Part 32 -- The End of the Beginning

 

The next few weeks were dominated by me getting ready to go to off to college while my friends were doing the same. We would be scattering across the state and probably not see each other until the Christmas holiday and we all wanted to fuck each other before we separated. Sex aside, there were still a lot of things to be done. My first job was to get all my film developed from the band's tour of Indiana and Illinois and to get those photos into my photo albums. There were some very provocative photos of Lisa and my other friends, but no outright nude photos; but I was confident that, had someone been watching the prints come out of the machine at the lab Target used, there some guy working in there could have assembled some credible masturbation material. If I was going to do real nudes I needed a Polaroid camera (years later digital technology would make erotic photos much easier.

 

I took Lisa shopping for a bicycle, getting around our respective campuses (and around town) would be easier (and cheaper) on a bike, at least until the snow and ice came. We scoured thrift stores and pawn shops until we finally found a good one. I had spent enough time working on my bicycle (and Janet's as well) to have, I hoped, a good eye for finding a bike in reasonable shape. We finally found one in a Salvation Army store in Danville, a white Raleigh 12-speed. As a bonus I spotted a bike rack that would fit in the hitch receiver on the Red October and that would make transporting them loads easier. Back at her house we parked it in the garage and went to the downstairs bedroom (her mom and dad weren't home from work yet) to get naked.

 

Both of us had a powerful craving for pussy so we spent a thoroughly enjoyable time in a 69; licking and fingering each other's pussy and butthole. We took our time so that my orgasm wasn't as violent and Lisa's wasn't as juicy. I held on tight to Lisa, letting her bite on my boob as much as she wanted while I pushed a finger deep into her butt. This was much more low-key than the good-bye sex that would happen in the coming days because we knew we would see each other almost as often as we had during in high school.

 

Lisa sat up against the headboard of the bed and I leaned back against her, resting on her nice breasts while she played with my hair. "So baby, what do you want to do with our friends before we leave this wretched town?"

 

"I guess the question is do we want to strike out on our own or stick together and have all three-ways?"

 

"You know I love fucking other girls with you but I still have work and so do you. We can be together as much as we can manage but we can say goodbye to our friends individually too. I think we need to go see Rita and her mom first and that means we need to put together my photo albums. You want to come to my house tonight or do you want to start in the morning."

 

"Let's get right to it. I assume there will be one album just for us and our friends." Her smile was a very naughty one, there were numerous photos that would make good pin-up posters and some tame Playboy layouts and those our parents did not need to see. She left a note for her parents, they had gotten used to us going back and forth between houses, and headed to my house. Mom and Dad weren't home from work yet but Janet was there.

 

Lisa patted my butt as we walked to the house, "You be nice to your little sister, she's going to miss you in her own way."

 

"I think she will miss you more than she will miss me but I promise to be good sweetie."

 

"That's my girl, you'll get an extra helping of pussy tonight."

 

We set up on the kitchen table, putting photos into new albums that I had gotten at K-Mart; Janet sat there with us, next to Lisa, actually helping out some. I did notice her eyes lingering on some of the racier photos of Lisa and our friends. She didn't show much, if any, interest in some of the sexy ones of me. Janet might be moving from a zero to maybe, just maybe, a two on the Kinsey scale but for her, like me, incest was just going too far. I had a strong feeling that, if she hadn't fucked them already, she would at least try with Rhonda or Ellie; Ellie had certainly made it plain she found my baby sister attractive and she certainly loved sex with girls.

 

"You two certainly had some adventures. Did Honey ever make it to Wyoming?"

 

"I got a card from her a few days ago. She's at her cousin's and looking for a job." I looked over at Lisa and smiled, "She said her cousin sometimes dances at a strip club." Lisa giggled and I was pleased to see her nipples had almost immediately stiffened.

 

"There's a job for you Snow White, if the whole acting thing doesn't work out," Janet remarked in her bitchiest of tones. I smacked her in the back of her blonde head.

 

"Watch it Brat, you're on thin ice here." She stuck her tongue out at me and Lisa giggled in a very unwholesome way.

 

We showed Mom and Day the "safe" albums, they were quite impressed with our travels. Mom never really wanted to go much of anywhere, as hard as Dad tried to get her to actually take a vacation; I think my travels had awakened something in him. I wondered if that made me a bad daughter or a good one.

