Chapter 23: Girl-Time

Luddy looked around the room and realized the TV was internet-ready. They just needed the web address and they could put the video on the TV. Bryan went and got his phone from the drawer where he’d stashed all of them the day before. He had eighty-two unread text messages. From a quick perusal of them, most of them had the same theme. His sister was a slut, watch the video for proof. He took down the web address of the video, before deleting all the unread messages. He knew his sister’s password for her phone and deleted all the unread messages on her phone as well. Later he’d ask the others what their phones looked like and for the passwords. So he could do the same for the rest. The boys sat down around the TV, as Luddy entered the web address with the remote. While Bryan was getting the address Luddy had already figured out the pause, stop and fast forward for the TV’s web video player. He entered the address Bryan gave him and handed the control off to Steve. It was his girlfriend they would see. If he didn’t like it he could stop it at any time. No one considered what Bryan would like as it was just his sister. Not someone he was intimate with, or so they thought.

The frame on the TV was familiar to Steve, The big box with a bow on top. The caption of “The Christmas Present of Twins” appeared before the box fell open. They could see a boy with his pants on but fuzzed-out from the chest up, leading Julie into the room. She had the appearance of someone that was buzzed but not falling down drunk. This audience knew it was the effect of whatever she had been given inconspicuously. The blurred guy’s voice was disguised when he said. “Take off your clothes, you bitch. Call me a prick I’ll show you what one really feels like.” Julie just stood there looking at the figure. “I said get your ass naked.” He repeated. Julie without any fight or disagreement began unbuttoning her blouse. She put it aside and began working on her skirt. She stepped out of it and put it with her blouse, with no hint of fear or remorse on her face.

The TV screen showed Julie removing her bra showing her fine firm upturned breast, with soft nipples topping them. Stew looked at Steve, “You sure you want to watch this?”

“I don’t know.” He replied, but let the video play.

The blurred figure came over to the topless blonde and sucked first one tit then the other into his mouth. On the screen, you could see him grate the soft nipple making it hard. From the TV speakers came the same garbled voice, “I bet the little shit of a boyfriend never did that to you. Make your tits stand up and take notice of what a man can do for you. Now on your knees.” Again Julie stood without moving now with her nipples pert and hard. “Bitch on your knees, you’re going to love my dick in your mouth.”

Julie again did as she was instructed in the video. She knelt in front of the blurred figure. “I want you to remove my pants ... Come on strip me.” Her hands went up and undid the pants in front of her and pulled them along with the boy’s briefs. Not one foot from her unfocused eyes was a five-inch hard cock. She didn’t look at it but her eyes were pointed in that direction. “I think you need a face fucking for that smart mouth of yours.” A hand came out of the blurred section to hold the prick on Julie’s luscious-looking lips, while the other hand pulled her head forward. The hard prick had nowhere else to go but into her mouth. “Now suck.” Came the altered demand.

After a couple of strokes of the guy’s hips, Julie’s head moved in rhythm with the thrust. You could tell in the video Julie had begun truly giving the guy a blowjob. Steve figured it was a natural reaction to the situation, she had been told to suck the guy. This show went on for a couple of minutes. The slurping of Julie on the meat pole could be heard clearly, as could the groans of the guy she was slurping on. The guy pulled out of the drug-induced vacuous girl, not waiting to give her orders tossed her face down on the bed. The blur ripped the underwear on the girl off, displaying the fine orbs of her ass. As if he knew the camera was there he spread her legs far apart showing off her cunt. The application of the blurs mouth earlier to Julie’s nipples had her body respond with a slight bit of lubrication. This lubrication shined and glistened for the camera.

“I’m going to enjoy telling that little shit you go out with I was here...” and with that word he rammed his already lined up cock in her cunt until his balls smacked her labia. He groaned the final word, “First.” A slight wine came from the girl under him as she wasn’t lubricated enough for even his average dick. On the screen, the guys in the room could see the blur start hammering away at Julie’s cunt. While in the middle of his stroking, the playback showed Susan walking into the room.

