The senior year of our heroine and her lusty friends is winding down. There will be obstacles, of course, can't have a good story without obstacles, but there will be triumphs as well. I know I have some faithful readers out there and I really appreciate all of you. This story is based on reality, but I have added details to make things more exciting than anyone's real life would ever be.

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Part 25 -- New Year, New Girl, and a new show

 

Our first day back consisted mostly of folks talking about what they did over Christmas break. Our close friends were very fascinated with our encounter with more gay people than probably existed in our entire county. I got my photos back from Target and, to my great delight, my black & white photo of Lisa, the one with the light of the setting Sun shining through her hair, came out beautifully. I gave a copy of it to Lisa, she was going to put it in a frame for her parents, sent one to Cornelius, kept one to put in my locker, and one to frame for my bedroom wall at home. We introduced Ellie as the newest crewmember of the pirate ship Revenge, she attracted hungry looks from guys and girls pretty much equally.

 

It was all-to-obvious, at least when we were in private, that Ellie was Kinsey 4 or 5 and that she really wanted to fuck Lisa. She was oddly aloof when she was around other people and I didn't know what to make of that. When she was talking with Lisa or I her face lit up and she had the most alluring smile but with other people she had what would be known as years in the future as "Resting Bitch Face". At home that night I actually had a conversation with Janet.

 

"Do you know anything about a new girl named Ellie?"

 

"I know she was new to the school in the fall and she's a year older than me. It's weird because she is in my government class even though it's a tenth-grade class. She moved here from Evansville with her mom, her younger sister, and her little brother; she did say one time she was born in Texas, but I don't know anything else about that. No idea about her dad, she never talks about him. She got pulled into the Heather orbit early on, probably because she's so pretty but once those bitches found out her family doesn't really have any money they pushed her out."

 

I was looking at her, dumbfounded. How did she know all this stuff? Janet looked at me with the expression you might give to a dog trying to do calculus.

 

"What? I just listen a lot and act like a blonde airhead; if you act like a dumbshit they'll treat you as an equal. It's weird that people will talk to me when they all know you're my big sister, but it doesn't seem to stop them. The Bitches do talk about sex way more than you and Lisa do, you two are actually discreet compared to them. By now I know more about the genitals of most of the junior and senior guys than I ever wanted to know; it's actually kind of gross. They are also weirdly obsessed with your and Lisa's sex lives. I don't think that have any clue how two girls have sex and I'm certainly not going to enlighten them."

 

My gaping mouth told her what my next question would be, and she didn't like thinking about the answer to it.

 

"You two aren't exactly quiet when you are really going at it, I can figure things out from there; that high-pitched sound that Lisa makes travels really well. Don't make me tell you what I've heard walking past your door."

 

"OK. Thanks brat."

 

"You're welcome pervert." The love is still there between us.

 

The next day we invited Ellie to meet us at the coffee shop. Normally she presented an air of utter self-confidence but now she looked like she wanted to crawl under the table.

 

"My mom is working a second job and we only have one car and I have to watch my sister and brother. Can you come by and get all of us?

 

Lisa patted her leg, "No problem, we'll make sure there is room in Lisa's Jeep."

 

After dinner I picked up Lisa and we went to Ellie's house. I recognized her neighborhood, it was a group of houses built by Habitat for Humanity, in fact her house was one I had worked on. I mentioned this to Lisa (she had done some painting inside) and we both agreed that we would not bring this up. It was obvious that her family's economic struggles were a cause of a lot of stress fort Ellie.

 

Ellie, her brother, and her sister were waiting outside for us, clearly she did not want us to come inside the house and we were not going to push things. In the Jeep Ellie introduced them, her brother, Daniel, was 13 and her sister, Miriam, was 9. Ellie was clearly used to having to take her siblings places because she had a bag with things for them to do. We sat down at a table in the coffee shop with her brother and sister at a smaller one. I filled Ben in on the situation and he took it upon himself to show the kids how to build a house of cards using a tarot deck. He was a man of many talents.

 

Lisa and I were sitting close together, holding hands under the table. Lisa began with her most pussy-drenching smile.