 

Downstairs I pushed Lisa down on the bed. I had seen the movie Blaze recently on deep cable and I had practiced some moves in the mirror, Honey's card had inspired to me. I put on Dire Strait's "Once Upon a Time in the West" and did my best striptease. Three measures into the song I was doing my moves and Lisa had her hand in her shorts; I licked my lips in a really dirty way, wondering if Janet could hear us. I proceeded to slowly peel Lisa's shorts and tank-top off before spreading her legs wide. I went in for the pussy torture she loved, two fingers in her pussy, one finger (on my other hand) in her butt and sucking on her clit and flicking it with my tongue. I knew it was going to get messy when she clamped her thighs against my head so I opened wide and tried my best to take in all her lovely juices. I was drenched, but I kept most of it off the carpet. Lisa rolled me over, pressing her pussy down on mine and doing a slow grind to the music, she held me tight when a wonderfully violent orgasm hit me.

 

We took a nice, long shower in the morning. We were off to see Alecia (and Rita) that morning and then we would meet with Rita's mom to "de-brief" (sadly it did not involve underwear removal). When we got to Alecia's we didn't even bother with the pool; I body-slammed her onto the bed and pulled her t-shirt off to expose her dark brown nipples. Lisa pulled her shorts off and wasted no time in starting to eat her dark pussy. I sat on her face, moaning as her tongue worked me over. Rita sat in a nice, comfy chair masturbating as she watched us.

 

Lisa yanked Rita out of the chair and wrapped her braid around Rita's slender neck, her hair had grown out enough for her to resume her role as the Lesbian Strangler. She dragged Rita to the floor, sitting on her belly and grabbing her tits. She pinched the nipples hard and pulled up, stretching Rita's magnificent breasts out from her chest. From the sounds she was making she was about to climax just from Lisa mauling her tits. Lisa stood up and pulled me off of Alecia, "You go fuck Rita and her fat jugs, I want some lovely black pussy." She jumped on Alecia and put her head between her firm, dark thighs. With Lisa's white hair and Alecia's black hair they made quite the noisy, slurping sexual yin-yang.

 

Rita wanted to fight, she went straight on to trying to kick me square in the cunt. Her aim was off a bit but she still caught me by surprise. I grabbed her in a headlock and drove my fist into her belly. Like me, I have to admit, Rita had gotten a bit chubbier, though most of it had gone to her tits (lucky bitch!) but my fist sank in and knocked the wind out of her. Het her down on the floor I sat on her belly, twisting her nipples with gleeful cruelty, feeling her naked body writhing underneath me and rubbing my pussy.

 

"Will you fuck me with my dildo Cindy?"

 

"Sure sweetie"

 

I got off her and let her go get her purple dildo. I slowly slid one end into my pussy, which felt good, and I rolled her on her belly with her bubble-butt in the air. "Ass or cunt bitch?

 

"Fuck my pussy! Please!"

 

I grabbed her hips and pushed the dildo into her wet cunt. I began pounding away, like I had seen in the videos that Lisa liked. Having a dildo used on me just wasn't that arousing but I did enjoy using one on my friends. I kept working it in and out, letting Rita scream out from her orgasm but not stopping; I kept fucking her long after she had climaxed, really working over her quivering pussy. Finally, she begged me to stop and I did.

 

We sat on the couch for a bit, Lisa in my lap so I could play with her tits, Alecia was in Rita's lap sucking on one of her big, brown nipples while Rita played with her curly black hair.

 

"I'm going to miss you girls, I'll be on my own in Chicago."

 

Alecia let go of Rita's big tit, "I'll miss you too."

 

I was stroking Lisa's soft, white hair, "We'll still come back sometimes and you'll have your family in Chicago Rita. I bet Carolina will introduce you to all sorts of interesting people and so will Cornelius."

 

"Yeah, but I can't fuck either of them."

 

I had a brief mental image of me seeing Carolina naked and I am sure Lisa felt me quiver as I thought about Rita fucking her half-sister. "Sweetie, I have no doubt you will find someone who finds you as sexy as we do. That goes for you too Alecia." After some kissing we go dressed again because we were meeting with Rita's mom and we didn't dare be late for that.

