DIRTY SHORT EROTICA STORIES FOR WOMEN

CHAPTER 2. (STORY 2)

Meghan has a crush on Andrea's pal, and Andrea is well aware of it. When she sees her sister watching Melissa undress in the bathroom since the door was ajar and the bathroom light was on, she taunts her for wanting Melissa's p***y.

Andrea laughs at Meghan despite her cancellation. Later that night, Andrea convinces Melissa to come into Meghan's room and play with her. Meghan is devastated to find out it was all a joke and Melissa begins to feel sorry for her.

Meghan sobs herself to sleep and her mother returns home slightly tipsy, letting Melissa take the reins. Melissa's p***y is so wet that after putting Trisha to bed she goes to Meghan's room to wake her up in a very sensual way!

Meghan sat on the sofa in the living room. She wrapped herself in a blanket since the house was cold. When Andrea and Carol walked in, she was eating popcorn and watching a movie, her eyes staring at the screen.

Meghan, then 18, was supposed to make sure her sister Andrea came home from college and did her homework while her mother was at work. Meghan heard Andrea laugh as she walked in the front door.

Is that you Andrea? Meghan inquired; her blue eyes fixed on the TV. Her blonde locks were tied in a bun. Yes. Andrea informed her as she walked into the living room and sat in the rocking chair.

Mom doesn't want you to have any visitors until she gets home from college. Meghan finally turned away from the TV and towards her pal, who was standing by the rocking chair.

She rode home with me on the bus. Melissa and I are going to study tonight. Her mother is away on business. I'm sure mom wouldn't want her home alone. Andrea sighed and shrugged.

Meghan turned to Melissa, who had red hair, freckles on her cheeks and hazel eyes. Melissa, she thought, was underdressed for the winter. Melissa wore a tight black dress and high black boots. Her t**s were big for a nineteen-year-old woman.

Maybe you should wear some of Meghan's clothes and where's your coat? Meghan asked. I'm sitting on the kitchen chair. Meghan's clothes don't fit me. Andrea giggled as Melissa blushed.

Sweatpants and a sweatshirt will do. You can wear some of mine if they don't fit. We seem to be about the same size.

Meghan didn't find the girls' antics amusing at all. I'm not sure why you're so cold, Meghan. Because you're so cruel, I never have friends who want to stay with me. Andrea sighed and rolled her eyes.

Don't you have homework to do?

You should start studying as soon as Mom comes home and sees you doing nothing. Meghan pointed this out to her.

Meghan rolled her eyes and went upstairs. She gripped the banister as she climbed the polished wooden steps, Melissa close behind her.

I'm sorry Melissa. As they walked up the stairs, Meghan overheard Andrea mumbling something to her. Meghan kept an eye on Melissa and felt her p***y tickle as she followed her up the stairs.

Biting her lip, she watched Melissa go upstairs. She looked down at her rather small t**s and saw her n*****s harden.

Blushing and shaking her head, she turned her attention back to the movie she was watching. Trisha, her mother, came home a little later.

She stamped her feet on the kitchen floor to clear the snow off her boots, and then talked them out of it. Now that she was home, she felt better. Her blond hair was frizzy since morning and her blue eyes were tired from a hard day's work.

Did Andrea make it home safely?

Trisha inquired as she entered the living room and saw Meghan reading a book. She has a friend over here and she's studying. Meghan rolled her eyes as she heard the girls laughing at her. I'll check on you.

Could you watch Andrea for an hour or two while I go out tonight? As she climbed the steps, Trisha glared at Meghan.

Sure Mom, I have nothing better to do. Meghan mumbled as she turned back to her reading. She didn't feel like keeping an eye on her younger sister and her pal.

Trisha walked all the way down the hall and around the corner to knock on Andrea's open door. Andrea's room was cramped, with a closet full of clothes on the floor and clothes on the bed.

The girls had their science textbooks ready. Andrea, please clean this room. I can't believe how messed up everything is.

Trisha said this while glancing over at Melissa who was still in her short dress but had her boots on the floor next to her.

We're trying to learn mom, Andrea said with a grin. From the sound of it, you'll have more fun chatting and joking with each other. I hear nothing quiet. Trisha said it quietly.