 

"So Ellie, tell us about you. Right now you're kind of a mystery to us."

 

She took a deep breath. "Some of this stuff I have not told anyone at school because I don't know who I can trust. I figure I can trust you two because, well I don't know why, I just feel like I can. Anyway, I was born in the eastern part of Texas. My mom is from San Antonio and parts of her family have lived in Texas since it was part of Mexico. My mom tries really hard to be a good mom but there is no way around the fact that she is a hot mess. She left our dad when Miriam was a baby. She had to, he was going to prison for a long time. I was in first grade when she told me my dad had tried to rob a gas station and that someone had gotten shot during the robbery; he's still in prison and I haven't had any contact with him.

 

Lisa and I were silent. We had no idea what to say to that.

 

"Mom has had a lot of boyfriends, but she's never gotten married again. Most of them have been really shitty to her and I always did my best to keep Danny and Miriam away from them. That's a lot to handle when you're ten or eleven years old. Mom `s last boyfriend was an absolute asshole and a creep as well. He was always trying to put his hand on my butt or rub up against my tits. When mom made me hug him he would kiss me on the neck, it was fucking gross!"

 

"Fuck!" I tried not to be too loud, but this story was going to a dark place.

 

"Finally one night they came home late and they were both drunk, and probably high too, and he was yelling at mom. I made Danny and Miriam go in the bedroom while I watched from the hall. He started hitting my mom and I rushed in to try to stop him. He slapped me and threw me against the wall"

 

"I know all too well about letting loyalty and love win out over common sense sweetie. How old were you?"

 

"I was 13. Anyway, I crawled into mom's bedroom and called the cops and then locked us three in my bedroom. I opened the door when a lady cop pushed her badge under the door. They arrested him and took my mom in to question her as well. One of the women who lived down the hall from us came and watched us till mom could come home. She had watched us before and I liked her. After that mom decided to get the hell out of Texas so we moved to Evansville where a friend of hers from high school lived; mom also tried to get sober. She tried really hard to be a good mom, but I don't think she knows how. She went back to school and worked really hard to get an associate degree from Southern Indiana; we moved here when she got a job doing bookkeeping for the John Deere dealer. She also does night audits for several hotels by the interstate just to make ends meet. I've offered to get a job to help out but mom says that I need to finish high school so I can do better than she did. She also does some bookkeeping for the dance studio, and the owners let me take classes for free; that has been one of the best parts of my life since we moved here. I like being around people who aren't all about drama, but I know I come off as stuck-up sometimes. I have trouble opening up to people and that makes it seem like I think I'm better than everyone else. I hope you don't think I'm some sort of low-rent slut now."

 

We both got up to hug her, and it was a long hub. I was on my 2^nd Darjeeling and Lisa was guzzling her weird overly-sweet coffee drink.

 

I swallowed hard. "Wow, that's a story. I could tell at New Year's you seemed attracted to me and definitely attracted to Lisa, and I can't blame you for that; so let's talk sex Ellie."

 

Here she smiled. She had a dazzling smile, a lot like Lisa's. Her skin was a light brown, so her teeth really seemed to glow when she smiled. "OK. I am guessing you two want to know if I am attracted to girls; the answer to that is that I think I am. Back in Texas I would watch TV with our neighbor, she was probably in her early 20's, and she would play with my hair and as I got older she would gently touch my boobs (such as they were) and she would let me play with hers, but it never went any further than that. When we moved to Indiana there was a girl who lived near us, we were both about 13 by then, who showed me how to rub my pussy to feel good. We eventually got to where we would sit looking through the Victoria's Secret catalog and rub each other. I've been with several guys but too many of them are utterly clueless about a girl's body. What it comes down to is that I really like orgasms and I like having lots of them. So, what are your stories? I have heard the tales at school, but I am assuming real life is not quite that exciting."

 

Lisa went first, telling about her masturbation fantasies starring Molly Ringwald, clumsily grabbing guy's cocks on a dare, and ending with me kissing her under the maple tree on the school's front lawn. I started with my sexually awakening as I watched Wendi Richter wrestling back in the late 1980's and my discovery of a box of wrestling magazines at a garage sale. I told about my first sexual relationship with Melinda, not leaving out her sister Cheryl and their cousin Jennifer, and finally me making the first move coming out to Lisa and pretty much proclaiming my love for her.

