The one thing that Cheryl Burke learned from the whole Maria Menounos ordeal, the major thing, was that she liked having sex with women.

Especially the fucking. The DWTS pro loved how wide Maria’s eyes grew as she was strapping on an gigantic dildo. The fear. The anticipation. It made her feel powerful and in control. The sobs and pleas for her to stop only added to her pleasure. Like no other sexual experience or thrill she’d ever had before. She’d become addicted.

So, she was devastated when her friend and costar Julianne Hough (Maria’s lover) blacklisted her from ever having sex with the former E! News host again. All because she and Julianne’s brother Derek lied to Maria when the blonde was away on tour. They told her that before she left, Julianne had given them her okay to do whatever they wanted with the Greek beauty. It had only been a LITTLE orgy.

It was around 10AM and Cheryl was laying on a yoga mat. She was at her Los Angeles home, outside on the patio doing her morning routine. As happened often, an image of Maria Menounos suddenly appeared in her all too fixated mind. The 44-year-old was naked (of course), assuming different explicit positions solely for Cheryl’s pleasure. Maria’s curvaceous, 34-23-36 figure made her mouth and pussy water, and the brown-eyed dancer soon found herself unconsciously slipping a hand down under the waistband and searching for her needful clitoris.

Arching her back and lifting her soft, plump ass off the mat, Cheryl groaned and let the climax have its way. Her entire body shuddered as the waves of ecstasy cleared her mind leaving only delicious synapses of pleasure. Her pussy oozed syrupy honey which she retrieved and suckled from her fingertips. “That was a good one” she wondered.

Deeming the yoga session over, the shapely, exotic beauty padded on bare feet into the adjoining kitchen. The tight Lulu Lemons she wore were still pulled down just under her crotch, and she turned slightly so she could admire her exposed behind reflected in the highly polished steel doors of the refrigerator. “I’d do me” she giggled to herself. “I think I just did.”

As she was preparing her morning smoothie, her cell phone vibrated loudly. Checking the screen, she was happy to see that it was her friend and fellow DWTS pro Sharna Burgess. Since Cheryl had decided to retire from the show and dancing entirely, she hadn’t seen much of the old crew. With each new season younger and younger dancers were added and they tended to mostly keep to themselves.

Answering, she couldn’t help but smile when she heard Sharna’s sexy, Australian accent say “Hi’ya, sexy. How’ve you been?”

After a half hour or so of conversation, Cheryl anxiously agreed to her costars invitation to join her at her Hollywood Hills home for an afternoon of catching up. All she needed to bring was a swimsuit, and even that was optional as it would just be “Us girls.” Cheryl wondered it would be best to masturbate again beforehand (even though her preference was for curves, Sharna had a slim, sexy body that she wouldn’t mind ‘taking for a spin’), so during her shower she treated herself to another orgasm, hoping it would help her to behave herself.

She picked a tiny, silver bikini which took up almost no room at all in her carry bag, sunglasses and flip flops. “No” she wondered and exchanged the flip flops for a pair of strappy, platform sandals. “These make my legs and ass look fantastic. And I just had a pedicure.” After deciding on a thong, she threw a fit but flowy sundress over her bare 32C breasts and stepped into the platforms. A quick pinch to each nipple to draw them to attention was the final touch. “I’m going to get into trouble today. I just know it.”

A short time later when Cheryl arrived Sharna rushed out to the driveway to greet her. The Australian beauty looked amazing. Her perfect 33-24-34 figure was packed into a small, brightly colored bikini and her bronzed body was glistening with oil and perspiration. Even though she had naturally dark brown hair, she preferred the light rouge color which had become her signature on DWTS. The high-heeled sandals she wore extenuated the toned curves of her shapely legs and showed off her arches and slim toes. She embraced Cheryl tightly.

“Ooh. It’s been too long” Cheryl sang happily while returning the hug. The sensation of Sharna’s mostly bare breasts and midriff pressing against her own made the brown-eyed dancers pussy instantly moisten. She didn’t want to let go.

