“Wakey, Wakey, Spencey!”

                I groaned and turned toward Ashley. I cracked open my eyes and then jumped up. Ashley was kneeling on the bed next to me. There was a sneaky grin on her face. She was wearing…well next to nothing. Actually she wore nothing, save a large strap­-on.

                “Like what you see?” Ashley’s voice was husky.

                “Umm… Uh…” My brain had turned to mush.

                “Well? Do you want it?”

                “YES!”

                Ashley crawled over closer to me and gave me a big kiss. She reached down under the blanket and pressed on my clit through my pajama bottoms. My back arched and Ashley used the opportunity to take the pants off. She broke the kiss to pull my shirt off, which I hadn’t even noticed she was pulling up. Ashley leaned down, but she didn’t kiss my again like I expected. Instead she attached her lips to my right nipple. She caught the left one in her hand and massaged it. I arched my back into her hand, increasing the contact with her body.

                “Someone’s a little eager!” Ashley said, holding my body down with hers.

                “Yes! Please Ashley.”

                “Okay, okay.”

                Ashley pushed the blanket down. She lifted my legs and put the tip of the dildo right at my hole. I tried to push down to make the tip enter me. Ashley pulled back, not allowing me what I needed.

                “Ash! Please!”

                “Nuh huh, Spencey gotta be patient!”

                I knew she was serious, so I stopped trying.

                “Good girl!” Ashley then pounded into me.

                I heard the phone ringing so I walked down the hall to the phone. I picked up and heard a familiar voice.

                “Hey, Kyla!”

                “Oh hey Chelsea! Haven’t talked to you in awhile!”

                “Yeah. I’ve been kinda busy.”

                “So… Is there a reason for this call?”

                “Oh, Yeah. I just wanted to know if you wanted to hang out this weekend.”

                “Sure? Where?”

                “Uh… How ‘bout you pick?”

                “Okay.”

                “I’ll call you.”

                “Bye.”

                “Bye.”

                The phone clicked and I put the receiver down. Now that was weird. I walked down the hall in a kind of daze. I hadn’t talked to Chelsea in a long time and now she wanted to “hang out”.

                “ASHLEY!!!!!!” I screamed, just reaching my high.

                Ashley pulled the dildo out of me and licked up the juices from my slit. When she finished she brought the dildo up to my mouth, giving me a taste. I took it into my mouth, moving it back and forth, rubbing the strap against Ashley’s clit.

                “FUCK SPENCE!”

                I pushed her down, keeping the dildo in my mouth. I was finally going to have my way with her. She hadn’t let me do anything for the two days I had been home. She was going to pay.

                She must’ve realized my intent because she started struggling. I held her down. She couldn’t push up my larger frame. I finished cleaning the dildo and removed it. I put it over to the side. I wouldn’t need it. I had my own toys.

                I straddled Ashley’s hips and grabbed her mouth for a kiss. I reached down between our bodies and plunged into her hole with three fingers.

                “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Ashley chanted as I pumped into her.

                I felt Ashley tighten around my fingers. I curled them into her walls and tapped her clit. This pushed her over the edge. Her back arched. I continued pumping into her, riding out her orgasm. And when she came down she gave me a lazy smile.

                “And how was that, baby?” I asked her.

                “Hmm. VERY good!”

                I leaned down and licked up her cum, avoiding her clit.

                “Hey, Ashley and Spencer,” I said to my sister and her wife. She looked really different.

                “Kyla?” Ashley was obviously surprised.

                “Yeah, it’s me sis,” I confirmed.

                “Do you need money?”

                “No,” I denied it, but Ashley and Spencer exchanged a look.

                “Okay, Kyla, what do you need?” Spencer said suspiciously.

                “Um, just some advice.” Kyla said, attempting innocent.

                “On what?” Spencer said, even more suspicious.

                “Uh, girls.”

                “GIRLS?!” Spencer and Ashley said at the same time.