 

We told Ellie of our coming out experience and how I had introduced Lisa to the joys of car stereo installation and an obsession with motorcycles and how Lisa had convinced me to sometimes wear a dress and to enjoy dancing. We told her about our sexual trysts in the backs of our cars and on picnic tables in parks as well as how we share sex partners bringing in other girls for our threesomes. Ellie was amazed our parents accepted that their daughters were lesbians and especially the letting us spend the night at each other's houses. In a way we were putting a lot of trust in Ellie that she was not some sort of double-agent sent from Cohn or Heather but most of what we were telling was somewhat public knowledge.

 

"I don't think I could ever come out to my mom, certainly not while I am living at home. I mean, life at home is a lot better know that mom has left her party-girl life behind but in getting sober my mom also latched onto religion and she's bopped among various weird churches. The church people help her stay sober but none of them have any place in their world for gay people."

 

"I have no doubt you mom passed through the church my family used to attend, maybe more than once. When I came out I was ready to leave home and not come back, but I was lucky enough to know I had people who would take me in. Without that I probably wouldn't have come out yet." I stood up, offering Ellie my hand. I smiled a hungry smile at her, "Come this way, I want to show you something. Lisa will keep an eye on your brother and sister."

 

I led Ellie back into one of the rooms at the rear of the shop. They were used for storage and I have no doubt the shop owners knew there was a lot of sex happening in those rooms, but we queer kids made sure to never leave a mess so that they didn't say anything. I shut the door quietly behind us and pulled Ellie close, my hands on her hips. "Well Ellie, what happens next is up to you." She wasted no time. She began kissing me with a fervor, her tongue sliding around mine. She pushed my shirt and my bra up and began sucking on my hard, pink nipples. I slid my hands into her jeans, grabbing and kneading her amazingly tight butt. I move my hand around to the front, feeling her soft bush and finally reaching her very wet pussy. Ellie pulled her shirt up and took off her bra, so I could suck on her dark nipples. We didn't talk, we just fingered each other. We climaxed at almost the same time and we wound up in a heap on the floor. I realized this could be dangerous, we both pretty much lost control of our legs when we orgasmed.

 

I kissed her hard, "You stay here, Lisa wants a taste of you too."

 

I went and got Lisa, who was more than ready to fuck our new friend. I sat down with Danny and Miriam, helping them make amazingly tall house of cards. I don't really have much use for little kids, but they seemed nice enough. After about 15 minutes Lisa came out from the back, leading a slightly dazed looking Ellie by the hand. We sat on the Crying Couch with Ellie in between us, each of us with an arm around her.

 

I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "So Miss Elizabeth (I decided to be formal), how do you feel about hanging out with us horrible lesbian pirates."

 

"Those were the most amazing orgasms I have ever experienced and I want more!" She slid her hands between our legs, squeezing our still-wet pussys gently. "The problem will be finding times for us to fuck when I don't have to watch Danny and Miriam or when mom is home."

 

Lisa looked thoughtful, "I won't be simple on our end either. Our parents accept our relationship but, for them, knowing we regularly have three-ways, would be a bridge too far." I nodded my agreement.

 

We took Ellie and her siblings home. Miriam, who was a very cute little girl, wanted to know when she could go back to the shop, she was fascinated by the art on the walls and the smells of the different coffees. Lisa and I went on to our secluded spot in the park, putting the back seat down and arranging the sleeping bag and blanket. It had been fun fingering Ellie's cunt, but I needed to eat my sweetie's pussy. I went at enthusiastically, but slowly. Lisa and I now knew what each of us wanted, Lisa loved my slow licking of her pink pussy and loved feeling Lisa's nipples rubbing on my naked body and my clit.

 

Basking in our lovely post-orgasm bliss I held Lisa close, "So babe, what do you think about Ellie?"

 

"She's been through a lot, but I think she's a girl determined to do better than her mom and to help her brother and sister as much as she can. She does really like sex, that's for sure."

