Twisted Revenge

by Danielle James

  Chris: I think I have feelings for the guy. I'm not sure but I don't wanna act like everything is all good when I'm confused right now.

  Me: So you're telling me we're done then?

  Chris: I don't wanna say that but I'm just in a weird place.

  Me: K.

  I was done texting. I put my phone on Do Not Disturb and tucked it under the couch pillow. Tears were rolling down my cheeks and I knew I wouldn't be going to sleep anytime soon. It felt like my heart was crying.

  Chapter Six

  Camilla

  I was finally feeling more like myself. I was still incredibly horny but I wasn't sure if that was just my normal self or not. Xavier was taking a shower and I just wanted to eat something. I padded to the kitchen and looked in the fridge. I was deciding between a sandwich and cold pizza when I heard Laurel sniffling on the couch. I stood upright and peered into the darkness of the living room.

  “Laurel?” I called out.

  “Yeah. I'm here,” she sighed. I went to sit on the couch beside her and she just crumpled into tears in my arms. I felt a lump form in my throat seeing her like that.

  “What's wrong? You know Xavier isn't really mad at you right?”

  “I'm not upset over Xavier,” she laughed. Her voice was thick with emotion.

  "Well, what is it then?"

  “Who’s side would you be on if your little sister broke your best friend’s, heart?” She asked before crying again. I felt horrible for her and at the same time I wanted to punch Chris.

  “Um, what the fuck happened?” I snapped. I hoped she knew I wasn’t angry with her, but the entire situation.

  “She lost her virginity and she has feelings for the guy. She’s confused.” Laurel explained through more tears.

  “What guy?” I asked loudly. Maybe too loudly. Also, maybe the Ecstasy wasn’t completely out of my system.

  “She wouldn’t tell me.” Laurel sat up and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. “I mean I lost mine too. Remember I told you about the guy Luke?” I nodded in response.

  “I just can’t believe that bitch lost her virginity and said nothing to me about it.”

  “Clearly she didn’t tell anyone.” Laurel sniffled. I rubbed her back and felt subtle sensations of warmth under my hands. I definitely was still a little high.

  “I’ll be fine. I think it was just a shock more than anything because we talked every day. This just came out of the blue.” She told me, trying to compose herself.

  "Yes, you'll be fine. Fuck Chris. She's still young anyway. I mean, I love my little sister but that was awful. She shouldn't have done that.” I looked at Laurel’s pretty eyes and stroked her cheek. Her skin was so soft and it felt so good. God, I just wanted the stupid fucking X out of my system already! Every single touch felt good on some level.

  Laurel nuzzled against my touch and exhaled a breath. I saw her pill box laying on the coffee table and I looked down at her. “What the fuck did you take, druggy?”

  “Valium.” She sighed.

  “God. You’re worse than I am with dick.”

  “Never that bad, Camilla.” We both laughed. I touched Laurel’s hair and then smelled her long, flowing ponytail. She frowned at me and then laughed softly. “You’re still high aren’t you?”

  “I mean…I won’t confirm or deny. Just, leave some pills before you go back to school.” I smiled. I could learn to like X as long as they weren’t full pills. “Your hair smells so good.” I stretched her ponytail across my face and inhaled and she giggled. I’m not completely sure how but my nose ended up on her neck next.

  “Camilla,” Laurel said, frozen.

  “Hmm?” I closed my eyes and ran my lips over her soft skin. So soft. So smooth.

  “You’re still high. Chill.”

  “Laurel!” I gasped, opening my eyes. “Kiss me!”

  “What? No!” She frowned, backing away.

  “Like a revenge make out session.” Laurel seemed to consider it when I put it into that context. Hell, I was all for it. Laurel was beautiful and Chris was so fucked up for hurting her the way she did and who in the entire fuck did she lose her virginity to? I hadn’t noticed her around any guys from school or otherwise. I would have to do some digging to satisfy my own curiosity and to help my girl out.

  “Okay.” Laurel sighed. “You are pretty sexy.” She winked at me. I laughed and climbed on top of her since she was taller. We were really going to do this.

  “Wait,” I said hopping off of her.

