The prude part 3

The lectures started a week later and Maggie was finally able to concentrate on something else. Liz on the other hand had a few problems prioritizing. She found friends alright, was invited to a lot of parties, and brought a lot of guys to the dorm. She couldn’t hold up her good grades, though. Passing most of her classes with a ‘C+’, failing some. But she always managed to pass on her second try.

When she brought home the first guy, he was hesitant at first to get at it, with Maggie in the room, but she pretended to sleep while her sister got laid. Maggie soon bought a sleep mask and earplugs, to blank out the sounds of sex. What she couldn’t ignore was the smell, and so the twins quickly adopted an open-window-policy.

“Are you sure she’s OK with it?” A man whispers. Maggie had lost one of her earplugs last night and was now **** to listen. “Yeah, she’s sleeping don’t worry.” Liz whispered back. With no other sounds in the room, Maggie can hear them making out, before clothes start to fall to the ground, one by one.

“Damn, you didn’t lie!” Liz whispered excitement is obvious. “Right? I can’t wait to fuck you, baby. You’re gorgeous.” The man replies quietly. Maggie hears them climb under the sheets. “Wait! Do you have a condom?” The man asks. “No. Don’t you?” Liz answers. “Do you want to stop now or do you think you can pull out in time, big man?” A sigh of Liz- or maybe it was a moan - made an answer redundant.

The muffled sound of skin hitting skin and moans and panting fill the room. Maggie rolls her eyes. The sounds become more frequent and her sister’s moans louder before a hand covers Liz’ mouth to keep her quiet.

Maggie tries her best to ignore it, but just as she’s about to fall asleep, she overhears him saying, “Hey, do you think she’d want to join us?” “That’s my sister, you perv! Focus on me!” Liz’ ‘whispers’. Whisper might be an overstatement. Quiet yelling would be more accurate. It didn’t matter anyhow, since he just said “Fine, will do.” and continued plowing her.

Maggie doesn’t remember when she fell asleep, but in the morning she wakes up to the dorm's door closing behind the guy. He left early. Maggie looks over to her sister. She’s sleeping on her back, with the blanket barely covering more than her right leg. There is a milky clear trail of cum drops from her underbelly all the way up to her chin.

Maggie rolls her eyes. She doesn’t understand how Liz’ couldn’t even bother to clean up before turning in.

Occurrences like this happened more often from then on and it wasn’t long before Maggie had to pick up Liz’ from her first abortion. Liz started taking the pill after that, and the nights got even wilder. At times, Maggie’s earplugs couldn’t block out the sounds of her sister getting railed next to her. One time Liz’ even brought in two guys at once.

Sometimes Maggie wondered if she was missing out on something. But her grades reassured her, that studying was her favourite pastime. She passed the first year as valedictorian and joined the student council, where she met her first real friends in college.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with?”, says Liz’ packing her backpack. “It’ll be fun and you can’t really study during the break, can you?” “Maybe not, but me and the other from the student council have our own thing planned for the break.”

“OK then. So I don’t have to feel bad about leaving you here?” “No, don’t worry about me. Have fun on your camping trip.”

“I sure will. Would you give me a hand getting my stuff down into Brad’s car?” Maggie nods and accompanies her sister to the car outside. A group of about twenty people is already waiting. They put Liz’ stuff into one of the cars and say goodbye to each other before the caravan drives off.