 

"Well I want to see you wrestle with her, see which sexy dancer gets my pussy as a prize."

 

"I like that plan."

 

I took Lisa home and went home myself with many fresh, new mental images to call up when I used my magic wand.

 

Lisa, of course, made the dance team as did Ellie and (somewhat surprisingly) Alecia. I had never thought of Alecia as a dancer, but she definitely had moves and she was really fucking hot in her leotard. The team would augment the cheers at basketball games and also perform at the half. Lisa, my ever-sexy crusader for equality, suggested to the coach they should also go to the girls' basketball games. Cheers never went to any girls' sports and it had only been since I gotten to high school that the pep band came for girl's games. The dance coach, a short but very cute redhead, thought that was a wonderful plan. I could tell Steph and the other players were really happy to see the team there; maybe Steph and I weren't the only girls watching Lisa's firm ass.

 

In January people started getting letters of acceptance (or rejection) from colleges. I was unsurprised when I got a letter from the engineering school at Illinois saying I didn't get in. I did get an acceptance from Eastern Illinois and Indiana State, but I was waiting for the one I really wanted. Steph came bounding in to lunch one day waving her acceptance letter from Washington University in St. Louis, she had decided to study pharmacy and that was a really good school for it; she would also try-out for basketball to keep her mom happy. Michelle was accepted into the honor physics program at Illinois, to no one's surprise.

 

I got home and mom told me there was a letter for me on the kitchen table. Looking back, I think she knew what it was but she didn't spoil the surprise for me. There is was, a letter from Illinois State. My hands were shaking as I opened it, and it took me a moment to take in my new reality. Come August I would be living two hours away in Normal as a student at ISU in the Engineering Physics program. I think mom had really wanted me to go to Eastern Illinois and be closer to home, but she was happy for me. Dad was quite excited and even Janet gave me a hug before asking, "Can I have your room?"

 

I immediately went to call Lisa, but her phone was busy! Dammit! I kept calling, it was a scene out of so many teen movies in the 60's. Finally, I decided to just go to her house. Mom told me later she had called our house, also very excited, less than five minutes after a left. I pulled into her driveway and Lisa came running out holding a letter too. Yes dear reader, just like in a cheesy rom-com,

 

She was bouncing like a kangaroo, "You got in?"

 

"Yes! You?"

 

"Yes!"

 

And then the kissing began. Her parents deliberately did not come outside, there are somethings you don't want to watch your children doing and practically fucking on the front lawn is one of them. We brushed the grass off each other and went inside. Her letter welcomed her to the IWU community and to the Music School and to the Theater program. I also got hugs from Lisa folks, they really did like me, before we went back to my house. Mom, Dad, and Janet had figured out what was going on so there were, of course, more hugs

 

Mom, being amazingly perceptive, spoke up, "You girls should go to dinner tonight to celebrate. Just make sure to call Grandad when you get home."

 

"I will."

 

I told Lisa we would need to go to the Cajun place in Charleston soon, but we should go to the Jade Emperor tonight. We showed our letters to Mrs. Tsing. She was quite happy for us an sat us down to stuff us with food. Amanda, however, started to cry.

 

"I don't want you to go! I want you to stay and teach my dance class!"

 

Lisa pulled Amanda up into her lap (it was utterly adorable), "I know you will miss me Amanda, but I will come back to watch your performances. I'll also introduce you to my friend Ellie. She will take over the class when I go to college. She's really nice and I think you will like her." That seemed to calm Amanda and it clearly touched Mrs. Tsing as she insisted that we did not need to pay our dinner that night.

 

The next day at school Lauren showed off her acceptance letter too. She and I had talked about what we would do next year; we were most likely live together in the dorm our first year. We would probably fuck a lot too and Lisa would join us whenever she could. There was one member of the crew who was still hanging; Rita. Rita had heard nothing from the School of the Art Institute and she was getting worried. We all assured her she would know soon and that we all had utter confidence in her.