Bryan while wanting to see what had happened didn’t need to see every stroke into his sister’s cunt. He spoke up, “You think we could see this in double or triple time? I really don’t need the commentary from the scum that participated.”

Steve knew what he meant and put the video fast forward with viewing. The video was sped up. The guys sitting around the screen watched one after another guy fuck Julie or Susan in just a few seconds, just to be replaced by another. They witnessed the slapping of the girl’s breast and Susan’s pussy. Steve remained calm watching his girlfriend get screwed by a countless number of guys and blow about half that number. He knew he’d just about every name of the blurs that banged the unwitting girls. Bryan, on the other hand, squirmed in his seat, uncomfortable watching his lover getting screwed in every way imaginable. And, her pumping other cocks with her mouth or hands. But he was also turned on, seeing she could be such a sexual being though not of her own accord or so he thought.

Julie came down the stairs and saw the guys huddled around the TV. She was about to ask what they were watching when she saw herself on the screen. She couldn’t believe the guys she trusted were watching her fuck and suck so many other guys. She froze and watched as she and Susan were rolled together. She was shocked by what she saw. She was diving into her best friends cum filled pussy and eating it up.

She couldn’t believe she’d done that, or that Susan was doing it to her. How could that happen? She wasn’t a lesbian, despite all the times unsuccessful dates called her that after failing at getting into her pants. She suddenly felt alone as she watched herself lick and suck her friend’s slippery labia into her mouth. Julie couldn’t face Susan after visual proof of violating her, or Steve now that he’d seen her ridden by so many different schoolmates.

She screamed and ran up the stairs, though she couldn’t go to her room, for Susan was there so she went to her parent’s room to cry. Steve began getting up to go after her when Stew wrapped his hand around his brother’s strong arm. Though Steve tried wrenching it free of the grasp, saying “Let go damn it, I have to go to her.”

Stew didn’t let go, “No you don’t. Let Amanda calm her down. She is going to need some time with just the girls. Amanda is your best bet right now, you’d just fuck it up.”

“Thanks for the confidence.” Steve finally ripped his arm free but stayed where he was.

“Stew is right. Amanda is a miracle worker.” Vince said. He’d been the benefactor of much of that work.

“Fine” Steve said and turned the TV off as Stew came into the picture.

The five girls in Julie’s room heard the piercing scream from downstairs and the running of someone up the stairs. A loud slam of a door told them the room was at the end of the hall. The five walked the length of the hall to the closed door. Susan said to herself, “Damn, I wish I had one of these.” She turned the knob and opened the door to the sounds of Julie’s sobs. Susan saw the source of the painful sounds. On the bed, her friend was lying on her stomach with her face buried in a pillow.

Susan sat on the bed and put her hand on the heaving back of her friend. “What is wrong, sweetie?”

“Go away, I’m no good,” was her wracked reply.

“You’re not no good. Why would you say that?” Susan reassured.

“I saw what I did to you. What I did with so many guys.” Came muffled from the pillow.

Susan knew what Julie was upset about. She too had had those feelings about sucking on her friend’s cunt while feeding Julie her own. But for Susan, more upsetting was she enjoyed it. Feeling beyond guilty, she continued her charade, “What did you do to me that was so bad?”

“I had sex with you.” She continued.

“You didn’t know what you were doing.” Susan consoled.

“It doesn’t matter...”Julie began.

Amanda interrupted Julie, “why?”

“Because I’m not a lesbian, and they turned me into one.”

“Do you think I’m a lesbian?” Amanda asked.

“No, you love Stew.” She said turning to finally face everyone.

“Then explain this,” Amanda said. She walked over to Stacy. With a subtle nod, Stacy let her know it was OK. Amanda put her lips on Stacy’s lightly, then with intensity. Their tongues played together, both in and out of their connected lips. One of Amanda’s hands secured Stacy’s head and lips to hers. Amanda slid the other one up Stacy’s shirt and massaged her left bra-covered nipple. Julie was shocked at the display before her. The other girls in the room stood mesmerized. Their friends were making out before them.