  “Are you bitching out on me already, Camilla?” Laurel called into the kitchen when I was rifling through the fridge. I remembered Xavier had brought home a bottle of wine from the party. I uncorked the bottle and poured us two glasses. We knocked them back and then I climbed back on her, a little shakily but I managed.

  “I’m drunk and I popped a Valium Camilla.”

  “I’m drunk and I’m still buzzing from X. So?” We both broke out into a loud laughing fit. Finally, I leaned down and kissed her lips. “Oh my goodness Laurel, your lips are so soft.” I giggled.

  “So are yours.” She remarked. We kissed again and I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She seemed shocked but she accepted it. I held on to her face and she put her hands on my ass. The small action made my pussy pulse. She leaned into me more and I found myself slipping my hands under her nightshirt. She didn’t have on a bra so my fingers immediately grazed her breasts and nipples, making her moan out.

  I was so damn drunk I didn’t even care that I was molesting my best friend. Judging by the way she was moaning, she didn’t care either. I pulled back from her lips and she opened her eyes.

  “Okay, this is turning into a groping session real quick,” I said.

  “I don’t care if you don’t.” She shrugged.

  “You sure? I might get you sprung, Laurel,” I laughed drunkenly.

  “Please, Camilla. I’m the bisexual one. If anything I’d get you sprung.” Her words slurred together a bit and it made me giggle. We started kissing again and she slipped her hands into my panties and grabbed my bare ass. I went back to feeling her titties up.

  Our kissing became more fervent after a few minutes and I wanted to pull that shirt right off her cute little body. She was feeling the same because she ran her hand up my naked back and dragged her nails down my skin very lightly. Just enough to make me arch my back, pushing my breasts against hers. I moaned at how good it felt. Laurel placed her lips on my neck once I tossed my head back and that felt amazing too.

  Every new sensation drove me crazy, and I got wetter and wetter between my thighs.

  “Are you wet?” I asked her breathlessly.

  “As shit.” She replied, licking her lips. “Camilla, we should stop before we do something we can’t take back.”

  “Why would I want to take it back? Plus it’s just a little fun. You need a distraction.”

  “I want a little more than a distraction, Camilla.” I raised my eyebrow at how lustful she sounded. I swallowed and pushed my lips against hers again. Laurel nibbled on my bottom lip and dug her fingers into my ass. Her palms worked in circular motions then slowly her hand migrated closer to my slit. I moaned into her mouth and wiggled my hips so that I could rub myself against her searching fingers.

  Once my pussy connected with the pads of her fingertips I shuddered. I’d been wanting to feel someone touch my pussy ever since I took that ecstasy and it was finally happening. “Oh, you are really wet,” Laurel whispered to me. I nodded and smirked at her.

  “What are we getting ready to do, Laurel?” I asked.

  “I don’t know, but I’m not mad at it.” She laughed. Hearing her say mad made me think about Xavier, finally.

  “Oh god, Xavier.” I groaned.

  “Yall just now thinking about me?” Xavier’s voice nearly froze everything in time.

  “How long have you been there?!” I screamed. He scared the shit out of me and Laurel nearly jumped ten feet in the air.

  “I’ve been here f
or a while but keep going. Shit, I approve.” He did a slow clap and flashed us a smile and those dimples. Laurel and I exchanged looks.

  Okay, now I don’t know what combination of drunk and high I was but a threesome was looking more and more desirable. I leaned over and whispered in Laurel’s ear. “So, you wanna have a lot of fun tonight?”

  “Seriously?” She laughed and laughed.

  “What the hell are yall giggling about over there?” Xavier quizzed.

  I leaned back into Laurel, “Seriously. Don’t act like you’ve never wanted to fuck Xavier. Shit, you had a crush on him first.”

  “You’re in love with him.” She countered quietly. Xavier was standing at the end of the hall still straining to hear our conversation.

  “I know but he fucks everything when I’m not around anyway.” We both giggled. I put my face in her neck and sucked on her soft flesh. “Let’s have a threesome, Laurel.”

  My body reacted to the anticipation coursing through my mind. My first threesome was going to be with my best friend and the love of my life. It takes a special kind of girl to be excited and turned on by that. I’ve always been special though.

