A Girl's Story

A Girl's Story Chapter 4

I've always loved Halloween, even before Lisa and I met. I always enjoyed the whole costume things and load of free candy didn't hurt either. The high school Halloween ball had been our first event together and right up to this day it is our favorite holiday; well except for the 4th of July because on Independence Day we get to blow shit up. This is a work of fiction, but it hews pretty close to my college experiences.

Part 4, A Trip Home and Your Heroine Manages to Ride a Horse

I had not realized how big a deal Halloween was in the gay community until I got to college (O.K., maybe it was just at our colleges, but it was a really big deal). The queer communities at both schools collaborated on a monster Halloween ball and we were wracking our brains as to what to wear. After much discussion; we included Amber, Lauren, Clarissa, Dawn in the discussion, we decided to go for our Pirate Queen costumes. Mom and Dad were happy I would be coming home for the weekend, Lisa's parents were glad she was coming home too. I was telling Sam and Lauren about our plans and Sam looked over at me, quite sheepishly.

"Can I ask you a favor?"

"Sure sweetie, what do you need?"

"Can you give me a ride to Champaign? If I catch the train there it means someone doesn't have to drive almost all the way to St. Louis to get me. I could catch the bus but that means I'd miss a class on Friday." Sam was very diligent about not missing any of her classes.

"No problem. When do you need to be at the station?"

"I need to be at the station by six. Either my parents or one of my brothers will get me in Carbondale. Can you also pick me up on your way back? I should arrive just after seven in the evening."

"I thought you were going to ask me something hard, this will be no problem."

Sam was not a supermodel-gorgeous girl, but I found her attractive (Duh!) and when she was really happy she did have a dazzling smile. We left on Friday and drove over to pick up Lisa. Amber had already left for her home up in Wisconsin, she had quite a drive ahead of her so there was no extra kissing or boob rubbing before we left. Sam was gushingly thankful for the ride; the last time she had gone home she had ridden the Illini-Swallow bus and that took almost 2 hours to get to Champaign since the bus stopped in every small town; it took us just under an hour to get there. We talked some about Halloween, but we pointedly avoided any talk about sex; Lisa had told me she had enjoyed several masturbation sessions fantasizing about me and Sam wrestling. We got to the station in Champaign and dropped Sam off; Lisa and I would have been happy to wait for the train with her, but she said she was fine and so we headed toward home.

We stopped by my house first; Mom, Dad, and especially Janet, were eager to see Lisa and ask her how her school was going. Mom wanted to feed her, but Lisa was firm that she needed to get home. Her mom and dad were happy to see me as well, asking me lots of question about college life. I had made some calls and we were going to meet with our friends at the coffee shop on Saturday night, so I was home with my family that night; Rob called to say "Hi", but he and Cherie were not driving all the way from Rockford just to see me, but they assured us they would be here for Thanksgiving. We sat downstairs watching TV for a while; Mom and Dad went to bed, but Janet stayed down with me. I could tell she was dying to talk about sex, but I was not going to open the conversation, that was up to her. Finally she spoke; that alone was weird, usually she never stops talking.

"Did I make things weird between you and Snow White?"

I laughed, "No! The girls at school who know about the story are always kind of amazed, but I always tell them that I'm glad you were with someone who really cared about you. I think that these days if there was even the slightest hint of someone using you or being mean to you Lisa would be here to blast them to subatomic particles with her Angry Elf Queen energy, there wouldn't be enough of them left me and Rob to stomp into tiny bits." I took some solace that it looked like Janet would always be a couple of inches shorter than me, but she had certainly won the boob lottery, her tits were stunning. I kissed her on the top of the head, which brought on her slapping my ample butt and we went to bed.

Saturday night I drove over to Lisa's to pick her up. Janet went with me and she seemed oddly nervous, like Lisa was suddenly going to turn Mega-Bitch and start being really mean to her. I could have told her there was a better chance of me becoming a beauty queen than that happening, but I kept my mouth shut. Lisa got in the Red October, leaned over to give me a powerfully sloppy kiss and sliding a hand up into my t-shirt to rub my boob. She turned around and smiled at Janet.

"Hi sweetie, it's good to see you." Weirdly Janet was silent; Lisa looked over at me, but I just shrugged my shoulders slightly, Janet's thought processes have always been a mystery to me.

About five minutes later Janet started bawling. We looked at each other and I pulled into a park, parking near the picnic shelter. We got out, pulling Janet with us, and sitting her down on the picnic table.

