girl on girl

"I've never been with a woman but I can't stand the thought of that disgusting pig inside of me again!" Christine said. Candy held her tight, and steeled her mind for her first lesbian encounter. Candy smiled warmly to comfort the girl. She understood. "I'm so ashamed..." she whispered into Candy's shoulder.

"Have you and your grandfather..." Candy asked. The girl looked up at her, a tear in her eye. She slowly nodded. Candy wasn't surprised that a drunkard like that would stumble into a pretty young woman's room, even if she were related.

"He's probably not my real grandfather though. My Dad told me his mom was sleeping around a lot and he didn't think "Old Man" Porter was his real father since none of us look like him. My grandma worked the lots at a truckstop. Could have been anybody. Dad thinks she married the old man when she got pregnant since he was born 7 months later."

Candy wasn't sure, but it sounded like the girl was just hoping the story were true. "When was the first time?" she asked. Christine looked over at her, a sudden hate in her eyes.

"The first night you came over, got drunk and let him touch you. He was so horny after you left he came right into the shower and fucked me. That was what, 3 months ago? That's when I started fucking your husband; to get back at you." Candy was speechless.

"Of course, you kept sauntering in night after night; letting him touch you in exchange for booze. If you didn't pass out and get fucked over the kitchen counter, he'd fuck me instead. I have no options to move out, so I guess I just...learned to like it; and of course him having a massive dick helps. Just like we are both going to learn to like fucking Ronnie." Candy sat, not sure what to say. "And each other."

Christine stood, and pulled the shirt off. She wore no bra beneath it. Candy looked up and bit her lip. She didn't even know where to start. She pulled her own shirt off, and awkwardly ran her hand up the beautiful teenager's toned stomach. Christine unbuttoned her jeans. Candy nervously pulled on the waistband, sliding them down her smooth legs. Christine wore no panties and had a patch of fiery red hair neatly trimmed.

"So, should I just...lick it?" Candy asked. Christine shrugged, and sat back down to pull the jeans all the way off. Candy slid her sweatpants down, very embarrassed to be on the couch, naked, with this girl. "Um, I..um..." Candy said, nervously touching Christine's thighs as she slid up the girl's body.

"This is a drunk themed website right? So what do drunk girls do first? They kiss." Christine said, waiting for Candice's mouth to get close to her. The woman's heart fluttered as she could feel Christine's enormous breasts sliding under her C cups, the soft flesh arousing her nipples as slender arms wrapped around her shoulders.

"Oh wow..." Candy thought as she kissed the most luscious, softest lips she had ever kissed. "So this is why girl's kiss each other..." Their lips parted and pressed. Christine bit her rep lip with white teeth as Candy held her breath. She closed again, kissing her deeply, more passionately. "This isn't so bad..." she said as Christine's hands caressed her shoulders.

Candy's hand cupped one of Christine's massive breasts as their legs started to slide over and caress each other; smooth skin on skin. Christine's tongue slipped into Candy's mouth and suddenly the women were furiously kissing and touching each other. Candy pulled back, her mouth open. Christine shivered, and spread her legs. Candy's delicate finger slid along her soft lips until Christine sucked it into her mouth slowly.

Candy traced Christine's labia with the wet finger and kissed her again as she found her clit. Christine whimpered as the sensation pulsed through her. Candy's finger slipped in slowly. "Careful. I'm still sore." she said. She may be sore, but she soaking wet. She coated her finger in the woman's juices, and brought it up to her own mouth. Her pink tongue slid out, and licked it clean. Christine's hand snaked between Candy's legs, and soon she too was licking warm liquid sex from her fingertips.

"I think I can handle that." Christine said with a smile. Candy blushed, and slid off the girl.

"Guess that settles it then." she said, standing and turning from the girl. Candy pushed a strand of hair away from her face and picked up the envelope. Her eyes went wide. "There is $5000 in here...."

Christine sat up, shocked. "That's 2500 a piece!" The women looked at each other, amazed. "I can't believe it! That's more than I make in two months at White Castle!" Candy handed her her share. Christine's mood completely changed. "Ronnie is still a disgusting piece of shit, but I gotta say..."

Candy knew what she was thinking. She looked out the window at the rusting trailers. Candice wondered exactly when it was she stopped thinking about the "deal" of only doing three encounters to end the blackmail; and started thinking like...

"A whore." she thought. The realization sat on her mind as Christine's hands slid over her stomach. Candy looked back, an odd grin on her face as she turned to kiss the girl again. "Tonight." she said with another kiss.

"Tonight." Christine replied softly kissing her again.