I'm sorry mom. Andrea sighed and rolled her eyes. I think you should go through Andrea's clothes in the closet and choose something warm to wear. Trisha informed her politely.

Yes, I forgot. I'll do it right now. Melissa got up, grabbed a sweatshirt and a pair of black stretch leggings and went to the bathroom.

Trisha returned downstairs as she saw Meghan getting up from the sofa. Leave the cover in place. I'm going upstairs to read in bed. Just let me know when you're ready to go said Meghan quietly.

OK. Trisha told her with a small grin on her face. I wish Meghan would bring her friends so she would have someone to hang out with. Meghan had to go through the toilet to get to her room.

Because it was open and the light was on, she thought Andrea had forgotten to turn off the bathroom light. She almost gasped as she stepped closer and peered in but held her gaze back as she saw Melissa changing. Melissa pulled the garment over her head and watched.

Melissa pulled the dress over her t**s, first looking at her slightly hairy p***y and then gently sliding down to her flat stomach. Melissa looked at herself in the mirror, her p***y getting wet, and she continued to watch.

She smiled and massaged her t**s before grabbing the sweater. Meghan had to admit that they were stunning compared to their own children. Melissa's n*****s were hard, she noticed.

Wish you had something like this, Meghan? She jumped when she heard her sister's voice behind her.

No, I was just checking to make sure you left the light back on. Meghan whirled on her; her cheeks flushed more with shame than anger. Secure. I'm sure you wish you had big t**s like hers instead of the small ones no one can see when you're in a shirt.

Andrea chuckled softly as Meghan walked down the hall to her bedroom without answering. Meghan closed her bedroom door and her eyes. Andrea had stood there for quite a while, long enough to realize that she was spying on her mate.

She heard the women talking about something as they passed her room. Meghan rolled her eyes and fell asleep. Meghan had the most space in her bedroom.

She always made her bed and kept her room spotless. She looked down at her pink blanket and walked the pink rug she chose a year earlier, placed the book on the bed and went to the closet.

Eyeing her as she undressed, selecting a pair of pink stretch leggings and a lightweight hoodie. She liked that she shaved her p***y once a week and thinking of Melissa's fur as she looked down at hers, she pulled her pants on and then stared at her small t**s.

Andrea was right about her size. It was two small bumps with long n*****s sticking out on the sides. She shook her head and pulled back her blanket to cover herself while reading a book.

Trisha yelled at her an hour later to let her know she was leaving. Trisha opened her door slightly so she could hear her sister if something was wrong.

She hoped her mother didn't have to rely on her to take care of Andrea all the time. She was old enough to look for herself. She was barely a year younger than Meghan.

She returned to her bed and thought about seeing Melissa naked again. She thought about teasing her p***y. Melissa had no idea she was being watched and Meghan had hoped Andrea wouldn't tell her.

As she thought more about Melissa, she began to wonder how much experience she had. She seemed to have a lot of experience depending on how she was dressed. Maybe in men, but in girls I'm not sure although it was relatively widespread.

Usually when she went to college it could be seen in the hallways. Girls kiss and hold hands. Meghan slipped her hand under the covers and under her stretch pants without realizing it.

Andrea had just stepped out the door when she teased her c**t and moaned softly at how things were going to turn out with Melissa.

Megan didn't hear her as her eyes were closed, but when she opened them, she winced and reached for her hand from behind the covers when she saw Andrea with her hands on her hips and a smile on her face.

I won't even ask you what you're doing. Andrea laughed at her as Melissa stood in the door.

How come you never knock? Meghan fixed her gaze on her.

Not at all. We're starving. 'Did Mum tell you what we're having for dinner?' Andrea asked why she even entered the bedroom. No, but if you want, take some money from the kitchen table.

I put money there because I wanted to eat pizza tonight and I just paid my check. Meghan explained it to her straight away. I was hoping Andrea would just leave.

Thank you very much. Andrea smiled at her as she prepared to leave the room. She returned to Meghan after looking out the door and watching Melissa make her way down the stairs.

I'd like to see if she likes you. Andrea mocked her for knowing she was a lesbian but didn't think her mother knew.