"O.K. Brat spill it. What in the holy screaming blue hell is wrong?"

"You both hate me! I'm a terrible person and a slut and now you are just pretending to be nice to me!"

I recognized the signs of a mind that was spiraling into irrational panic; both Lisa and I had been there too many times. We sat down on either side of her, Lisa had both arms around her, holding Janet's blonde head against her shoulder and I had an arm around her waist.

Lisa took Janet's head in her hands, "Janet! Listen to me." She kept crying. "Dammit girl! You know we both love you even though you don't always make that easy for us. I don't think you are capable of doing something so heinous that I would start to hate you, and Cindy has never given up on you no matter how bitchy you got. If you're a slut, then so are we and we don't see ourselves that way at all. We like sex, we make no excuses about that, but we have never used people and we try our best not to hurt anyone."

I finally shocked Janet out of her panic spiral by grabbing her head, turning her toward me and kissing her properly, right on the mouth with lots of tongue. When I felt her tongue slide into my mouth I also felt her quit shaking. I backed off, smiling at my baby sister.

"There. Do you understand how we feel about you? As far as we can manage it we will never let anyone hurt you. You were there supporting us when we came out and I don't think you know how huge that was for us; that's a debt we can never repay."

I think Janet was embarrassed by how much she liked kissing me, so she turned and gave Lisa an even more energetic kiss; I could see Lisa was squeezing Janet's tits.

"I'm so embarrassed I acted like that."

I kissed her on the forehead, "Think nothing of it Brat, you have never witnessed either of us in a paroxysm of crying over fears that exist in only in our own heads. Now let's go hang out with our friends.

And that, Dear Readers, is as close as I ever came to fucking my little sister.

Before we went to the coffeeshop we first went to the dance studio. Lisa had been sad to leave her students, and there were many tears on the part of her students as well, but she had been confident that Ellie could do a good job in her place. We waited quietly until the class was over before we walked in to the studio. Lisa's appearance brought out high-pitched, ear-splitting squeals of "Miss Lisa!" There were a few "Miss Cindy!" thrown in as well and it appeared Janet was known to the students as well, but they didn't show the sheer amount of excitement for her presence.

Lisa and I each got a long hug (with some boob-rubbing and butt-squeezing) from Ellie; Janet also got a hug but hers was much more discreet. I was dying to know if Janet and Ellie were an actual couple but now was not the time to ask about that. As we walked down the street to the coffee shop Ellie and Janet were walking behind us; seeing their reflection in an empty building's window I noticed they were shyly holding hands, it was the sort of sweet scene that I was sure Lisa and I had presented when we first went public about our relationship.

Lisa and I had been reaching out to our friends and a few of them had been able to come home for the weekend. I was sad that Lee had not been able to come, she was my original lesbian friend and I would always love her, not like I loved Lisa, but just as deeply in a different way. Steph hadn't been able to make it either, but Michelle and Rita were both there; I looked around, half expecting to see Katherine dressed all in black and looking supremely dangerous, but she wasn't there. Rita didn't need a nanny anymore and her parents had clearly decided she didn't need a bodyguard anyway (or at least not an obvious one).

I was not at all surprised that Rita and Michelle had found their own queer student's groups to be part of. I was a little surprised to learn from Michelle that there was a big group at the University of Illinois, even with its science and engineering focus. As we had all expected Michelle was doing great studying physics, I had always known she was the smartest of our group. Janet seemed a little ill at ease to be amongst my friends and she stuck close to Ellie. Ben and Ron were really happy to see all of us and I felt good sitting there on the Crying Couch drinking my Darjeeling tea with my friends.

"So how are things in the art world Rita?" Lisa was sitting next to her with one arm around her playing with her dark hair.

"I've met some really talented people and my teachers are amazing," Rita did always tend to gush when she was excited. "I'll have some of my paintings in the student exhibition right before Christmas and I'd love for all of you to come see it."

That sounded like an invitation to an orgy to me, "Are you living in student housing?"

"Yeah," she said, "But Mom and Dad sold the house in River Forest and bought a condo downtown, not far from the law offices. The divide their time between here and Chicago. I think Dad would like to retire here but Mom grew up in farm country and she likes the city life, so I think that means they'll keep both places."

