Friends/Sisters/Lovers

Opening her purse, Anna reached in to put Trent inside, but caught sight of Mr. Collins looking back up at her before breaking eye contact. Smiling, she released the boy and let him fall into the bag. Funny, she had forgotten about the teacher, not that it mattered, he too would meet his end this day.

Walking up the driveway, she paused to look at all of the empty window frame, some with curtains pulled through and moving with the wind. She could also sense Veronica inside the house moving toward the front door opening it as Anna put her foot on the front stoop.

The two girls stood there, eyes upon one another. It was almost like they were seeing each other only now and for the first time. They came together in a crushing embrace, closer than two sisters could ever be.

“I understand now, what you did for me. I love you so much,” Veronica said, choked with emotion, a single crystal tear of happiness sliding down the right side of her cheek.

“And I you,” Anna replied, squeezing harder and feeling the veracity of the words.

Breaking the hug, Anna stepped into the house and closed the door. “The windows?” she asked.

Veronica pulled her lower lip between her teeth, nodding contritely, “I sort of let myself go,” she said.

“I felt it,” she said, placing her purse on the table near the door.

“I don’t know what to do about it,” Veronica confessed, shrugging her shoulders.

Anna nodded, “We’ll figure it out. Where’s Dr. Henry?” she inquired, “I ask him to assist you and I don’t sense him.”

Veronica smiled, “He’s resting, but I think during my moment, I might have inadvertently done something to him,” she said, looking abashed.

Anna smiled. “Is he okay?” she queried.

“Come, I think you should look at Jim,” the blonde said.

Following Veronica into Anna’s room, the blonde girl had fashioned a makeshift bed of sorts out of a plush facecloth. The good doctor was curled up in a fetal ball, his pale unblemished skin almost white in contrast to the material of the cloth.

Holding her hand over the tiny form, Anna could feel waves of raw energy radiating off of him.

“He’s been like that, sort of catatonic, since I, well you know,” Veronica said, scarlet touching her cheeks.

Anna nodded. “Odd,” she commented. “I have Valen with me, in my panties, kind of in the same condition as Dr. Henry,” she explained.

“Did you, you know, come like I did?” she asked.

“No, but he did, and did, and did,” she replied with a chuckle and a roll of her eyes.

Veronica chuckled, “Poor Valen,” she said, grinning and shaking her head.

Anna laughed and soon so was Veronica, the pair who had endured so much sharing levity. Their eyes met, locking them in a moment they both recognized. Cupping each other’s faces, they came together for a kiss, a soft gentle meeting of their lips.

“You are so beautiful,” Veronica whispered, leaning back in and kissing Anna and being kissed back in return.

“I want you,” Anna breathed hotly.

They shared another bus, this one long and passionate, tongue intertwined.

Anna felt a stir in her panties. Chuckling, she disengaged and took a step back, hands down on the button of her jeans.

“Yes,” Veronica said, blue eyes scintillating, stepping forward and dropping to her knees in front of the other girl, hands reaching out and helping with the pants.

Button undone and zipper down, Veronica tugged on Anna’s tight jeans, drawing them down over her hips. She could see the tiny form trapped behind the material of the panties. Leaning forward, she planted a light kiss on top of the fabric covering the boy.

Anna rolled her head back and let out a long breath.

Veronica pressed her lips over Valen again, kissing him more firmly. Opening her mouth, she put her tongue out, feeling his tiny shape and licking at the fabric.

Anna cupped her breasts, kneading the flesh, her breath becoming shallower, quicker.

Placing her index fingers in the elastic of the panties, she lowered them slightly, just far enough to reveal a portion of Anna’s sex and the upper body of the unconscious boy. Grinning, she moved in again, tongue dancing over Anna’s hot flesh and down over the boy leaving a trail of saliva actually connecting Valen to the brunette.

Anna moaned.

Pushing the jeans down around Anna’s ankles, Veronica placed her hand above her vagina, pulling the swollen flesh upward and running her tongue over the vibrant pink of Anna’s pussy.

Arching her hips forward, another sound of pleasure escaped her throat.

Leaning back on her heels, Veronica looked up, licking her lips.

Leaning her forward, Anna reached out to the side and supported herself against the wall as she hastily stepped out of her pants.

Rising back to her feet, Anna pulled Veronica back into another kiss before reaching down and pulling at her black yoga pants.

Veronica brushed Anna’s hands away, steering her toward the bed, “I’ve had one, your turn,” she said throatily, pushing her into a seated position onto the bed and kneeling in front of her. Pushing Anna onto her back, Veronica removed the jeans and then pulled back the panties, plucking Valen from the fabric and laying him face down atop Anna’s mound.

Lifting her hips, allowing Veronica to remove her panties, Anna glimpsed Valen’s tiny form sprawling on her and she grinned.

Putting her hands between Anna’s knees, Veronica parted her legs and shuffled forward, tracing feathery kisses up the inside of the other girl’s thigh. Looking up, she smiled devilishly, “Are you ready?” she asked.

Anna nodded.

Leaning in close, Veronica ran her tongue along the damp groove of Anna’s engorged sex, dragging a clear trail up of viscous fluid up and over the unconscious Valen. She kissed Anna a dozen more times before placing Valen in the shallow hollow between the middle and index fingers of her right hand. Using her left hand, she parted the lips of Anna’s vagina. Looking up at Anna, she grinned, “Now he can reciprocate the favor,” she said, slowly and carefully easing her fingers and little passenger into the tightness of Anna’s pussy, pulling her fingers back but leaving him nestled in the folds of her depths. Capricious smile on her pretty face, Veronica practically assaulted Anna’s vagina, lapping at it, swirling the flesh expertly.

The intensity was overwhelming as Anna came, hands tearing through the blanket she was lying on and ripping into the mattress below.

Cerulean eyes afire, Veronica crawled up onto Anna, straddling her torso as she moved forward. Anna, her own emerald eyes alight, rolled and flipped Veronica onto her back, positioning herself over the blonde girl and lowering her drooling pussy onto the other girl’s eager mouth. Contracting, she pushed the youth within her down toward the opening in her sex. Underneath, Veronica Craned her head up and opened her pretty mouth, capturing Valen’s emerging legs and greedily sucking his little body into her moth

Curling her hands around the solid headboard, Anna ground herself against Veronica’s probing tongue, fingers causing the wood to splinter, unleashing another climax. Time seemed to blur, bend, as the two satiated one another and themselves, sometimes using Valen, other times just sharing between themselves.

When finally it was done, the room looked like it had been torn asunder. The pair lay on the bed, side by side, arms around each other, hair intertwined.

Anna chuckled.

“What?” Veronica asked, turning and propping herself up on an elbow.

“I wonder if Valen is going to remember his first threesome?” she queried with mirth in her voice.

Veronica laughed and rolled over onto her stomach, drawing her knees up under her and putting her bottom up in the air, “Or his first anal, he’s in my butt,” she said, giggling.

Getting up onto her knees, Anna circled around behind the blonde, playfully slapping one of the perfect rounded globes of her ass before pulling Valen back through Veronica’s little pink sphincter.