The two girls broke their kiss, Amanda’s hand still played with Stacy’s hard nipple a little longer, making sure the others saw. Julie said, “I don’t understand. What about Stew?”

“What about him. I love him. And if he asked me not to have sex with Stacy, I would. And she’d understand. But he and Vince don’t know and I’d prefer keeping it that way. So we’re trusting all of you with a secret. There are just times when we know what the other one needs, and it’s not something the boys can always deliver. They’re not women and there are some things only another woman can understand”. Amanda explained.

“So your relation just went to a new place. You don’t have to be like us, but if you decide to, there is nothing wrong with it. Amanda and I love each other just in a different context.” Stacy added. “Now will you take your hand off my tit? I think you’re making the other girls uncomfortable,” she said to Amanda.

“I guess if we let those boys that told us to have sex, come between us, we let them hurt us all over,” Susan said. She leaned down and kissed Julie’s cheek. “I love you, and don’t blame you.” Thinking the whole time, “I blame me. You would to if you knew what I did.”

Julie jumped up and wrapped her arms around Susan’s neck, “I was worried I’d lose you too.” She kissed Susan on the lips. Susan wanted to cry, she was the one that was no good. She should be the one walked out on not the other way around. She buried the self-loathing, not wanting to drag Julie further down. She needed to be strong for her friend, she had hurt so badly.

“You’re not going to lose me, or Steve,” Susan commented when her lips left Julie’s. She would’ve reattached her lips to the soft lush lips that had just electrified hers, but she didn’t want to frighten Julie.

“Good.” Julie once again kissed her friend. Her lips lingered on Susan’s determining if Susan would pull back. When the moist flesh of the lips she was monitoring stayed and returned her actions. Julie moved, capturing the upper lip of her friend lightly between hers. She brushed the tip of her tongue over the captured lips. Her hands moved up the back of the blonde head running her fingers through the soft hair, keeping the object of her affection close. Susan returned the touch on her lips, by caressing the lower capturing lip with her wetted tongue tip. Susan too brought her hands to the blonde hair mixing with hers gently holding and reassuring the tentative potential lover.

Amanda watched the blondes connect in a new way, she was sure it would progress and be healing if the rest of them left. “Come on girls we should let these two alone.”

Missy’s eyes welled up with tears at the sight of the two girls. “I wish I had a friend that loved me like that. Someone that cared for me that much and wasn’t afraid of showing it.” Susan heard Missy’s statement and again felt like she would cry, not being worthy of her friend’s love.

Amanda put her arm around the big girl, “One day you, will but until then.” Amanda surprised the girl by kissing her. And Missy surprised her right back by not recoiling but engaging Amanda.

Breaking the kiss Missy said, “Thank you I needed someone to let me know I’m still desirable.”

“Oh you are,” Amanda assured her. “But today is not the day to show you. We need to go.” She hurried Karen, Missy, and Stacy out leaving the two girls engrossed in each other on the bed.

With the other girls out of the room, the two that remained were oblivious the others had left. Susan’s lips moved slightly to the right exploring the warm soft lips on hers. She had already eaten her friend’s cunt once before, without the possibility of rejection. This was different. She had a pang of guilt she hadn’t felt that night. Her excitement was tempered by it and her nervousness she felt making out with Julie. She cracked her lips apart enough to entice Julie into exploring her mouth. Julie didn’t disappoint her, a sweet-tasting tongue grazed over Susan’s palate. The hands holding her head pressed them together tighter, as her partner moaned into her mouth. Their saliva washed back and forth between them, each savoring the flavor of the other. Susan’s tongue began dancing with Julie’s as she waited, content just making out with the friend she loved, and hurt. She put the guilt away one more time knowing Julie need her to just love her. But it was for Julie to make the next move; getting them from first base to the rest of them.

