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Sitting at her desk, Riley’s eyes glazed over as she stared at her notebook. She sighed and dropped her highlighter, rubbing her eyes. She’d been unsure what to do with herself after she finished college the first time, and so had applied for a graduate program in biology, a decision she was never sure if she regretted or not. Although she really loved biology, she also felt like it was killing her slowly. She wished she had something more fun to do.
“Riley~” a sing-song voice came from the doorway to Riley’s room. Startled, Riley jerked upwards as the door swung open with force, hitting the doorstop on the adjacent wall with a sharp twang.
Riley’s twin sister, Priscilla, stood just inside the doorway, with flushed cheeks and a huge grin. Her hair, dirty blonde, was lighter in color than Riley’s brown, and much longer. It flowed down to her waist, while Riley’s was a mid-length boys’ cut, though both twins shared the same thick waves. They also shared the same tan skin and dark eyes with a round shape that made Riley look like she was always kind of sad. They both had chubby faces, double chins, and a heavy-set build, though Priscilla liked to show off her body much more than Riley did. Today she wore an orange crop top dotted with small hearts, emphasizing her large chest and exposing her stomach, which rested atop a pair of low-waisted jeans that hugged her hips tightly. In other words, despite looking nearly identical, Priscilla was the opposite of Riley in every way.
“Priscilla!” Riley said back, blushing in response to her sister’s enthusiasm. “You can’t just barge in like that!”
“Why not?” Priscilla said with a pout.
“I’m in the middle of studying,” Riley said, motioning to her notebook.
Priscilla’s eyes sparkled, and her eyelids lowered. She smiled mischievously. “Is that your way of saying I was interrupting something private?”
“What? Ah- Gah!” Riley’s already-red face turned even redder. “Priscilla! Don’t—!”
Priscilla giggled. “I’m teasing you! Oh, but it wouldn’t matter even if I did, right? We’re sisters.”
“Just…knock next time, ok?” Riley said, ducking her head. She didn’t really want to think about what Priscilla was talking about.
Priscilla pouted again. Her bottom lip was shiny, and her eyelashes long and dark with mascara. She looked all done up, which meant she’d probably just gotten back from…something. Going somewhere, doing something with her friends. Riley didn’t really know. “Ooooooooo-kay. I will.”
Riley looked aside, then back at her sister, who was still lurking in the doorway. “So…um…did you want something?”
“Oh, right! Me and my friends are going to a party this Friday! You should, like, totally come with us!”
Riley clasped her hands and ran her thumb up and down awkwardly. Priscilla was always inviting her out and trying to get her to do things with her friends, no matter how many times Riley politely refused. It wasn’t her thing. She wasn’t good in large groups of people. “I don’t know. It’s not really…”
“Your thing, I know,” Priscilla said. She rolled her eyes, but afterwards smiled expectantly at Riley, and her voice perked right back up. “But it’s going to be sooooo fun. All my closest friends will be there, and they all really want you to come.”
Riley was surprised. She was Priscilla’s sister, and they lived together, so she knew her friends a little, but she’d hardly spoken to any of them. She pressed a sweaty hand against her leg. “Who’s coming?” she asked nervously.
Priscilla pursed her lips and tilted her head back. “Um…it’s going to be Becki, Alice, Gia, Adelaide, and Leliane. Oh, and me of course!” she said brightly, then giggled.
Riley blushed again, glancing downwards. She wasn’t much of a party girl—but she’d met all these girls at least once, and they were all very pretty.
“They all want me there?”
“Yep!” Priscilla said, bobbing her head.
Riley couldn’t help it. She was flattered. She’d never thought any of her sister’s friends, those really cute girls, paid any attention to her. It might not be true—Priscilla tended to dote on her, and sometimes lied to get Riley included in things—but the possibility that it was true was too nice to resist.
“Alright, count me in.”
Priscilla’s eyes went wide and her jaw dropped. She rushed over to Riley and threw her arms around her. “Yaaaaaaaaay! My sister’s coming to girls’ night!”
Riley grinned sheepishly, patting her sister’s back. She’d never gotten used to how over-affectionate Priscilla was with her.
Priscilla pulled back from the embrace a second later. “Oh, were you studying?”
“Um. Yeah. I said that I was.”
“Oh, then I better lend you my pens! It’s better to color code things, then you remember them better, you know?”
“Uh, sure. Thanks.”
Priscilla stepped back, eyes sparkling. “You can thank me at girls’ night!”
Then in a stream of girlish giggles, she was out the door, off to retrieve a pack of multi-color pens from her room for Riley to use. Riley knew she’d insist on it, and she’d check, too.
Riley smiled hesitantly. Her sister had always been like this. She made decisions on a whim and then wouldn’t let go of them, and she swept everyone else along too. But honestly…Riley felt happy about this one. Maybe it would be fun, and it was definitely an opportunity to meet attractive women.
Even so, there was something about the situation that made Riley feel more nervous than normal, and she wasn’t sure what.
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Friday came sooner than Riley expected. That evening, she sat on the bed in Priscilla’s room, one leg crossed underneath the other as she watched her sister and her friends get ready for wherever they were going. Riley thought it was some kind of party, but it was hard to keep up with everything her sister did. Riley just assumed she wouldn’t be going with them.