 

Rita rode with us back to her house. She and Alecia lived in the same neighborhood but the houses (and yards) were so big that they were pretty far apart. As we drove she asked us all about our adventure with Honey, especially the sex. In turn we asked her about the story of Katherine and her katana; Rita filled in some details but it had happened when she was in the 5^th grade and it wasn't until several years later she learned about. She told us that her junior high and high school boyfriends were a real disappointment to her mom and Katherine, not because she was "sexually active" (her words) but because she stayed with guys her weren't nice to her, guys who only wanted her for her cunt. My coming to her rescue from Brayden had really impressed her mom because, like them, I had a need to rescue other women from bad situations. She also told us that her mom had told her that they knew, and accepted, that she was bisexual and that they really wanted her to have more friends like us, Alecia, and Steph.

 

Mrs. Graff was waiting for us in the living room, together with Katherine and (to our surprise) Erin was there too.

 

Lisa brightened up, "Hi Erin! Are you on leave right now?"

 

Erin smiled (she had a very nice smile), "My enlistment is up, I've been discharged from the Marines and now I'm going to be living in Chicago with Katherine and playing in the orchestra for the Lyric Opera of Chicago."

 

Katherine's smile was one of the happiest I had ever seen on her, "Having played in the Marine Band opens many doors." I noticed she was holding Erin's hand. I looked over at Rita and she nodded slightly. I knew they had been a couple! Knowing what I knew about the military they had both been as far in the closet as was possible (it would be 17 years before openly gay people could serve in the military). I am sure Mrs. Graff had known the truth, but it was likely that no one else had.

 

Mrs. Graff looked relaxed, something that was unusual for her. "I want you girls to know that you were a vital part in helping out Honey. Reggie told me how you, Cindy, were willing to take her with you right then and there, but I am glad that Lisa brought Reggie in on the plan. Cindy, your bravery and zeal to help people is epic but sometimes..."

 

Lisa interrupted her, "It's like Mrs. Fontenot once said, she has the heart of a lion but sometimes she has the common sense of a turnip." I had to nod, she was absolutely right and it was why I needed her with me to keep my plans in check.

 

Mrs. Graff was laughing so hard she was crying; Lisa and I were shocked to see Katherine laughing as well. We had never really seen her laugh, it was clear that having Erin with her made her a very happy woman.

 

Wiping her eyes Mrs. Graff looked right at me, "Who is this Mrs. Fontenot? She is clearly a woman of keen observation and great insight."

 

I was blushing, "She runs the Cajun restaurant in Charleston. She's the person who gave me the confidence to really throw myself into my cooking."

 

"Having had your Cajun cooking and your jerked chicken (Katherine looked at me with admiration upon hearing this) we are all in her debt for you keeping us well-fed. Anyway, if you girls are willing, I might call upon you to help us out in the future if the need arises."

 

Lisa's blue eyes were shining and by now she knew me well enough to answer for both of us, "We would be happy to help out other women in Honey's position whenever we can." I nodded.

 

"I figured you would," Mrs. Graff smiled warmly, "It's good to have people scattered around the state who can help with this. Are you girls excited for this next stage in your lives?"

 

"I am, but I'm nervous too. I've never been very far from home and never for an extended period. I'll have Lisa close by and our friend Lauren will be one of my suite mates." Lisa squeezed my hand.

 

"I don't know of anyone from school going to IWU so I'm actually kind of scared."

 

I squeezed back, "That why you got me babe. I think once it's known that we will feed people on Sunday nights you'll meet lots of folks." I looked toward Mrs. Graff, "Her dorm has a kitchen on each floor and I can make loads of spaghetti on short notice. I also hope we can come see Rita sometimes, when we need some city life."

 

"I'm sure Carolina will let us crash at her place." Rita was nervous too but she was much more a city girl than we were.

 

The next morning I had a job working with Allison. She also peppered me with questions about college, she had gone to community college and she was a little jealous I was going off to a big university. She smiled when I told her I was jealous of how she had built up a successful business and become a respected woman in her field. She had taken a job to work at renovating a downtown storefront into a place that would see New York style pizza by the slice. I wasn't sure how well that would go over, but she pointed out they had a location in the midst of most of the downtown bars and so would have a captive audience at last call. Allison was a seriously smart businesswoman.