  I stood up and held Laurel’s hand. We were both using each other to balance. We were laughing like madwomen. “You’re both drunk,” Xavier said with his arms folded.

  “Yup.” Laurel nodded. “And you are gonna fuck both of us, Mr. Sanders.”

  I thought I would fall on my ass laughing at Laurel. She held me up and I leaned against the wall.

  “Am I?” He asked looking from me to Laurel.

  “Yes,” I said seriously.

  “Um…you sure about this?” Xavier frowned.

  “Yes. I’m so fucking horny.”

  “Me too,” Laurel moaned. We began kissing again and I pushed her shirt up so I could find her perky breasts. She did the same. I felt Xavier put his hand on my waist and I paused in kissing Laurel and leaned over to kiss Xavier.

  “Are you serious right now, Camilla?” He asked with my lip between his teeth.

  “Yes.” Laurel and I both answered before breaking into a giggle fit. Xavier looked at me then at Laurel, asking with his eyes. I nodded and watched him kiss Laurel slowly. She put her arms around his neck and he rubbed her breasts under his palms.

  We all walked back into the bedroom and Xavier surveyed his amazing luck. Laurel and I were sitting naked on his bed, kissing each other and sliding tongues and fingers around. We both were moaning because we were drunk and so wet and horny. Xavier came over to the bed and we both looked up at him with hungry eyes. I knelt up and pulled his dick out for Laurel to see. She looked stunned.

  “I know, right?” I smiled and wrapped my lips around the head of his dick. I heard Laurel moaning so I knew Xavier was doing something to her and it turned me on. I offered Xavier’s thick dick to Laurel and she started sucking it slowly. Xavier and I both watched her work, then he pushed my head down and I took his dick back pulling with it a trail of Laurel’s slippery saliva. I slurped him up and Laurel started pushing my head down rhythmically.

  “Shit.” Xavier cursed. He laid down on his back and Laurel and me tag team sucked his dick.

  “Laurel, you are so fucking nasty,” I remarked lustfully. Watching Xavier’s dick in her pretty, soft little mouth made me want to kiss her. I took Xavier’s dick, held it between our mouths and started to slowly kiss Laurel. Xavier let out a loud groan from feeling two slippery tongues on the head of his dick.

  “Sit on his face,” I told Laurel. She nodded and kissed Xavier before sliding her perfect body on top of his tongue. He ran his hands up and down her curves and I sat on top of him, pushing his thick and erect dick inside of myself.

  I watched Laurel as she squirmed and moaned on top of Xavier and I bounced my ass on his dick. All the slurping, ass slapping, and wet noises made it nearly impossible not to cum. I leaned forward and kissed Laurel while she was in mid-moan. She grabbed my hair and I cried out from the fullness of Xavier’s dick and the pain of her hair tug.

  The euphoria was too much for me but I didn’t want to be done just yet. “Laurel, I want you to feel his dick.” I breathed heavily. “I don’t wanna cum yet,” I confessed. She smiled at me and bit her bottom lip before climbing off of him. His entire face was drenched with her juices. I wanted to kiss him. When Laurel climbed on him, her loud gasp let me know he’d entered her wet pussy.

  “Come on Laurel,” Xavier said, gripping her waist. “Give me that pussy.” She moaned out and put her hands on his chest so she could find her pace and smother his dick with her pussy. My nipples got stiff watching her ride him like that. Her titties were bouncing so nicely and the way her ass jiggled made me want to bite it. “Don’t cum, Laurel,” Xavier groaned. He moved her off of him and stood up.

  “How did you know I was getting ready to cum?” She asked breathlessly.

  “Your pussy is so fucking tight I could feel it throbbing,” he said before snatching me by my hair. “Suck her pussy juices off my dick, Camilla,” he ordered.

  I bit my bottom lip and went to work cleaning every drop of Laurel from him. When I came back up, I kissed her so she could taste it too. “Bend over,” Xavier told me. When I did, he slammed into me, making me cry out. His dick was so hard and long I felt him in parts of me I’ve never felt him in before.

  Laurel laid on her back in front of me and I had a clear view of her pretty pale pink pussy. I dove in face first while Xavier fucked me from behind. Laurel’s moans were smoldering in the air and it made every hair on my body stand on end. I wanted her to cum on my face. I concentrated on her clit and it seemed to drive her crazy. “Make her cum for you.” Xavier told me.

