YOUR TURN, ALICE
Sidonie Spice
http://sidoniespice.wordpress.com
Copyright 2011 Sidonie Spice
Smashwords Edition
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Your Turn, Alice
Sidonie Spice
I woke up on the wrong side of the wall, with a well-fucked pussy and one of my naked babysitters on either side of me.
You’re probably coming to all the wrong conclusions right now. Let me explain.
I’m eighteen. Carla and Beth are a lesbian couple, they live next door, and they started babysitting for me when I was eleven. Nothing happened between us until recently, though.
Last weekend, my parents headed out to Canada for a twentieth anniversary vacation. I’m old enough to take care of myself, but in case of emergency, they asked my lesbian neighbours to keep an eye out for me.
I was pretty sure ‘keep an eye out for me’ didn’t translate as ‘bring her into your bed and teach me all the ins and outs of lesbian sex’ in my parents’ minds, but that’s the way my brazen ex-babysitters interpreted it. It had been the best week of my life.
My mom and dad would be home this afternoon, though. I had to sleep in my own bed tonight. No sex. No delicious voyeurism. Just me, alone in my bedroom, lonely and frustrated.
I groaned and covered my face with my hands, trying not to think about it.
“Alice?” Beth raised her tousled blonde head from the pillow beside me, frowning. “What’s wrong, sweet thing?”
“It’s Friday,” Carla said, before I could, slipping her arm around my waist and kissing my shoulder. “Her parents are back tonight.”
Beth sighed. “Damn. Time flies when you’re corrupting your virginal next-door neighbour.”
“I wasn’t virginal,” I protested. “I slept with a guy, one time…”
Beth smirked, not even bothering to dignify that with a response. They’d taken my lesbian virginity, and they knew it.
I looked from her to Carla and back, still not quite able to believe all my wildest fantasies had come true. Beth was tall, with pale skin, blue eyes and a devious tongue that could send thrills through my body at the barest touch. Carla was bronze-skinned, with dark hair and eyes, and a husky voice that could make me wet if she was just reading out a grocery list.
“Think your dad would threaten to shoot us if we moved you in here with us?” she asked now, and I rolled my eyes.
“Yup. You guys being lesbians is fine. You corrupting his little girl into dykedom would be a little too much for him to handle.”
“Yeah, cause you can really make someone else gay.” Beth shook her head, then ran her finger down my naked stomach. “Though we probably helped you out of your own mental closet a few years early.”
Carla pressed close on my other side, sliding her fingers between my thighs, curling her fingers against my pussy lips and grinding her palm against my clit. “No regrets about that…”
I moaned against Beth’s lips, tilting my hips further against Carla’s hand. Beth trailed kisses down my neck as I tried to gather my thoughts. “What happens now? Do I have to stop seeing you?”