Strange things that make you see your real Lovers: Chapter Three
"Hey Anna," Peyton welcomed their guest with some nervousness.
Brooke's eyes darted from Anna, to Peyton, then back to Anna, then Peyton again. She was speechless… what were they going to say?
"So did you know your webcam was on?" Anna asked casually. Too casually.
But she asked the question because neither girl seemed to take notice of what she first said; probably from the shock of just hearing another voice.
Anna pointed over to Peyton's laptop and the built-in webcam that was set up as if perfectly positioned for moments like this.
Peyton quickly jumped off the bed and ran over to her laptop, covering her boobs as best she could with her arms.
"They've already seen a lot more of you two than just those," Anna remarked as Peyton snapped shut her laptop and the webcast transmission was cut.
Please let no-one be watching… please let no-one be watching.
Brooke scrambled over to the bottom of the bed and grabbed the quilt, covering her body up.
Sure, she had just been sexual with Peyton, but they had been friends forever, and she barely even knew Anna.
Plus Anna was acting so normal it was creepy.
"School's going to be a lot different tomorrow," Anna snickered.
How many people from Tree Hill would have been tuning into that? Oh God! It was going to spread like wildfire, regardless.
Could this get any worse? School was going to be hell now! Everyone would know…
"Felix was watching. And he said 'I told you Peyton was a lesbian.'" Anna smiled. "You know how many guys just came all over their monitors?"
As if it wasn't bad enough, Anna had to do commentary!
"Oh -- and girls too, don't worry." Anna rubbed down between her legs. "I'm still damp," she giggled a bit.
Anna definitely wasn't shy... about any of it.
Peyton walked back over to her bed and sat down; her and Brooke giving semi-evil eyes to Anna.
None of this was Anna's fault – although her kiss provoked Peyton's thoughts and made her act – but the girls were rather pissed off with all the unnecessary little comments Anna was making.
"I love that you were calling my name, Peyton," Anna told her.
"I was just messing with Brooke," Peyton replied weakly.
She thought that was the truth – after all, she knew Brooke a lot better and loved her more as a friend than she did Anna - but was she lying to herself?
"Okay," Anna snickered; "If that's your story."
"Yes, that is my story," Peyton said firmly, now with some authority. "And why are Miss Confident all of a sudden?" she snarled.
"Because I'm going to join you two," Anna returned simply.
"No way. This isn't some lesbian-fest… me and Brooke just love one another."
Brooke fired a look Peyton's way. She thought she made it clear before there was to be nothing romantic about this.
"As friends," Peyton added, sensing Brooke's thoughts.
"Okay, how about you let me in, or I tell the whole school."
"They'll already know," Peyton said, again weakening. Thinking about what she said was upsetting. It was inevitable…and she was conceding the fact. "It'll spread anyway."
"How 'bout I tell you it never was on your webcast, and I just had this little camera here watching all to myself," Anna said.
She pulled a little camera off the wall next to the doorway. It couldn't have been more than an inch wide, and neither Brooke nor Peyton had noticed it.
"You've been spying on me?" Peyton squealed.
"At first it was just for me," Anna said with a little giggle. "A couple times late at night when you'd masturbate, I was having my orgasm with you. Oh, and by the way, Brooke; she moans your name when she does it sometimes… so don't act like your feelings with Brooke are all new, Peyton."
Anna took a few steps inside the room, and the two girls watched her intently.
"You didn't even check your laptop did you?"
It was never even recording. But Anna had done some recording of her own.
"So are you gonna let me in or do I have to show the whole school the little movie on my computer?"
"Just get your clothes off and hurry up," Peyton told her.
As Anna took off her shirt and bra, Brooke watched on.
"I love your skin color," Brooke told her; "…by the way." She felt a bit embarrassed saying it, but even as a 'half-friend' she should have said it before.
"Thanks," Anna cupped her breasts; "You like these too?" she asked Brooke, knowing the way she was looking at them answered that question for her.
Peyton slid off her jeans and g-string – the only clothing she had left – and patted the bed for Anna to come on.
"We'll help you with the jeans," Peyton gave Anna a smile.
The Spanish girl sat down on the spare spot – all three girls were so close to one another now, and Anna's eyes switched back and forth between Brooke and Peyton and every part of their body.
Brooke sat up, playfully pushing Anna down until she lay flat on the bed, then Peyton joined.
Peyton felt Anna's stomach and breasts as Brooke unzipped her jeans.
She shuffled them off the Latina then chucked them away and got right into it.
"I'm glad you're blackmailing us," Peyton whispered as she made her way up and kissed Anna's neck.
"Mmm… me too," Brooke moaned with an excited squeal. "It's such a turn on."
"Give me that hairbrush Peyton fucked you with and I'll be really happy," Anna smiled.
The girls giggled and blushed as Peyton reached over and grabbed her hair brush.
Anna swiped it from her and immediately stuck it in her mouth, staring Brooke right in the eyes.
She knew it had just been deep inside of Brooke. And Brooke loved the look she was getting.
"This tastes sooo good," Anna said, taking a break from deepthroating Peyton's new fuck toy.
"You know that was in Brooke's ass, right?" Peyton smiled, on the verge of laughing.
