Cruel Intentions - Prolouge

I had been a best friend with these two girls for ages. Brittney and Ehlana. Oh they were beautiful, smart, talented, and Bi. They always seemed to give each other cute little smacks on the bottom and kiss each other on the cheek but sadly, nothing serious. I think they knew I liked the thought of them together. They’d tease me in class, at parties or just when we were hanging out at the local park. It was a very nice night that I finally watched this fantasy play out.

We were at a park down the road from Brittney’s; a creek ran past it so nobody liked sitting there at night, leaving the place spotless. It was around about midnight when Ehlana looked over at me and smiled before whispering something into Brittney’s ear, causing her to giggle like a little schoolgirl.

“Do you reckon he’s thinking about us?” she had whispered.

“I don’t know. But we shall not tease any longer” Brittney whispered back before putting a hand on Ehlana’s neck. Now, as you can tell, I was about to lose it. I could sense their passion, the tension in the air.

Ehlana was dressed in black jeans, those skinny jeans you see all the emo kids wearing, a black top with white markings, I don’t remember what exactly, I wasn’t paying attention to that. I do remember, however, that it showed off her breasts nicely. Teasing me even.

Brittney wasn’t as tasteful in her little black skirt that showed off her gorgeous legs. Legs I’d kiss from the ankles right up to her thighs and back down. They were tanned and had enough muscle to give them shape. Her top showed off her cleavage and a little of each breast, the way the sweat would work it’s way down them. It was good.

Brittney smiled over at me then kissed Ehlana, their tongues worked together in each other’s mouths. Searching..

I watched in delight as Ehlana moved her hand up to Brittney’s cleavage and began squeezing ever so roughly. I knew Ehlana was into that bondage/domination stuff but this; this was hot. Brittney pulled away to moan in pleasure as Ehlana used both hands on her breasts. Ehlana pushed her back on the playground equipment and lay on top of her, pulling Brittney’s skirt up enough that I could see she had no panties on. Dammn these girls. They were teasing me again. Ehlana was still on top of Brittney when I heard them whispering again.

“Stop teasing” Brittney moaned. Ehlana simple smiled and pulled her little top down, kissing her breasts. Brittney moaned louder, giving in to Ehlana’s pleasure. I stood up off the swing and walked up the stairs three at a time, god they were little steps. Ehlana pulled away from Brittney and pushed me down on the equipment beside her.

“Behave, and we’ll reward you” she spoke before locking my hands to the equipment with handcuffs.

Then she turned back to Brittney and lay back on top of her, slowly pushing her hands up her top until she reached her breasts. She roughly pinched and massaged them again until Brittney was begging for her to stop.

“What would you like me to do then?” Ehlana said almost erotically. It was sexy. I can tell you that.

“Stop teasing” she moaned. I strained my neck to see Ehlana’s fingers slowly rubbing over Brittney’s vagina, teasing her even more.

“God Ehlana, stop being a tease” I spoke. I, too, was getting aroused which soon became Ehlana’s point of interest.

“Hey bee, were getting him worked up” Ehlana moaned at Brittney. Her fingers were pushing in and out of Brittney’s vagina. Her juices were all over her thighs, skirt and play equipment.

“Hey.. This is a bit wrong..” I spoke, half moaning, half cowardly. I didn’t want to break this up. It was hot as hell and a brilliant fantasy to fulfill.

“Arww” Brittney moaned before sucking on her fingers. “Do you think we should stop?”

Dammn Brittney. She played on being a tease. She smiled at me before pushing Ehlana down on the equipment and ran her hand up her thighs, past her vagina to her stomach then back down.

“Do-you-think-we-should?” she said in-between the thrusts of her fingers into Ehlana. I shook my head.

“Somebody’s sure to see us.. Hear us. They’ll call..”

“The police?” Brittney said as Ehlana lost herself in a land of passion. “They would only join in. forcefully. I wouldn’t fuck a pig”

“What?” I spoke with a touch of confusion.

“It’s happened before..” Brittney replied. She smiled at Ehlana who was trying to regain her composure. A minute before, she had been sprawled out on the equipment, legs spread, arms up and her head back.

“They fully take you into a random cell and fuck the shit out of you” Ehlana smiled. “How do you think I landed Gary?”

“Ehlana!” I exclaimed. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“She’s joking babe. But they do fuck you senseless. It isn’t nice. Believe me. They hit you; well spank you, with those baton things. When they got both of us that night, well… that was the first night we found out about their little games”

“This is far out.. They don’t.. Seriously?” I asked in confusion. It seemed too weird. And how come they hadn’t told me until now?

“Yes.. They do. Come on babes, why do you think we turn up on your doorstep unannounced sometimes? Looking like we just fucked each other senseless?”

“Ummmm..” Okay. So I was confused. I just couldn’t believe it..

“Shit..” Brittney sighed as a police car halted to a stop beside the park. I looked over at Brittney and Ehlana. They just shrugged their shoulders and watched the fat police officer make his way over to them.

“Officer pigget.. How nice to see you” Brittney said smiling cheekily. The officer frowned and pulled her by the waist onto the ground.

“That’s officer bennet and a hour in the interrogation room with me”

“That’s fucking disgusting” I exclaimed. I couldn’t let this pig force Brittney to have sex with him. The officer glared at me and pulled on my legs.

“Why won’t he move” he screamed at Brittney who was cowering beside him.

“He’s locked to it” she whimpered.

“Unlock it or all of you go down to the station” he screamed and Ehlana just smiled.

“What? Are you going to take the playground with you?” she snickered causing him to jump up on the equipment, surprising enough it didn’t break, and hand cuff her.

“You are going down town, and you little miss Brittney. Now, your name is?” he said turning to me.