Cross Contamination Chapter 5: Making Friends with Strangers
A few days after her first cheerleading practice, Renee invited Cassie over to her house with Melissa for a sleepover. Cassie had been a little wary of Renee after feeling so humiliated in front of the other cheerleaders, but her behavior in the past few days had been nothing but kind. Besides, her former best friend Kelsy had stopped talking to her, and it felt like Renee, Melissa, and the other cheer girls were all she had.
Things had scarcely gotten any better with Peter. Their conversations were stlited and awkward, and they hadn't attempted to kiss again. The three girls sat cross-legged on Renee's giant bed while Cassie vented her frustrations.
"I don't know..." she said sadly. "I just thought things would be different. We always seemed to have such a good connection when we were friends."
Renee and Melissa shared a knowing look, fighting to keep the smiles off their faces. That was because, with Renee's help, Peter couldn't see Kissy as anything but a piece of meat.
"Well, let me see." Said Renee, holding out her hand, "I want to take a look at how you two are texting.'
Cassie glumly handed over her phone, and Renee scrolled through several pages of dry, short 'good morning' and 'how are you' texts. She shook her head and started typing.
"Hey wait!" Yelped Cassie, reaching for the phone. "What are you writing?" Melissa giggled and held her back, giving Renee time to finish.
"What you two need," said Renee with a devilish smile, "Is a little more...spark. I just tossed something out there to get his fire going a little."
Melissa let Cassie go, and she finally grabbed her phone from Renee's hand, dread in her heart.
[Hey baby. Have you ever gotten a blowjob?]
She groaned. How could Renee do this to her? She wanted to die of embarrassment.
"Noooooo. Renee, whyyyyy? I'm going to text him and tell him that it was you just now."
"Wait!" Said Renee, grabbing her hand to stop her from texting Peter again, "Why don't you see how he responds first. If you don't like how things go, I swear I will confess. You two need to break the ice a little. A little dirty talk is the perfect way to turn up the heat. That's not the end either. You are going to need to do the rest. I'll coach you" Cassie still wasn't convinced. Maybe it would be better if she handled communications with her boyfriend. Well, she could always take Renee's advice into consideration and decide for herself. She just had to make sure her new friend didn't get a hold of her phone again.
Renee thumped a hand down on the bed like she was calling a meeting to order. "Speaking of dirty talk. You and I have to talk about the homework I've been sending to you. I told you you would have to report back."
Cassie gulped. She had sort of assumed that because Melissa was here as well, she would have a reprieve from talking about these things. She looked over at the tall, beautiful cheerleader, who was grinning in anticipation.
Renee saw Cassie glancing nervously at Melissa laughed "Oh, you're worried about Mel? Don't be, girlie. I told Mel alllll about your problems and my plans for you. I tell her everything, we're besties."
Cassie wasn't sure that it made her feel better that these two gorgeous women were discussing her sexuality in private She thought that that might be a little rude... But something about the idea of the two beautiful girls discussing her masturbation habits in detail did sound somehow...intriguing.
"So anyway, spill." Said Renee, leaning forward enough that Cassie could see down her loose shirt, "How often have you been rubbing one out?"
Cassie blushed and looked down mumbling, "Ummm, maybe...twice a day."
Renee put her hand on Cassie's thigh and gently asked, "Really Cassie? Is that the real number?"
"W-well." Stammered Cassie guiltily, "Sometimes four times. Once in the morning and t-three times at night." The new way Renee had taught her just felt so good, and the videos Renee sent her were so compelling, that she sometimes just couldn't help herself.
Melissa threw her head back and laughed loudly, clapping her hands. Renee smiled widely and squeezed Cassie's thigh with an "atta-girl" motion.
"Kissy, you little slut!" Said Renee approvingly. "Well, that means we should have lots of data. Talk to me. Which of the videos I sent was your favorite?"
"It was... ummm." Renee and Melissa were both leaning forward now, Renee's hand still on her thigh. They had looks of eager anticipation on their faces. Cassie had a sudden urge not to tell them, to keep her sexuality private. Was this really the sort of thing normal friends discussed? She had never gone this in depth about her sexual preferences with Kelsy.
"Tell us, Kissy. Now." Renee's voice wasn't loud, but it was hard and demanding. Her hand's pressure was steady on Cassie's thigh. Renee had been such a good friend. She was different from Kelsey, but different didn't mean wrong. Cassie folded.
"It was the... one with lots of men and one girl."
"Oooooohhh, the gangbang scene," cooed Renee, as Melissa giggled.
It was a scene where a pale, curvy, dark-haired school girl was chosen by the teacher as a sex ed example, and was fucked mercilessly by her class, which was improbably filled with only massive muscular black men.
"Give me the details, Kissy. Why did that one get you all hot and wet?"
Cassie shrugged, her face burning. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was the butt of a joke between Renee and Melissa right now, rather than someone they were helping.
Renee's hand moved up and down her thigh, and she used her hard voice again: "We're waiting, Kissy."
"I don't know, something about that girl being the center of attention, about all the men focusing on her."
"Too clinical," snapped Renee. "If we want to explore your sexuality, we need to see it the way you see it. I want you to use dirty talk. Make us see why it gets you all hot and bothered."
Cassie blushed deeper, that sounded massively embarrassing. Melissa and Renee leered at her with glee in their eyes. "No, Renee." Cassie said, quietly.
The look of excited glee curdled on Renee's face. Melissa frowned.
"No?" Said Renee coldly, removing her hand from Cassie's thigh.
"I... I just don't think that I am comfortable doing that kind of thing. I'm sorry, but maybe I'm just not as comfortable with my sexuality as you are."
Renee sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose like she was speaking to the most frustratingly stupid person in the world. Cassie felt a little stab of anxiety. She was antagonizing two of her only friends in the school.
"I thought I had made this clear, Kissy." Said Renee with disappointment, "This is really your last chance. You might not be comfortable with your sexuality, but all the boys in the school are way TOO comfortable with it. They're obsessing over it. I'm trying to help you here. This is the crash course, babes. I know it's tough for a goody-goody virgin like you to become a confident goddess overnight, but trust me when I say that this is the process." Her voice was dripping with exasperation, and as she went on, Cassie felt worse and worse for questioning her.
"Um...sorry Renee." Said Cassie when she had finished, feeling more confused and conflicted than ever.
"Don't be sorry, be better." Said Renee firmly. "Now, are you ready to give us a little dirty talk about your favoritest porn ever?"
Cassie nodded reluctantly, and Renee's hand moved back to her thigh, the girls leaning back in, their attentive, excited energy returning.
"When that little schoolgirl..." Began Cassie slowly.