Chapter 3

Dina and Sherry had been driving for several hours, first on the highway, and now on back roads through what seemed to be the middle of nowhere. As the silver Lexus's gas meter approached empty, they pulled into the parking lot for a seedy looking motel. Luckily the 'o' in 'motel' was still flashing neon red, or they wouldn't have seen the place at all. Sherry shut the headlights off, but kept the car running. They were still naked, and the heat had been engulfing their nude bodies in warmth, so much so that Dina had hardly noticed her lack of clothes. She thought about how she had been naked a lot more than not lately anyways.

They had barely talked during the drive. Sherry had cried a lot and Dina tried to comfort her, telling her that she stabbed her brother in self defense. It had only made her cry more. When they parked the car in front of the motel's office, Sherry forced herself to regained her composure. She turned to Dina.

"Okay listen," she said, a new resolve forming in her demeanor, "You're going to do as I say from now on. We can't go back... there. For a long time. Maybe never." The gravity of the situation was starting to sink in to Dina's inexperienced mind. They weren't just escaping potential murder charges, they were escaping their previous lives, reinventing their identities.

"Maybe he's okay..." Dina ventured.

"It doesn't matter," Sherry interrupted, "We can't go back, and we need to make some money."

"But how... ?"

"For now we need to just get a room, and get some sleep."

It was dark except for the light coming from the window near a door with a lighted sign above it that said, "office."

Sherry opened the car's center console and pulled some wads of cash that she kept stashed there for emergencies. Normally emergencies to Sherry meant that she forgot her credit card stocked purse at home when she was shopping at the mall. It looked like a lot of money to Dina, but Sherry disagreed.

"This won't last long. I know how we're going to make some fast money, but first we need a room. Go to the office and get us a room." Sherry handed Dina some money.

"But... I'm naked!"

"We need a room Dina, it's your fault that things got so fucked up, now get us a room!"

"But," Dina started to cry, "Don't you have anything... to wear?"

Sherry reached behind and grabbed a sweatshirt that was on the floor in the back of the Lexus. "This is all I have." Dina pulled the sweatshirt over her head. While sitting, it came to just above her bush. She looked at Sherry balefully.

"We left in a hurry Dina, we'll worry about getting new clothes tomorrow. Now go!"

Dina got out and shut the car door. Sherry was right. It was all her fault that they were in this mess and she had to start taking responsibility. Sherry had saved her life that day, possibly sacrificing her own brother in the process, even if it was an accident.

Sherry turned on her fog lights. By their dim light, she watched Dina walk gingerly to the motel room door, holding the sweatshirt down over her ass, yet her crack was still visible. Watching Dina trying to cover herself solidified an idea that Sherry had been formulating during the drive. 'I know exactly how we're going to make money, and Dina is going to do all the work, ' she thought.

She started thinking about how they had met as children. They used to live across from each other, and had fast become best friends after meeting. Dina's family had a pool, and Sherry would come over to go swimming with Dina. One June afternoon when Sherry was eleven and Dina was nine, they were upstairs in Dina's bedroom changing. It was the first time they were going to go swimming that year. As they got undressed, Sherry was pleasantly surprised to see that Dina's chest was beginning to develop. They were only round bumps but her nipples and areolas were clearly defined now. At eleven Sherry chest was only slightly larger. When their bottoms came off, Sherry could see that they both had fresh tufts of pubic hair. It seemed as though both girls, although two years apart, were experiencing puberty simultaneously.

Sherry had always had boys on her mind for as long as she could remember. But now she felt an unexpected longing for another girl. Dina caught Sherry staring at her body. To break the tension Sherry lunged at Dina, wrestling her down to the floor. Both girls giggled and rolled around naked on top of each other. After a few minutes they stopped, sitting the floor facing each other, their lithe young bodies heaving gently as they breathed. Dina's untanned white skin was randomly marked with harmless red blotches from all the fooling around.

"Let me see it," Dina said, looking down at Sherry's closed legs. Apparently she had been curious about Sherry's recent hormonal developments as well. All the naked physical contact had given Sherry a familiar feeling of arousal that she had felt only in the last year or so. Her pussy was wet, and she felt a surge of exhibitionism when she spread her legs for Dina's curious gaze. "Can I touch it?" Dina asked, and Sherry nodded, entranced by her friend's willingness to experiment.

Dina pressed her finger against Sherry's wetness, and the older girl's body was instantly electrified. Having never tried masturbation, she had never felt anything like Dina's finger rubbing slowly up and down her friend's wet slit. "Stick it in," Sherry suggested. The younger girl's face turned red, and feelings of guilt and wrongness started to fill her, but she complied. Sherry seemed to like it when Dina moved her finger in and out of her tight hole, so she did it faster, wanting to please Sherry, but not fully understanding why or how.

