Taylor's POV
Shit.
Alana, with her eyes closed to save her innocent mind, screamed at us. "DO YOU TWO HAVE A SHRED OF DECENCY?!?! YOU'RE MEANT TO BE ROLE MODELS AND GLOBAL SUPERSTARS, NOT FUCK BUDDIES AND PORN STARS!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?! GOOD LUCK GETTING A RIDE NOW!!". She was angry. I'm not sure why. She wasn't homophobic. Hopefully she would have said the same or a similar thing if there was an actual penis inside me, or I have lost a friend.
I jumped up and placed my hand on the clothed girl's right shoulder.
"Alana, wait." I said softly but urgently.
She turned around. And smiled.
"Ohh, Tay. I can't stay mad at you. But I'm not hugging you right now, because you're still dripping." Alana said, apologetically
"I'll take care of that" I said. I turned to Karlie. "Karls, gimme that dildo. I'm still really horny, and I am literally about to climax. Just gimme a minute."
She threw the dildo. But missed wildly. Alana had left and closed the door. She didn't want to watch. I sat down. Karlie watched on in awe as I immediately shoved 3 fingers inside myself and thrusted them back and forth. This wasn't going to work in time. I invited Karlie over to my sweet pussy. She stroked all the right areas with her fingernails and put two fingers inside me as I took my three out. She played hard and I moaned. Her long, thin fingers were now deep inside me. I could feel that in was about to blow. I closed my eyes in bliss and my hips buckled. My juices squirted out and I let out a final moan.
Alana entered again "Done? Now have showers and get dressed." She ordered "No one is going to get away with this. I expected much better from the both of you" She sounded like a disappointed high school teacher.
After my shower, I went to my wardrobe and picked out something that would turn Karlie and horny teenagers on, but not necessarily everyone. A light green crop top and a matching skirt - that exposed my abdomen and belly button. Who cares? I'm in love with a girl. I can do anything.
Karlie came into my room in the underwear she wore earlier and the red tour dress over her shoulder.
"Gimme something to wear, sexy!" she ordered. I rummaged around in my wardrobe and drawers and found some short denim shorts and a blue T-shirt. I also passed her a white jacket. "There" I said. "Happy?".
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Kaylor - Never Go Out Of Style
FanfictionKarlie Kloss and Taylor Swift. Adored as idols of fashion and music. The very best of friends. But would they dare get closer? Would they risk their entire careers to be with one another? Would they unleash a much different side to one another? A mu...
