Editor's note: this story contains scenes of rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, or non-consensual sex or scenarios.
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Jonelle got home, frustrated. God, her cunt was soaked, she had just been about to get well fucked by her boyfriend Chuck when his Mom got home early from work. They had to scramble to get dressed, and of course, his Mom was just in the way now. Unable to continue, she went home, well, she'd just have to relieve her needs by herself. Being 19, and learning how to masturbate when she was 18, thanks to a mutual masturbation session with her best friend Tiffany, she was well versed in how to coax those wonderful spasms from her body.
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That had been a wonderful, joyous introduction to the world of self-loving, Jonelle remembered how she had been on a sleepover, and sharing Tiffany's big queen-sized bed. They had been talking after lights out, giving off little giggles as they opined on boys, and getting a little warmed up by the idea of seeing a naked male.
Tiffany had purred, "Mmmm, thinking about it, I'm gonna need relief!"
Jonelle asked, "Relief, how, what kind of relief?"
Tiffany, thinking Jonelle was joking, said, "The usual way of course. Hey, how'd you like to do it together, I bet it'll be really sexy!"
Jonelle had been raised by a very conservative family, the type that never even whisper the word sex. After a few more questions, Tiffany had explained to her how to satisfy those feelings of lust, and how good it felt at the release.
"It feels really good, you'll love it. Watch me, then join in."
Jonelle was opened mouthed as her best friend hopped out of bed, and in seconds, her panties and sleep shirt hit the floor. Tiffany climbed back into bed, and cooed, "If I'm gonna be naked, you have to be too Jonelle."
Jonelle was very aware of Tiffany's eyes on her body as she stripped, and Tiffany was only too happy to spread out, inviting Jonelle to come closer. Jonelle lay on her side, just mere inches from Tiffany as Tiffany spread her legs. Tiffany had switched on a bedside table lamp, so Jonelle could see.
"All you have to do is run your fingers down," she cooed, "start at your belly button, and trace downward slowly, it makes it even more delicious."
Jonelle could feel the wild tingling as she watched Tiffany, her fingers slipping downward, tracing through her sparse bush, slipping into the pink trail between her legs.
"Let your fingers explore, find the hood of your clit, you'll know when...Mmmmm, oh yes, right there. stroke there, make your little orgasm button rise up, Mmmmm, just like mine is doing."
Jonelle could hear a faint wet sound, and Tiffany cooed, "Join me, Jonelle, let's cum together."
Jonelle could stand it no longer, and her fingers traced the path, trembling as her fingers swirled over her entrance. She let her fingers go, then OH MY GOD, she felt it, letting out a loud moan.
Tiffany was watching her, eyes bright, as she purred, "Sounds like you found it, sweetie. Go ahead, bring yourself off."
Jonelle was entranced, everything between her thighs was swollen and slick, her fingers slid easily, that same faint, wet sound joined in as she and her best friend caught the rhythm.
Jonelle's nipples stiffened up, and she watched as Tiffany slid a hand up to caress her own equally stiff nipples. Jonelle copied that, and a fireline of wild sensation surged into her pussy, making her moan and her fingers moved faster over the rock-hard bud of her clit.
"Fuck yourself, drive fingers in while you rub your stiff clit, let's cum together baby."
Jonelle slid her fingers down and plunged them in, watching her best friend doing the exact same thing, moaning and writhing on the mattress, pumping fingers creating a wet, squelchy sound, making the bed squeak as they rocked and writhed. Jonelle was gasping, her hand rubbing wildly between her legs, she could feel it, like a coiled spring, building up, and she rubbed her orgasm button faster.
"Ohhhh, oh yes, gonna do it, cum with me Jonelle, cumming, cumming, YES!"
Jonelle watched as Tiffany tumbled into climax, oh god, it was like it broke the dam, and she growled and cried out, and the explosion of pleasure between her thighs swept through her entire body, mmmm, MMMMM, what a glorious release.
*****
As Jonelle locked up, her rememberings of that time made her warmer. She and Tiffany were still best friends, still enjoyed masturbating together, and Jonelle was eager to see if Tiffany would like to go further. Like masturbating each other? Or licking each other's pussies? Even more? When she got into her bed, she was going to remember that first time, and bring herself off to the glorious beginning.
She opened the door to her room and froze. Her 18-year-old sister, Laura, was snooping through her private drawer, the one where she kept all her raciest undies, and her toys of pleasure. Laura didn't see her sister at first, she was almost naked, wearing just a T-shirt that was cut to just below her navel, and from the waist down, she had on one of Jonelle's panties, and was posing in front of Jonelle's mirror, turning this way and that, admiring the fit. Her Victoria's Secret panties, that Jonelle hadn't even been able to wear yet!
"WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"
Laura jumped, hearing the shout like the voice of doom, and she spun, her eyes wide, as she saw her very angry sister glaring at her.
"Jonelle, I...I didn't hear you come in," she croaked.
Jonelle was livid, and she thundered, "You nosy little snooping bitch. I thought some things had been disturbed, and now I see that I was right. What the fuck are you doing in my room? Trying out my newest panties, no less! I ought to kick your ass for this!"
Laura was so caught, she was shaking. She thought that Jonelle was going to be at Chuck's place for a least a couple of hours, at least.
Jonelle put on her sister in command voice, and ordered, "Ok Laura, you need to pay the price. You know what Mom and Dad would do if I told them you were snooping."
Laura did indeed, that was one of the highest rules of their parents. No snooping, and she would be in for a world of trouble. Daddy was well versed in the art of spanking, he used what he called a whippy stick, and Laura had been in his private spanking room a couple of times for acting up, stripped down to her panties, shrieking as her ass was blistered.
"You will do what as I tell you, Strip!"
At Laura's shocked expression, she growled, "Did you just lose command of the English language? Get your ass naked, NOW!"
Laura gave in, and she was blushing furiously she saw her sister watching closely as her T-shirt and Jonelle's panties hit the floor. When she was nude, she covered her breasts with one hand and her pussy with another.
"DROP THOSE HANDS!"