Chapter 8

“Trixie, where are we off to tonight?” Kristin asked as they headed out from their scout meeting.

“What do you mean? I thought you were taking me home,” Trixie said, unsure what her friend was going on about.

“Well yeah, I just thought you might want to make a stop along the way, is all.”

“You’re being weird, Jugs. Let’s just get going, Felicia goes back to school in a couple of days and I want to see her before she goes,” Trixie said as she got in the passenger seat of Kristin’s vehicle. The engine turned over, and they started towards Trixie’s place.

“Ah, your sister, of course. The one you couldn’t stand a few months ago, now you want to spend all your time with her,” her tone accusatory.

“What’s gotten into you? Why are you acting crazy?”

“You’ve been lying to me, Trix! Lying to my face. I thought we were friends who told each other everything.”

“What the hell are you talking about? Is your bra too tight and cutting off the blood to your brain?”

“I know about him, ok? I saw you go over to that older guy’s place a few times now. Don’t deny it!” Kristin’s voice was raised as she tried her best to watch the road at the same time as she confronted her friend.

Trixie was horrified! How much could Jugs know about what she’d been doing with Blake? Did she know about her sister, too? Trixie curled herself up in the passenger seat, revealing the white panties she wore. Kristin glanced over when her friend didn’t respond, and her eyes were drawn to the little white patch between her friend’s legs.

“PAY ATTENTION TO THE ROAD!” Trixie yelled as Kristin nearly swerved into oncoming traffic.

“Sorry! Sorry! But do you deny it? Sleeping with that older man?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You nearly killed us there!” Trixie was trying to change the subject as they turned onto her street. She just wanted to get home so she could get into the house and away from these questions. However, Kristin turned into a different driveway ... Blake’s driveway.

“Why don’t we pay him a visit, hm?” Kristin said as she got out of the car and headed up the walkway.

Now Trixie was scared. She knew Blake was home, and it was likely her sister was already there. The plan was to be dropped off and then run over here to join in the fun. This was turning into a nightmare as she tried to stop her friend from going into Blake’s house.

“Don’t do this, Jugs. Please, just leave it alone,” Trixie pleaded, but it was to no avail. Kristin grabbed the hidden key, unlocked the front door, and walked in. How did she know where that was?

“Do you think your boyfriend will be happy to see you and to meet your friend?” Kristin needled the panicked girl.

Blake’s voice called from one of the other rooms, “Is that you, Trixie? We’re in the bedroom.”

“I wonder, is he waiting on the bed for you?” Kristin started to head in the direction of the voice, but Trixie grabbed her arm. Kristin shook her off and continued towards the voice. As she turned a corner, she stopped dead in her tracks. What she saw was a naked Blake fucking a naked Felicia from behind with a ball gag in her mouth and her legs spread open with metal rods.

Kristin was totally confused. “What the fuck!?” Her voice drew the attention of the two on the bed, who stopped to see who else was there.

“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!” Blake yelled out, while Felicia simply made a gurgling sound through the ball gag.

Trixie rounded the corner a second too late to avoid all of this. “I’m so sorry Blake! This is my nosy friend Kristin. I guess she’s been following me here and ... um. Kristin, what exactly is your endgame here?”

“I ... I think I wanted to confront the pervert screwing my best friend, but I don’t know what all this is!” The virgin Kristin fell to her knees in shock and embarrassment, her eyes welled with tears, and she started to cry. Trixie felt terrible about Kristin seeing something she clearly wasn’t ready for and hugged her friend.

Blake unhooked Felicia from her restraints and took out her ball gag. They both put on robes and the four of them headed to the living room to talk this out. Trixie decided it was time to come clean to her best friend ... At least she hoped she still would be her friend after hearing everything. Blake made tea and put it on the coffee table.

Trixie’s and Felicia’s explanation took over 30 minutes.Trixie took the lead. “Well, it all started with that cookie selling competition...”

Kristin simply sat there wide-eyed and mouth agape as she was told the story of how the little threesome had formed, and the variety of sexual activities they had all engaged in. Both Trixie and Felicia believed it was best to be honest about the whole thing because they had nothing else to lose. Blake, meanwhile, had heard Kristin’s (aka Jugs’) name in passing only a few times and didn’t know what to think of this whole situation. There is something strangely familiar about all this though, he thought to himself.

