I Can't Believe He Did Us Both! (Kari's Lessons) by Cassandra Zara, Lucinda Lane Page A

to
respond, so I just looked down.
    “Was he a good kisser?” she
asked. I looked up and nodded very slightly. “I knew it,” she said.
    She scooted closer to me on the
bed. “Kiss me really quick, I want to make sure I'm up to his level,” she said.
    I bit my lip. This was all
happening so quickly, and I didn't know what to think. I enjoyed kissing Jenny,
her soft lips touching mine and her wet tongue questing in my mouth, but it was
nowhere near as hot as Max's kisses. However, as her eyes looked at my body, I
felt a few feelings of lust for my best friend. She leaned in, her lips meeting
mine. I parted my lips and felt as her tongue touched mine softly. I wrapped my
hands around her waist, moving them up and down, occasionally brushing against
her larger breasts and enjoying the feeling.
    When we broke from the kiss, we
both looked a little disheveled. However, Jenny came right back in for another
kiss, and I eagerly drank it in. We made out for about a minute, and as she
started playing with the bottom of my shirt, I felt like she was about to take
it to the next level. I was so turned on that I was ready for it. I was ready
for anything.
    Suddenly, Jenny broke from the
kiss. Her face was red and I could tell that she was turned on. She leaned in
for another kiss, but I didn't return it. I couldn't help but think of Max and
his more forceful kisses. Jenny mouth went to my neck, sucking gently, and it
felt so good that I began rubbing my hands up and down her body again. I
could just let go, I thought. I could have my first lesbian experience.
    Jenny finally broke from the kiss
again. “I'm going to go meet your Daddy,” she said, a wicked smile on her face.
I grabbed for her hand, as if to say, Don't go, we can just hang out here
all night, together. She didn't listen to my thoughts, and she stood up and
walked to the door. I watched her ass in those cute pajama shorts as she walked
to my door, then down the hall towards my Daddy's room.
    I watched as she made it to his
room and slowly pushed open the door. She bit her lip and smiled as I knew she
locked eyes with Max. I knew how sexy she looked, her tits straining against
the fabric of her tank top, her long legs barely covered by the short shorts
she had on. Jenny waited at the doorway to Max's room for another moment, then
I watched as she sauntered in.
    “Hello, Daddy,” I heard her say a
few moments later. I wondered if the next sounds I would hear would be Jenny's
cries of orgasm.
    I shouldn't have wondered. In
another moment, Max stormed out of his room with Jenny in tow behind her, a
handful of her hair in his hand. “Ow, ow, ow, stop, you're hurting me,” Jenny
was saying as Max dragged her down the hall by her hair. I laughed a little.
Served her right.
    Max brought her into my room and
pushed her onto my bed. He was wearing nothing but boxer shorts and a white
t-shirt. He looked at me, accusingly. “What have you been telling your friend,
Kari?”
    “Nothing!” I said, sounding like
a petulant teenager even to my own ears.
    Max scoffed. “I don't believe
you. You know, you shouldn't be telling your friends stories, especially
stories that make them crawl into bed with you half naked.”
    I looked at Jenny and she
shrugged. She looked at Max. “Kari didn't tell me any stories,” she said. “I
just think you're really sexy,” she said.
    My mouth flew open. Was she still
trying to fuck Max, even after the treatment she had received just a moment
ago? Or was it especially because of that treatment?
    Maybe Max picked up on that too, because
he came over to the bed and grabbed Jenny's hair. He pulled her to her feet by
her hair. She gasped and whined a little but didn't protest anymore, she just
made eye contact with him. “Is this the way you like getting treated?”
    She looked at him defiantly.
“Yes, Daddy,” she said.
    He laughed again. “Your own dad
didn't discipline you enough when you were a child, did he? Otherwise, you
wouldn't get