 

When we got done I went over to Steph's house. She was leaving in a few days for St. Louis and when I arrived she left no doubt as to what she wanted to do, she answered the door totally naked and pulled me inside. Kissing Steph was always fun because she was the only girl I knew who was taller than me, she had to bend down a bit to reach my mouth. I loved biting at her firm boobs and rubbing her blonde bush with mine. My boobs were a little bigger than hers and she enjoyed getting dovefucked as much as I did. I worked my hard nipple on her warm, wet clit while Steph grabbed my hair and pulled hard. She trapped me between her long, toned legs as her juices wet down my tits. She got between my legs, holding tight (she knew her peril) and sucking on my clit pretty hard. Steph was strong enough to keep from getting kicked and she tormented me even further by sucking on my toes while I was still spasming from my orgasm. We sat there on the floor, holding on to each other tight, our tits pressed together and our pussys rubbing. We were moaning into each other's mouths when Steph stiffened up.

 

"Oh shit! Mom's home early!"

 

What followed was a frenzy of putting on clothes and hoping we didn't miss any underwear. I we sat on the couch, trying not to seem out of breath when her mom came in. Steph's mom was always kind of cold to me, I was totally sure she knew I was a lesbian but I had no idea if she knew Steph was bisexual. She was a real estate agent and, at least to me, seemed to be totally obsessed with her social status and how much money she was making. That, and she made Steph pretty miserable by living vicariously through her daughter. She pushed her relentlessly and was often really critical of her, sometimes (I thought) to the point of being outright mean. It was a big reason why Steph was excited to get away from home to go to school.

 

I did my best to talk politely with her but she kept wanting to talk about Rita and her family, I think she wanted to know if the Graff's would be moving back to Chicago so that she could sell their house (and make serious bucks in the process). She also went on and on about Steph pledging her old sorority and playing basketball, just like she did when she went to Western Illinois. Steph just sat there, not making eye contact with her mom. After her mom went upstairs to her office I scooted over to kiss Steph some more.

 

I was laying on the couch with my head in her lap. "How do you deal with your mom? I thought my mom was controlling but she is a bush-leaguer compared to yours."

 

"Yeah, I know. It's why I like you and Lisa and Rita so much. You're just so laid-back, at least compared to Mom and you always accepted me for who I am. I'm going to miss you all; I hope we can get together while we're at school, without Mom."

 

"I'd like that. Are you going to join you mom's sorority?"

 

"Oh hell no! The fact that I'm going to a college that seems to attract Bitches like a rosebush attracts beetles is worrying enough; the thought of living with an entire house full of them is too awful to contemplate. Besides, sororities are not known for welcoming queer people like us."

 

I kissed her goodbye and drove home. I was surprised to see Lisa's car in front of the house. I assumed my sweetie was there to surprise me. Well, I was about get the surprise of my life.

 

When I went inside I heard the unmistakable sounds of sex; peeking up the stairs I saw Janet sitting on the couch with Lisa's white hair between her legs. My girlfriend was eating my baby sister's pussy! And from the sounds Janet was making she was doing a really good job of it too. I shut the door and went downstairs quietly; this was something Lisa had fantasized about for at least a year and I had seen Janet looking at Lisa a lot, so I was OK with this. God knows Lisa and I fucked a lot of other girls but I was definitely going to take advantage of this to mess with Janet's head some. I put in my tape of The Big Easy (love the music!) and waited. Sure enough, within a few minutes there were the sounds of loud orgasms, Janet evidently is a screamer, and then I heard Janet's somewhat panicked voice.

 

"Shit! Is the TV on downstairs? Oh fuck! Someone's home!"

 

I heard some scrambling around and then footsteps coming down the stairs. Now I have blushed in an epic way many times in my life but the shade that Janet's face turned would not have looked out of place on a baboon's ass. I just sat on the couch and smiled at them, Lisa was trying hard not to laugh. Neither of us felt any shame about the situation but it was time to give Janet some payback for her being such a bitch so much of the time.

 

"Come sit down sweetie, we need to talk." I noticed she was at least wearing panties, Lisa just had a t shirt on that showed off her incredible butt and white bush.

 

"You can't tell Mom and Dad! Please, you can't tell anyone!"

