Curious Girls Ch. 07-08

"I just don't know. I think I'd die if I had to live without her in my life, but the thought of being... with her." She blushed as she trailed off. "Isn't there some way of finding out if she's even into women before I put myself out there?"

"Sometimes you just have to take a leap of faith." I advised.

"How did you get to be so wise in the ways of romance, yet you're still single?" She grinned.

"Hey now!" I laughed back.

"Seriously though, do you have any suggestions?"

"I don't know... keep an eye on her and see if she does anything to indicate she's open to the idea? Or try bringing it up casually to see if she's ever thought about it." I suggested.

"I mean, even if she did turn out to be interested, I've never even kissed before. What if I ended up scaring away my soul mate because I don't even know how to kiss?" She continued.

"Krista. Calm down. You're overthinking this. First of all, if she's your soul mate, she's not going to run away from a less than perfect kiss. And second, if she's your soul mate, every kiss will be perfect."

"I guess..."

"And besides, if you're really not confident, you could always find someone to practice with until you feel more comfortable. You could even use that as an excuse to kiss *her*. Let her know you haven't kissed before and ask if she would practice with you or teach you how. That way, you set the expectation that you're new to kissing and also get a chance to gauge any interest she could have in you. I don't know, I'm spitballing here... but it's something to think about"

"Yeah... maybe." She didn't look confident.

"Just try not to stress so much." I put my arm around her. "If it's meant to be, it'll happen."

The ride came to an end. I had forgotten about the sleigh driver, but it seemed he had headphones in and hadn't heard our conversation. The ride home was fairly quiet. I was still trying to process the big news, and she seemed content to sit in silence as well. I expected things to be a little awkward for the next few days, but we'd figure it out.

*****

Over the next few days, I'd started to get more used to the idea that my sister wasn't interested in men. However, it was hard to know she was hanging out with Tamara without having all kinds of random and uncomfortable thoughts. I'd left the house for the mall knowing Tamara was coming over, but I'd mostly sat at the fountain trying not to think about what they were doing. I knew it was probably silly to think anything unusual was happening, but I couldn't help wondering what I'd find if I came home early. It was for the best if I let them hit it off, at least that's what I kept trying to convince myself.

I waited a reasonable amount of time as I aimlessly wandered from store to store. Normally, I loved shopping, but I just couldn't seem to get into it today. Figuring Tamara should have gone home by now, I made my way back to house. However, the moment I opened the door, the voices I heard made it clear I'd come back prematurely. I tried to step back outside unseen, but found no such luck.

"Sara! You're home!" Krista yelled excitedly.

"Well, hey. I don't want to interrupt your fun..." I tried backing out the door.

"No, no, no!" Krista grabbed my arm. "Come play hide-and-seek with us!"

"I was just about to go hide." Tamara piped up.

"For real? Two person hide-and-seek?" They must have been bored.

"That's why we need you! Ooh, let's play Sardines!" Krista exclaimed excitedly.

I sighed. I knew I couldn't say no to Krista when she was this excited. "Fiiine. I'll play one round of Sardines with you guys."

"Yay! You're it!"

I didn't argue. They were already busy turning out all the lights.

"Ok, Sara, go hide and we'll count!"

I wandered away as they started counting loudly. Maybe I could find somewhere they wouldn't ever find me. Even better, perhaps Krista would find me and Tamara would eventually give up and go home. Actually, that wasn't such a bad idea. I really didn't want to end up trapped with Tamara.

I snuck quietly upstairs and into Krista's bedroom. I hoped she'd think to come here first. There was a small section in middle of her dresser with two doors. The doors hid a few shelves, but they easily pulled out. Krista and I used hide there together when we were younger, and I hoped she'd remember and come here quickly. I quickly pulled out the shelves and slid them under the bed.

I was able to lay mostly flat on my back with my knees bent. I used to be able to sit up inside, but there was no chance of that happening now. I lay there in the dark for a while before I heard someone else enter the room. A few moments later, the doors popped open. It was too dark to see much other than an outline.

"Krista?" I asked cautiously. Before she could reply, I heard someone walking in the hallway outside the bedroom door. "Quick! Get inside." I whispered urgently.

She climbed awkwardly inside. She had to climb on top of me to fit, her arms and legs straddled my body. She pulled the doors shut just before Tamara entered the bedroom. We heard her searching around room, but thankfully she didn't think to look where we were. Her footsteps faded as she went on to search elsewhere.