 

All us theater folks were interested in what the spring show would be. Traditionally it was a musical and Lisa was hoping it would be one where she would finally be the female lead. Ms Middlemarch put out word that the spring show would be announced in the auditorium, so we were there after school. Lisa was bouncing up and down on her toes with excitement; I was much cooler. I had my moment on stage with Our Town and I was back to the lighting booth for one more show. When Ms Middlemarch announced the spring show Lisa leapt from her seat, pulling me up by my arm and damn near dislocating my shoulder; the play would be Grease. I knew why Lisa was so excited, the role of Sandy in Grease was second only to Christine in Phantom of the Opera in terms of parts she longed to play. I truly didn't think that there was any other girl in the school who could play Sandy besides Lisa, so I was sure she had that role. My belief was reinforced when Ms Middlemarch made it a point to make sure Lisa would audition for the part as well.

 

Friday night Lisa and I celebrated. As soon as we were naked she rushed at me, driving her shoulder into my belly. I grabbed her white air, yanking her head back. Soon we were rolling on the floor mauling breasts and bellies, biting at nipples, grabbing cuntlips. I finally got her on her belly, sitting on her sculpted ass, and got my hands under her chin, pulling her up into a camel clutch, her firm tits jiggling as she tried to escape. I leaned back further and finally she gave up. I sat on her face, moaning with pleasure as she pushed her tongue into my pussy and later into my butthole. I fell off her, my legs spasming as I grabbed at my sopping wet pussy.

 

She asked me to use the dildo on her and I did. I slid it up inside my cunt and began fucking her lovely pussy from behind, grabbing tight to her hips. I pulled her upright so that I could squeeze her tits as I slowly slid the dildo in and out of her lovely pussy. Once the dildo was nice and wet I slid it into her ass and fucked her butthole while pulling her white hair. I reached around and slid two fingers up in her pussy so that I could feel the dildo sliding in and out of ass and I was rewarded with a small gush of her juices, which I of course licked up. Now nice and sleepy we cuddle dup together.

 

"So sweetie, you ready to make the next step." Lisa asked, teasing my nipple with her finger.

 

"I am. I am so ready for us to be able to fuck whenever we want to, I love the Red October and Alcyone, but beds are way nicer. There's also not enough room to wrestle in a car"

 

I was still working weekends with Habitat for Humanity. I needed work experience hours to earn my journeyman's card and Habitat was a good way to do that because I could just work weekends. I saw Ellie and Miriam out in their front yard; Ellie blushed when she saw me, but she brought Miriam over with her to talk to me.

 

"I didn't know you worked here."

 

"I'm a volunteer. Doing this helps me earn the hours I need to become a professional electrician and it's just a good thing to do." I gave Miriam a little wave.

 

She waved back, "Hi Miss Cindy! Guess what?"

 

I played along (this whole "Guess what?" crap is one of the many things that little kids do that really annoys me), "What's that?"

 

I'm going to start in dance class. I'll be in Miss Lisa's class with my friend Amanda."

 

"Well that is exciting."

 

Ellie smiled at me, "It means I'll be at the coffee shop waiting for her a lot. Maybe we can explore some more." She licked her lips in a way that made me want to fuck her right there on the lawn.

 

"I think we can manage that."

 

I was excited to tell The Chief about me getting in to college.

 

"I'm proud of you Cindy. You're going to school and learning a trade at the same time. I am sure you will be there up in the beams of theaters working on lights for many years."

 

"Thanks"

 

"Did Lisa get into IWU?"

 

"Yes she did, our plans are coming together."

 

"I'm really happy for you, Esther (his wife) and I look on you two girls like you are our own. I assume you told your grandfather?"

 

"Oh yeah, he's really happy for me. None of my cousins in Georgia ever went to college so he's really proud of me."

 

Today I was helping getting the wiring installed for some of the heavier appliances like the water heater and the stove. Those wires are a lot thicker and harder to feed through the walls but, as usual, The Chief was a good teacher.

 

He patted me on the shoulder at the end of the day, "You're a quick learner Cindy and you're a hard worker; I think you'll do fine in this job."

 

"Thank you, sir."

 

"Don't call me than Apprentice Manning," he tried to look stern, but he couldn't help but laugh." He had finally explained to me that only officers get called "Sir" and career enlisted men like him considered most officers to be "As useful as tits on a boar hog." Old sailors have an endless well of colorful sayings.