"I know," Anna looked dead serious; "That's why it tastes so yummy," she said soothingly.
Peyton's body shivered at Anna's tone and she just wanted to have the some part of her and the girl connecting right then.
Brooke rubbed Anna's camel toe through her g-string until then; going that next step also because of the Latina's words.
Brooke yanked the g-string down a foot before letting herself take in the aroma of her cunt.
"Do you mind if I, erm... sit on you?" Peyton asked Anna; regretting it as the question sounded stupid.
"Sure," Anna gave out a little horny laugh as she welcomed Peyton's thinking.
Peyton got up onto her knees, shuffling up to Anna's thighs, before shuffling her right leg over her body.
She then made her way up to Anna's face; watching her pussy as it got closer and closer to Anna's awaiting tongue.
"Hey, P Sawyer," Brooke called out to her just then. "Turn around."
"Why?" Peyton asked.
She wasn't very happy that Brooke had just postponed her first touch from a girl down there.
"Just turn around and face me," Brooke explained; "69."
Good idea. Peyton could have her cake licking the fuck out of her and eat the fuck out her cake, too…
The atmosphere of the room was electric. All three girls were so giddy, covered in goosebumps as their areoles and pussies were as horny as could get.
As Peyton re-positioned, Brooke teased Anna; rubbing and flicking her clit - with the occasional nibble.
Peyton lay down across Anna's body as her cunt met Anna's lips and was immediately jolted.
God damn. Even Anna's sweat smelt amazing; she was gonna taste incredible down there.
Peyton made little whimpers all the way down to Anna's cunt, where she was welcomed with Brooke's warm breath.
"Nice, isn't it?" Brooke said innocently to Peyton as she rubbed around Anna's clit then in between; drenching her finger in cum.
As Brooke drew her finger out, she served it up to her friend, and Peyton made no hesitations before sucking the whole finger clean.
Both girls then started to tenderize Anna some more, before taking their first licks and letting their exuberant sounds do the talking.
Back at the other end, Anna was licking away as best she could. She wanted to hear Peyton call out her name like she did with just Brooke; and this time, make the screams real.
But it wasn't working. Anna needed to add something… and her fingers probably still wouldn't do the trick.
With nothing in her eyesight but Peyton's ass (which Anna wished wasn't so perfect because it was making her all the more frustrated at this point), she blindly felt around the bed with her hands.
But nothing. She couldn't get that damn hair brush…
"Don't you have any dildos?" Anna asked.
Peyton laughed, shaking her head as she got off Anna for a second and reached over the bed.
She opened her bedside table's drawer and grabbed out a dildo… then two… then three… then four.
Brooke's jaw dropped and her pussy beckoned for attention as she and Anna watched their blonde friend take out dildo after dildo.
"How many are there?" Brooke asked.
"Six," Peyton told them, still smiling as the girls looked on in intrigue.
"How many do you use at a time, girl?" Brooke laughed.
"Six," Peyton said as she held all six up. "Two for each hole."
"No wander your ass isn't tight," Anna said.
"Ah, so you haven't seen her masturbate?" Brooke said to Anna.
If Anna had seen Peyton masturbating through that little camera, she should have known how Peyton's ass "isn't tight," right?
"Actually, they're for special occasions," Peyton explained; "I haven't done it for a while."
"Special occasions like what?" Brooke asked.
"Specials occasions like when my best friend's sunbathing with me in her skimpy little bikini on her parents' boat, then she strips off and we swim naked together," Peyton said with a smirk.
"You two swum naked together?" Anna asked.
This was just after Lucas had left and Brooke and Peyton were mending their relationship.
"Well it was more just splashing around… and to kinda tease any guys on other boats," Brooke chuckled gleefully. "But I guess some of the girls were loving it too, huh?" she looked up at Peyton with a devilish grin.
"I came home and fucked these dildos so hard that day," Peyton smiled sweetly.
"Hey… What about me?" Anna asked as the two girls crawled toward one another on the bed.
"Here," Peyton said, chucking all the dildos down to Anna as she held eyes with Brooke.
"You can watch," Brooke commented to Anna as she too kept her eyes on her best friend. "And this, Peyton, no ass fucking," Brooke told her, trying to stay stern – as that hair brush hurt like nothing ever before and she really didn't want to go back to that kind of thing – but trying hard to keep the horny smirk off her face.
"As long as I have your ass and the rest of your body, the only other thing I need is your heart," Peyton smiled.
Anna got cracking and picked up a couple of the dildos. She shoved the thickest one straight into her cunt, thinking about how the two girls were drooling over it just a minute ago.
She wished she'd never asked Peyton about the dildos, but at the same time it felt good being filled like she was.
Her eyes closed as she lay down in bliss, little moans escaping as let her hand control the pumping.
Meanwhile, Peyton and Brooke had connected their bodies and just held one another's hips there for a good few seconds.
They looked into each other's eyes. The kind of look you get when you're in love.
And although Brooke had refused to have that kind of relationship; Peyton had been too sweet, and way too sexy for Brooke to resist.
At that point, Brooke didn't care about fucking her friend, or having her friend fuck her.
She just wanted Peyton in a romantic way… at least for today.