Don't even think about it! Meghan cried out and blushed slightly as Andrea struggled out the door and down the stairs, laughing.

Meghan headed downstairs after hearing the girls return. She would wait for the pizza delivery boy so they could continue studying as planned.

After dinner, the two girls brought bowls of ice cream into the bedroom, and a few minutes later Melissa walked down the stairs on her own.

Did Andrea say there should be whipped cream in the fridge?

Melissa asked quietly. She didn't want to go downstairs and ask Meghan, but Andrea made her do it. When you open the door, it should be right there. Meghan explained and put her book down for a moment.

Thank you very much. Melissa smiled at her and walked into the kitchen. Meghan stood by the kitchen door and watched as Melissa opened the fridge and found it.

Melissa shook the container and squirted some into her lips, which she watched. Licked her lips and moaned with delight at the honey in her mouth.

Meghan kissed her own lips and wished she was kissing Melissa now. Noticing that Melissa was about to lock the refrigerator door, she hurriedly returned to the living room, picked up her book, and pretended to continue reading.

Thanks again. Melissa said this as she returned upstairs and held up the can. Meghan pretended not to hear her as she saw Melissa's bum in the stretch leggings Andrea had loaned her.

As she walked up the steps, I kept an eye on her butt. Little did Melissa know she was being checked through as she went upstairs and returned to Andrea's room? Hey, I have a great idea. Andrea laughed as she entered the room.

What exactly is it? Asked Melissa.

Just between us, I think my sister loves you. I've seen the way she looks at you when she sees you. Andrea laughed and didn't inform Melissa about the restroom as she didn't want to make Melissa uncomfortable.

Okay... Melissa paused for a moment before laughing. Well, we could play a trick on her. You should go to her room and tell me how much she likes you. Andrea told her the rest of her strategy.

For real? That's not very pleasant. Also, Melissa couldn't complete her statement because she blushed.

Besides that? Andrea exhaled deeply, knowing that Melissa wouldn't go through with it. She wanted to have fun and teasing her sister was just the thing.

I've never touched another woman. Melissa answered with a tiny chuckle. Come on, it'll be a lot of fun. Andrea asked her.

She wanted Meghan back because she grounded her the day before. Told her mother that she had a guy in her bedroom whose door was closed.

Fine. Melissa exhaled deeply.

All right let's keep calm and pretend to study so we can hear when she comes up the stairs. Andrea was relieved that Melissa was willing to participate.

Do you understand what that means? Melissa inquired, rolling her eyes. We don't have to say anything about that.

Then I'll mock them about it the next morning. She hates being teased. Andrea drew her attention to this. Meghan couldn't stop thinking about Melissa as she tried to read and navigate her book.

She sighed deeply and put down her book. She went upstairs to her room and closed the door hard. She took off her jeans and stared at her pink underwear.

They were lace and she liked the way they felt. She felt the wetness on the outside of her underwear as she placed her finger on her p***y.

She removed her top and wore a similar lace bra that was tight and gorgeous, revealing a small cleavage of what she had. Meghan took a pillow, placed it in the middle of the bed and folded it slightly.

She opened her legs and positioned her p***y on the pillow, placing her feet on the top of the bed and her head on the foot of the bed. She started massaging her p***y gently through her underwear on the pillow. Then a little faster each time.

After hearing Meghan coming up the stairs, Andrea instructed Melissa to leave and close her bedroom door. Melissa took her time walking down the hall to Meghan's room.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, but Andrea was more than convincing when she put her mind to it. Hearing a low moan from Meghan's bedroom, she thought of knocking on the door and thinking of a story to tell Andrea.

Melissa was curious as to what was going on when she saw that the door wasn't fully closed. Instead of knocking, she gently pulled it open, hoping not to wake Meghan.

Peering in, she saw Meghan's butt moving back and forth rapidly, the pink pantyhose she was wearing and Meghan rubbing her p***y back and forth over a pillow. Feeling her p***y in her pantyhose excites me.

Melissa entered the bedroom and tiptoed to the edge of the bed, keeping her head high and shoulders back. She got closer and saw that Meghan had her eyes closed. Melissa got wet every time she moaned.