Across the room, Priscilla sat on the seat of her vanity drawer, eyes closed daintily as her other friend, Gia, dragged an eyeliner pen expertly over her eyelids. Gia was wearing a green ribbed camisole top with matching drawstring shorts, loungewear that nonetheless emphasized her curvy build, and she had a thoughtful look and steady hands as she worked on Priscilla’s face. A moment later, she pulled back to inspect her work.
Gia was the only one of Priscilla’s friends that Riley knew. She’d gone to the same high school as Riley and Priscilla, and she and Riley had taken English together. Riley wondered if Gia remembered her—but probably not. Riley had been even shyer then than she was now. But she remembered Gia, who was always enthusiastic and passionate, though not often right.
Riley’s eyes moved over to the side of the room, catching sight of Adelaide, sitting by the stereo. She had long dark hair and blue eyes and wore a cute blue nightgown over her stick-thin body. Her gaze was unfocused, and she tapped her fingers on top of the radio, matching the beat of the song. Riley was pretty sure she’d put a tape in earlier. In Riley’s experience, Adelaide always had a morose air around her, but she seemed to be enjoying herself as she bobbed along to the song.
Whatever she was feeling, Adelaide was absolutely gorgeous. Riley thought musical girls were so cute—would she be impressed by Riley’s guitar playing? The nails on her right hand were a brilliant diamond blue, and her other hand extended over the radio.
Holding Adelaide’s hand was Becki, a spunky blonde. She had a toothpick in her hand and was holding several more in her teeth, but still managed to chatter excitedly at Adelaide as she delicately painted a design on her thumb nail. Riley couldn’t hear what she was talking about, but she liked the energetic cadence of her voice. She had an athletic build complemented by wide hips and impossibly huge tits, shown off by the cropped tank top and booty short combo she was wearing, making it impossible to ignore how sexy she was.
Becki finished painting, then spit out the toothpick and held her hand out. Adelaide put a few dollars into it, and Riley smiled hesitantly. Becki was entrepreneurial, she guessed.
Over by the door was Alice, using the pads of her thumbs to type rapidly on her phone. She was tall enough that her head almost reached the doorframe, and her braids were pulled half-up into double buns. Alice and Priscilla had been friends for years before Priscilla met the other girls, having met pretty much immediately after Priscilla and Riley moved into town. Riley wasn’t sure she’d ever had a full conversation with her, but she was adorable. The sleek pink pajama set she wore, consisting of pajama pants and a spaghetti-strap top, made her look cute and elegant.
Alice frowned at her phone, shoulders stiff. Riley wondered what had her on edge. She’d like to help her, although it’d probably be weird to ask.
Riley leaned back on her hands and looked up at the ceiling. All the girls in this room were unfairly attractive, and she wasn’t sure what to do with herself. Would any of them like her if they got to know her? Enough to…fall for her?
Riley shook that thought off, cheeks burning. She looked down, only to find the last member of the party, Leliane, standing over her. With her dark clothing and intimidating aura, Leliane was all intensity. Riley was startled. She hadn’t noticed Leliane come up to her. Unlike the other girls, she wore streetwear, a black front-laced halter top and black jeans.
Priscilla stood next to Leliane. With her wide grin and orange two-piece pajama set, she was the polar opposite of Leliane. “Take off your clothes!” she said cheerfully.
Riley nearly leapt out of her seat. “Huh?”
“I need to see your measurements so I can guess your sizing for an outfit,” Leliane said, pinching Riley’s t-shirt between two fingers. “Your sister wants you to wear her clothes, but…I’m not sure.”
Priscilla rolled her eyes. “What? They’ll fit her. And obviously she can’t go out in that.”
“Hey, what’s wrong with my outfit?”
“Are you kidding me?” Priscilla said. “Come on, Riley.”
Riley looked down at herself. She had on a t-shirt and jeans, same as she did on most days. Then she thought about how Priscilla usually looked when she went out, and ok, she could admit she was underdressed. But… “Um, why do I have to…strip, though?” she asked, voice low. The concept of getting naked in front of a bunch of people was pretty mortifying.
“We can’t see what your body looks like under all that,” Priscilla said, waving her hand towards her.
Riley looked down again. She guessed it was a little baggy.
“I want to plan an outfit for you,” Leliane said. Riley blushed again. She wasn’t sure she could say no to that. Humiliation burning a pit in her stomach, she pulled her t-shirt up and over her head. She toed her socks off, then kicked them out of the way. Next, she unbuttoned her jeans, shoving them down her legs and stepping out of them.
Left in only her binder and purple plaid boxers, Riley wrapped her arms around herself. Some of the girls were pretending to look elsewhere, and some were staring openly, but everyone’s attention was on her.
Riley bit her lip and shifted her weight between her feet. “So…you can tell my measurements just by looking, or…”
Riley yelped as Priscilla suddenly pushed her so she was sitting on her bed. She grabbed her tits, then hooked her thumbs underneath the bottom of Riley’s binder. “This has got to go,” she said. “Do you know that I hate that you wear these things?”
“I know… You’ve told me, but you know I feel more comfortable…” Riley tried to protest, placing her hand weakly over Priscilla’s.
Priscilla swatted her hand away and grabbed the bottom of Riley’s binder firmly. “I know. But you have such a nice body underneath.”