The Graff's were quite possibly the wealthiest people I would ever know but they were also incredibly kind and generous to their friends and that extended to Rita's friends. However, you did not want to get on the wrong side of them, as several of Rita's former boyfriends had learned the hard way. Mr. Graff had a truly fearsome reputation, and not just in the legal field; Dad and Granddad had both told me stories about how he had made his fortune defending high ranking organized crime figures in the Chicago area and that there were some scary people out there who still owed him favors. Mrs. Graff was a fearsome lawyer in her own right and she also worked with a group that helped women relationships across the Midwest get out of abusive relationships.

Lisa, who had been curious about this for a while, chimed in, "What's going on with Katherine?"

"She and Erin are a genuine couple; I've talked about it with them a little but neither one of them seems to want to share many details of their personal lives. Putting things together I think that they fell madly in love during Basic Training in San Diego, but they had to stay way deep in the closet, way further than any of us ever had to, or they would have been kicked out of the Marines. Erin's music meant her enlistment was for longer than Katherine's but when she had leave she could come see Katherine away from prying eyes. I think being with Erin has shown Katherine that she does not have to be a fearsome Klingon-Samurai hybrid all the time and that she can kick back sometimes. I've seen her actually laugh until she cried when Erin was telling Mom and Dad a story from their time on Okinawa. I had a hard time remembering a time when she smiled, much less gave herself over to uncontrollable laughter; it was wonderful to see. That certainly does not mean she's gone soft; I've seen and heard her preparing for court a few times and I pity anyone who ever tries to fuck with Erin. You think she was protective of me? She's way more protective of Erin than she ever was of me and I can tell you that Erin kind of likes it; I think I know who's the dominant one in the relationship." Here Rita smiled in a very naughty way. I was getting a little wet just thinking of Katherine spanking Erin's very firm bottom and judging from the dreamy expression in Lisa's eyes so was she.

After a couple of hours Ben and Ron were ready to close up the shop. Rita looked around at all of us, a sly smile on her face. "Mom and Dad are up in Chicago this weekend, so you are all welcome to come hang out at the house for a while if you want to do that. The pool has been drained but the hot tub is still full."

Everyone wanted to go but Janet looked sort of nervous; her friends at school had probably never seen her as anything but a totally self-assured girl but I knew that she worried a lot about not looking like she was in control.

"Excuse us for a moment girls," I grabbed Janet's hand and led her back toward the bathrooms. "OK Brat, I'm sure you know what's going to happen tonight. All of these girls know you and they like you, especially Lisa and Ellie, but if you aren't comfortable with going to an all-out sex party just say so and I'll take you home. No one will think any less of you."

"You won't watch me?"

"Oh hell no! That would be just too weird. I promise not to even be in the same room with you."

I could tell Janet was giving all this serous thought. The battle in her mind was between the tremendous sexual appetite she shared with her big sister and her utter revulsion of that same big sister watching her have sex and also probably watching her lose control during a strong orgasm. I was dying to know about Janet's romantic life; but I decided to hold my tongue, now was not the time to pry into that part of my little sister's life. I was however surprised when the tears started. We must have been gone for a while because Lisa came back to check on us. She saw Janet's tears and immediately pulled her in, kissing her on the top of the head (she would always be shorter than us, but that did not quell my jealousy about her amazing tits).

"What's wrong sweetie?" Janet didn't answer, she just blubbered. I was actually getting concerned, I recognized the start of a spiral down into irrational panic; after all I had been there many times myself.

"I don't know what I want! I don't know if I like boys or girls! I'll never have someone to love me like you have Cindy!" Oh yes, I had been down this road; well minus the question about boys or girls, that had been set long ago.

I took both of Janet's hands, "Listen to me Brat, I know how scary the future can be. I've been right where you are; I can't tell you everything will be OK, but I can tell you that you are a strong woman and that you will walk confidently into whatever life has in store for you." I was trying to be the strong and profound big sister and not just her strange lesbian relative. I looked into Lisa' blue eyes, no doubt with some level panic on my face. I silently mouthed "Save me babe!"

Lisa took Janet's face in her hands, just as she had often done with me and I had done with her a few times. "Listen to me Brat (she treated Janet just like a little sister, apart from the whole eating her pussy incident) I was terrified that first time I met the Fuzzball here (I was never going to live that damn nickname down!); she was the strongest, most confident girl I had ever met and not even a photo of Molly Ringwald in her underwear had made me that tingly. It was almost electric when she grabbed my hand when Ms Middlemarch posted the cast list for The Taming of the Shrew and then there we were, sitting on the lawn in front of the school under a maple tree, and she asked me if should could kiss me. Do you know what I was thinking when she asked me that?"

