Home Alone, Part Thirteen

Yawning, Riley opened her eyes and smiled. When she tried to stretch the sleep from her young body, she discovered she was still a little sore from the night before. The corners of her mouth turned up even more as she thought about her early birthday gift from her girlfriend Caroline and her stepsister Rebecca. Those two had done a number on her.

“God, I can’t believe I slept with both of them,” Riley said, shaking her head. Last night had been surreal, a tangle of lovely naked bodies and too many orgasms to count.

Thinking about Caroline and Rebecca, she found herself starting to get turned on, again. She didn’t think she could have any horniness left after last night, but she felt a flush of heat spread between her thighs.

She glanced at the alarm clock, wondering if she had enough time. She usually hit the snooze button a couple of times most mornings, but she had woken up before the alarm even went off today. Turning off the alarm, she thought she had a good twenty minutes to kill before she really had to be up.

“Plenty of time,” Riley thought, grinning.

Glancing at her bedside lamp, she wondered if she could get away with using her vibrator. While she didn’t need to be up for another twenty minutes, her dad was already getting ready for work. On low, the toy might not make enough noise to be heard outside of her room, but she really didn’t want to risk it.

She thought about the strap-on Rebecca had bought her for her birthday, but it was all the way on the other side of the room, hidden behind one of the drawers in her dresser. While the dildo had felt amazing inside of her last night, she didn’t want to leave the warmth of her covers to retrieve it. She only wore a pair of panties, and her father liked to keep the thermostat set a few degrees too low for her tastes.

Finally, she decided to take it old school, to do something she hadn’t done since she stole her vibrator from the mall. Hooking her fingers in the waistband of her panties, she raked them down her long legs and off. She tossed the underwear aside, then got to her knees with her comforter wrapped around her shoulders. Snagging her extra pillow, she folded it in half and pushed it between her legs. Leaning forward and putting her weight on her arms, she rolled her hips back and forth in long, slow thrusts. Lots of experimenting and loads of practice had taught her this method worked best for her.

She hasn’t done this in a while but her body responded like no time at all had passed since she last did this to her pillow. The caress of the soft cotton against her thighs and her bud brought a sigh to her lips. She was glad this was her extra pillow because she was sure she was making a mess of it. She made a mental note to drop the pillowcase in the wash after she was done.

Her fingers tightened on the sheets as the roll of her hips sent pleasure washing through her. The pillow between her thighs was rubbing her just the right way, and she had to bite her lip to keep quiet. It helped, but she couldn’t completely rein in her little noises of excitement.

Closing her eyes, she conjured an erotic image in her mind to help things along. Back when she was doing this regularly, it was always some cute male actor she was crushing on at the moment. She had to smile now as thoughts of her girlfriend popped into her head, instead. Her heart beat a little faster as she remembered how Caroline had looked in the lingerie Rebecca had bought for her. She had been so incredibly sexy in her nylons and her lacy bit of nothing that her attraction to those hunky celebs paled in comparison.

“Oh God,” Riley said, in a breathy moan. With a mind of their own, her hips started moving faster, rubbing harder against the pillow between her thighs. In her mind’s eye, it wasn’t a pillow at all, but Caroline’s lovely body she was grinding against. The fantasy was so real that she forgot it was just that… a fantasy.

As her passion heated up, she didn’t need the covers anymore, so she threw the comforter off her shoulder. A light sheen of sweat broke out on her naked body from her efforts. She was really working the pillow.

Sitting up straight, she ran her hands up her stomach to cup her breasts. Her nipples ached sweetly as she teased them and her back arched. She had to stop because it was making it impossible to keep her voice in check, it felt so good. She grabbed her headboard instead, her hips rocking back and forth faster and faster until she was biting her lip hard enough to draw blood.

Her eyes snapped open as she felt herself start to come. One, two, three more thrusts of her hips and the pillow did her in. She knew it was coming, but her climax still startled a little cry from her. Loud enough to carry to the hallway, she could only hope no one was there to hear it as she lost herself to the pleasure washing through her. She put her head on the cold wood of her headboard, as she drifted back down.

Her cry of ecstasy must have gone unheard because no one came to check on her. Glad her luck was holding, she pulled the pillow from between her legs and put it back in its usual place. Seeing the big wet spot where she was grinding against it, she shook her head and laughed. She flipped it over, hiding the evidence.

She glanced at the alarm clock, saw it was about time for her turn in the shower. With four people rotating in and out of the bathroom, it was all about timing. Her time slot was after her father and before Rebecca. If she missed her window, she’d have to go after Rebecca and would end up running to catch her bus.

Getting off the bed, she had to smile at how wobbly her legs were, like jello after humping her pillow into submission. She went to her dresser for clean underwear to put on when she got out of her shower. She was about to turn away when she saw the toe of a stocking poking out of its hiding spot. Glancing at the door to her room, she hesitated, then pulled out the lingerie Rebecca had bought for her.

It was very similar to the bustier Caroline had worn last night, but with the colors inverted. Where Caroline’s had been white with black lace trim and black lace accent panels, Riley’s was black, with white detailing. She was pretty sure they were the same lingerie set, only in different colors. Matching stockings and thong finished the outfit.

Riley liked the contrast of the white lace on black, liked how pretty and sexy the lingerie looked. If it fit half as good as Caroline’s had, it would look incredible on her.

She hadn’t gotten to wear it last night, since she was the birthday girl. Looking at it now, she couldn’t wait to let Caroline see her in it. Smiling, she thought the girl was going to love it. As she put the lingerie back in its hiding place, she wondered when she’d get her chance to wear it for her.