“C’mon. Let’s go in and get this party started” invited Sharna excitedly, taking Cheryl by the hand and pulling her along playfully as if they were children. Cheryl tried to mention that she needed to get her bag out of the trunk, but her friend was too intent on their reunion. “I’ve got everything all set up out by the pool. Come see.”

Her outdoor space had obviously been designed for entertaining. The pool was surrounded by a large, slate patio on which were carefully arranged chaise lounges. Off to one side was a spacious, covered cabana area, complete with king-size bed and a fully equipped bar. On the other side was an outdoor kitchen, grill and pizza oven. “Wow” was all that the newly retired dancer could manage to say.

After a few pleasantries and basic catching up, Sharna suggested that they take a quick swim to cool off before retiring to the bar area. Lying even a short twenty minutes in the LA sun in the summertime was a scorcher, and this would be a good idea “Except”, said Cheryl shyly, “I left my suit in the car.”

“So what?” laughed the fire-haired 37-year-old. “Just take your dress off and get in.” With that Sharna took the hem of Cheryl’s sundress and in one, swift movement raised it over her head and cast it apart onto one of the lounges. The shapely dancer was left wearing only a bubble gum pink thong, her 32C, pear-shaped breasts fully exposed. “I’ll take my top off, too. That way you won’t be self-conscious.” Reaching behind, Sharna unclasped the hook holding her top in place and it sprang aside, freeing her natural, quivering 32B’s. Her nipples were dark and hard, and Cheryl again felt her cunt starting to dampen.

Cheryl jumped in first, thinking she’d better get her undies wet before her pussy juices became noticeable. Her former co-star followed right behind. They swam and played, splashing each other and racing from one end of the pool to the other. The water temperature was perfect. Just cool enough to be refreshing. When they finally got out, both women had goosebumps and very erect nipples. The outline of Cheryl’s vulva and labia were also very defined through the thin, wet fabric of her panties.

On bare feet Sharna padded over to the bar area and poured each of them a large glass of Pino. Cheryl took hers tentatively. She wanted to be a good guest, but also didn’t want to fall back into old habits. This would be her only glass, she promised herself. As she took her first sip, Sharna smiled an all-dimples-smile and proceeded to light up a joint. After taking a long hit, she offered the pungent smoke to Cheryl. “This is really good, so just take a short hit. It sneaks up on you fast.”

“Uh, no thanks. I’m not really a pot smoker.” Cheryl was embarrassed that she’d never smoked a joint before, and her sexy, Australian friend could tell.

“Here. Let’s do this” and the curvy, blue-eyed stunner took another deep toke. But, this time, she grabbed Cheryl behind the neck and drew her face towards her own. With their lips barely touching, the redhead slowly and erotically exhaled the intoxicating vapor into the 38-year-olds mouth and nose. Cheryl tried to pull away, but Sharna held her firmly in place and she had no choice but to breathe the smoke in. After coughing a few times, she took a big swallow of wine and looked directly into Sharna’s hypnotic eyes.

“You weren’t kidding. That was fast” said Cheryl while bracing herself against the edge of the bar. “My head is spinning.”

Sharna came around and slipped an arm around Cheryl’s waist, then a hand under her opposing armpit. It was only a few steps from the bar to the bed, but Sharna managed to fill her hand with Cheryl’s soft tit for the unsteady journey. They both fell back onto the bed giggling.

“Am I way too high or were you just feeling me up?” asked Cheryl as she rolled onto her side to face her shapely friend. Their faces were only inches aside.

Sharna grinned, placing a palm against Cheryl’s cheek. It was flushed. “You are high” laughed the blue-eyed beauty, “and I was feeling you up. Do you mind?” Even as she asked the question Sharna was already smoothing her fingers over Cheryl’s soft breasts and teasing her nipples.

“Only if I can do the same” was the DWTS alums response, cupping both hands on Sharna’s ripe tits while leaning in to kiss her.

“Mm” was Sharna’s answer as she parted her lips and welcomed in Cheryl’s slippery, probing tongue. “NOW it’s a party.”

The End Pt. 1