LOGINMarcella’s pov I knew something was up with Lucille, showing up at my place was no coincidence, but whatever it is I was glad she came. I felt so relieved, I had released so much stress, anxiety and fear from my body. When I got back to the room Maya was having some biscuits with Rose. The way they were so carried in their conversation, I could tell they didn’t suspect a thing. I sat down beside them to be part of the talks when Lucille came out too.I looked at my pretty babe, she looked calm, relieved, way better than the way she was when I met her at the roadside. But this time, she didn’t sit to be part of the conversation, she just took her bag, bade us farewell and left like a horse on the run. My messy baby. Even in a messy state she looked super hot. I watched her as she walked out the door. Who would have thought we would ever be lovers?Once she shut the door, it was just three of us once again. Maya, Rose and myself, she had talked about almost everything and there was
Lucille’s pov It finally happened. I finally lost myself in her, and lying there afterward, I felt a weight lift as I rested in her arms. The pressure I once felt, the urge, the burning sensation on my pussy, the tension, the need to be satisfied, everything was gone, just by her touch. My body remained calm like I was lying in a pool of ice. We stayed there for a while, until I told her what I had in mind and she said something that drew my attention. “Did I…” she asked me. “I didn’t dare you Lucille, I only said the truth, your not a dick girl, not the hard and long type, you are a pussy girl, you like it soft and soaked, if I hadn’t made that bet, we wouldn’t have had this moment,” she told me. It was true. We wouldn't have, and I would have regretted that until the moment I left. I didn’t want to stand up. I wanted to stay in her bosom forever. “You know we have to get up right?” She told me as she pushed me aside gently “We’ve been here for a while…. Don’t want my sis
Marcella’s pov I dared her wanting to see exactly what she would do to me. I was desperate for her next move, I took another bold step forward, getting right in her space, and said something even more provocative. “And what are you going to do about it… pussy sucker?” She looked me dead in the eyes with so much rage, I was ready for a fight, however it goes I was ready but Instead, she dragged me into her arms and captured my lips in a hot, consuming kiss. It happened so fast I didn’t have time to think or resist it. She launched a full on assault on my mouth, and though I told myself I wanted to stop her, I couldn’t, I felt helpless in her arms. I think I liked it. She pulled me even closer, her grip tightening. “Tonight, I’ll be sucking yours...” She held me pinned to the wall, filling my lips with her sweet, hot kisses. I really wanted to push back and fight her, I was still so mad at her but the way she held me made it impossible to pull away and with the way her body relaxe
Lucille’s pov Caught on the spot, I had no excuse to escape this trio, and the way she insisted, I had no choice than to follow them, I had already been caught. While we walked together it was quiet for a bit, her small friend kept talking, she talks a lot I must say, till we got to her place. We all sat together and talked about high school days, my glorious sports life back then, my famous status, but I barely offered any contributions to the conversation, I struggled with the discomfort in my pants. The same heat I thought died some moments ago, it came back harder, biting off the flesh on my pussy. She sat across me, feeding me her beauty and that bulgy eyes stare, that was torture enough, I wish I could just pluck her as a fruit and devour her there. My mouth watered , driven by a hunger to eat her raw. The whole talks dissolved in the background of my thoughts, my beautiful Marcella, so long I’ve missed you, even though we’ve just been away for some hours, to me it felt like
Marcella’s pov I never expected to see my sister. She hadn't given me a hint, no phone call, no text or "ring a bell" nothing. To say I was surprised to see her would be an understatement, I was floored, especially when she immediately threw her arms around me. "My cute little pumpkin..." she cooed, trying to mimic our mum’s voice while squeezing me so tight I could barely breathe. I laughed, playfully shoving her back. "Get away from me, you psycho!"We both dissolved into giggles, the kind of easy laughter that only sisters share. I missed Maya so much, my best friend and play mate, the only one I could trust with everything about myself. After a moment, she gestured toward Rose, who was standing awkwardly beside us, clearly lost in the family drama. "And this is...?" Maya prompted. "This is Rose," I said, introducing them. "My dear friend, honestly, probably the only friend I have." We shared a quick giggle. "And my roommate," I finished. "Nice to meet you!" Maya stretched o
Lucille’s pov I could feel my clit burning, my brain on the verge of collapse from the days’ confusion, I needed to be calm. I found myself on the way to the only place that will help me get what I want. I needed to be calm or at least find the one person who could provide the release I sought. When I got closer, I had only one plan in mind. I ran as my legs could carry me, the sun had gone down and the day was getting dark. I left my car at the school car park, I could always come back for it, her house isn’t so far after all and I needed to get there fast, and that was the only way I could do that. Then I saw her. I sighted her from afar, the only silhouette my heart yearned for, the person I wanted to get to. I once thought of going to her place to see her but now that she’s here going there is no longer relevant. I could tell her what I want here and we could go together, her house wasn’t so far anymore, we just need to escape the crowd together. Then I spotted her with ano
Marcella’s povIt was my new roommate. “Hey!" she chirped, throwing her arms around me in a sudden, tight hug. I stiffened, my arms hanging uselessly at my sides, startled by the unsolicited touch. “Oh, I’m sorry..." she said, finally pulling back with an apologetic grin. “I’m a big hugger." “
Marcella povI couldn’t sleep. I spent the whole night with my eyes pinned open at the ceiling, terrified that if I drifted off, the hauntings would return to claim my dreams. Instead, I lay in the dark, my mind racing through every possible catastrophe that could await me at college. When the al
Marcella pov I rushed downstairs, desperate to hear the ‘good news’ my sister had teased so much about. My ears were practically itching with curiosity. I took the steps at a breakneck pace, hoping to find my parents waiting with an explanation. I found my mum in the foyer, the very picture of st
Marcella povI stood in the midst of crowds, people unknown to me. It looked like a club, heavy beats thrummed through the floor, the air was thick with the scent of sweat and expensive perfumes and everyone was dancing. The disco light kept flashing in my face and I almost got my eyes hurting with