Janet shook her head, tears diminishing a little. I had heard this story many times and I was trying hard not to giggle because I knew the next part.

"I was worried that because my sandwich had onions on it that I would have onion breath! I was terrified I had lettuce between my teeth and that there was mustard on my face! Cindy didn't care, she leaned over and kissed me like I had not been kissed before."

I couldn't help it, I tried to stifle it, but I exploded with a snort of a laugh. Lisa shot me a look that might well have dropped the temperature in the room to what you might find on Neptune. Janet broke the tension when she let out a seal-bark of a laugh; neither of us have ever had a lady-like laugh. "You, the ever-elegant Snow White, with onion breath and mustard on your face? No wonder Cindy couldn't resist you."

Lisa had grabbed a towel from either Ben or Ron before she came back, and she used it to clean up Janet's face. "So sweetie, how serious are you and Ellie?"

Janet got a bit redder, "We've gone to the movies or gone out to eat a few times and I've gone over to her house when she is watching her little brother and sister. We've kissed a lot of times and had sex three times but neither of us see it as a long-term relationship. She's also been seeing a guy a school and she tells me about their sex in a lot of detail. I've gone out a few times with Anthony, the guy who I went to Prom with and we've had sex twice." She stuck her tongue out at me, "Yes Cindy, he wore a condom."

"Good girl. Did you enjoy it."

Now Janet was a stop sign, she giggled nervously, "I did. He is always really nervous but hearing other girls talk he actually cares that I enjoy it too."

Lisa patted her butt, "He sounds like a good one, Janet. Good for you."

I guess we had been gone a while because Ellie came into the back room, "Hey, you three having fun without me?"

I gave her a chaste (for us) kiss on the cheek, "Just talking The Brat off the ledge. Can you give her a ride home? Lisa and I are going to Rita's for a while."

Ellie's smile was quite lustful, "Sure." We left the two of them alone and went back out front. I could her some eager kissing noises and some moans before we had gone 10 steps, we looked at each other and smiled.

It was strange being back in Rita's hi-tech house again without her parents or Katherine around. I could see clothes piled right by the front door and we added ours to the pile. We walked out to the back patio, finding Michelle and Rita eagerly rubbing their wet tits together. We got in the hot tub and Michelle immediately moved over to start biting Lisa's nipples and I went to work on Rita's marvelous torpedo tits. I reach down, grabbing her almost hairless pussy and pushing three fingers up inside my friend, pumping her pussy in the warm water. As she climaxed Rita grabbed on tight to me and sank her teeth into my right tit, actually drawing a little blood. I responded by pumping my fingers in and out even faster, driving her over the edge again. I looked over to see that Lisa and Michelle were taking turns going under the water, so I pushed Rita's head down and she took the hint, I felt her sucking on my clit and three breathes later she brought me to a moaning, thrashing orgasm as well.

We switched off, Lisa sat up on the edge of the spa and Rita began noisily eating her pussy. I bent Michelle over the edge so that I could spread her pale cheeks and lick both her pussy and her butthole. Michelle clamped her legs around my head as she climaxed, and I sank my teeth into her warm thigh. Michelle then slid down into the warm water pressing her pussy against mine and then slowly, tortuously, rubbing her pussy on mine. One of the advantages of water sex for me was that the water provides some buffer to my wild kicking and thrashing.

"I really miss your hot tub and pool Rita." Lisa was now in my lap and was playing with her nipples.

Lisa gave me a quick kiss, "Someday we'll have one of our own sweetie and host our own orgies."

Michelle was in Rita's lab facing her, their boobs mashed together. "So, what's the deal with Janet? Are her and Ellie a couple, they are really cute together."

"That's the big question," I said after a long sigh, "I don't know, and I don't think Janet knows either. They are certainly fuck-buddies; she definitely seems to share my high sex drive, but I also know she likes guys, or at least one special guy."

Rita took a pause form biting at Michelle's neck, "Alecia says that they are way more discreet than you and Lisa ever were. Janet has not cut the wide path through the queer girls at school that you did in your day."

Lisa's laughs were usually very lady-like but this one was much closer to a snort. Rita and Michelle both looked at her, "Do you have something to add Snow White?"

"Only that Janet tastes almost as good as her big sister."

An emphatic "WHAT!" came out in unison. Rita spoke up first, "You mean to tell us you have fucked both the Manning sisters and you kept it a secret? You naughty little sexpot!"