Sherry was starting to breath faster which was making her friend feel increasingly uncomfortable. She pulled her wet finger out and for several awkward seconds both girls stared at each other, unsure of what had just happened, or what to do next. Finally they stood up together. This time Dina broke the tension by kissing Sherry on the lips, a kiss that Sherry would never forget. Then Dina started putting on her bathing suit and with a smile, Sherry did the same. They went swimming and never talked about the experience again. Sherry had figured that she had found her first love, maybe a girlfriend instead of a boyfriend, and that maybe the next day or the day after they would do it again, maybe go further. But that day never came, and as the days turned into weeks and then summer ended, Sherry's disappointment grew along with her blossoming desire for Dina. It's as if the nine year old had completely forgotten about it, and from that day on always had strict rules about changing in private around Sherry. The formative sexual encounter along with the kiss sparked an obsessive crush that Sherry would have on Dina for years.

By the end of the summer Sherry felt completely dejected, and had fantasized endlessly about her brief erotic interlude with Dina while masturbating. Even though it felt good to finger her young cunt, she didn't feel as though she was getting the most out of it. Years later she realized that what was missing was an orgasm. At the time she set out to look for a solution. One night in late august she found it.

The crack to her brother's room was open enough to see inside, but the only light was the soft glow from a computer monitor screen. Sherry could barely make out videos of two women doing something intimate. They were naked. Were they touching each other? Were they kissing? As if that wasn't surprising enough to an eleven year old girl, when she silently pushed the door open, she could see that her seventeen year old brother Stan was moving his arm frantically. She realized that he played with himself too.

"What are you watching?" she said.

He stopped his arm movements and turned around in a frenzy. "What the hell are you -" and then he lowered his voice, as their parents were downstairs, "- doing in here?" he almost whispered.

"It's okay, I don't mind," Sherry said quickly, and then she looked down. From where she was standing she could make out the shadow of Stan's hard penis, his hand still gripping it protectively. "I was curious, that's all," she said in an innocent little sister way.

Stan relaxed somewhat, and turned around in his seat to pull up his pants. Sherry wasn't about to let this unique opportunity slip away.

"Wait," she whispered dramatically. "I... I want to see it."

Stan turned around and Sherry could see by the light of the monitor screen an unfamiliar twinkle in his eyes. He stood up and let his pants drop again. His large erect cock formed a silhouette against the monitor screen. Sherry was fascinated. She decided to copy Dina's initiative. "Can I touch it?"

He paused, as if considering the consequences of what he was about to do. Then he said, "Come here."

Sherry walked over and tentatively put her hand gently around her older brother's hard penis. Realizing that she needed instruction, he proceeded to show her how to stroke it just right, so it felt good for him. By his command, she learned just how to get a man off. As he hissed, "Faster, faster!" she complied, until he shot streams of white sperm all over her shirt. She ran out, leaving him breathless and in a sexual daze.

But she only got scared temporarily. A few days later she returned, and they met in his room a regular basis, her stroking his dick until he came. Then one day he told her to take her clothes off. It had never occurred to her to do this in front of him, and their parents weren't home, so there was no need for extra security measures. She immediately felt like it was overdue. In a few seconds she was naked in front of him, with the lights in his room on. A look of sexual longing emerged on his face as his eyes burned holes in her naked body. He commanded her to get on the bed and told her to spread her legs.

What happened next wasn't quite the same as the story she had carelessly described to Dina about losing her virginity to her brother. He shoved his rock hard cock into his eleven year old sister's wet vagina and fucked her relentlessly, ignoring her moans in pain. Her pussy was wet, but it was tight and not used to allowing for a man's erect dick. It went on for several minutes and then he came inside her, moaning like he was experiencing an exorcism.

He got up and went into the bathroom to shower the blood off his cock. She lay there with a pained expression on her face, unable to cry. When she got up and walked slowly to her bedroom, she realized that this was the first time she was walking as a woman and not a little girl. She never looked back at the little girl, and carried herself as a fully sexual woman from that day on. She also never forgave her brother for what had happened, and actually became pregnant. Luckily her period eventually came, two weeks late, with a heavier discharge than usual. None of this meant that she wanted him dead, however.

Although she never got over it, she did get over the pain, and after a few months she started fucking her brother again. He wasn't any gentler, but she was more prepared, and he at least pulled out when he ejaculated.

By that fall, their family moved to a nicer part of town and into a ridiculously expensive house. Dina and Sherry's friendship remained strong, but they didn't see each other as often, and their personalities diverged completely. As the years grew on and Sherry's body caught up to her womanly mental state, Dina also blossomed into a beautiful young brunette with an hourglass figure to die for, sprouting gargantuan breasts that were the envy and desire of all who laid eyes on them. Sherry's unrequited feelings for Dina grew proportionally with their fully developed bodies. Many nights she would lie awake rubbing her clit, imagining what it would be like to run her hands along Dina's delicious looking body, to kiss her soft lips, to feel her kissing in return. She imagined inserting her tongue into Dina's mouth and finally tasting the object of her desire. How could Dina have ensnared her heart like that when they so young and then leave her hanging for so many years?

