'll hold her?' Krisi smiled as she got off of Paula, and she looked down at her panties. 'Oh, my, they seem to've gotten wet somehow,' she mused, and she pushed the panties down her legs, and off.
'You're sure you realize you deserve a spanking?' Fiona said, pressing her foot to the side of Paula's full ass.
Paula nodded, and Fiona pushed up with her heel, rolling the girl onto her stomach. She knelt down beside her hips, and she slid one leg under Paula's stomach and cant, her thigh pushing up between the girl's as she lifted her other knee, holding the girl's hip between her thighs and against her mound.
'You hold her arms, in case she changes her mind,' Fiona said, and Margerie looked at her and Krisi for a moment, and then smiled.
Sitting down in front of Paula's head, Margerie slid her legs along the girl's side as she lifted her arms over her thighs. She scooted forward, holding Paula's upper arms against her hips, and Paula's face was against her loins. She and Fiona nodded to Krisi, their eyes lidded from the pressure against their parted cant lips, and Krisi knelt across from Fiona. She pressed one hand to the dimpled small of Paula's back, and brought the flat of her other hand down against the wide ass cheeks. Paula gasped against Margerie's dark nest, her hip shifting against Fiona's low-set nest. Krisi's hand came down again, and the cheeks quivered under the slap. Paula twisted, her tits rubbing against the grass. Krisi's hand rose and fell, the rise of her exposed tit quivering. Margerie licked her lips, her hands tightening around Paula's arms, her hips thrusting as she shoved her opened slit against the girl's gasping mouth. Krisi spanked one full cheek and then the other. Fiona's eyes closed, her tensed thigh shoving against Paula's damp furrow, her cleave twisting against the girl's bucking hip. Krisi's hand moved down the cleavage that widened toward the base of Paula's ass. Her eyes glazed with her already heightened arousal, she caught the fragrance of the other three girls, hearing their murmurings of pleasure, and she swallowed hard, her arm feeling weighted.
Krisi' sat back, gulping air as she watched the other three move together, Paula's and Fiona's boxes spasming against thigh and hip as Paula groaned into Margerie's quaking splay. The three went limp, Fiona and Margerie dropping onto their backs, Paula's cheek resting against Margerie's plump pubes.
'Through with playing the creep?' Krisi asked tightly.