"That was close!" I whispered. "Sorry about the small space. I remembered it being bigger."

She didn't respond, but it was ok. It was better to stay quiet in this game. She was unfortunately in a less comfortable position. In her hurry to hide, she'd ended up the somewhat awkward position of being on her knees facing the opposite direction. As she tried to get comfortable, she ended up resting her jean covered ass directly on my face. I lay there awkwardly for a moment expecting her to realize and sit back up. However, she didn't budge. I was about to say something when I heard Tamara back in the hallway. We both froze. I could barely breathe with Krista's weight resting on head. My nose was pressed uncomfortably tight against her jean shorts. However, I suffered through it for next minute or two until the footsteps again faded away.

"Krista," I urgently whispered into her ass, "You're on my face."

She immediately sat up. "I'm so sorry, I thought that was your feet. I'm so embarrassed."

"It's OK. Don't worry about it."

"Here, scoot forward so I can sit behind your head," she whispered.

I was already close to the wall, but I lifted my knees so they were in the air, and Krista pushed on my shoulders until my own butt was partially up against the wall. It was definitely not a comfortable position, but I could adjust once she was sitting. There was something nagging at me that I couldn't put my finger on.

Krista began shifting around as she maneuvered into a sitting position. I felt her legs continuing to straddle my body as she shifted. I unexpectedly found the crotch of her jean shorts pressing into my face. What was she trying to do? However, rather than sitting back up, she did the exact opposite. Her weight pressed heavily against my face and nose in particular. She began shifting her weight back and forth, thrusting roughly against my face. The shorts were tight, and rubbed abrasively against my skin.

I tried to ignore it, not wanting to make things awkward. However, I was having trouble breathing.

"Krista! What are doing?" I reached up to try and push her off my face. However, her hands grabbed my wrists as she continued grinding her jean-covered crotch against my mouth and nose.

That's when I realized what had been nagging me. When I'd seen Krista earlier, she hadn't been wearing shorts. I realized then that the voice had also seemed slightly off, but I'd attributed it to the whispering.

"Tamara?!" I exclaimed in muffled surprise.

"Got me!" She giggled. "I was going to see how long you'd believe it was Krista."

"That's not funny!"

"So, is this like your dreams?"

"What?!" I exclaimed, avoiding the question. "You're sick. Get the fuck off me!"

"Would it be more similar if I took my shorts off?"

"Tamara, Krista is right outside!" I protested, even as I heard her shorts unzip.

This was a new kind of nightmare. For all the times my face had been in her ass, I'd never been this close to her crotch. I'd never been in such an overtly sexual situation with her, and it was terrifying.

Suddenly, the light turned on and Tamara quickly scooted back right as the door opened. I was blinded by the sudden change in light, but I could still make out Krista standing over us.

"I thought I heard something!" Krista exclaimed.

"Krista, hi!" I exclaimed awkwardly.

"I can't believe you both managed to fit in here! I didn't even figure there was a point checking, but I was running out of hiding places. Guess I lost." I somehow felt I was instead the loser.

I sat up and climbed quickly out along with Tamara.

"Are you OK, Sara? You're out of breath?"

"What? No, yeah... I was holding my breath to try and stay quiet.

"And Tamara," she continued, "Why are your shorts unzipped?" Tamara looked very awkward.

"Um... my shorts were too tight for such a small hiding place. They just popped open on their own." She zipped then back up. Krista eyed both of us. I wasn't sure she believed us, but I didn't have a better excuse to offer her. "Your turn to hide this time, Krista?" Tamara asked, changing the question.

"No, I think I'm too tired now, and I think it's about time for dinner." Tamara took the hint and starting getting her stuff together.

"Well, it was fun!" Tamara exclaimed hugging Krista before she disappeared out the front door.

"What was going on in my bedroom?" Krista asked the moment Tamara's was out of sight.

"Nothing!" I protested. "It was just like was said. I chose too small of a hiding place."

"It didn't look like nothing," Krista said pointedly, "Her shorts were half undone."

"Krista, even if I was going to be into women, it certainly wouldn't be Tamara."

"Oh? Why not?"

"What?"

"Why wouldn't she be your type?" What could I say? I didn't want to say anything negative about Tamara if Krista liked her.