She was surprised by the reaction of her p***y. Melissa pressed her finger on Meghan's p***y and quickly slipped a finger inside her, pink panties and all.

What the hell happened?

Meghan inquired, believing Andrea had entered the bedroom without knocking. Melissa pressed her finger into her p***y as she opened her eyes. She could feel her pants rising inside her.

You looked so hot stroking your p***y on the pillow. Melissa spoke softly to her. Everything should be part of Andrea's plan. They had meticulously arranged everything.

Melissa, I didn't expect you to show up in my room. Meghan blushed as Melissa removed her finger from her p***y.

Turn around and show me your t**s. said Melissa as she cleared her throat. Her fingers trembled slightly.

Meghan couldn't believe she was experiencing this. I was curious if Andrea shared with her that she had peeked into the bathroom and seen putting on the clothes she was wearing.

You are small. Meghan blushed slightly as she said this. She has been warned. I don't mind; I just want to see her said Melissa softly. Meghan turned and nodded slowly as Melissa lifted the pillow off the bed and peered at her chest.

She massaged Meghan's cleavage with her tongue while caressing the small t**s in the bra. Meghan was surprised that the firmer her n*****s were, the longer they lasted.

I'd like to suck on one of your n*****s. asked Melissa as she started to lower Meghan's bra before Meghan could reply.

Yes. That would be great. Meghan nodded, relieved that Melissa wasn't laughing when she saw her breasts through the bra.

Your n*****s are just stunning. Your t**s make me wet. Melissa lowered her eyes to her. Melissa's p***y had no idea it was a game. Their p*****s made them want to suck on their firm, long n*****s.

Melissa pressed her lips to the tight n****e and stuck out her tongue. When they were interrupted, she carefully began circling her tongue around Meghan's erect n****e. I had a feeling! I had a feeling you were a lesbian.

There's no denying that now! Andrea's booming voice from the door startled both women. They both saw her smile as they looked at her. She then threw her head back and laughed at Meghan.

What? What exactly is going on?

Meghan let her gaze switch back and forth between Andrea and Melissa, then back to Andrea. I was curious to see how horny you were for Melissa. You know, I saw the way you looked at her and now I know.

Andrea explained to her that everything was a game. Melissa burst out laughing as she got out of bed and walked towards Andrea. She didn't know what else to do as she didn't want Andrea to think she loved it even if she did.

Get out of my room, both of you! Meghan yelled at her. Her eyes filled with tears. Melissa had to stop laughing when she saw Meghan's first tear roll down her cheek.

Meghan seemed to like what she did to her. Words failed her on both. Andrea should not appear like this, and the game should be between her and Andrea. Meghan's feelings had been hurt, she realized.

Okay, let's go then. Melissa's muffled voice was heard by Meghan in the corridor. You got this for informing Mum about the guy I had in my room last week.

Do you know how humiliating it is to tell him I'm grounded and haven't seen him in a week?

What has he done? He's already seeing another woman because he didn't want to wait for me. Andrea scowled at her and explained why she was doing it.

Please leave my room! Meghan yelled at her again. Andrea left the room and slammed the door behind her. Meghan sobbed as she lay on her bed.

Finally, she cried herself to sleep. Andrea wasn't sure if she would tell her mother what had happened. Probably not since Melissa went into her room and it all started.

When Trisha came into the house, everything was black except for the kitchen light, which was on. She went upstairs to go to the bathroom to check on Melissa and Andrea and locked the door behind her.

They were both asleep, so she went to her own room after knocking softly on Meghan's door and hearing nothing. She knew Meghan didn't enjoy being disturbed while her bedroom door was closed.

Trisha had drunk a little too much that night and as soon as she went to bed, she realized she had to go to the bathroom.

She opened her door and walked down the hall. She saw that the bathroom light was on; she didn't care since she had to use the bathroom, she opened the door just as Melissa came out of the bathroom.

Your jeans aren't quite up yet. Melissa stopped for a second, surprised that she had entered. Both stare at each other.

Melissa saw that Trisha was wearing a lace nightgown, short enough that she could see her matching underwear. She was stunned when they both heard her moan while staring at her.

We're sorry. Trisha blushed slightly as she went to the sink and started removing her makeup. It is in order.

