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As I rose from my chair, curiosity got the better of me and I ventured to my bathroom—I didn't want to risk making a sound when opening my door—and then stuck my head out into the hallway. Brenda's bedroom door was just across the hall, and the living room was just a few feet down to my left. I could hear slurping, sighing, groaning, and the occasional gasp.
I shook my head as I visualized what was happening.
Things certainly have changed since I was a teen. I really needed to have that talk with Brenda. I cast my eyes to her door for a moment before turning toward my room. Carved into the doorframe were the marks where I measured her height as she grew, and the image of the little girl who ran around in pig tails was a stark contrast to the activity her friends were engaging in not ten feet from me. Something in my gut tugged at me, but I was tired...no, exhausted, and I needed sleep. I would think about it tomorrow. I turned to go back to my room. Then I heard something that made me stop.
"I said no!" It was Linda's voice and she sounded angry. I tried and failed to remember a time when Linda and Brenda had fought. It was not like either of them to yell, at least not at each other. Brenda's reply was too quiet for me to make out, but clearly, she was upset as well. I may not be the brightest bulb, but I knew better than to intercede between besties when they're fighting. I had to trust that they would eventually figure it out on their own. If Brenda needed my advice, I was pretty sure she'd ask for it.
I returned to my room, casting a glance at the sapphic orgy on my screen. Tina was astride Bethany's face, and Karen was scissoring Bethany at the same time. I had to wonder how they knew how to do that. How did they even know to do that? Shaking my head, I darkened the monitor while allowing the recording to continue and dropped into bed and closed my eyes. I couldn't shake the feeling that change was coming and not just from my retirement. Sleep came quickly, but fitfully. I don't remember if I dreamed at all.
- COMMENTS
Stoere_Boer6 months agoChapter 2 with 5 hotties in the house. How come Brenda's dad hadn't dipped his seven and a half inch dick into at least one pussy?
Hopefully this will happen in Ch 3...
Anonymousover 1 year agoWho turned off the shower after Linda fell? Why did he carry a naked girl to the living room, where anyone could see her?
astuffedshirt_pervalmost 4 years agoGreat
"was no audio on the camera" Bro, you had a week's warning! Get a mic already! lol. Thanks for the read.
VexingVannaalmost 4 years agoYou've grown a TON as a writer between Touch Me and this. I normally don't vote on pieces people ask me to look at or edit, but there's just so much improvement, and I'm so invested in the overall story and characters, and wondering where this is going that I feel like I have to give it 5 stars.
So as the "Tina" when I was in high school (band, not swimming, yes, I know that's cliche and stereotypical) - you'd be really surprised what being open-minded and sexually-curious will lead to and what you'll figure out on your own. :-)
<3 Keep going!