“Date night, probably,” Riley said, out loud.

With that thought in mind, she slipped into her robe. With her clean panties in hand, she headed for the bathroom for her shower. Standing under the hot water, Riley started thinking about school and about the janitor closet that no one used. Shivering, she remembered making love with Caroline, the naughty thrill of skipping class and having sex during fourth period. She smiled, thinking she and Caroline were going to put that storage closet to good use, again.

“Maybe today,” Riley said, grinning.

It was meant to be a joke, but the idea sort of stuck in her head. The more she thought about it, the more the idea of skipping lunch and making out in the closet appealed to her. Generally speaking, lunch at school sucked, anyway.

“Maybe today,” she said, again. She wasn’t joking this time.

She finished her shower and got out. As she dried off, she found herself thinking about sneaking some snacks into her backpack. She was pretty sure they had some pop tarts in the kitchen. Not the most hearty of lunches, but they had to be better than whatever the lunch ladies were serving.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she said, “Today. No maybe’s about it.”

Finished with her shower, she looked at the clean panties she had brought with her to wear. They were cotton and basic, cute but not very sexy. Nothing like the thong that came with the lingerie Rebecca had bought for her. Now, those were some sexy underwear, sheer and lacy.

She inhaled sharply as she thought about wearing the lingerie to school to surprise Caroline. Her school uniform would hide it, so no one would know she was wearing it, except her. Even if she wore the stockings, everyone would assume she was wearing tights or pantyhose. It was cold enough outside to warrant hosiery, so it wouldn’t be strange for her to be wearing them. So, the real question was- did she dare?

She was still looking at the panties, when there was a knock at the door. She jerked in surprise, thought for a second her parents had somehow read her thoughts and she was busted. Then Rebecca called through the door, “Hurry up. It’s my turn.”

I can decide in my room, Riley thought, slipping back into her robe. She stuffed the panties into the pocket on the front of the robe.

“It’s all yours,” Riley said, opening the door.

“I was about to join you, if you didn’t hurry up,” Rebecca said, with a playful smile.

Laughing, Riley said, “Didn’t you get enough last night?”

“No,” Rebecca said, with a wink as she stepped into the bathroom. There was plenty of room for her to get by, but she still rubbed up against Riley very deliberately.

Her heart beating faster, Riley shook her head as she walked to her bedroom. Just a simple wink, but her stepsister had put some thoughts in her head. The fact that Rebecca had only been wearing a short robe, her long legs bare, didn’t help, either. Riley knew what was under the robe, knew how Rebecca looked without it.

In her room, she undid the robe and let it fall to the floor. Going to her dresser, she pulled the lingerie from its hiding place. She laid it out on the bed next to the plain cotton panties. Seeing them side by side, she realized it boiled down to comfort and sex appeal. The lingerie didn’t look particularly comfortable, especially the thong.

“It is hot, though,” Riley said, running her fingers over the lace pattern on the lingerie. Before she could think better of it, she picked the bustier up and pulled it over her head. Her heart was racing as she stepped into the tiny thong. She was really doing this, wearing the lingerie to school. She sat on her bed and rolled the stockings onto her long legs, managed to fasten the garters to hold them up.

She looked at herself in the mirror, giggling at her reflection. Like Caroline’s had last night, the lingerie fit her perfectly, looked incredibly sexy on her young body. Seeing herself in the bustier, she felt better about deciding to wear it to school. It’d be her little secret and Caroline’s big surprise.

Her hands were shaking a little as she finished getting dressed. In her button up blouse and skirt, she stepped in front of the mirror, again. With her uniform on, the lingerie was hidden. Even when she sat down, the lacy tops of the stockings wouldn’t show.

“Probably wouldn’t show,” Riley said, out loud. She would have to be very mindful of her skirt, wearing the nylons. Hopefully, the lingerie wouldn’t be too much of a distraction for her at school today.

She stared at her reflection a moment longer to see if she was going to chicken out and take the lingerie off or not. When her nerve didn’t break, she grabbed her backpack and headed downstairs. Air found its way under her skirt, and its cool caress on her bare buttocks was a constant reminder of just what she had on beneath her school uniform. A naughty shiver of excitement worked through her, and she had to bite back a nervous giggle.

I’m really doing this, Riley thought, a little surprised at herself.

In the kitchen, she set her backpack on the counter and started poking through the pantry for something to take to school. She grabbed a box of pop tarts, dumping the contents in the zippered front compartment of her bag. From the fridge, she snagged a couple of bottles of water and stuffed them in the same compartment as the pop tarts.

She was zipping the bag closed again, when Rebecca came into the kitchen. Her hair was still stringy and wet, but she was dressed for school. Rebecca wore a uniform almost identical to Riley’s, but managed to look more sultry, borderline slutty. The skirt seemed shorter, the blouse tighter, but it was just an illusion. Riley was pretty sure it wasn’t the clothing, just Rebecca’s sensuality showing through. The teenager had something about her that drew the eye and quickened the pulse.

Catching Riley looking, Rebecca smiled playfully at her, said, “Better not let your girlfriend catch you looking at me like that.”

“How do you do that?” Riley asked, shaking her head.

“Do what?” Rebecca asked, tilting her head to one side.

“Look so… slutty in your school uniform,” Riley said.

“I look slutty?” Rebecca asked, amused.

Blushing, Riley said, “Not slutty… You are wearing the same thing as me but you look sexier, somehow.”