"I don't know. Just a guess." I shrugged it off, laughing.

"Sorry for overreacting. I do trust you.." Krista smiled. The last thing I wanted was for Krista to think I was involved with her crush.

Dinner came and went, and I soon found myself in bed. I wasn't quite as confident now that I could trust Tamara to keep her word. Nothing too horrible had happened, but I wasn't convinced she wouldn't have carried through with her threat. I suspected she was more likely having fun since I thought it was Krista. That was another thing. For a short time, I'd thought my face was under my sister. Even though it had turned out to be Tamara, I still somehow felt violated.

*****

The next couple of weeks were fairly uneventful, and I continued in my attempts at avoiding Tamara. However, Krista finally convinced me to go Christmas shopping with the two of them. I didn't figure much could go too wrong in such a crowded, public place. However, the more I spent time around Tamara and Krista, the less convinced I was that I could pretend to like Tamara for Krista's sake. I wasn't sure what I was thinking when I told Krista to go for it.

The mall was exceptionally crowded, but it was no surprise considering there were only a couple of weekends left before Christmas. The mall was designed in such a way that there were two floors, the upper with a large open area in the middle. As we wandered around the mall, we noticed two slides of some kind angling from one side of the second floor balcony to the other side of the first floor. It appeared that the slides exited into a fake snow-cushioned pit of some kind, leveling out and angling downward at the end. One slide angled somewhat gradually, and was fairly straight. The second had an upward curve in the middle and was a bit steeper in places. For slides, they were surprisingly narrow which piqued our curiosity even more.

We watched in fascination as shoppers were propelled out and slid across the floor until they stopped. It wasn't until we reached the second floor that we saw what it was people were doing. In honor of Christmas, the slide was set up at the top to look like a chimney which explained why the slide was so narrow. A nearby sign explained the rules. It was $20 to slide down the straightforward slide and $45 if you also wanted to slide down the steep, windy slide. However, the latter also entered you into a raffle for a new car.

"Ooh! Let's do it!" Krista squealed.

"I don't know... it seems a little expensive." I said hesitantly.

"It's for charity," Tamara pointed at a sign, "besides, it'll be fun."

"If we're going to do it, let's do it right!" Krista laughed. "Let's do the one with the raffle."

"You guys do it, I'll wait at the bottom." I waved them off.

"Are you sure?" Krista looked a little disappointed.

"It's not really my thing. I'd rather just sit back and watch."

Krista rolled her eyes. "You're such a wet blanket sometimes."

"I know, I know." I laughed. "Go. Have fun."

"You guys stay here, I'll get the forms!" Krista darted to the side.

"You should go," Tamara said out of the blue, "I'll give you the money."

I eyed her suspiciously. "Why would you do that?"

"Because you're going to put my name in the raffle."

"And... Why would I do that?"

"Because I really want that car... And I'll agree to the question you asked so nicely at my house a while back. No more punishment after today."

I stared in disbelief. Did she really mean that? Just then, Krista returned with forms.

"Sara's going to do the slide with us after all!" Tamara announced to Krista before I'd even had a chance to respond.

"Awesome! This will be fun!" Krista exclaimed excitedly.

We waited in line for about thirty minutes before reaching the slide. The whole time something nagged at me that I just couldn't seem to put my finger on.

"You first!" Tamara said to Krista. As Krista headed to slide opening, warning bells started sounding in my head. What was that Tamara had said? She'll stop punishing me after today? What about the rest of today?

"Wait!" I called out urgently to Krista. "Why doesn't Tamara should go first. I have something I want to say to you quickly."

"Sure," Krista smiled, "Works for me."

"But..." Tamara hesitated.

"Hurry up, Tamara!" Krista exclaimed, jokingly. "You're holding up the line!" Tamara looked as if she still wanted to argue, but relented. Her expression was enough to tell me I'd foiled whatever she'd been planning.

There was a timed light to space out the when the next person was allowed to enter the slide, and Tamara lay on her stomach waiting for her turn. Once the light changed, she disappeared down the slide.

Krista looked at me. "What did you want to tell me?" I hadn't thought that far ahead. I struggled to come up with something on the spot.

"I... I just wanted to let you know how much it means to me... what you told me the other day. It means a lot that you trusted me enough to tell me that. And I just want to make sure you know I don't think any differently about you."

