You could have heard a pin drop after Jo finished her story, as each girl processed what she’d heard. The twins were the first to break the silence. They leapt up, shared a high five and with a whoop, cried out:
“One of us! One of us!”
The twins outing themselves came as a surprise to nobody. But Jo’s story still had the others stunned.
“You mean you’re a…” began Cathy.
“I’m not a anything,” retorted Jo. “I had one lesbian experience. Well, one serious experience. That does not mean that I am a lesbian.”
“Oooh, you so are,” exclaimed Erica, pausing in mid prance. “And I’m going to prove it.”
With that, the redhead sat down on the blind girl’s lap, took Jo’s face in her hands and planted a lingering kiss on her lips. In spite of herself, Jo responded, kissing eagerly back.
“Oh my G…” began Allison and then fell silent.
The others watched incredulously, as the redhead slid one hand under the blind girl’s short pleated skirt. They heard Jo murmur with desire as Erica’s gently probing fingers found their way to her tender pussy – already moist from the story that she had recounted.
Jo twisted in the soft chair that she was seated in, to allow the redhead better access. Then she began to slide her hand up inside the twin’s fleecy sweater, and began to explore her partner’s large soft responsive breasts. Now it was Erica’s turn to murmur in delight. The other’s watched in open mouthed astonishment, unable to tear themselves away from the scene unfolding before them.
All that is, except Sam, who was jealous that her sister had bagged the blind girl first.
“Come on, you guys,” cried Sam, “haven’t you seen a couple of hot chicks get it on before?”
“Umm… No, actually,” responded Anita, still staring.
“Well, if you’re that interested in knowing more, I’ll help you out,” declared the neglected twin.
“That’s okay, hon,” responded Cathy, “we’re not all girlie girls.”
“Is that right?” asked Sam, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise.
“’Fraid so,” said Allison with a shrug.
“Well, I’ll believe you,” concluded Sam. “Or at least, I would if any of you weren’t staring at my sister, with your hands stuck down your knickers.”
Several of the watchers looked up with a guilty start, whilst Jo and Eric continued to make love; oblivious to the world around them.
“Who are you trying to kid?” continued Sam with a smirk. “If you want to sample the delights of girl-girl loving, I’m all yours.”
Nobody moved.
Sam through herself back on the couch, legs akimbo – a purely symbolic gesture, since she was wearing jeans.
“C’mon guys,” she said, “don’t leave me hanging.” |