Smiling, Rebecca said, “I don’t think you give yourself enough credit. You look plenty slutty.”

Laughing, Riley said, “Thanks, I think.”

Rebecca peeked over her shoulder, then craned her neck to look into the living room. Her smile was even sexier as she turned back to Riley. The teenager came to her and Riley found herself trapped between the counter and her stepsister. Riley thought the girl was going to kiss her, but she didn’t. She was a little disappointed that she didn’t.

“Last night was fun,” Rebecca said, leaning into Riley.

“Yeah,” Riley agreed, her heart racing.

“You have a really cool girlfriend,” Rebecca said, reaching up to brush a lock of hair behind Riley’s ear.

Swallowing hard, Riley said, “I know.”

“You need to hold onto her,” Rebecca said.

Riley nodded. Rebecca’s body pressed against her own was making it hard to have a conversation. The scent of the girl’s body wash was making her dizzy with desire.

“Do you think she’d mind if I kiss you?” Rebecca asked.

“Um…” Riley said, her heart skipping a beat, “I don’t know.”

“Maybe you should ask her,” Rebecca said, smiling playfully at Riley, “establish some ground rules. You know… after what happened last night and now that you two are exclusive.”

“Yeah… I-I think I better,” she stammered.

“Good,” Rebecca said, meeting Riley’s eyes, “let me know if I don’t get to play with you anymore.”

“I-I’ll ask,” Riley said.

The corners of Rebecca’s mouth turned up in a mischievous grin and she said, “Be sure to mention I wouldn’t be against another turn of… What did she call it?”

“Monkey in the Middle,” Riley said.

Rebecca pushed away from the counter and Riley wasn’t sure if she was relieved or disappointed Rebecca wasn’t going to try something. Riley was glad she had something to lean against because her knees were a little weak. She watched as Rebecca went to the fridge and grabbed a container of yogurt, then a spoon from the drawer.

Rebecca started out of the kitchen, then turned back to Riley, said, “Tell her what I said.”

Riley nodded. When Rebecca was out of earshot, Riley said, “Jesus.”

More than a little flustered, Riley started out of the kitchen without her backpack. She had to laugh at her own expense as she went back for it. Her stepsister had a way of short-circuiting her brain. With her backpack in hand, she headed for the front door. She paused long enough to slip into her coat and then the backpack before leaving.

She made her way to the gaggle of school kids waiting at the bus stop. She saw Caroline standing among them and she had to smile. The girl looked cute in her school uniform and Riley had to fight the urge to kiss her.

“Hey you,” Caroline said, smiling at her.

“Hey to you, too,” Riley said.

“How are you feeling this morning?” Caroline asked, playfully.

Laughing, Riley said, “A little sore but like a million bucks. Thanks to you and Rebecca.”

“Well, you are welcome,” Caroline said, winking at her.

“Speaking of which,” Riley said, then look around at the kids at the stop, “I need to talk to you about something when we get on the bus.”

“Oh?” Caroline asked, her interest piqued.

“Wait until we are on the bus,” Riley said.

Caroline looked at her for a moment, then nodded that she understood. The noise on the bus would give them some privacy, something they wouldn’t have at the bus stop.

Right on cue, the yellow school bus rounded the bend and pulled to a stop in front of them with a hiss of air brakes. Everyone filed on and Riley and Caroline found their usual seat together. They have been sitting together forever, so no one batted an eye. Smiling, Riley wondered if any of them would ever guess that she and Caroline were a couple now.

The bus was abuzz with conversation, so Riley felt comfortable that hers and Caroline’s would get lost in the dull roar. Still, she leaned in close and said just loud enough for her girlfriend to hear, “We need to talk about Rebecca.”

“What about her?” Caroline asked.

“She pointed out that we might need some… ground rules after last night,” Riley said, meeting Caroline’s eyes.

Laughing, Caroline said, “Ah.”

“I mean, we are exclusive, right?” Riley asked.

“Yeah,” Caroline said, with a warm smile, “just you and me.”

“Right,” Riley said, nodding.

Caroline’s eyes narrowed and she looked at Riley for a moment before asking, “Why? What did Rebecca do?”

“Nothing,” Riley said, then told Caroline about her run in with her stepsister, “I think she just likes to mess with my head.”

“I can see how she could do that,” Caroline said.

Laughing, Riley said, “She wants me to tell you that she’d be okay with another turn of Monkey in the Middle.”

Caroline grinned at her, asked, “She really said that?”

“Yeah,” Riley said. Her eyes widened when she saw Caroline thinking about it and she said, “Really?”

Blushing, Caroline said, “What? It was fun.”

“True,” Riley said, meeting her eyes, “should I tell Rebecca that’s a yes?”

“Maybe,” Caroline said, laughing. Sobering up some, she looked at Riley a long moment, then said, “You and Rebecca had a thing.”

Riley thought she knew what her girlfriend was talking about. Holding the girl’s gaze, she said, “We had a thing. Now we have a thing and that’s more important to me.”

“So, you don’t want to sleep with Rebecca anymore?” Caroline asked.

Thinking about the scene in the kitchen, Riley felt a twinge of guilt about wanting Rebecca to kiss her. Taking a deep breath, she said, “She’s still hot as hell.”

“Good answer,” Caroline said, smiling at her, “if you had said no, I would have known you were full of shit.”

Laughing, Riley said, “Wow.”

“I have an idea,” Caroline said, leaning even closer, “how about this… you only get to play with Rebecca if I get to play, too.”

Raising her eyebrows, Riley said, “Yeah?”

