Part XVI - Loss So Complete

sixteen year-old Tia Jalone and seventeen year-old Veronica Nortelli faced each other across the dimly-colorful depths of the attic. The punker girl was waving her camcorder at the young soccer Captain, and had just revealed that she had filmed the blowjob she’d recently been forced to give to Kev Heterson.

“My, but you are quite the excellent little cocksucker, girlie.” cackled Vee like a villainess straight out of the Disney movies Tia still secretly watched, “Makes me actually wish that I had a dick too, just so you could demonstrate your skill for me live.” and she stuck the camera back in her bag then unslung it and dropped it onto the waiting couch, moved in for the kill.

Tia felt suddenly dizzy. Ohh no...

She shut her eyes and fought not to collapse, failed, and so made the first proper use of the antique fainting couch behind her in more then a century. Her toes curled up and everything went grey, and when she awoke minutes later it was to her t-shirt being pulled off and over her head.

“Wha ... what are y-you ... doing?” she rasped as the slightly older teen girl sitting beside her on the backless couch dropped her shirt onto the heap that contained her shorts and-

“My panties!” squealed Tia as her hands flew to her uncovered sex, and when she looked down she saw that her bra was absent as well.

“I’m--I’m completely naked!”

“You aren’t the only one.” purred Veronica as she slid down beside her.

Tia tried to get up, but the thin girl encircled her with arms and legs and pulled her into a lover’s embrace, their chests and groins squishing together, “Quit fighting it, girlie, you’re my property now.” and Vee started nuzzling Tia’s neck.

Their combined heat was incredible and Tia gasped at it’s intensity, she had never been so close to another person, Kev Heterson’s dick in her mouth was nothing compared to the intimacy of this. She tried to squirm free but Vee was like a leach, she clung to her with surprising strength. Tia rolled onto her back to try and get more leverage, but the punk girl’s legs hooked around the backs of her own and caught her flailing wrists with her hands, wrenched her arms back, forcing Tia’s back to arch, pushing her cone-shaped breasts up.

“Oh my...” Vee’s mouth sank onto the left one and began to suckle like a newborn at her nipple.

How did this h-happen so fast?! Tia’s mind was whirling, she was inhaling and exhaling like a steam engine now, her chest heaving much to the other girl’s delight. She--She’s raping me! But that isn’t supposed to be p-possible! Only a guy can rape a girl, but--but--

“Please! Vee, you h-have to--ohhhh, my god--you ... you have to ... stop this...”

Vee’s lithe tongue swirled lazy circles around her taut nipple while her teeth bit into the surrounding areola, almost hard enough to break the skin. And all the while she was grinding her muff into Tia’s raising pubic mound, dry humping rapidly becoming sopping-wet humping as the bisexual punker’s juices drizzled forth to drip into her victim’s vaginal folds, making the lips pucker involuntarily.

“I’m not stopping nuthin, girlie.” she muffled into the breast she was attacking.

“B-But you can’t do this! Girls don’t d-do this to each other! I hired you to ... to help me!”

Vee raised her face from Tia’s saliva-slick breast, “Then you shouldn’t have treated me like garbage.”

“I didn’t!” cried the brunette, tears twinkling like liquid ruby under the influence of the rose-tainted light, “I--I was distraught back in my b-bedroom and you took advantage of m-m-me!”

“You liked it!” snapped Vee as she continued to flex her groin into Tia’s. The trimmed hairs of her bush tickling against Tia’s bare pubis were doing just as much to drive her crazy as the grinding motion itself. Tia’s vagina was on fire and she was getting so wet, but it wasn’t real! It wasn’t! She is just stimulating me, Tia’s mind raged, I don’t like girls! I don’t! But if I don’t do something to take control of this s-situation fast then I’m going to get RAPED by one.

Take control...

And that was it, suddenly Tia knew what she had to do. She had been fighting against Veronica and that wasn’t going to work, nope! So what she had to do was fight fire ... with fire...

And taking a deep breath she shut her eyes and thrust her face forward into Vee’s and kissed her, really hard. Nortelli’s eyes saucered and her hold on Jalone weakened as the straight girl’s lips worked upon hers like a machine.