Then, in one smooth motion, she pulled Riley’s binder up so the fabric settled right over the swell of her boobs. Riley’s tits flopped out heavily, skin flushed red, her nipples soft and facing the room. “Priscilla!” Riley gasped, hands flying up to cover her chest. The room seemed to dim in front of her. Everyone was looking.
She was brought back to life when Becki stood and swayed over, hips gyrating. “Jesus, you weren’t lying. She does have nice tits,” she said, then reached out and grabbed them.
Riley closed her eyes and tilted her head away, unable to believe that this was her first experience with a girl touching her tits. Becki squeezed, starting with her palms against the bottom of Riley’s tits and working upwards, fingers exploring every inch. The way her long nails poked and scraped against Riley’s skin was just the right side of painful. Chills ran up and down Riley’s spine, and not solely bad ones. There was something so shamefully appealing about the shameless way Becki was feeling her up, so disrespectful it was almost possessive.
Becki flicked her nails against Riley’s nipples, causing them to perk. Riley jolted, and Priscilla’s arms wrapped around her to keep her upright. Priscilla shifted so she was sitting behind her, arms reaching around to grab her boobs. She lifted them upwards, like she was offering them to Becki.
Becki continued to squeeze Riley’s boobs with the tips of her fingers in a way Riley had only ever experienced from her own hand, done warily in the dark of her room. But there was nothing hesitant in the way Becki groped her, and Riley couldn’t help but pant, mouth open as she watched two pairs of hands grabbing at her tits. To have a cute girl touch her like this was something she often dreamed about, but this was done without her having a say in it—and with the help of her sister!
That didn’t stop the subtle pounding in her core or the slight dampness in her boxers. Riley let out a small whine, unsure if she was trying to ask for less or more, and braced her hands on the bed for support as the assault on her boobs continued.
After an eternity of being groped, Alice walked over, eyes searching. “I guess you were right. She is pretty cute. We should probably get this off her, though.”
Riley didn’t have time to react before Alice grabbed the bunched-up fabric of her binder. Priscilla caught on quickly and took hold of the right side, and Becki hooked her thumb under the left. Together, all three girls pushed it up and over her head. Riley let out a whiny moan as she lifted her arms, letting them take off her binder and throw it to the floor. What else was she supposed to do? She didn’t have the power to say no.
Alice reached her hand out, but hesitated, hovering over Riley’s chest. Priscilla once again put her hand under Riley’s boob and lifted it, offering it. Alice ran her thumb lightly over the skin, traced a ring around her areola, then pressed her finger up against her nipple from below. A hot breath escaped Riley in response, and Priscilla stroked her fingers over the skin of her chest as if to comfort her.
Suddenly, Becki took her boob into her mouth. Riley gasped as she felt Becki’s tongue against her nipple, rubbing over it teasingly. Alice was still playing with her other boob, and she placed her other hand on her thigh, right below the edge of her boxers.
Becki pulled back, taking a deep breath before pressing a long kiss to the skin under Riley’s nipple. She poked her tongue out and licked upwards, teasing her nipple, then opened her mouth and sucked in some of Riley’s smooth skin. When she took her mouth off, Riley could see a noticeable red mark against her skin. Becki did the same thing higher up Riley’s chest, this time nibbling lightly, causing Riley to let out a small moan. Alice’s hand was slowly trailing up her thigh, her other hand squeezing at the flesh of her tit so Riley was kept constantly drowning in sensation. She was absolutely dripping in her boxers, and tried to press her thighs together, but Priscilla grabbed her leg to keep them apart.
Alice let go of Riley’s boob, which fell heavily against her chest. Priscilla immediately grabbed it and held it possessively, which made Riley whine again. She’d always been embarrassed by her large boobs, fat and heavy, making it hard to dress in the masculine styles she preferred. Other than that, she didn’t think about her chest much, but now she felt absolutely overwhelmed by how much attention it was receiving.
Before she could bring herself to react in some way, Alice pulled her phone out of her back pocket and flipped it open. The sound of a camera went off, the phone’s black eye pointed directly at Riley.
“Huh…? No…” Riley protested weakly. “I don’t want you to have a picture of me like that…”
Behind Riley, Priscilla popped up excitedly. “Oh, Alice, you’re a genius! That gives me an idea!”
She hopped off the bed with an eager smile on her face. Riley took the opportunity to close her legs, setting her hands on her lap in an attempt to hide the wetness in her boxers. She watched nervously as Priscilla picked a tube of lipstick up from the vanity, snapping the top off and rolling it upwards to reveal it was a warm shade of orange. Running a critical eye over her vanity table, Priscilla picked up another tube and handed it to Gia, then ran her lipstick over her lips, smacking them until they were covered with matte orange. She took a step closer to Riley.
Riley felt dissociated from what was happening to her. Priscilla was her sister. Did no one see a problem with this? Apparently not, because no one stopped Priscilla as she approached the bed. Becki even stepped back to give her more room.
Priscilla puckered her lips, and with a childish giggle, pressed them firmly against Riley’s boob. When she pulled back, there was a distinct kiss mark against her skin. Priscilla giggled again, framing it with her fingers.
“Sooo cute. I was right, my favorite color looks good on you. And it matches my pajamas, too!”
Riley peered up at her bashfully. Shamefully, there were the beginning of tears in her eyes, even though she was also more turned on than she’d ever been before. “I don’t…understand.”