Once the sisters finally got to the end of their tale, Kristin tried her best to make sense of the colossal story she’d been told. “So, you two share him? Are you all going to move to a commune or Utah or something?”

They all laughed, which released some of the tension. Felicia decided to respond, as she adjusted her bathrobe and refilled her cup. “We do share him, but we aren’t a thruple or whatever.”

“As weird as it all sounds, it forced Felicia and I to break down some barriers and finally communicate and see things more eye to eye,” Trixie added while sitting next to her friend.

Kristin pointed between the two sisters, “So does that mean you two...”

“Oh no, no no no no!” Felicia said, waving her hands wildly. Her robe had fallen open and her impressive breast popped out.

“ ... wellllll,” Trixie held up her finger as a point of correction, “You did bring me off with your fingers when Blake took my brown cherry. And you’ve sucked his cock after it was inside me. And you ate his cum as it dripped out of my pussy.”

“That doesn’t count!” Felicia yelled.

“It kind of does, plus I said I would do the same for you some time. I am kind of curious about being with a girl and I get the feeling that you are too.”

“But we are sisters, Trix. Wouldn’t it be weird to cross that boundary into incest?”

“For some, but we love each other so what’s the harm?”

Blake listened to the two sisters go back and forth and couldn’t help getting excited at the thought of his two favorite girls going down on each other. He always wanted to see that, but never wanted to push them too hard. He suspected that it could have happened under the right circumstances, despite Felicia’s protests to the contrary. He could tell she enjoyed the little tastes of pussy she’d gotten from their group activities. The problem now was this new girl. He wasn’t at all sure about how she fit into all this. And then she started throwing wrenches into his wonderful fantasy.

“What if ... what if I was that girl for you, Trixie?” Kristin said in a nervous squeaky voice, and all heads snapped towards her in disbelief.

“WHAT?!” Felicia shouted out in shock.

“Well, I’ve never been with anyone, guy or girl, and well ... I’d like to, especially with you, Trix.”

“Jugs, what are you talking about?” Trixie was baffled by her friend’s offer. It wasn’t like her to be so ... sexual.

“You really never noticed, did you?” Kristin said, lowering her head. Her frizzy black hair was covering her glasses and face, but it seemed she was starting to cry again.

“Kristin?” Felicia gently asked, as she moved to stand next to her sister’s friend. “What’s going on?”

“I feel so stupid. I thought she knew.”

“Knew what?” Felicia leaned down and brushed the hair from the younger girl’s face.

“That ... that I like girls and wanted to be with her. That’s why I did scouts for so long so we could do stuff together and no one would suspect anything.” Then Kristin really started to cry, and tears fell onto her thick glasses. Trixie leaned over and hugged her friend while Felicia handed her some tissues to dry her eyes.

“I didn’t know! I’m so sorry Kristin! I’d love to try stuff with you, but I like being with guys, too,” Trixie said, as the two girls held each other.

“Well, what if I let Blake take my virginity too? That way I could try them both tonight. Would that be ok?”

Blake suddenly snapped to attention. Did he just hear what he thought he heard? He looked at Felicia who had no expression. He didn’t know how this would go over, not that he had responded in any way.

“If she wants to, why not,” Felicia finally said, with mixed emotions, “but we all are involved in this tonight, ok?”

They all agreed. Trixie and Kristin both called their parents and told them they were sleeping over at each other’s house for the night, while Felicia already could do whatever she wanted. Blake suggested they should all head to the bedroom where there would be more space and certainly more privacy. He couldn’t help but watch the skirts of the two scouts swish as they walked, hand in hand, towards their first sexual experience together. This was going to be a wild night that none of them were likely to forget.

They all entered the bedroom, where just a short time ago, Blake had been enjoying Felicia’s body. There was a bit of awkward standing around as no one knew quite how to get things started or even what things were going to happen. Trixie, ever the adventurous one in the bedroom, decided to get the show on the road. She pulled her friend close to her and planted her lips on Kristin’s surprised face. It took a few seconds for her to respond, but soon her mouth opened, and the two girls were exchanging saliva for the first time.

