A/N - Hey my like-minded friends who love to read things of incestual, sexual, lesbianual nature... It is strangely alluring, is it not? Apologies for the huge delay in continuing these chapters, life gets in the way of the fun stuff sometimes. But for now, I am back in the game.
More fun stuff coming your way, stay tuned.
Enjoy.
-My Twin Sister is into Girls-
Gobsmacked.
Carly stood at the bedroom door absolutely gobsmacked. For those of you playing at home, a perfect way to describe the feeling that Carly was currently experiencing was seeing Sam, a blonde haired fiesty girl who happened to be her best friend, masturbating in a way that Carly hadn't seen before.
Not that she purposely went around barging into bedrooms to observe people masturbating. That would be weird.
So, the girl was smacked, in the gob. Sam was in the middle of pleasuring herself and didn't notice the pretty brunette girl standing there until she threw her head back and glimpsed a sight of her.
"Carly!" Sam shouts, immediately stopping what she was doing. "What the f-"
"Have I ever told you how sexy you are?" Carly said, in a low seductive kind of way. Her news could wait, the girl needed some release of sexual tension.
"Huh? No..." Sam replies, unsure of where this was going. "Shay what are you-"
Carly slowly climbs onto the bed, where Sam is sitting half-naked and bewildered, and crawls over to the blonde like a lion stalking its prey. Which was rich because it would often be Sam the lion stalking Carly the prey... Nonetheless... Sam watches the girl as she leans over to kiss her, but then stops and leans down to suck her pussy instead.
"Mmm, salty like you," mumurs Carly, mouth full of cum from Sam's masturbation sequence earlier.
"Ooh, Carly," groans Sam, laying back and spreading her legs, inviting the girl further inside.
The blonde looks down and sees Carly's tongue dip inside and out of her, and bites her lip at the sensation. When did Shay get so darn irresistible, thought Sam. She watched her best friend stroke her own pussy and moan against Sam's clit, slightly vibrating against it.
"Allow me," hissed Sam, sitting up and sliding on top of the girl's face, rubbing against it quickly.
Then she pulled up Carly's skirt and pulled her panties down her legs. She inserted one finger inside of Carly, wriggling it around in a teasing kind of way. Another finger was added, and the another so that three of her fingers pushed in and out, fucking Carly hard and fast and made her squirm in delight.
"Ohh fuck, Sam," moaned Carly.
"Yeah, you like that, don't you," Sam whispered, keeping up the pace and every so often bent down and licked her clit gently.
"Mmmm..." she nods, tongue still deep inside her best friend.
The two of them licked, fucked, sucked and fucked until they climaxed, one after the other. Carly went first and Sam followed after. They lay beside one other, almost out of breath. Carly had completely forgotten why she had come (haha, cum) here in the first place. It wasn't to have sex with Sam, although that part was bliss.
Sam looked at Carly. Carly looked at Sam. The moment of bliss between them had not yet subsided. The both of them slowly leaned over, closer to one another, closed their eyes and ...
Melanie and Marcy were lip-locked, as they rolled around on top of Marcy's bed.
"I love you," whispered Marcy, playing with Melanie's golden locks that were messily hanging around her face.
"I love... sex with you," replied Melanie, looking away. "But I love Sam."
Marcy bit her lip and studied the girl closely, observing how sad she looked. But she didn't regret what they had just done... right? Melanie was one of the cutest, sexual beings that she had ever met. And she never wanted to let her go. Sam or no Sam. Melanie was staying with her, forever.
"Marry me," blurts out Marcy, suddenly.
"W-what?" Melanie was... gobsmacked.
"Marry me, and stay with me, forever. Forget your sister, you couldn't possibly marry her anyway, society frowns upon it."
This made the girl frown. It was something that she'd thought about, yes, but she pushed it to the back of her mind. As Sam had told her... "Who the fuck cares what some stuffy people from society think?" and she was absolutely right. How could she possibly give up on her sister for this woman?
"Forget Sam?"
The thought swirled around in her mind.
How could she forget the love of her life? The woman whom she had grown up with, fell in love with on that stormy night when the power outage had struck their house? The girl who gave her happiness in more ways than one? The sex with Sam was too amazing to forget... The sexual power that Sam gave her when in the middle of anything was overwhelmingly gracious. Oh Sam, I have been a stupid girl. Again, thought Melanie.
"So forget her and marry me instead."
"No," said Melanie, quietly.
"What did you say?"
"No! I can never forget Sam!"
Melanie sat bolt upright and slid away from Marcy, who was reaching out for a loving hug. The girl cringed and pulled away, searching frantically for her clothes that had been haphazardly thrown here, there and everywhere. She pulled her panties and bra back on, ignoring protests from the woman sitting on the side of the bed. She had overstepped the cheating line...
What had she done?
Sam pulled Carly's face to hers closely and pressed their lips together in a moment of girl on girl lip smacking. They were kissing. They were liking it. They couldn't stop themselves. It was like a drug...
The girls kissed for what seemed like an entire thirty minutes - and perhaps it was.
Then the blonde pulled away carefully and held Carly's hands. The sweet, widened brown eyes warmed her heart and she felt herself falling for her best friend. And yet, she knew that it was overstepping the cheating line. How could she do this to poor, sweet, innocent Melanie? The girl whom she had so much desire, lust and love for. The girl that she was marrying in a couple of weeks or so!
For crying out loud! What was wrong with her?
"I'm sorry, Carls," whispered Sam, looking away in despair. "I don't know what I was thinking."
"I wasn't thinking either," replied Carly, putting a hand on Sam's arm and smiling. "And I should probably go now."
Sam nodded and watched the girl dress herself and leave the bedroom. Carly blew her a kiss before closing the door. Sam collapsed onto the bed feeling like a lousy person. She decided then and there to not tell Melanie about this, she couldn't bear to hurt her sister like that.
It was probably about time to prepare some dinner, especially since Mel would be back fairly soon, or so she said earlier.
"That was Brenda at the door," said Melanie, rushing around to find some clothes. "I have to go and help her with a college paper that's due tomorrow."
"You don't go to college," replied Sam, lazily.
"I'm part of the Alumni College Team, the ACT for short. We help first years with assignments and things."
It seemed plausible enough to Sam, who remembered shrugging and closing her eyes pretending that she was going to have a nap. But she never intended to have a nap, not even a power nap...
Making her way into the kitchen, she peered into the fridge and noticed that they had no food. She wondered if Melanie was going to pick up groceries on her way home.
"Pizza it is," Sam said out loud, picking up the phone and ordering their dinner.