 

I tried to look all stern and serious but I just couldn't do it. I burst out laughing right along with Lisa.

 

"Brat, this is not my story to tell. I think everyone at school has seen how you look at Lisa for the last year and she's brought up fucking you several times. Before you get all worried, no I don't want to join in. That would just be too weird." Lisa was hugging Janet, who was still epically blushing."

 

Lisa looked at me, "I'm not even the first girl, Little Sister has been a busy girl this summer."

 

Now it was my turn to be genuinely surprised, "What? Who?"

 

Janet's voice was quiet, "Rhonda was the first. We had kissed and played with each other's boobs and then one night when I slept over at her house she suggested I show her what I thought you two did in bed, and so I did. This summer I also fucked Ellie. She's an absolute wild thing, sexually speaking; we're not serious like you two but we have had a lot of fun."

 

I kissed her on the head, "Good for you brat! Now, neither of us are going to tell anyone, neither of us will never forget the day when I came out to you, and Mom and Dad, that the first person in our family to welcome Lisa in was you (I could see Lisa's blue eyes were bright with tears remembering that moment) and you stuck up for us and helped Lisa get elected Homecoming Queen. Just know that there are several girls amongst the crew of The Revenge who enjoy girls and they will all welcome you in."

 

Janet looked up, "Like who?"

 

"Alecia, Ellie (but you know that already), and her friend Charlotte, to name three. You know to be careful who you tell things to, and I know you like guys too, just always make him wear a condom. I don't want to think about Mom and Dad's reaction if you got pregnant; that said, you find yourself in a jam you can count on us to have your back no matter what." Lisa and I both hugged her. "Now go put on some shorts before Mom comes home."

 

And that was how I learned my baby sister liked girls as well as boys.

 

The next morning, snuggled together in her bed, we formed a plan. We were going to mess with Ellie's head too, in a fun sort of way, and give her a wonderful going-away present before we left town; we just had to get her alone. Lisa, ever the deviser of cunning plans, came up with an idea. After tonight's class she would make sure that Mrs. Tsing gave Miriam a ride home, that would be pretty easy. Then she would get Ellie in the showers and, after the store closed I would join them, acting all big and bad about her ruthless fucking of my baby sister before doing the same to her.

 

Ray, the store manager, had told me that I could help myself to CD's in the 3 For a Dollar bin. Most of them were there for a reason but I did find some gems, like the soundtrack from American Graffiti, several of those cheesy compilations you saw advertised on late-night TV during Friday Night Videos, and a Japanese pressing of Motörhead's No Sleep till Hammersmith. I was a happy woman as I waited in the shadows like a lesbian vampire for the little girls, especially Amanda and Miriam, to get picked up; I did not want to hear squeals of "Miss Cindy!" tonight.

 

I could hear the water running and some pleasurable moaning, I had figured Lisa wouldn't be able to wait for me, so I got out of my clothes and shoved them in a locker. Entering the shower, I found Ellie squatting down, grabbing Lisa's wonderful ass and thoroughly enjoying her white-furred pussy.

 

I decided to channel my best Susan Ivanova (from Babylon 5) in full righteous fury.

 

"You common gutterslut! What? Was my baby sister's cunt not good enough for you? You need to eat out my girlfriend too! I should twist those luscious tits right off your sexy body!" I had been reading more and I had expanded my vocabulary; I was doing my best to maintain my fearsome Mean Girl face but I knew at some point both Lisa and I would break down in a fit of giggling. Ellie's sexy brown eyes wear wide when I pinned her up against the wall with my tits (thinking back to when Lee had done the same thing to three years ago). I pushed two fingers up inside her wet pussy, pumping them in and out. As I felt her warm, wet body quivering under me I pushed a third and fourth finger inside her. Finally, helped out by the stream of water from the shower I pushed my hand up inside her, impaling her like a puppet. I was leaned in, biting at her nipples, and I could feel Lisa pushing her tongue into my butthole. Ellie's brown eyes were rolled back in her head and she was moaning loudly; her head thrashing, her wet, black hair flying everywhere.

 

We pulled her into the locker room and laid her down on her back; Lisa was between her strong legs, devouring her dripping pussy. I lowered myself down onto her pretty face, my own juices coating her pretty face. "Now, you fucking lovely harlot, eat my fucking pussy!" She was a good girl and did as she was told. I collapsed into a writhing mass of limbs and hair, moaning and thrashing as I came. We sat on some towels with Ellie in between us.