A tentative hand nervously went to the silky smooth skin in the small of Susan’s back. The shaky hand stroked across the warm flesh under Susan’s shirt, unsure of what it was doing. Susan’s skin tingled everywhere her skin was brushed, eliciting a moan from her into Julie’s mouth. Their lips stayed locked, sharing breaths and moans as Julie gained confidence in herself with another girl. Julie’s hand explored up further on the back, bringing her other hand to join the first under the shirt. She trusted the hands on the back of her head would keep their lips together. With both hands on her back, Susan was pulled tight warming the body moaning into her mouth.

Their still battered breast pressed together separated by their clothes. Excitement had the nipples separated by those millimeters feeling as if there were miles between them. Susan felt it in other ways but struggled to put it aside for the rest of the time she was there to love and be loved by Julie. The girls’ hard raised nipples felt their counterpart crush them. Susan longed to strip naked Julie and herself, but she was letting Julie set the pace. Julie’s trepidation was gone and the craving for Susan’s warm flesh pressed to her grew. She raised up on Susan’s shirt. Susan feeling the shirt covering her being raised broke her kiss. Sanctioning Julie’s actions, she had the garment pass over her head.

Susan looked deeply into the brilliant blue eyes across from her. She asked the question Bryan had asked of her their first time, “Are you sure?” It was a shorthand question for permission to remove the clothes of her virtual twin.

“Yes, I love you, and I’m sure you love me. It’s time to act on it.” Julie said gazing back at the green eyes of her female lover. She was panting with anticipation of Susan’s body pressing to hers. She raised her arms endorsing her shirt’s removal. Once her shirt was discarded, Julie again wrapped her arms around Susan’s torso. With their flat taut stomachs pressed together, their lips found each other again. Their tongues danced to the music of the moans they emitted.

Having been pulled together again Susan’s fingers ran through the golden locks they had left earlier. Her intensity manifested in mashing her lips demandingly into Julie’s. Julie met Susan’s demand and matched it with her own. Her embrace kept their bodies in contact heating up where the nubile skin touched. They caressed each other where their bras didn’t block them. The pleasure sated their lust for the other for only a short while.

Their bras became a hindrance to realizing the full pleasure of their torso’s contact. Julie undid Susan’s and pulled it away from her body, exposing her discolored breast. Susan did the same for Julie removing the article that held her still sore and battered breast. It was the first time Susan had seen up close the full abuse her friend’s breast had taken, at her expense.

Feeling responsible for causing the blotched breast temporarily pushed her lust aside. It was with loving care and a feeling of repentance, she bent down kissing the hurt areas of the breast. Working her way around the left breast she kissed the purple and black areas over and over as Julie ran her fingers through Susan’s hair directing her. The caring and longing at healing her friend’s wounds, faded as her caressing of the pert globes continued. Gradually the heat of lust returned to Susan, much to Julie’s delight. She began licking and lightly teasing the hard nipples on Julie’s tits.

Julie kept Susan captive over her left tit. Susan didn’t mind as she had full access to the hard nub she was orally pleasuring. Julie’s panting was radiated to Susan’s tongue and lips via her breast. The erotic feeling of the heaving breast and hardened nipple had Susan’s juices flowing. She ignored her own needs for stimulation of her sex, focusing on gratifying Julie’s needs. Julie arched feeding Susan’s waiting mouth her aching nipples. Susan’s warm tongue and saliva acted as a healing elixir for the battered nubs. When imprisoned within Susan’s oral cavity, her areolas were awash in the healing elixir. They didn’t feel sore but excited and alive with a desire for more stimulation.

Susan provided the stimulation Julie longed for. Her tongue tip traced the outer edge of areolas as they remained in her mouth. Julie’s moans increased as she pressed her tit further into Susan’s glorious mouth. Pulling Susan tighter onto her fleshy mammary, Julie’s breast stretched Susan’s mouth. Susan gingerly stroked the breast not being willingly forced into her mouth. She caressed the pickled flesh hard nipple in the way she loved having hers manipulated. The effects were evident as Julie rolled them flat on the bed, with her body pressing down on Susan’s. Her wet crotch had soaked through, dabbing Susan’s thigh with the hot fluid meant to lubricate her pussy for a hard cock.