“Seems fair, doesn’t it?” Caroline said, playfully.

“I can live with it,” Riley said, amused, “Rebecca might be a bit bummed out about the deal, though.”

“I’m sure she’ll get over it when you tell her I’m alright with another round of Monkey in the Middle, too,” Caroline said.

“I should really tell her that?” Riley asked, amused.

“Like I said,” Caroline said, with a playful smile, “it was fun.”

“Speaking of fun,” Riley said, pulling her backpack onto her knees and unzipping the front pouch, “I brought us some lunch. I was thinking we might eat at our hiding spot, today.”

“I knew we would need that blanket, again,” Caroline said.

“Is that why you left it there?” Riley asked, amused.

“Yeah,” Caroline said.

“God, I want to kiss you so bad,” Riley said, shaking her head in frustration.

Laughing, Caroline said, “You’ll have to wait until lunch.”

“By then I’ll need more than a kiss,” Riley said.

With a sexy smile, Caroline said, “I know.”

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The first half of her day seemed to take forever. Time really was relative and right about now she wished Einstein had been full of shit. Riley kept looking at the clock, even though she knew it would make time pass even slower. She couldn’t help it. She had a date with Caroline she couldn’t wait to keep.

She was kind of proud of herself that she could focus on her lessons at all with thoughts of lying with Caroline vying for her attention. Most of what her teachers were trying to plant in her brain took root, but she still made a lot more notes than usual just in case.

She had her books in her bag before the class was even over and was watching the clock as the last few seconds ticked away on her fourth period Social Studies class. As soon as the bell rang, she was going to make a beeline for the storage closet. She wanted as much time as she could get with Caroline before she had to go back to class.

Smiling, she thought, God, I’ve got it bad for Caroline.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

She tried to mentally make the second hand move faster, but it turned out she didn’t possess any superpowers. This last minute of class was going to take its sweet time passing and she couldn’t do anything but wait impatiently.

The bell finally rang and she was out of her seat like a greyhound out of the gate at a dog track. She wanted to run but she forced herself to walk. Running kids tended to draw the attention of the teaching staff and the last thing she wanted was to end up on their radar.

Rounding the corner, she saw the door to the storage room was slightly ajar. She hesitated, looking around. She moved to the wall, peeked into the room. Caroline probably beat her here and left the door open for her, but she couldn’t be sure. She didn’t want to burst in and have to explain to the janitor why she was in there.

She sighed with relief when she saw Caroline already spreading the blanket out on the floor. Caroline looked up when Riley stepped into the room and closed the door behind her with a very audible click. Riley shrugged out of her backpack, setting it just inside the door. Leaving the blanket, Caroline got off her knees and slipped into Riley’s arms for that much-anticipated kiss. Judging by the girl’s eagerness, Riley hadn’t been the only one craving this.

Pulling back, Riley said, “God, this was the longest morning ever.”

“Yeah, it was,” Caroline said, smiling at her. Her hands slid down Riley’s back to grab her buttocks and she rubbed her lower body against Riley. Her smile turning up even more, Caroline said, “Take your clothes off.”

“Shouldn’t we eat first,” Riley teased.

“No,” Caroline said, starting to unbutton Riley’s shirt. Riley saw Caroline’s eyes widen after she popped the third button and she saw Riley had on something more than just a bra under the shirt. The girl looked up and met Riley’s eyes.

“Surprise,” Riley said, grinning.

“What are you wearing?” Caroline asked, as she fumbled with the rest of the buttons on the shirt.

“You didn’t get to see it last night,” Riley said.

Caroline inhaled sharply as Riley’s shirt fell open. Riley slipped the shirt off her shoulders, tossing it on the blanket. Caroline seemed to be distracted by the sheer lingerie, so Riley ran the zipper down on her skirt and shimmied out of it, as well. In just the lingerie, she let her girlfriend look at her and she shivered at the heat behind her gaze.

“I can’t believe you wore this to school,” Caroline said, still unable to tear her eyes away from Riley.

“I wanted to surprise you,” Riley said, moving into the girl’s arms and kissing her.

Smiling warmly at her, Caroline said, “It’s a nice surprise. Very nice.”

“Does that mean you like it?” Riley asked.

“Oh yeah,” Caroline said, kissing her deeply, “you look so hot in this.”

Riley started undressing Caroline but she wasn’t moving fast enough. Caroline took over, stripping out of her clothing in a hurry. Smiling, Riley thought the lingerie had definitely done the trick. The girl was ready to go.

Caroline was naked except for her shoes and a pair of panties and she was trying to get the latter off, too. Riley stopped her, moved her hands away from the underwear. She hooked her own fingers in the waistband, pushing them down. Sinking to her knees, she ran the underwear down Caroline’s long legs and helped the girl step out of them. Smiling up at her girlfriend, Riley ran her hands up the outsides of her thighs. Caroline was looking down at her expectantly and she gasped as Riley leaned in and kissed the inside of her leg. The girl’s breathing quicken as Riley left a trail of kisses higher and higher. Rolling her eyes up, Riley smiled at her as she placed a butterfly kiss on her bud. Caroline’s eyes were bright with excitement and she moaned thickly as Riley’s tongue teased her. The roll of Caroline’s hips pushed her pussy against Riley’s mouth, eager for more. Caroline’s hand slipped into Riley’s hair at the back of her head, a none too subtle hint. It was okay though because Riley wasn’t going to stop, anyway. Still looking up at her from her knees, Riley saw her girlfriend’s face screw up in pleasure. That look of utter enjoyment was all the reason Riley needed to keep up her sweet torture.