Priscilla stroked her face. “It’s ok, Riley. You don’t have to understand. This is nice, isn’t it? Look around. Everyone wants you.”
Riley swallowed heavily but followed her sister’s directions. She saw five girls, all gorgeous in different ways, with all their attention completely on her. Hesitantly, Riley nodded. She didn’t want…her sister…but she couldn’t bring herself to lie either. She was getting more female attention tonight than she’d ever gotten in her life, and it was nice.
Priscilla leaned back in. She pressed more kisses around the skin of Riley’s boob, leaving hardly an inch free from orange marks. At one point she took Riley’s nipple into her mouth, framing it with distinct lip prints. She moved downwards, hand moving to support Riley’s boob, peppering Riley’s chubby tummy with kisses.
Riley’s gaze moved off to the side as she was covered with kisses, and found Gia watching her nervously, twisting her emerald-green tube of lipstick up and down indecisively. Something in Riley’s gaze made that decision for her, because she walked over hesitantly and followed Priscilla’s lead, leaving distinct green kiss marks over Riley’s torso. Riley panted and squirmed as Gia reached the sensitive lower part of her stomach, sending another throb straight to her pussy. The fabric of her boxers was pulled tight by the spread of her legs, damp and sticking to her cunt.
Priscilla leaned over and left a lingering kiss on the boob Gia had been adorning, then wrapped her arms around Gia’s shoulders and kissed her. Riley looked down at herself and saw she was painted green and orange from the top of her chest to the hem of her boxers. She was breathing hard, her face and chest flushed a deep shade of red, and there was a visible wet patch on the thin fabric covering her pussy. She couldn’t remember anyone but her and sometimes Priscilla touching her boobs, and she’d definitely never been kissed there.
Alice’s phone sounded again before Riley had even realized Alice was pointing it at her. Riley looked up to see that Alice was also using it to shield her face, though the blush on her cheeks was still obvious.
Priscilla pulled back from Gia, her lips smeared green and orange. “Oh, let me see!” she said, jumping over. She stood on her tiptoes to look at Alice’s phone screen, then beamed. “Aww, that’s really cute.”
Adelaide walked over with her arms crossed, looking over Riley’s body with her piercing blue eyes. Then she tugged Riley’s boxers, causing the seam to rub right against her clit. Riley inhaled sharply.
“Come on, guys,” Adelaide said. She met Riley’s eyes, her gaze soft. “Riley, is this your first time?”
Riley closed her eyes and nodded. Adelaide responded by rubbing two fingers against her boxers until she brushed over Riley’s clit, which made Riley gasp. Adelaide rubbed the spot more vigorously. Sharp sensations of pleasure jolted through Riley’s pussy, and although she couldn’t hold back her moans, she wasn’t sure how to feel. Having her upper body kissed was one thing, but…that wasn’t sex, right? She’d always imagined her first time with a partner, or someone special to her.
As Adelaide kept stroking that spot, Riley felt the bed dip, Priscilla sitting behind her once again. She slung an arm around Riley’s waist, putting her mouth to Riley’s ear. “You look so cute like this, Riley.”
Riley opened her eyes when she heard a metallic rattle. Alice set her phone on the bedside table, the charms jingling softly. She got on the bed beside Priscilla, running a hand through Riley’s short, curly hair. The affection, in combination with Adelaide continuing to rub her over her boxers, made Riley melt. Becki came up to her again to kiss and play with her tits, and Gia stroked her thighs.
Riley felt dizzy from all the sensations. When Becki sucked her nipple into her mouth, biting against it, and Adelaide gave a particularly hard jerk against her clit, that was enough. Riley’s hole clenched and her entire body shuddered as she came, more juice flowing out of her to add to the mess in her boxers.
Riley took a deep breath. Cumming like that felt stronger and different to when she touched herself. She felt floaty and light, and her lower parts were buzzing.
“Aww, you did so good,” Priscilla said, hugging her waist.
“You look dumb, but kinda hot,” Becki said, pinching her nipple.
“It’s sexy when you cum for me,” Adelaide said.
“And your skin is soft,” Gia added.
Riley grinned shakily. Her mind was buzzing and all she could think about was having so many cute girls all over her. Even Leliane, who stood aside from the others, was blushing as she watched. Maybe now they could clean up and go wherever they were going—
Adelaide had moved over to the stereo, and the music suddenly changed from the pop beat it’d been before to something slow and sexy. Priscilla looped around her and left one more kiss on her cheek before hopping off the bed. She tugged the hem of Riley’s boxers, and Riley was so fucked out that she lifted her hips without resistance, letting her sister slide her underwear off in one smooth motion. Her legs were spread wide on the bed, and her pussy felt cold and damp in the exposed air of the room.
“Did you think we were done?” Priscilla asked with a small laugh. She’d always been good at reading Riley, ever since they were kids. “No one else has gotten off yet, right? You don’t want to be selfish, do you?”
“N-no,” Riley stammered. She didn’t want to be selfish.
“That’s the spirit, sis!” Priscilla said, giving Alice a small push. Alice fell forward and sat on Riley’s lap, straddling her. She put her hands on Riley’s shoulders, pushing her so she was laying on the bed. Taking Riley’s hand in hers, she guided it gently towards her pussy. Riley rubbed her fingers against her folds. They were warm and textured and invitingly wet, but Riley didn’t have the first clue what to do.