"I'm glad you took it so well. I've been afraid to tell you for a while now." She spoke quietly.

"Well, I-" Just then, the light turned green. "We can finish this later." I smiled at her.

"Looking forward to it." She smiled back as she disappeared down the slide.

After a few moments, the light changed again. I lowered myself into the chimney opening and let myself go. I started accelerating quickly down the slide. I heard what sounded like voices ahead. I pressed my shoes into the slide, increasing the friction and slowing myself somewhat. I quickly realized I could be barreling straight into another person. I pressed my feet into the slide harder, slowing quickly. I began to panic, afraid I wouldn't be able to slow in time.

I pressed my hands against the slide in front of me. It was somewhat painful, but I was more afraid of barrelling into another person at full speed. As I slowed and approached the upward portion of the slide, I could make out a pair of legs directly ahead which I assumed to be Krista's. I continued to slow, but braced myself for impact. Thankfully, I'd slowed enough that the upward portion of the slide slowed me the rest of the way. I found myself staring somewhat awkwardly up Krista's skirt, only a few inches from her.

"Krista? What the hell?!" I exclaimed.

"Sorry! Tamara got stuck." I could have made a mean comment, but I knew better.

"What happened?"

"Tamara got scared, and slowed herself too much to get up this part of the slide."

"Tamara got scared?" I laughed.

"Hey, it's not funny." Tama exclaimed.

"Anyway," Krista continued. "This slide is too narrow to get up easily, so we turned around so we can try to push ourselves up with our feet. We were actually trying to switch positions since I'm lighter, but there's just not enough room."

"And your head is still crushing my boobs." Tamara remarked loudly.

"Well, I can't scoot back now because Sara's in my way now."

"So... who's idea was it it switch positions?" I asked. It was the answer I expected.

"It was Tamara's idea. But so much for that, I guess." She *was* up to something. I knew it!

"Maybe I can help push." I offered.

"Ah! I'm slipping." Krista screamed, digging her heels into the sides of the slide ineffectively. "Tamara, you're pushing me down!"

"Sorry, I lost my grip!" Tamara replied.

I watched in horror as my sister slid toward me, legs open. She was too close to me, and the slide was too narrow, for her to put her feet between me and her, so she pushed them against the sides of the slide. I desperately reached out and caught her thighs in my hands, stopping her from sliding further.

"Whew, that was close!" I laughed awkwardly.

Just then, I felt fingers around my wrists. Before I could ask whose hands they were, they tugged and my hands slipped under Krista's thighs. Krista resumed sliding downward, but this time I wasn't able to stop her. That's when I realized what was going on. Tamara must have been upset about me ruining her plan to humiliate me, so she was going to humiliate me in another way. I had to tell Krista what was going on!

"Tama-MMMMMMMPH!!" I was too late. Just as I started to warn her, my face disappeared into her skirt and I found my face unexpectedly wedged into my sister's panties. I tried to pull away, but Tamara's grip tightened around my wrists, and she pulled harder.

"Oh my God! Sara, I'm so sorry! Oh, God!" Krista panicked. "I can't... Tamara, scoot up for crying out loud!"

"Mmmmmmmph!!" I protested into Krista's crotch. I was going to kill Tamara.

"Sorry... I'm stuck!" Tamara exclaimed. "You're on my legs, and your head is still smooshing my breasts!"

"Well, your big boobs are smooshing my head!" Krista exclaimed in irritation.

"Mmmmph!" I was having trouble breathing.

"God! I'm so sorry, Sara!" Krista exclaimed trying to push away. Something in her voice had changed. She was sounding more panicked than before. Something was wrong, but I couldn't put my finger on it. That's when I noticed something that every part of my brain was telling me was utterly impossible. Her panties were damp, and there was an unmistakable scent.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!!" I struggled desperately to pull away, but Tamara's grip was iron-clad. Why was Krista getting turned on? This was literally, the worst possible time. Was it my struggling that was causing it? That's when I realized. Of course she'd be getting turned on. She was practically stuck between Tamara's legs with her face nestled in Tamara's boobs. There was no way Tamara could realize my situation, but it didn't mean I didn't hate her even more for the situation she was forcing me into.

I continued trying to pull myself away, and I was actually making progress. Tamara's fingers started to slip off my wrists. Just then someone slammed into me from behind sending my face hard into Krista's crotch.