“Oh God,” Caroline breathed. She put her hand to her mouth as a moan got away from her. Her eyes snapped to the door, but her little cry probably wasn’t loud enough to draw anyone passing by’s attention. She gave Riley a sheepish look.

Smiling at her, Riley said, “Shh.”

Caroline nodded, not moving the hand from her mouth. Riley’s smile widened as she realized her girlfriend didn’t trust herself to keep quiet. Even through her hand, Riley could hear her muffled moans as her mouth found Caroline’s bud again. With each caress of her tongue, those little sounds of excitement grew more and more audible.

Wetting two fingers with saliva, Riley eased them inside of Caroline’s slick core as deep as they’d go. Caroline gasped as they found that magic button inside, teased it with little come-hither motions. Caroline’s eyes were wide as she looked down at Riley and she clamped her hand even tighter on her mouth.

Smiling up at her, Riley said, “Shh.”

“That’s easy for you to say,” Caroline said in a hurry. She barely got the hand back in place before a moan escaped her.

“Does this feel good, then?” Riley teased.

The girl just nodded, her hips pushing against Riley’s hand eagerly. Laughing, Riley kissed the inside of Caroline’s thigh, then again higher. She heard Caroline inhale sharply as she ran her tongue over her bud, again. Looking up at the girl, Riley saw Caroline’s knuckles turn white, she was holding her mouth so hard. Still, she wasn’t doing much good, her cries of pleasure muffled but hardly contained. She was so excited that her juices were running down Riley’s fingers and into her palm and musky scent of her excitement filled the air in the dusty storage room.

Riley didn’t let up, the pressure of her fingertips on Caroline’s g-spot and the hot, wet caress of her tongue across Caroline’s bud driving the girl’s body crazy. Her hips were gyrating, pushing against Riley’s mouth until her cheeks were wet from the girl’s writhing. Riley didn’t think Caroline could take much more of this and, right on cue, she started to come undone. Riley saw it in the tightening of her abdominal muscles, heard it in her escalating cries of pleasure. Caroline was right on the edge of climaxing, her body chock full of energy like a stormy sky just before a lightning strike. Riley could almost see that bolt of pure ecstasy shoot through her girlfriend as Caroline came hard, her whole body shaking with it.

Getting to her feet, Riley moved into Caroline’s arms and kissed her deeply. She was smiling when she pulled back to say, “You have finger marks on your cheek.”

“You make it hard to keep quiet,” Caroline said, kissing her, again.

The kiss lingered, deepened. Caroline’s hands roamed over Riley’s back and buttocks, around to cup her breasts. When one of them slipped between her thighs, Riley was more than ready for her touch there. She moaned into their kiss as Caroline’s fingers massaged her bud through the thin panty. The lovely pressure and friction felt amazing even through the sheer material. Then Caroline’s hand was in the thong and there was nothing to deaden the sensation. The tight little circles Caroline’s fingers made drove Riley’s body crazy.

When her little noises of enjoyment started to get away from her, it was Caroline’s turn to smile at her and say, “Shh.”

“You make it hard to keep quiet,” Riley said, making the girl laugh.

Riley buried her face in the girl’s neck as Caroline’s hand moved lower and her fingers slipped inside of her hot, wet core. Each time Caroline thrust her fingers deep, it forced a moan from Riley, but they were muffled by the girl’s neck.

Caroline whispered in her ear, “Do you like it when I finger your pussy like this?”

Riley gasped in surprise, then she remembered Rebecca telling Caroline that she had a weakness for dirty talk. She had to smile that her girlfriend was going to talk dirty to her. The very blue phrase from her girlfriend’s lips excited her and she pressed her face even harder into the crook of Caroline’s neck.

“You look so hot in this,” Caroline said, her free hand slipping between them to cup Riley’s breast through the sheer material of the bustier, “did it get you all excited just wearing it?”

“A little,” Riley moaned.

Laughing, Caroline said, “I think Rebecca might be a bad influence on you… Or maybe a good one, if you are going to wear things like this for me.”

Riley smiled, wondering what Caroline would think if she started dressing like Rebecca. She got the feeling Caroline might be okay with it. Riley wasn’t sure she was ready for that just yet. Wearing the lingerie hidden under clothing was one thing, but going out in public in tight, revealing clothing like Rebecca was a whole other thing. She wasn’t sure she’d ever be comfortable showing as much skin as Rebecca did.

Still, Riley thought Caroline might be right about Rebecca being a bad influence. She was a lot more like her stepsister now than she had been before that first time being left home alone and she didn’t think she was done traveling down this new path she was on.

Caroline slipped one of the shoulder straps down, revealing Riley’s breast. Stooping down, Caroline’s lips trapped Riley’s nipple between her lips. Without Caroline’s neck to muffle her cries, Riley had to bite her lip to keep them in check. Caroline wasn’t making it easy, the caress of her tongue making her nipple ache sweetly and her back arch. Pulling the other strap down, Caroline freed Riley’s other breast, continued her delicious torture.

“God, that feels so good,” Riley said, breathlessly.

Caroline smiled as she moved lower, kissing Riley’s stomach through the sheer material of the lingerie. Sinking to her knees, Caroline took Riley’s bud between her lips, gently sucked on it until Riley moaned thickly. The hot caress of her tongue felt almost too good to bear and Riley had to resort to borrowing Caroline’s trick. Even with her hand plastered over her mouth, she couldn’t entirely hold back the excited little sounds she was making.