Just then, Riley felt something against her own pussy. Fingers ran over her folds before dipping into her hole. Riley could feel an acrylic nail press into her, but whoever was touching her was careful, never scratching or hurting her. Riley tilted her head to see Adelaide’s head of dark hair between her legs, focused gaze on her pussy and her other hand clamped possessively on her thigh, nails leaving indents against her skin. The sight was so appealing that Riley felt herself clench around Adelaide’s fingers.
Uncertain, Riley pressed her fingers into Alice the same way Adelaide had done to her. When she felt Adelaide curl her fingers and drag them outwards, pads of her fingers pressed against the top of Riley’s hole, Riley did the same to Alice. And when Adelaide rubbed her thumb over her clit, Riley tried to imitate her, even if the pleasure going through her was making it hard to focus.
Alice pressed her hips downwards against Riley’s hand. “You don’t have to go so slow, Riley.”
Riley frowned. She was going the same speed as Adelaide, and she thought it was exciting.
Adelaide ran her fingers around Riley’s pussy, brushing against her bristly crotch hair. “Maybe we should have cleaned her up down here.”
“I think it’s kind of cute,” Becki said. Her fingers joined Adelaide’s, rubbing along Riley’s folds.
Riley moaned, pressing her fingers further into Alice and moving them faster, thick pussy juice coating her skin. She wasn’t going to let her down. Alice groaned quietly, so Riley dared to go harder, even though it was hard to stay coordinated while two different girls played with her pussy.
Then their hands retreated, replaced by a warm mouth. A tongue lavished over her folds before plunging into her. Riley moaned, then moaned again when cold fingers pressed against her clit and jerked it harshly. She couldn’t stop making noise as she was continuously tongue-fucked, her assailant alternating between pushing her tongue into her hole and licking her folds.
The bed dipped next to Riley, and soon a hot pussy was hovering over her face. Flustered, Riley poked her tongue out, hesitantly running it over the pussy above her, a hint of thin hair getting in her mouth. Then she hesitated. She didn’t know the first thing about eating pussy.
The girl above her must have been annoyed with her hesitation, because she ground down against Riley’s face. Riley tried to inhale but couldn’t, smothered. She thrust her tongue upwards.
Alice rubbed her hips against Riley’s hand, which she’d long stopped moving. Riley pressed her fingers upwards while trying to keep her tongue moving along the pussy on her face. Her legs trembled from being eaten out, her mouth and hand were sticky from juices, and she felt woozy from pleasure and the lack of oxygen. Thankfully, whoever was sitting on her face raised her hips for a moment, allowing Riley to gulp in air before the girl pressed her pussy to her mouth again.
“She’s not very good at this,” Alice complained.
“Aw, give her some slack. It’s her first time,” Priscilla said. Riley could practically hear the pout on her face.
“Maybe she just can’t handle three at once,” the girl who was face-riding her—Becki—said. She pressed her hips down again, folds parting against Riley’s face, more juices leaking onto her and running down her cheeks.
“You might be right. Awwww, I really thought she could do it though. Well, maybe next time. Come on.”
Pressure eased off Riley’s stomach, and Becki sat back so her weight was off Riley’s face. Riley turned her head just in time to see Priscilla kiss Alice hard. One of Alice’s hands was on Priscilla’s arm, and Priscilla’s hand dipped downwards, in between Alice’s legs.
Then Becki sat back on Riley’s face. She rocked against her rhythmically, and Riley licked her wildly, waves of pleasure going through her. The girl who was tongue-fucking her resumed, and Riley felt the tightness that meant she was about to cum. Her thighs tried to clench, squeezing the head of the girl eating her out.
“Hey, you better make me cum first,” Becki hissed from on top of her, putting her hands on the bed to brace herself as she rode Riley’s mouth. “Ugh, sloppy.”
Riley lost awareness of anything but the fact that Becki had told her to do something. She got the same feeling as when she held a door for someone, or opened a jar for her sister, only a thousand times more intense. This is what she was meant to do—to obey.
So she raised her arms, gripping Becki by the thighs. Becki yelped as Riley tugged her downwards so Becki’s pussy was pressed even closer to her mouth. She was barely able to breathe, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was fucking her tongue into Becki’s hole, one hand coming up to rub her clit, moving faster as Becki ground against her impatiently.
“Mmm. Getting better.”
Riley curled her tongue, pressing it against the inside of Becki’s pussy in a way that made her moan.
“Good,” Becki gasped. “Just like that.”
Becki rocked her hips until she and Riley settled into a rhythm. Riley could still feel someone touching her pussy, but she’d slowed down, allowing Riley to focus. After Becki had pushed herself against Riley’s face for who knows how long, she let out an aroused cry and came, squirting against Riley, the ejaculate running down her skin. Riley panted, desperately trying to recover her breath as Becki got off her. The girl between her thighs—Gia, as it turned out—gave her clit a few particularly harsh rubs, and Riley tumbled over the edge too. She didn’t squirt like Becki had, and didn’t let out an impressive noise, just grunted quietly as she felt her juices leak against the bed.