"It was just the once and she initiated it. Cindy walked in on us while I was buried in her lovely blonde bush."

Michelle was torn between amusement and unbridled lust, "She does have amazing tits, sorry Cindy."

"Girls, please. You are talking about my little sister here and it's getting weird."

We did have a good laugh and, after some more kissing and nipple sucking I took Lisa home and went home myself. The next morning at breakfast Janet would hardly look me in the eye and I took that as proof she and Ellie had eaten each other before getting home last night. I packed up my pirate queen costume, said goodbye to everyone, and went to pick up Lisa. I was a good sister and didn't further embarrass Janet, but I was sure Mom and Dad wondered why she kept blushing.

We left in time to make a stop in Charleston to see Mrs. Fontenot and fill up on Cajun food and beignets, she of course gave us a big bag of them to take with us. One of her daughters was there with her husband and her little boy. Tommy was a well-behave kid (for his age) and he was, as it seems most small children are, drawn to Lisa and so it was Lisa who was subjected to endless rounds of "Guess what?" Clara had heard all about us and she was genuinely impressed at how much praise I got from her mom on my cooking. I smiled and took the complement, I was getting batter at that.

We met Sam at the station in Champaign, she was so grateful we had saved her a bus ride and I learned the she, like me, cannot say "No" to any sort of fried dough. We saved a few beignets for Lauren and Amber, but we ate the rest of them.

"What are you girls doing on Saturday? I know you are going to a Halloween party that night but how would you like to get out that morning?"

"What do you have in mind?" Lisa asked.

"A friend of one of my aunts runs a stable near the state park south and east of town. How would you like to go horseback riding?"

Lisa spoke for us both (without asking me first), "Yes! I haven't done that in years!"

I was a bit hesitant, "I rode ponies at the fair when I was little but all we did was go in circles. I've never been on a real horse."

Sam, who was in the back seat, put her hand on my shoulder (it felt very warm), "You'll do fine. It's my way of thanking you for the ride and hoping I can get more of them."

Lisa stayed with me Friday night so that we could leave pretty early Saturday morning. Sam had asked Lauren if she wanted to go with us and she got up and got moving as well. We all piled into the Red October and drove about 30 minutes down the interstate. There were already 4 horses saddled up and ready to go, the owner had known Sam since she was a baby and knew that she could lead us on a trail ride. Sam showed us how to check the saddles and how to give the horses baby carrots, they really liked those, without losing a finger. Sam was mounted her horse, her name was Geraldine, easily. Lisa and Lauren each needed a little boost which I happily provided since it meant I got to grab their butts. I had to climb on the middle fence rail to get on my horse, his name was Waldo, and Sam assured all three of us our horses were very docile. That was a good thing.

It was good I rode my bicycle a lot because otherwise my butt would have been really sore, and I knew Lisa had plans for my butt for that night. The state park was a really beautiful area and it was a cool morning so neither we nor the horses got all sweaty and gross. I had my camera around my neck and I got a good photo of Lisa riding with her hair flowing in the breeze looking very much like Buttercup in The Princess Bride. I also got one of Sam riding at an almost gallop; her hat had blown off her head and it was blowing around on the string around her neck. and her hair was blowing back, and her boobs were bouncing nicely; I got several good photos of her too. I did have wonderful images of her and Lisa riding naked but that was certainly something that would be better in fantasy as compared to reality. I could not envision my pussy banging against the saddle as Waldo kept leaving the trail, determined to eat all the leaves off the trailside trees. There was a little restaurant near the stables and, as it was run by a Mennonite family, we were fed a giant second breakfast. Sam remarked we were eating like hobbits and that made Lisa laugh really hard. I think she gave Sam's thigh a squeeze under the table because I noticed that Sam had started blushing.

Back at our dorms it was time to get ready for our first Big Gay Halloween. I asked Sam and Lauren if they wanted to come with us, but both said no, so Lisa and I would be there as the official representatives of the pirate ship Revenge. It was to be quite a night.

This really was the first time I ever rode a horse, Lisa enjoyed it a lot more than I did but it was fun. I've enjoyed hearing from my readers and, in response to some requests and because I'm fascinated with Dall-E, I've generated some images of what we all looked like in college. It's really good or, trying to be modest her, I'm good and giving prompts. I love hearing from you all (cattingcindy@yahoo.com) and please donate to Nifty (https://donate.nofty.org)