Caroline has never been bad at this and her skill has only increased the more they fooled around. Riley’s eyes rolled back in her head and she lost herself to the lovely sensations Caroline was awakening in her young body. Caroline seemed to know just what she needed, kept her rocketing toward ecstasy with every thrust of her fingers and every flick of her tongue.

The hand across her mouth wasn’t doing much, anymore, but she couldn’t help it. All she could do was hope no one happened by the door until she came. Luckily, it couldn’t be long now. The pleasure Caroline was giving her was too intense for her body to withstand. Already she was at her limit, needed only a little push to send her over the edge into bliss. The push came when Caroline rolled her eyes up at her, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. It was the look in her eyes that did Riley in and she climaxed hard. Her girlfriend didn’t let her look away or close her eyes even as her body exploded with pleasure.

Her legs a little wobbly, Riley sank to her knees with her girlfriend. Wrapping her arms around the girl’s neck, she kissed her deeply. When the kiss threatened to get away from them, Riley had to pull back to smile at Caroline. She touched the girl’s wet cheek, risked one more kiss, then said, “How much time do we have?”

“I don’t know,” Caroline said, pulling her backpack close. Finding her cell phone, she turned it on and waited for it to run through its startup routine. Smiling, she said, “Thirty minutes… Well, twenty if we want to leave ourselves time to get dressed.”

“I can get dressed in two minutes,” Riley said, kissing the girl.

Laughing, Caroline said, “Let me set my alarm first… In case we get carried away.”

“That’s a good idea,” Riley said, looking at her naked girlfriend. Smiling, she was pretty sure they were about to get carried away, again.

“Done,” Caroline said, smiling as she set her phone aside. She pounced on Riley, knocking her to her back. They ended up in a tangle on the blanket, giggling as they kissed.

Riley opened her legs and Caroline moved between them. Finally breaking the kiss, Caroline smiled down at her, said, “Too bad you didn’t bring the strap-on.”

Laughing, Riley said, “I think we can manage without it.”

Rubbing her lower abdomen against Riley, Caroline said, “You mean like this?”

“Yeah,” Riley said, in a breathy moan.

“Are you sure you don’t need my cock in you?” Caroline said, giggling.

“Don’t start that,” Riley said.

“I thought you liked dirty talk,” Caroline teased.

“I do,” Riley said, blushing, “that’s why you need to stop.”

Laughing, Caroline leaned in and kissed her. As their tongues teased and caressed each other into a deeper desire, Caroline’s hips began to move. Riley moaned into her kiss as the delicious friction of their bodies coming together sent pleasure coursing through her. Her hands roamed over Caroline’s back and buttocks, thrilling to her girlfriend’s soft skin under her fingertips.

Riley liked using the strap-on- both sides of it- but she loved this, more. She wanted the intimacy of Caroline’s body moving against her own, the feel of skin on skin. She smiled up at her girlfriend, wondering if Caroline felt the same way. Did she crave the union of their bodies, the pleasure it brought? Riley thought the strap-on would be fun to play with but would never replace this.

Maybe reading something in her eyes, Caroline leaned in and kissed her deeply. When she pulled back, she said, “You are so beautiful.”

Surprised, Riley could only smile up at the girl and kiss her, again. Putting her arm around the girl’s neck, she held her to the kiss. She only broke it when the roll of Caroline’s hips made it too hard to focus.

“I love you,” Riley said, meeting Caroline’s eyes.

Stealing one more kiss, Caroline said, “I love you, too.”

“And I’m hopelessly in love with your body,” Riley said, smiling at her.

Laughing, Caroline said, “I’m pretty fond of yours, too. Especially in this lingerie.”

“I was hoping you would like it,” Riley said, in a breathy moan.

“Oh, I do,” Caroline said, grinning, “you’ll have to get Helena to buy you some more to wear for me.”

“Yeah right,” Riley said, kissing her. She wasn’t about to ask her piano teacher to buy her some lingerie. Their student/teacher relationship was complicated enough already. Still, Riley wondered if there was another way she might surprise Caroline with something sexy to wear.

Maybe when it was a little easier to focus on anything other than the pleasure Caroline was awakening in her she’d figure out a way. For now, she let her hands slide down Caroline’s back to grab her backside. She urged the girl to go faster, her fingers digging into her buttocks in her eagerness. Caroline seemed to get the hint, the roll of her hips coming faster and faster.

Neither one of them was having much luck in containing their excitement, their little cries of enjoyment filling the closet. It seemed like the more Riley tried to hold them in, the louder they got. She glanced at the door and, again, could only hope no one decided to investigate the noises coming from behind the closed door.

“Oh God,” Caroline said, her eyes widening as she looked down at Riley.

She’s going to come, Riley thought, recognizing that look. Her own orgasm gained speed, brought on by Caroline’s impending climax. Caroline managed to keep it together just long enough and they lost control together.

Laughing, Caroline said, “Holy shit.”

“Yeah,” Riley agreed, still trying to catch her breath. She smiled up at her girlfriend, who was still lying on top of her.

Caroline kissed her, then rolled onto her back. Picking up her phone, she said, “We still have time.”

Riley smiled at her and said, “We are a mess. It’s going to take more than ten minutes to get ourselves together.”

“You are probably right,” Caroline said, looking down at herself, “Well, if we aren’t going to do it, again, you might as well break out the snacks.”

Riley pulled her backpack close, taking out the pop tarts and drinks. She passed some to Caroline, then snuggled against the girl. Now that the throes of passion had passed, she realized it was a little chilly in the storage closet without her clothes. With Caroline’s warm flank pressed against her side, she stopped noticing the cold, again.