Riley breathed deeply. Her vision was blurry and her mind blank. She felt like she was floating. She didn’t know how to feel. She turned her head to see that Priscilla and Alice were still making out. Both were naked now, Priscilla’s large chest pressed against Alice’s smaller one, grinding heavily with their hands shoved against each other’s crotches.
Slowly, Riley became aware of fingers stroking the skin of her thigh. She looked down to see Gia petting her gently. “Good job, Riley,” she said, looking at her affectionately.
Unexpectedly, Becki pulled her up and into a tight hug. The pressure of her arms helped bring Riley back to herself, providing much-needed comfort after that intense experience. “Yeah, honestly, that wasn’t bad for your first time.”
Riley felt happiness flood her at the praise, though she was still exhausted and confused. She’d enjoyed herself—it had felt good—but she hadn’t asked for any of this, had she? They were using her like a toy.
Becki released her with a wide grin. Then Riley felt hands on her cheeks, hands that were firm but gentle. Lips slightly parted, her face was turned so she was looking into Leliane’s stoic, dark eyes.
Leliane leaned forward and kissed her, their open mouths pressing against each other wetly. Leliane took Riley’s bottom lip between hers and sucked it gently, then slid her tongue over Riley’s lips. She stroked her cheek as she licked into her mouth, coaxing small moans from Riley. Warmth ran through her as Leliane dropped her hands to run them up and down Riley’s sides, and she felt a steady-growing arousal build in her once again, even though she was still sore and oversensitive from the abuse she’d already been through.
Leliane raised her hand again and caressed Riley’s cheek with a thumb. She made out with Riley until she was completely pliant.
“You’re not done yet,” Leliane said simply.
Gia swung her leg over one of Riley’s thighs, grinding down against her sweaty, bare skin. Riley felt something hard pressed against her, and there was an obvious tent in the green, silky fabric of Gia’s pajama shorts. Riley’s hands landed on Gia’s hips.
“I could go another round on that ride,” Becki said, eyeing Riley appreciatively.
“Be fair. Let everyone have a turn,” Leliane said. “Adelaide, come over here.”
Adelaide complied, walking over from the other side of the room, where she had been standing awkwardly. Gia continued to grind on Riley’s leg while Adelaide sat and twisted her hands, looking at Riley. She must have undressed earlier, because now she was in nothing but a bralette and panties, showing off just how skinny she was: flat stomach, small breasts, attractively defined collarbone.
Riley took a deep breath, then cupped her hand around the small of Adelaide’s back. She leaned towards Adelaide to kiss her, but Adelaide leaned away from her. Riley felt disappointed, but she wasn’t sure why. Hadn’t she just been complaining about being treated like a toy?
“Do you want—” Riley tried to ask, but her voice was husky and broke before she could finish what she was saying.
Hesitantly, Adelaide nodded and closed her eyes. Riley waited for a moment, then tangled her hand in Adelaide’s hand, pulling her down for a soft kiss. Only a moment later, she broke it, moving her mouth down to Adelaide’s collarbones. A string of saliva connected their lips before it broke and fell against Adelaide’s skin. Riley kissed over Adelaide’s torso before pulling her bralette down, kissing her boobs. Moving downwards, she gave a few kisses to her stomach before pressing her face against Adelaide’s panties.
As she licked over Adelaide, Gia thrust into her hand, and Riley gripped her dick tightly. Like many times this evening, she had no clue what she was doing, with no prior experience to guide her. She wasn’t sure she’d learned quickly enough, but thought she was doing ok at working Gia’s shaft rhythmically while continuing to lick Adelaide over her underwear. They both seemed to be enjoying it, at least, judging from how they both moaned—Adelaide whining and clutching the covers, Gia thrusting her hips to meet each stroke of Riley’s hand.
Adelaide’s panties were damp with a mix of her juices and Riley’s saliva. Riley kissed around her stomach, enjoying the feeling of smooth skin under her lips before burying her face in her pussy once again. She flicked her tongue over Adelaide’s clit, which caused her a full-body shudder, even through the fabric. Riley did it again, and again, until she was pleasuring her with fervor.
Then Adelaide clamped her skinny legs around Riley’s head, and Riley could feel her throb through the thin fabric of her panties. She continued licking her through her finish, which wasn’t a conscious choice—she just needed to hear more of her sweet moans. She wanted to feel her pussy against her face forever.
Eventually, Adelaide grabbed her by her hair and pulled her back. “You’re so…overeager,” she said breathlessly. “Like a puppy or something.”
Off to the side, Priscilla perked up. She had Alice underneath her, two fingers in her mouth and the other two buried in her pussy, but her attention was fully on Riley. “A puppy! Yes, that’s so perfect! Riley’s so cute and sweet…just like a puppy!”
Riley shouldn’t enjoy that—not from her sister, not when she hadn’t wanted any of this—but the praise made her melt. The words “cute” and “sweet” bounced around in her empty head, pushing her forward. Even though she was exhausted, she gave Gia a short kiss on the lips, then ran a hand over her own messy pussy, gripping Gia and smearing her with her juices. She stroked Gia’s cock, hand moving smoothly against her skin. Gia bucked her hips expectantly against her, and when Riley moved her hand faster, she was rewarded with a pretty moan.
Riley continued, hand moving faster as she was spurred on by Gia’s moans. Gia buried her head against Riley’s shoulder, and Riley set her hand comfortingly against Gia’s back. A thrill went through her. This position was so intimate.