 

The announcement was made the cast list for Grease would be posted at the end of the school day and that sent Lisa into a spiral of worry that took all of us to pull her out. I, and all our other friends, kept telling her that there was no one else who could pull off the role, but she refused to be consoled, she was sure that she had somehow blown the audition. After school pretty much the entire crew of the Revenge made our way up to the hall outside of Ms Middlemarch's office to see the list on her office door.

 

"I can't look Cindy! Tell me if I'm there!"

 

I slapped her wonderfully firm ass, "Dammit, you made me look for myself, so you get to do it to. Now get over there and see for yourself wench!" I did not mention that I had seen her name on the list, I didn't want to spoil it for her.

 

Lisa's squeal of joy probably disturbed that bats who lived in the upper parts of the old school building. We all of course had to go look and there it was, "Sandra Dumbrowski -- Lisa Pickett". The high ultra sonics Lisa was emitting had brought Ms Middlemarch out of her office and she smiled at us, leaving me convinced that she had chosen this show precisely to spotlight Lisa's talent.

 

The version of the show we were going to do had a lot of the, shall we say, edgier parts edited out and the content of some of the songs changed from what was used in the movie. Ms Middlemarch told us that the original stage show, set in a Polish neighborhood in Chicago, was far, far raunchier than the movie ever was.

 

Grease was the most elaborate stage set-up the school had ever done, we were even going to try to get a car onstage, so I was in charge of the largest construction crew ever. I divided the group up into the various locations: the school gym, the burger palace, the bedroom, and outdoors, plus a few others. All of the sets needed to be on wheels, so they could be moved quickly, and the lighting was going to be tricky as well. I was feeling a bit overwhelmed, but I was driven to do the best job I ever had; Ms Middlemarch had pulled me aside to let me know that she was going to invite people from various musical scholarship programs to hear and see Lisa in her element. I was determined to show these folks how great Lisa was, my crew and I were going to aim for perfection.

 

When karaoke night arrived Lisa and I knew we had to perform our duet for our friends. Lisa even let it slip that I was going to be singing with her and that brought in some curiosity seekers. It was well known that I was not the musical talent of our relationship, so this had people intrigued. The image of the two infamous Lesbian Pirate Queens singing "You're the One that I Want" was impossible for the curious to resist. When I arrived and saw the shop almost full (Lisa saved my spot next to her on the Crying Couch) I would have turned around and left if it were not for Steph and Lauren quite forcefully marching me inside. Lauren had picked up Ellie at her house, I was glad to see she had been able to get out for a while.

 

I was sure Ben, who was calling the names, was determined to torture me by having us close out the night. Finally the time came, Lisa pulled me up off the couch and up to the stage. To this day I cannot explain why I was so scared. These were my friends, a fair number of them had seen my pussy up close. Never the less I wasn't sure whether I was about to barf all over the stage or just shit myself right then and there. Lisa pulled me back to reality.

 

"We got this babe, "she gave me a proper kiss, to the accompaniment of wild cheers from our friends.

 

One thing I had picked up from her was that once the music started I would enter The Zone and I would totally throw myself into it. Tonight I did just that; I was going to throw myself into this totally. Unlike the many times we sang it in private, this time we were wearing clothes.

 

Lisa's lust-meter was cranked to 11 that night. She was slinking about on the stage like her idol Olivia Newton-John, looking for all the world like she was about to sit on my face right there in the stage. By the time we reached the second verse the cheering in the coffee shop was approaching the level of the crowd noise when the Beatles played Shea Stadium.

 

"You better shape up, cause I need a girl

And my heart is set on you"

 

Here she put her hand right on my chest between my tits and the crowd went wild(er).

 

It wasn't until after we got off the stage that I noticed one of the reasons we were last on the list, Ben had waited until the record store closed so my coworkers could be there for this. Ben and Ron were, of course, crying as only our two favorite Old Queens could. In a moment of shock that had known no equal in my 18 years of life I got a big, public hug from my little sister. She gave Lisa a big, tearful hug too.