“You need better snacks,” Caroline said, struggling with her dry pop tart.

Laughing, Riley said, “It was all we had in the pantry.”

“I’ll bring the food tomorrow,” Caroline said.

“We are doing this again tomorrow?”

“Of course,” Caroline said, smiling at her, “even if we don’t fool around, I can’t go back to eating the cafeteria food.”

“It is pretty horrible,” Riley agreed.

“Even this stale pop tart is better,” Caroline said, taking another bite to prove her point.

Laughing, Riley said, “I’ll tell Mom we need better snacks.”

“Tell her you want to start packing a lunch,” Caroline said.

“Actually, that’s not a bad idea.”

“I know,” Caroline said, grinning at her, “that’s why I said it.”

“Smart ass,” Riley said, giving her a kiss.

“You taste like pussy and pop tarts,” Caroline said.

Caught off guard, Riley snorted, said, “So do you.”

“I know,” Caroline said, kissing Riley again, “you taste much better than this pop tart.”

Her heart beating a little faster, Riley said, “You need to stop that.”

Grinning, Caroline said, “Getting turned on, again?”

“A little,” Riley admitted.

“A little dirty talk is all it takes, huh?” Caroline asked, amused.

“It doesn’t hurt if you are naked, too,” Riley said.

“Good to know,” Caroline said, smiling warmly at her.

“Speaking of which,” Riley said, looking at their clothes strewn about the closet, “we should probably get dressed.”

“When the alarm goes off,” Caroline said, picking up her phone, “I want to see if we can get dressed in ten minutes.”

Laughing, Riley said, “You want every second you can get, huh?”

Caroline kissed her and said, “Yes, I do.”

Feeling a burst of warmth for the girl, Riley hugged her tightly, said, “God, I love you.”

“Love you, too,” Caroline said, hugging her back just as tightly. Their lips met and the kiss lingered, neither one of them wanting it to end. The rest of their food was forgotten as they got carried away, again.

Lost in the kiss, Riley heard the bell ring, but it took a second for the sound to register. Pulling back from the kiss, she blinked dumbly at Caroline. The girl was a little quicker to react than Riley, waking up her phone.

Gasping, Caroline said, “Shit!”

“I thought you set the alarm,” Riley said, getting to her feet in a hurry.

“I did,” Caroline said, looking around for her panties, “at least, I thought I did.”

Picking up Caroline’s phone, Riley looked at the screen. She saw the problem almost immediately and started laughing, said, “You set it for AM, not PM.”

“Shit!” Caroline said, stepping into her panties. She almost fell over when her foot got hung up on the underwear.

If they weren’t in real danger of getting in trouble, seeing her girlfriend hop on one foot with her panties around her knees would have been comical. Riley didn’t have time to laugh, was too busy frantically trying to get her own clothes on.

They had to get dressed, get their next period class’s books, and make it to their next class in eight minutes. That was the length of time they had between bells. Caroline might make it because her next class was right across from her locker, but Riley’s was on the other end of the building.

Riley managed to get dressed first, mostly because she had less to put back on. Caroline had been completely naked, save for her socks and shoes. Still, the girl was back in her clothes in record time, beating Riley’s boast of being able to get dressed in two minutes by a full thirty seconds. They didn’t have time to hide the blanket or pick up the discarded wrappers and water bottles from their lunch.

Shrugging into their backpacks, they were out the door and into the hallway. Suddenly, Caroline caught the door before it could close completely, said, “I’ll be right back.”

Standing in the hallway, Riley could hear the ticking of the clock in her head. Each passing second made her heart beat faster. What was the girl doing? Her nerves stretched tighter as she waited for Caroline to reappear.

Finally, Caroline opened the door. Looking at her expectantly, Riley asked, “Did you forget something?”

Grinning at her, Caroline asked, “You couldn’t hear me?”

“What are you talking about?” Riley asked.

“I was in there making all kind of noise,” Caroline said, as they started walking toward their lockers, “you really couldn’t hear me?”

“No,” Riley said, then started laughing, “wait. You risked making us late to class to see if the door was soundproof.”

“It is soundproof, by the way,” Caroline said, winking at her, “no more trying to keep quiet.”

“Are you sure?” Riley asked.

“Oh yeah. Trust me,” Caroline said, laughing, “If you couldn’t hear me through the door just now, nothing is going to get through it.”

“Good to know,” Riley said, remembering how hard it was to keep quiet when they were making love. She’d be able to enjoy herself more if she could just let go.

They had to split up, their lockers in different parts of the school. Riley hurried to hers, fumbled with her combination lock. When she failed twice to get the combination right, she forced herself to take a deep breath and slow down. Third time lucky, she managed to get into her locker. She didn’t bother to put up her books from her last class, just shoved the new ones into her bag with them. Slamming her locked closed, she headed toward her next class. The crowds in the hallways were thinning out, which wasn’t a good sign. She broke into a run but she didn’t make it. She was still a hundred feet from the door when the bell rang.

Ducking into the room, she hurried to her seat. When she looked up, Mr. Farnsworth was glaring at her and her classmates were looking at her curiously.

“Nice of you to grace us with your presence, Riley,” Mr. Farnsworth said and the class laughed.

“Sorry, sir,” Riley said, her face hot.

“Alright class,” Mr. Farnsworth said, turning to the blackboard, “let’s pick up where we left off yesterday. Page one-twenty-six.”