How did you spend your night? Melissa asked, embarrassed that she was spying on Trisha.

Trisha had heard her sigh. It was excellent; it was good. She said she had to hold on to the counter because she lost her balance.

Are you all, right?

Melissa walked closer to her while Trisha grabbed a towel next to Melissa and rubbed her elbow across Melissa's chest, which was covered by the sweatshirt she was wearing.

I'm OK. I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... Trisha chuckled uneasily; her gaze fixed on her sweater. It's good. Melissa was flushed.

Melissa was about to leave her when she saw that Trisha could barely stand on her own. I didn't want her to fall.

Do you need help? Asked Melissa softly.

I just need to go to the bathroom. Trisha giggled as she stumbled to the toilet and pulled her pants down. Melissa looked at Trisha's p***y and saw that it was shaved.

Her p***y is silky and pleasant. Melissa started experiencing the same feelings she had previously when touching Meghan.

Would you like me to accompany you to your room?

Melissa inquired, knowing that she would never forgive herself if anything happened. Of course, if you want. Trisha said quietly, getting up from the toilet and pulling her pantyhose back up.

Melissa approached her and Trisha wrapped her arm around her and almost fell over. Melissa felt Trisha's chest touch her lips as she waited for her to get back on her feet.

Melissa couldn't deny that she was loving it this time while holding back a groan. Her p***y wouldn't allow it. Trisha saw her tea's n*****s contract.

They walked a little way out of the restroom and Melissa helped her to her room. Trisha was aware that she had enjoyed rubbing her breast against Melissa's lips and that Melissa had whimpered for her as she entered the toilet.

Trisha pretended to stumble into the room and pushed Melissa against the door frame. For a split second she felt her tremors through her clothes. Melissa couldn't stop herself from moaning again.

Trisha smiled at her, taking it as a sign that Melissa was enjoying herself. Melissa assumed Trisha took her hand to steady herself as she took it.

Instead, Trisha pulled her against the wall and placed Melissa's palm on her panties. Melissa felt her pants getting wet against her butt and stifled another groan.

Do you like it? Trisha inquired her lips inches from Melissa are as she pressed hers against hers.

When Melissa started stroking her p***y alone, she started rubbing her p***y on Melissa's hand and softly crying.

As if a light bulb went on in Trisha's head, she broke away from Melissa and took her hand from her underwear.

I'm sorry Melissa. I'm not sure what got into me. She turned away from her and fell into bed, whispering. Don't worry. Melissa said this while licking her lips. Trisha's kiss left a wine taste on her lips.

Melissa approached Trisha and saw that she was unconscious. Pulling the covers over her, she stepped off the bed and out of the room, quietly closing the door behind her.

Melissa's p***y was soaked through her own underwear, and she knew she couldn't allow herself to come into Andrea's room while she was sleeping, and the bathroom wasn't safe enough.

The door had no lock. Instead of going into Andrea's room to try to calm Melissa's newfound feelings for women, she went into Meghan's room. She dared to stroll over there and open the door a little but saw that Meghan had fallen asleep with the light on.

As she lay on her stomach, she realized she was still wearing her pink pants and bra from earlier. It's either now or never.

She closed the bedroom door behind her and mumbled to herself. When she saw the latch, she grinned and closed the door behind her.

Melissa walked over to the bed not sure what was coming over her as she placed a finger on the back of Meghan's underwear and gradually pulled it down so that it was underneath Meghan. Her p***y was rubbed from the outside.

Mm, Meghan moaned in her sleep.

Melissa tightened her grip on her finger. She was interested in what it was like to be with a girl. I want it more than ever.

Mm, it feels so good, Meghan mumbled groggily as she woke up.

When Meghan opened her eyes, she realized she wasn't dreaming of someone touching her. While dreaming of Melissa massaging her, she felt a finger pressure on her c******s.

Moisture pooled in her underwear. Then she remembered what Andrea and Melissa had done to her and turned it into comedy. Melissa turned her head to see who it was and when she saw Melissa stroking her p***y her eyes widened.

Get out of my room, she mumbled hastily, getting up and sitting on the bed. I wanted to apologize earlier but couldn't figure out how. Shut up, everyone's asleep, she ordered.