 

"You scared the life out of me, you evil fuzzball! I thought you were really mad at me!"

 

I kissed her on the cheek, "I was just messing with you. I've learned my baby sister has been a busy little girl this summer. First Rhonda, then you; and now, just yesterday, Lisa."

 

Ellie's head whipped around to look at Lisa, who was blushing deeply, "You fucked her too?

 

"Well, she came on to me, I didn't make the first move; that's not to say I had not used the images of fucking the Manning sisters (perhaps at the same time) as quality masturbation material."

 

I gave Ellie's dark nipple a twist, "You're in an exclusive club, you and Lisa as the only girls who have fucked both of us."

 

"Do you think it was a one-time thing?"

 

"That I don't know, Janet is one fickle little vixen but knowing her she'll be back to you. She likes you, she admitted as much to me. It probably won't be a long-term relationship but judging from her reaction to Lisa going down on her she will always have joyful sex."

 

I had one more girl to see before I left for school. The next day I was over at Lee's house. She was my first real lover and she would always be one of my best friends. Sex was a leisurely thing this time, mostly taking turns rubbing our pussys and fucking each other with our nipples.

 

"Do you have any idea how jealous I am of you and Lisa? You got hit by a thunderbolt, you found true love sitting under a damn maple tree with a half-eaten subway sandwich in her lap. You do realize how lucky you are? Most people, man or woman, live their whole lives never finding a love as true as what you two have."

 

I gave her a long kiss, "Oh, I certainly know. You know I've never been the religious sort, my parent's old church saw to that, but if I wanted to point to something that shows the existence of a higher power in the universe then me and Lisa is it. You know what I love to say; this is true love, you think this happens every day? You'll find someone; hell, you may find yourself a whole harem and start a lesbian sex cult."

 

"Now that would be fun."

 

The next night was our last karaoke night before we scattered and it was epic. Lisa and I did our duet of "You're the One That I Want", and of course Lisa sang "You'll Never Walk Alone." I did my scandalous versions of "Born to Be Bad" and "Good Girls Got to Heaven (But the Bad Girls Go Everywhere)" but the tears really flowed for "Daydream Believer" and "Celluloid Heroes". I dedicated that one to Lee and her dad, who broke me out of my shell and gave me a love of the movies. I had planned that one, when I reached the last line, "And celluloid heroes never really die." I was holding up a black and white still of Ingrid Bergman from Casablanca as she watched Victor singing "La Marseillaise". Lisa's blue eyes were bright and she had her hands over her mouth in her utterly adorable way. I was making my way back to the Crying Couch when I was intercepted by Lee who gave me a massive, teary-eyed kiss, promising to tell her dad all about it. I sat in Lisa's lap on the couch, "How was I baby?"

 

"You've come a long way, singing-wise, baby."

 

Our last song of the night was Sonny and Cher's "I Got You Babe," which, true to form, reduced both Ben and Ron to blubbering heaps. We promised them we would come see them every time we came back to town and they promised to take care of our friends (and to look after Janet).

 

Ben wiped his nose on a towel, "For all her faults she really is a sweet kid and she practically worships the two of you." Great, now we were crying too; a fine curtain call for Weepy Lesbian Girl.

 

And so, dear readers, on the 20^th of August, 1994, I set out in my old red Jeep, with my parents following in the van, my baby sister riding with me, headed for college in Normal, Illinois. By sheer luck, as we left town, the song that came up on my cassette was by The Kinks, "The Road." Janet probably wondered why there were tears coming down my cheeks as I sang "We were all each other had when we started out on the road," but she didn't ask for details.

 

So while this story had been a work of fiction it has mirrored my life in many way, or at least my life as I would have fantasized it being. The story was true to my life in that, on the 20^th of August 1994 I drove forth from my little hometown of Effingham, Illinois to the next part of my life in Normal, Illinois as a student at Illinois State University. Our story will continue in the College section of Nifty so I hope you will continue to follow the adventures of our protagonist and her lovely girlfriend. As always, I love hearing from you (cattingcindy@yahoo.com) and please consider donating to the Nifty archive (https://donate.nifty.org)