Sighing with relief, Riley realized she wasn’t going to get in trouble for being tardy. Mr. Farnsworth wasn’t the most lenient of teachers, so she counted herself as lucky. Her hands were shaking some as she opened up her textbook and she took a couple of deep breaths to calm her nerves. It helped some, but she was still jittery with adrenaline from her mad dash to get here.

Feeling eyes on her, she looked to her left and found Allie looking at her curiously. She blushed when the girl started smiling and shook her head. Riley thought Allie knew exactly why she was late.

Too many people know way too much about my sex life, Riley thought, avoiding eye contact with Allie the rest of the period.

——————————————

Riley shrugged out of her backpack in her bedroom, then walked down the hall to knock on Rebecca’s door. The teenager opened it, wearing tiny shorts and a tank top. With her long legs bare and a lot of cleavage on display, she looked tempting standing there in the open door.

With a smile, Rebecca stepped aside to let her enter. Riley looked around the room, still getting used to being allowed in here. A couple of months ago, she never would have imagined Rebecca letting her in her room.

Our relationship has changed a lot in just short while, Riley thought, still looking around.

“What’s up, Buttercup?” Rebecca said, sitting on her bed.

“I took your advice and talked to Caroline about the ground rules,” Riley said, sitting in Rebecca’s computer chair.

“Are you wearing pantyhose?” Rebecca asked, her eyes on Riley’s legs.

“What?” Riley asked, thrown off by the question. She followed Rebecca’s gaze and saw her nylon clad legs. She hadn’t changed after getting home from school, so she still had on the lingerie. She decided it would make things easier if Rebecca thought she had on pantyhose instead of stockings, so she said, “Um, yeah.”

Rebecca looked at her a moment, then started grinning, “Liar.”

“What do you mean?” Riley asked.

Leaning forward, Rebecca asked, “Did Caroline like the lingerie?”

Riley thought about denying she was wearing it, but the teenager’s smile said she wouldn’t believe her anyway. Rubbing the back of her neck, she said, “Yeah. She loved it.”

Nodding, Rebecca said, “I knew she would.”

“Thanks, again… You know, for buying it for me,” Riley said.

Smiling at her, Rebecca said, “I can’t believe you wore it to school. I’m impressed.”

Embarrassed, Riley just shrugged, said, “Caroline thinks you are a bad influence on me.”

The smile turned up even more as she asked, “I take it you skipped lunch, again?”

“Um, yeah,” Riley said, laughing.

“Good for you,” Rebecca said, amused.

“Anyway,” Riley said, hoping to steer the conversation back to the original topic, “I talked to Caroline.”

“Is it good news or bad?” Rebecca asked, with a sexy little smile. She crossed her fingers for Riley to see.

“Good and bad,” Riley said, laughing.

“What’s the bad?” Her stepsister asked.

“No more fooling around for you and I,” Riley said.

“I figured that was coming,” Rebecca said, then gave her a curious look, “what’s the good news?”

Grinning, Riley said, “She’s okay with us fooling around if she’s there, too.”

Rebecca laughed, “I knew she was a keeper.”

“Yeah, she is,” Riley agreed.

10 Responses to Home Alone, Part Thirteen

  1. Greg says:

    Thanks for another great story! I was surprised it was Home Alone! It was a pleasant surprise! It’s definitly in my top 5 of your stories!

  2. ebo says:

    Thanks Greg. I hadn’t realized how long it has been since I wrote a Home Alone chapter until I went back and looked. Over a year since chapter 12. It won’t be nearly that long before I write another, I promise.

  3. Fur says:

    I’m glad your still writing even if it does take forever to hear from you…

    I love where this story is going and how willing to share they all are. I’m very much in love with polygamous relationships and yours are the best. The school sex is fun and brings back memories of some of my own fun there…

  4. Andrew Mason says:

    Riley wearing the lingerie to school reminded me of the chance observation that kicked off “White Stockings”. Speaking of which, can we have some more?

  5. Quinlan says:

    I love this story so much. Even if it was edited to be more PG, it would still make a good teen romance.

  6. Andrew Mason says:

    I definitely agree with you, Quinlan. Ebo kills it with characterization, and his plots have definitely been more adventurous than required. That creativity is what makes his writing so worthwhile.

  7. No One says:

    Home Alone! It’s been so long, I thought that maybe this one was over. It’s very good to have a new chapter, though, and it was nice to get reacquainted with Riley and Caroline. Their relationship is very cute and sweet. And sexy, of course — especially if Rebecca joins in from time to time. It also sounds like that storage closet will get a lot of use in the future! It’s good that they’re planning to pack lunches, can’t have these girls eating junk for their midday meal everyday. ;)

  8. catman2k says:

    Great Chapter. I was also thinking it would be interesting if they did get caught by a female teacher that instead of reporting them decided to “teach” them more about girl love. Can’t wait for the next chapter and I agree with Andrew Mason about wanting to see more of “White Stockings”.

  9. Lex Cortland says:

    Holy shit, I can’t believe a new chapter dropped more than a week ago! I must have gotten really busy to not be checking every day for an update. It really has been crazy lately.

    I thought Allie had disappeared. You wrote that one-off about her meeting Natty, yet she hasn’t shown up when Erin and the others are there.

    Rebecca is just, like, the best big stepsister ever, and I wish I’d had one just like her when I was Riley’s age. Ah, well. More stuff with the three of them will be hot, hot, hot.

  10. sumfun says:

    Again, like others what a great new story. You are a fantastic writer, keep it up. This story still has a long way to go. this is in the top 3 after the black lingerie and chronicles

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