 

She had her arms around both of us, "These are my fucking big sisters!" she proclaimed loudly. Janet was always torn between wanting to be a cool and sophisticated part of the high school social elite and being proud of her weird lesbian sister and her beautiful girlfriend. Pride didn't win out often, and more often she expressed more pride about Lisa, but every so often she would let her bitchy façade slip just a little.

 

Naturally this brought out Weepy Lesbian Girl. Ben handed me a bar towel to clean up with, he was used to sudden appearances of Weepy Lesbian Girl and had gotten pretty good at predicting when she would take the stage. Ron, my manager at the record store, gave me a discreet hug.

 

"You girls were great. This will be a photo for the bulletin board." I blushed.

 

The crowd dissipated and soon it was down to just us regulars. Ellie was sitting next to us on the couch.

 

"I wish I could hang out with you two tomorrow, but mom has met some new guy and they are going out, so I get to stay home and feed the urchins." Ellie really identified with the whole Dickensian Street Urchin trope.

 

"What don't you bring them over to my house and I'll make dinner for all of us. I assume they like spaghetti?"

 

"Oh thank you! I couldn't face more grilled cheese sandwiches." By her own admission Ellie was not imaginative in the kitchen.

 

I told mom the plan when I got home. She was happy to let me do the cooking and even offered to go to the store while I was at school. Mom was always in favor of feeding groups of people. I was making a shopping list, checking on what we had on hand when Janet reverted to her bitchy form. Thankfully mom was not around.

 

"So, have you and Lisa fucked Ellie yet? She is pretty cute and seems to be your type."

 

"Dammit Janet! You are way more a perv than I am. I might as well ask about your and Rhonda!"

 

"Well, we did try kissing once, but we decided we like guys better."

 

It's not often I am shocked into silence, but this was one of those times. I was going to have to process this and, of course, tell Lisa. I went to bed, spending some quality time with my Magic Wand and mental images of Lisa fucking Olivia Newton-John.

 

I hurried home from school and got to work. Janet was helpful but kept smirking at me. I wanted to smack her, but mom was always peeking into the kitchen. Lisa picked up Ellie and her siblings and brought them over. Ellie had obviously told them to be on their best behavior because they weren't as rambunctious as usual. I was pleased to see them dig in to the spaghetti with gusto and it was clear Ellie appreciated our help in keeping them fed and entertained. Janet even refrained from burping at the table. Mom approved of Danny and Miriam volunteering to help clean up after dinner (Ellie told me she told them to do that). Us girls went downstairs to hang out for a bit and to let my mom deal with the youngsters (I really liked them, but they were exhausting to be around).

 

I was sitting on the couch leaning up against Lisa and Ellie was at the other end, playing footsies with me. I decided it was time to get back at Janet. I told Lisa and Ellie what she had said, Janet was horrified but Ellie did a poor job of stifling her giggle-fit. Lisa stood up, looking every inch the Angry Elf Queen. I knew my sweetie well enough this was all an act, but Janet didn't know that. Lisa pulled Janet up out of her chair and pulled her over her knees as she sat on a footstool. She proceeded to spank Janet's very cute ass (Even as her sister I had to admit my Janet was way prettier than I was).

 

"Now young lady, the next time you want to know about `Lesbian Stuff', you come to us directly. Otherwise the next spanking will be on your bare bottom."

 

It was Janet's turn to blush stop-sign red. "Yes Miss Lisa". Ooooh, that little minx! Was she coming on to my girlfriend? She wasn't, but I did have some really unwholesome images in my mind.

 

Lisa drove Ellie and the kids home and I rode along since I was spending the night at her house. Ellie invited us in to her house when we got there. We came in and she sent Danny and Miriam up to their rooms to get ready for bed. Looking around her house I could see the plugs I had wired, I felt a flash of pride that my work was now giving my friend a nice place to live. It wasn't a big house and it was obvious Ellie mom (and indeed Ellie and the kids) did not put tidying and cleaning high on the list of things to do. It wasn't that the house was dirty, it was what could best be described as "chaotic". I sat down in a chair, and to my surprise, Ellie sat in my lap with her arms around my neck. Lisa was across the room looking at us and smiling her naughtiest smile. Ellie's hands where already up inside my shirt, kneading my boobs. I did the same and we giggled and kissed for several minutes; at one point I came up for air and saw that Lisa had her hand in her jeans.