She settled into a steady but brutal rhythm, wrist twisting with each stroke, able to feel the quickness of Gia’s breath against her shoulder and through the movement of her back against Riley’s hand. Eventually, Gia’s thighs pressed together and her hips jerked upwards, then her cock throbbed and she painted both her and Riley’s stomachs with her cum.
Riley slowed and she took her hand off Gia’s cock, but she wasn’t given time to think or clean up the sticky substance. Alice pushed her against the bed, climbing on top of her. She kissed her passionately, a hand landing against her pussy. With the other, she grabbed one of Riley’s hands, guiding it to her ass. Riley kneaded the soft skin, feeling it squish under her fingers, and Alice responded by moaning into her mouth.
“’m close,” Alice whispered into her lips before diving in again. Riley dipped her hand between Alice’s legs, feeling how hot and wet her pussy was against her fingers. She slipped two inside her, and they went in easily, Riley’s thumb finding her clit. She liked the way it made Alice moan into the kiss.
Alice rolled her hips down, demanding more. Riley tried to give it to her, finger-fucking her hard. Riley felt arms circle her torso, and suddenly Leliane was on top of her, straddling Riley’s thigh. She’d taken everything off, and now was completely naked, pussy pressed against Riley, lips parted against her skin.
“Riley,” Leliane said. She ground against Riley’s thigh, one hand gripping it from the underside and tugging. Riley quickly understood what she wanted, and pushed her thigh upwards to meet each movement of Leliane’s hips, though she kept both hands on Alice.
It wasn’t much longer until Alice let out a long moan, and Riley felt her clench hard and tight against the fingers inside her as she rode out her orgasm. She continued to fuck herself on Riley’s fingers until she was finished, then hovered over Riley while she caught her breath, hole tightening and loosening intermittently. Leliane was still grinding against Riley, but the only thing Riley had to do was move her leg up to meet her, which felt easy after everything that had been demanded of her this evening. She was free to keep her full attention on Alice’s beautiful face as she came down from her high. Eventually Alice got off her, falling against the bed.
“Riley,” Leliane said, and Riley’s attention was diverted back to her. Leliane rolled her hips again, and Riley realized she’d been neglecting the movement of her leg. She pushed her thigh up, matching the rhythm of Leliane’s hips. She didn’t understand how it could be that enjoyable, just the surface of her thigh against Leliane’s pussy, but Leliane seemed content, holding Riley’s shoulders for stability. Riley ran a hand through her hair affectionately, even as she bucked her thigh hard enough to bounce Leliane. Her wetness left a damp patch on Riley’s skin, but more importantly, Riley could actually feel her pussy lips throb against her.
“Riley,” Leliane said, and Riley jolted, thinking that Leliane was asking for something. But she soon realized that Leliane didn’t want anything in particular. She was just saying Riley’s name, turning it into a chant as she rutted against her. Heat flooded Riley’s face, and she pushed her leg harder against Leliane.
The strong pace was apparently enough. Leliane didn’t cum as extravagantly as the other girls—only the trembling and increased wetness against Riley’s thigh let her know that Leliane had finished.
When she was done, Riley slumped back against the bed. Leliane laid beside her, and Riley took a moment to catch her breath. Next to them, Gia cuddled up to Alice, burying her face in the junction of Alice’s neck while Alice nuzzled her face into the top of her head. Adelaide was sitting in a beanbag chair across the room, curled into Becki’s side, head resting on Becki’s shoulder with one of Becki’s arms around her.
Riley felt a small pang. Sex with these girls had been good, even if it wasn’t wanted, but she craved that too. She wanted cuddling, casual affection, and love.
Then someone got on top of her. Riley looked up with bleary eyes to see her sister, gazing down at her with pure affection. She cupped Riley’s face with a hand.
“I’ve wanted this for so long.”
Riley wasn’t sure what to make of that, but didn’t have time to consider it. Priscilla leaned down and kissed her, soft and sweet. Something inside Riley screamed that this was wrong, that this was her sister, but that part was distant, buried under layers of arousal and submissiveness. So she let it happen, lips parted against Priscilla’s, feeling the slightest touch of Priscilla’s tongue against the top of her mouth.
After a few minutes, Priscilla pulled back, gazing at Riley lovingly. She stroked a hand across her cheek, and at the same time, ground her hips down hard. Riley felt a flood of emotions as their pussies rubbed against each other. She knew she should be disgusted, but she wasn’t. It felt good. The part of her brain that made decisions was completely shut off, leaving her susceptible.
“I thought you didn’t like—me,” Riley croaked. It was stupid, but it was the only thing on her mind. For years, her sister had criticized her and the way she presented herself, so she didn’t understand why now she was attracted to her.
“Oh, Riley,” Priscilla said with affectionate exasperation. With one hand, she stroked Riley’s cheek, while she braced the other against the bed. She rutted against her again, and their pussy lips kissed, juices squelching. “I don’t know why you think that. You’re so gorgeous, Riley. You’re so cute and nice and shy. You’re really adorable, Riley,” she rambled while continuing to frot against her.