Blake and Felicia were watching the two girls make out, and could see them becoming bolder with each passing moment. Their hands roamed over each other’s backs and Trixie’s found their way onto her friend’s ass. It was incredibly arousing watching these two girls explore each other in their uniforms! It was like something out of a porn movie.

More experienced, Trixie’s hands moved to cup Kristin’s ample bosoms over the shirt and heavy bra she wore. Trixie was getting more and more aroused as she continued kissing her friend, while starting to unbutton her blouse. Kristin’s shaking hands moved up to do the same, but she was too nervous to enjoy the swells on Trixie’s chest.

Trixie was the first to remove Kristin’s shirt and her hands moved over her bra. She let her fingers dip inside the cups and felt her large nipples for the very first time. Wanting more, she reached behind to unhook the clasps of the large bra, which was much more difficult than her own smaller one. After a bit of fiddling, she got the last hook unstuck and pulled it off Kristin’s arms. Her large breasts, now freed from their prison, hung down slightly on her chest. Her nipples were erect on her large areolas. Trixie let her hands cup both breasts while her thumbs teased the nipples. Kristin, meanwhile, had finally undone the last button on Trixie’s blouse and let it fall to the floor. Kristin struggled to work out Trixie’s bra, so Trixie pulled it off herself and pushed her friend backwards onto the bed before crawling on top of her and sucking on one of her tits.

“Oooooh,” Kristin moaned, as Trixie used her mouth on one breast and groped the other one. She squeezed and kneaded the large breasts, alternating between the two which seemed to drive Kristin wild. Then Trixie’s hand ventured below the hem of Kristin’s skirt, traveled up her shaved legs, and rested on the wet cotton she was searching for!

“Someone’s excited,” Trixie said seductively as her fingers slowly dipped inside the top of the found panties. Her invading fingers ran through thick coarse hair until she found the crack of her friend’s slit. Everything in the vicinity was matted and soaking wet. She traced along the crack until she couldn’t go any further between her legs and then retraced her path with her fingers deeper inside.

“I’ve wanted this for so long, Trix!”

“What do you want, Jugs? Tell me!”

“For you to kiss me, touch me, and maybe ... lick me,” Kristin said quietly. She was still uncertain if this was really happening. Trixie removed her hand from Kristin’s pussy, pulled off her panties from underneath the girl’s skirt, and let them fall onto the floor.

With her naughty little grin, Trixie slid down her friend’s body, her tongue teasing and tasting as she went. She got to the top of the skirt and slowly pulled it down her legs until her thick black bush came into view for all to see. The final piece of clothing was then yanked off and tossed onto the floor.

“Wow, that’s something you don’t see often,” Blake whispered in Felicia’s ear as they watched the little show in front of them. Blake let his hands move around Felicia’s front and slide underneath her robe as the two quietly observed.

Trixie parted her friend’s legs and positioned her head within inches of the thick muff. A few strands of hair tickled her nose as she attempted to peer inside the tangled void. Her fingers reached out and spread open the outer lips and the strong scent of excitement filled her nostrils. Kristin was very wet, and Trixie tentatively stuck out her tongue to gather the first true taste of another female directly from the source. It quickly darted out before being recalled and touched just below the clitoral hood. She couldn’t describe the taste, it was different than her own or the small amount of her sister’s she experienced second hand, but she thought she liked it. She inhaled deeply. This roused her courage, and her tongue licked from the bottom to the top of her friend’s slit.

“Ooooo!” Kristin groaned, as she experienced her dream coming true. She did her best to block out that they were being watched by some guy and Trixie’s older sister.

As Blake’s hands toyed with Felicia’s pussy, she had to ask her sister, “How do you like it, Trix?”

Trixie pulled her face away from the hairy pink snatch to say, “I think I like it! Does that make me a lesbian?”

“No, sis. I’ve seen how you fuck Blake. I think you’re likely bi.”

“So, I like guys and girls? Awesome!” Trixie buried her face back inside her friend’s box and tried to do all the things she knew she enjoyed when Blake went down on her. It seemed to work as Kristin responded enthusiastically to the nascent muff-diver’s efforts.