"Here. Put these on." Beth ordered.
Looking a bit uncertain, Amy took the white, meshy costume Beth proffered.
"A bet's a bet, Amy." I informed the confused looking little blonde as I reached out to take my own black costume from Beth's arms.
USC's loss to Texas had put Amy and me into this predicament. So certain were we that The Trojans would kick the Longhorn's asses, we'd bet Beth out of our infamous "anything" bets. After several days of in-decision, Beth had finally decided that we'd pay off by helping her entertain her new boyfriend for his birthday.
The costumes she handed us were large-gauge mesh body suits complete with tails and little headpieces in the shape of cat ears. After we had donned the very revealing outfits, Beth pulled out a make-up kit and drew whiskers and noses on my and Amy's faces. She also added colorfast splotches to simulate cat marking on our cheeks and foreheads.
"There!" She proclaimed when she was finished. "All done! Go look in the mirror and tell me what you think."
Peering into the mirror, I was impressed with the quality of the job Beth had done on us. We both looked like very sexy felines, and I knew that Thomas, Beth's rather jerky boyfriend, would definitely enjoy his birthday surprise
As Amy and I preened in front of the mirror, scratching the air with pretend claws, Beth changed into a very revealing pink and black bustier with a matching pink thong. The bustier pushed her grapefruit sized tits into a generous display of cleavage that would have made a gay man want to titty-fuck the top-heavy brunette's firm, alabaster tit-mounds. Opening the door to her bedroom, she called out to Thomas. "Ready or not, here we come!"
In a whisper, she told us to start meowing.
"Meowwww...meoowwww...mewwwwwllll" Amy and I mewled, laughingly, as Beth led us to the sofa where Thomas sat. We must have been quite a sight: two 5'1, long-haired blondes, our shaved pussies and bare tits plainly obvious through the large mesh holes, crawling after the busty, 5'10 brunette.
"Do you like my cute little kitty cats?" Beth asked Thomas with a teasing lilt. "What do you think of my two pretty pussies? Aren't they adorable? You can pet them if you want."
For once, Thomas the Jerk was speechless. The perpetual sneer that we wore was absent and his mouth hung open in amazement. The mesh cat costumes showed a helluva lot of bare skin and Thomas' roving eyes took it all in. Amy and I remained on all fours in front of him as he carefully inspected every inch of our slender, mesh-covered bodies.
"Be back in a jiffy," Beth announced brightly as she quickly headed towards her kitchen. "Be nice to my little kitties!"
I didn't know about Amy, but in spite of my dislike for Thomas, I found myself almost shaking with lust. My barely covered, shaved pussy began to ooze musky cunt cream and I had no doubts that within seconds Thomas would be able to smell my arousal.
Breaking into a broad grin broadly, Thomas reached out his hands to stoke Amy and me on the tops of our blonde heads. "I hope you two are nasty little kittens, as well as pretty ones!"
Beth rushed back into the living room carrying a small bowl in her hands. As she placed it on the floor between Amy and me, I could see it was half filled with milk. Seating herself carefully on Thomas's lap, she directed. "Drink it little kitties. Drink your little treat from mama."
Obediently, Amy and I did as commanded and began to lick up the cold milk from the bowl. A low moan escaped Amy's parted lips, and I knew my hot little friend was just as turned on by this role-playing as I was.
"I know you're kitties and not puppies, but wag your little asses anyway as you lick," Beth directed. "Show me how happy you are."
I'm sure my tight ass was already swaying slowly back and forth as my head bumped against Amy's over the bowl of milk, but I exaggerated the wagging motion in response to Beth's command.
Above us, Thomas let out a low groan as we dipped our tongues into the milk, lapping up the white liquid in differing cadences: mine was slow and deliberate; Amy's fast and determined.
"Happy Birthday, Baby!" I heard Beth squeal in delight to her asshole boyfriend. "Do you like your present?"
"Fuck, yeah!" Thomas replied with unabashed enthusiasm. "Um...how much...I mean...um...how far are you gonna let things go here?"
"Curious aren't you?" Beth giggled in response, before adding in her low husky voice. "You can do anything you want with them; anything! Kiss them. Lick them. Fuck them. Fuck their faces, their pussies, their tight little asses. Treat the like little fuck-bitches! You can fuck them on the floor, on the bed, or on the table. You can fuck them outside by the pool and invite the whole complex to watch. You can do anything you want to them. And me too, we're your little play toys all night. Anything you want us to do, we will! I promise, Baby."
I'd heard those words before! I'd once used them myself when I'd let my husband fuck Beth for the first time. Oh, well, paybacks are hell.
Receiving the green light, Thomas leaned forward and wrapped a handful of my and Amy's hair around each of his hands. Pulling Amy's head out of the way, he pushed my face into the bowl of milk for a few brief seconds. Using my hair as a handle, he pulled my head back up and hissed at Amy. "Lick her face. Lick her face clean."
With a happy sigh, Amy began to lick all over my milk-covered face.
"Mmmm," She moaned softly as she held my face between her hands and cleaned off all traces of the creamy liquid from my flushed face. My petite body shuddered with lust as I felt Amy's flexible tongue glide all around my nose, lips, and cheeks.
His own body trembling with desire, Thomas pulled my head away from Amy and pushed her face into the bowl of milk. Pulling her up after just a few second, he ordered me to lick her face in return.