  “Mmm yes, please make me cum Camilla.” She begged. I did what made me squirt several times and sucked on her clit until it was stiff and standing then put my teeth on it gently. The scream Laurel let out should have woken anyone within a ten-mile radius. Her entire body arched off the bed and she gushed her slippery cum all over my face. Xavier let out a carnal sound when he saw it. He stopped fucking me and made Laurel and I bend over in front of him. He dipped from one soaking wet pussy to the next.

  While he was inside of me, he tugged at my nipples and I moaned. “Did you cum yet baby?” He asked.

  “No,” I whined. That was all Xavier needed to hear. He dug into my pussy with his dick and I kissed and fingered Laurel’s pussy, circling her sensitive clit. While I was bringing her back to another orgasm, Xavier was massaging my clit with his fingers bringing me to my own.

  I felt my cunt grip down on him, which made him cum instantly. I shuttered and felt my pussy flooding down his dick and my thighs. Laurel let out a squeal before she came again from my fingers and let her head fall onto the bed.

  “Goddamn it yall,” Laurel exhaled and then laughed. I laid flat on my stomach and cracked a smile, so did Xavier. Eventually, we all ended up laughing until we passed the fuck out from exhaustion.

  Laurel, Xavier and I sat at the kitchen table the next morning just staring at each other. My head was pounding and my pussy was so sore and tender. Laurel had made us all scrambled eggs, bagels and sausage but I didn’t want to eat.

  “You have to eat something.” She said quietly. All I could do was rub my temples and shut my eyes. Every time my eyes closed though, I saw scenes from last night replay in my head. When my eyes opened again I saw Laurel placing two white pills on the table beside my glass of water.

  “Laurel, get the fuck out of here with the pills. Seriously.” I groaned.

  “It’s Aspirin.” She frowned. “I’m not that bad.” I took the Aspirin and apologized.

  “So, I’m gonna get ready to go to work. I have a meeting with an agent from Devoted Books.” Xavier stood from the table and kissed the top of my head. It had only been a year and he’d already charmed his way into his first book deal. I was proud of him but he was rapidly turning into Emmanuel and I wondered if he saw that. Xavier looked at Laurel and smiled, “See you later Laurel.” />
  “Bye, Xavier.” She barely looked at him. Her focus was on her untouched plate of food.

  When the front door closed, we exchanged uneasy glances at each other. The air was ripe with awkwardness. I knew for a fact that I was back to my usual self because everything that happened last night felt incredibly weird. “Are we gonna talk about last night?” Laurel asked, pushing her eggs around on her plate.

  “What is there to talk about?” I shrugged.

  “We all had sex last night, Camilla.” I hadn’t forgotten but last night it was effortless and free. This morning it was clunky and heavy.

  “Yeah, we did.” I tried to run my fingers through my hair but it was smashed to one side of my head. My arms and legs felt like lead and my throat was so sticky dry. I gulped down water and set the empty glass on the table. Laurel’s hazel eyes probed me and begged me to talk with their expression.

  “Are you okay?” I asked her finally.

  “I don’t know. I think I feel bad for fucking your boyfriend.” I still cringed at that word.

  “I told you to though.”

  “True.” She sucked in a breath and rubbed her face with her palms. “I just can’t believe we did that. Should I feel bad for having a threesome with you and Xavier after I broke up with your sister?”

  “Probably. But I’m not the best person to ask since I have no moral compass evidently.” That managed to make her crack a smile. “I don’t know Laurel, it was just a really crazy fucking night. I think we should tuck it away in the back of our minds and move forward.”

  “Agreed.” She nodded. Xavier came back in and searched the table for something.

  “Either of you seen my phone?” He frowned.

  “No, but we were just talking and we’ve decided that we should move past last night.” I rubbed his hand.

  “Yeah, no kidding,” He looked at Laurel and groaned like it pained him to know he fucked her. Maybe Xavier had more of a moral compass than I did because it didn’t pain me it was just awkward.

  “You don’t have to make that face, Xavier.” She folded her arms defensively and shifted her gaze.