That afternoon after she had raped Dina with the strap-on and then kissed her when the other girls had left, she walked out of the locker room feeling like she had finally been with her lover. When she had tearfully told Dina that she loved Craig, she was really saying how much she loved Dina, and how jealous and betrayed she felt that the girl she was in love with had sex with someone else.

Sherry's current feelings for Dina were a complex web of love, hate, lust, and betrayal. She reflected on how the younger teen had not just "cheated" on her but that it had been with Sherry's boyfriend, fucking and sucking him, and then her own brother. Dina had no way of knowing that the masked rapist was Sherry's brother, but this finer point was buried under Sherry's overwhelming emotions. Then Dina had licked another girl's pussy before ever going down on Sherry. 'The girl has to suffer, ' she thought, 'and I know just how.'

Dina walked into the motel's office, desperately trying to keep the sweatshirt stretched over her bush and ass. She approached the desk where an older man with grey hair was sitting, watching a small TV. Unfortunately the desk was at chair level and afforded her no modesty. She cleared her throat. The man turned and looked at the tired yet sexy Dina, wearing only a sweatshirt and pulling it down to cover her privates. The girl's mammoth breasts protruded forth from her chest, perpetually threatening to pull the sweatshirt back up and reveal her thick bush. He smiled as she paid him cash for a room, not particularly concerned about ID while he gawked at her toned thighs. She kept one hand pulling the sweatshirt south of her bellybutton. He held out the key with one hand. Exasperated, she let go of the sweatshirt to take the key while her other hand held the money. Her tits bobbed up, pulling the sweatshirt up and revealing her thick bush. He took the money, she took the key, and then she ran out of the office while the gray haired man grinned at her bubbly ass cheeks.

When the two girls entered their motel room, Sherry turned to Dina and said, "I know how we can make some fast money." Dina sat on the bed, exhausted.

"OK, but I just want to go to bed first."

"Not yet you're not." Sherry dialed a phone number that was one of many on a piece of paper by the phone. She turned away from Dina and whispered into the phone. Then she hung up and walked towards the bathroom.

"When he comes in, you better do as he says," Sherry said sternly. Then she shut the bathroom door behind her and Dina heard the shower start.

Before Dina could react, the motel door unlocked, and the gray haired man walked in, peering around like a burglar. Then he saw Dina covering her lower regions with her hands on the bed, and he smiled and walked over. He removed his clothes as Dina tried pathetically to retreat by curling into a ball in the upper corner of the bed.

When he was naked he got on the bed and grabbed her arms. He wasn't a senior citizen, but he was older than Dina's dad. In spite of that, he was surprisingly virile, and a menacing expression washed over his face as she struggled in vain.

"You're cash isn't welcome here, girly. You're girlfriend said that you would do just fine as payment and I was inclined to agree."

"No!" Dina screamed. She had thought her days being used as a whore were behind her. But she knew that they had to save money somehow, and letting this old man get his jollies was the least she could do for her friend, considering what she had been through today.

She shut her eyes and spread her legs. But the old man had other ideas. "Take off your shirt and turn around," he said gruffly.

She slipped off the sweatshirt and revealed her full nudity. Then she turned around onto her belly and he quickly lifted her hips so her ass was up in the air and exposed. Then she felt a bony finger go into her asshole. Then two. He spat on her anus for lubrication. It didn't take long for her to figure out what was about to happen. Not since Sherry's blonde cheerleader friend had shoved a dildo up Dina's ass had she felt anything go up there. The old man pulled his fingers out and forced his hard cock painfully into Dina's anus. She moaned in pain as he deliberately thrust in and out. He reached forward and squeezed her pendulously swaying breasts, digging his fingers into her flesh and rolling her nipples like they were hand rolled cigarettes. He couldn't get over how nice her tits were as he harshly fondled them, and he grunted out an orgasm, spilling sticky cum deep into the fourteen year old's rectum.

He left and Dina lay there sobbing until Sherry came out of the bathroom. Before the freshly raped girl could complain Sherry explained that they needed Dina to sell her body in order to make money. She was too tired to argue. Instead she realized that at the very least she owed Sherry that request, and that she would try her best to go along with it. They fell asleep on the bed together, snuggling their naked bodies together for warmth. Pain still lingered in Dina's ass. As she drifted off to sleep, she decided that she needed to get used to that kind of pain, or any kind of pain that future sexual encounters might bring.

The next morning bright light streamed in through the window and Dina awoke. Sherry had been up for a while and had just pulled the window blinds to the side. She was wearing white sweatpants and a matching zippered top. She threw a light blue version of the same outfit onto the bed.

"Put those on, we have to go," she said simply.