Riley moaned, which made Priscilla giggle. She kissed Riley’s cheek. “That’s what I’m talking about. You’re so cute.” She moved down, kissing the underside of her jaw. “You get so flustered.” She kissed her neck. “You’re so soft-spoken and considerate. Nothing like me at all.” She kissed around Riley’s chest, back arched so she could keep rubbing their pussies together as she did. “Do you see? I don’t like that you keep yourself hidden away. Everyone should be appreciating you, Riley.”
Priscilla raised herself and put her lips on Riley’s again. She kissed her deeply, rubbing against her. One of her hands strayed downwards, and she pressed exploratory fingers to Riley’s pussy, circling her hole and caressing her pussy lips before going inside. She moved slowly and thoroughly, learning every inch of Riley’s body, tongue flicking against Riley’s mouth. The two of them licked each other for a moment before Priscilla pressed her tongue further, climbing higher up her body so she had leverage to dominate the kiss. At the same time, she pressed her fingers to Riley’s clit.
Riley moaned again, wrapping her arms around her sister’s back. Riley could feel Priscilla’s grin as she continued to kiss her. She didn’t seem to care that Riley wasn’t doing anything for her, instead moving her hand up from Riley’s crotch to brush the fuzzy hairs on the bottom of her stomach. She kept rolling her hips downwards, her and Riley’s erect clits brushing with each movement.
Priscilla broke the kiss. She pressed a few fingers into Riley’s mouth, smiling fondly. “You’re so cute like this. You’re perfect, Riley.”
Riley groaned around her fingers, the praise going directly to her pussy. Hypersensitive from cumming twice already, and with the constant wet, warm friction of Priscilla’s pussy against hers, she was close to finishing already.
“Riley,” Priscilla gasped. “I’m close.”
“Me ‘oo,” Riley said. Drool bubbled up around Priscilla’s fingers and ran down Riley’s chin.
Priscilla giggled. “Let’s cum together, then.”
She rocked against her harder, their fat pussy lips rutting against each other. Priscilla’s pace was fast and harsh, pushing Riley towards the edge. She took her hand out of Riley’s mouth and, wiping it on the bedspread, pushed Riley’s sweat-soaked hair out of her face and kissed her on the forehead.
“I love you, Riley.”
Riley came with a high-pitched cry. Her third orgasm was the most brutal, making her whine and her legs shake. Priscilla was moaning above her as she continued to rut into her, so Riley knew she was cumming too. By the end, Riley’s whole body was trembling, her pussy buzzing and sore.
Both twins panted. Then Priscilla rolled to the side, pulling Riley with her so she was laying on top of her. Priscilla stroked a hand through her hair, cooing about how good Riley was. Slowly, the other girls trickled over to join Priscilla and Riley on the bed. Their hands stroked over parts of Riley’s body affectionately, and Priscilla peppered her face with sweet kisses.
“I’ll always remember this, Riley,” she said sweetly.
Then, with a groan, Alice got out of bed and grabbed her phone. Priscilla grinned widely.
“Alice, you’re a genius,” she said, pushing Riley into a sitting position. Her legs dangled off the bed, spread wide. Priscilla turned Riley’s head so she was facing forward, then pressed her cheek against Riley’s. With a large grin spread over her face, she looped her arm over Riley’s shoulder.
Riley felt a hand land in her hair, and another sneak down to grope her boob. A different hand grabbed the same boob, lifting its hefty weight. A hand cupped her pussy, and another affectionately touched her cheek.
Riley directed her bleary eyes forward to see Alice holding an instant camera selfie-style, the lens pointing directly at Riley. Alice pressed the button and the camera clicked, then whirred as it processed the picture. When it printed a moment later, Alice took the photo between her fingers and shook it gently to help it dry. She passed it to Priscilla, who held it up for the group.
Riley looked at the picture of herself. In it, she was fuzzy-eyed and drooly, her skin sweaty and flushed a deep red, legs spread with her messy pussy facing the camera, surrounded by six gorgeous girls groping different parts of her. The image was so erotic that it was hard for Riley to believe it was her.
“It’s perfect,” Priscilla cooed, and all the girls spoke in agreement. Priscilla passed it to Gia, then hopped off the bed. She left the room for a moment, then popped back in.
“Riley, you still haven’t used these,” she whined, holding up the pack of pens she’d given her. “You haven’t even opened them.”
“Uh, sorry,” Riley said, though her voice trailed off at the end. She didn’t understand why Priscilla was bringing that up right now. Was it really the time?
“That’s ok!” Priscilla grabbed a permanent marker off her desk on the way over and handed it to Leliane. “You have really good handwriting. Write something on it!”
Gia passed Leliane the photo, and she braced it against the headboard of the bed. Riley watched as she wrote ‘Girls’ Night’ in dark, bold letters.
Priscilla slid an orange pen out of the glitter pack and took the photo from Leliane, adding an exclamation point and dotting the ‘i’ with a heart. She passed it on and the group passed it around, each adding a unique touch to the photo’s caption. Becki got it last, and when she’d finished, she leaned over and used her red pen to sign her name on Riley’s thigh.
“Oh, cute!” Priscilla said. She drew a heart around Riley’s nipple, and the other girls followed suit, giggling as they decorated her body. Leliane was the only one who didn’t immediately participate, arms crossed as she watched.
“Are we still going out? We should get dressed,” she said.
“Noooo, let’s not. Staying in is so much more fun,” Priscilla said as she put another glittering heart on Riley’s body, and everyone else agreed.
♡ End ♡