“Ew! You gotta do it! You gotta do it!” Ginny squealed in delight, bouncing on the bed.

Kelsey groaned. “Ew, no, that’s disgusting!”

Ginny pointed at the board on the bed, the planchette pointed at the last letter. “The Ouija board says you gotta!”

“But why...” Kelsey asked helplessly.

Ginny shrugged, grinning. “Those are the rules. I don’t make the rules. You wanna me to read them again?”

Kelsey sighed dramatically. “No. I read them, too. I seen it said that.”

Ginny giggled again, cackling with her laugh. “Come on. You gotta do it.”

Kelsey let out another groan, this one even more dramatic than the first. She slipped off her panties and tossed them to the floor. “How do I do this?” she asked. “I ain’t never done anything like that before ... it’s disgusting!” she blew up at the end.

Ginny shrugged, still grinning. “I donno ... stick flip over and stick yer butt up in the air like you don’t care!”

Kelsey snorted. “But I do care,” she said in a defiant mumble as she lay on her front. She waited. “Nothing’s happening.”

Ginny rolled her eyes. “Your shirts are in the way, stupid!” She reached over, pulling the back of her best friend’s shirt up, baring her bottom.

Kelsey groaned again, burying her face into the pillow. “Why me?”

“The spirits chose you!” Ginny said with a giggle. She reached over and quickly played her friend’s buns like a pair of bongo drums, singing in rhythm. “The spirits chose you; the spirits chose you. So, you gotta, let them ... pose you.” She stopped singing and giggled. “Kinda lost that last part.”

“Yeah, you did,” Kelsey said, her face still buried in the blanket. She peeked up, glaring. “Dyke.”

Ginny shrugged her shoulders. “I donno. Maybe.”

Kelsey’s eyebrows shot up. “Really?”

Ginny turned a little red. “I said I donno. Maybe.”

Kelsey made a little jump. “Uh ... Ooooookaaaayyyyyyyy.”

Ginny stared at her hard. “Wassa matter?”

“Oh!” Kelsey let out a little start. Her head shot up, her eyes grew wide, and she grabbed the blankets. “It’s ... uh ... something’s happening and ... OH!”

Ginny peeked between Kelsey’s legs. “Huh,” she said in quiet fascination.

Kelsey let out a little gasp and lay her head on the pillow. “Oh wow,” she whispered. Her legs spread a little bit wider, and her rump went into the air a little bit higher.

Ginny looked closer, leaning, peeking between her best friend’s legs, trying to see anything as she chewed on her lower lip. “It looks like there’s, like, little handprints on her butt or something, like they are spreading your butt apart. Like there’s something down there.”

Kelsey let out a small moan. “There’s something down there all right.”

“And it’s licking your butthole, like it said?”

Kelsy nodded. “Yeah. Feels weird. But nice.” She let out a small breath. “Real fucking nice.” She closed her eyes and lay her head sideways on the pillow, letting out another soft sigh.

Ginny crawled into the bed for a moment, getting a closer look.

She had always wanted to get a look at her best friend’s butthole. She had always wanted to get a look at her best friend’s pussy. Now she not only had a chance but also had a front-row seat.