 

"I'm sorry we can't have any guarantee of privacy, but the urchins may come thundering down the stairs at any minute. I just wanted to remind you that I still want to properly fuck you. Lisa and I have found a good place and she's teaching me how to eat pussy properly."

 

"We take a shower after class when everyone has left since they let me lock up at night. She's good at boobfightng as well."

 

"Then next week I will join you, just try to wait for me to leave the record store before you two start fucking."

 

I got in some more kissing but before I could lift up Ellie's shirt to bite at her nipples I heard two sets of footsteps coming down the stairs. Ellie was up off my amazingly fast; she was still very much in the closet and knowing her mom's religious feelings that was not a bad idea. Realizing that as long as we were there we headed out. On our way out we did get to meet Skimbleshanks (it turned out Ellie shared Lisa's love of Andrew Lloyd Weber), a large orange and white cat. We were told it usually took him a while to warm up to new people. He seemed to like me, but animals generally do. We all took it as a poor omen when Ellie told us he would hang out in bedroom when her mom's current boyfriend came over.

 

Lisa and I managed to control ourselves until we made it to her bedroom, we were both very aroused and ready to go at it. Usually I was the one to suggest wrestling as foreplay but tonight Lisa announced she wanted to fight and I was quick to agree. Lisa launched herself at me with pure sexual ferocity. She grabbed my brown bush tight and pulled hard as she sank her teeth into my soft boob. I grabbed at her white hair, pulling her had back and biting at the base of her lovely neck. We rolled on the floor, kicking wildly. She grabbed at my pussy, pulling on my pussy lips as I grabbed at her neck with both hands. Lisa literally growled like an animal, using those sexy dancer muscles to flip me on my back. She grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide so that she could drive her heel hard into my pussy. That was when I gave up and slapped at the floor. Gripping my legs, she got between them, pressing her pussy tight to mine, and started grinding her cunt on mine. Her orgasm was a wet one, but not wet enough to soak the carpet.

 

Following that she sat on my face, "Now lick my cunt clean you sexy whore!" I loved it when she was like this.

 

I began licking with fervor, cleansing the delicious juices from ever part of her pussy and making sure to not neglect her tight butthole too.

 

She got up off of me, her delicious legs quivering a bit. "Was I too rough baby?"

 

"Trust me, I will tell you if you go too far. As long as I have all my body parts and most of my hair I am good with it. Now there is the matter of my lack of an orgasm here."

 

Lisa pulled me up onto the bed and pulled out ropes from her dresser (How did she get those?) and tied my wrists to the bedframe, just as I had done to her. Then she began crawl slowly up my nude body, letting her nipples drag lightly across my skin. She slid back down, spreading my legs to access my very wet cunt. Lisa went to work, slowly licking my clit and tracing out my pussy lips with her tongue; she also slid two fingers up inside my ass. Now I realized what exquisite torture this could be and when I did climax she slurped it up noisily. Lisa snuggled up against me, licking her lips and her fingers.

 

"Was that good baby?"

 

"I think that bruise on your hip is your answer." She had forgotten to secure my legs and had been on the receiving end of some good kicks when I was thrashing in pleasure. "So, what's sex with Ellie like?"

 

"Like she told us, she really likes sex. She's very enthusiastic and, like you, she kicks and thrashes when she climaxes. She told me it was never like that with guys, most of them pull out after they come, regardless of whether the girl had an orgasm or not."

 

"Rat bastards!"

 

"Yeah, I know. She's still new at pleasuring another girl, she bites when she's excited even if she's eating your pussy at the time."

 

"Nice! Did you pee on her?"

 

"I brought it up, but she wasn't sure about that. When you come to the studio for a shower we can bring that up."

 

"Sounds good to me." We kissed and rubbed nipples for a while, eventually drifting off to sleep.

 

Grease continues to be one of our favorite shows. Both of us were devastated at hearing of the death of Olivia Newton-John. Her story drives home the need for all us girls to get out annual exams, even if they aren't any fun, and to take care of our health.