Sneezing softly, Angela rubbed her nose and woke up groggily. She seemed to be in a bed? She struggled to support herself and blinked around. This place seemed to be Jessica's bedroom. How did she end up here?
Yawning and shaking her slightly swollen head, she tried to get out of bed but immediately noticed that something was wrong. She was wearing an oversized shirt that hung down to her knees when she stood up, and she couldn't even reach the sleeves with her outstretched arms.
To make matters worse, she wasn't wearing anything underneath except for a pair of tiny panties, and the buttons were unbuttoned, leaving them vulnerable to accidental exposure.
Angela panicked for a moment and quickly checked her body to make sure there were no signs of violation by Jessica. Thankfully, she found no evidence. What on earth had happened? How did she suddenly fall asleep and end up here? She tried to remember, but all she could think of was baking something in the kitchen.
Just then, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, indicating that someone was inside. Angela thought for a moment, then quietly got out of bed, wrapped her clothes around her and tiptoed over. The door was ajar and she could hear voices from inside, Jessica and Lindsay's voices.
Angela resisted the urge to burst in and startle them, so she pressed her ear to the door and listened to their conversation.
"This is just a complete mess, Lindsay! It's all your fault! If you had been a little more careful, we wouldn't be in this embarrassing situation!"
"Why are you blaming me? It's not like I used the orange juice bottle to hold the whiskey!"
"When you noticed the color was off, you should have asked me first. If you had, maybe I wouldn't have to wash my underwear in the bathroom now. Oh my goodness, cleaning the kitchen almost killed me."
"Hey, hey, hey, didn't I help? I was the one who cleaned Angela's clothes, and we brought her up here together! Besides, why would I know the color of whiskey?"
"...Sigh, if Dad finds out I let Angela drink, I'm done for!"
"Don't worry, I only poured less than a quarter, he won't notice."
"I hope so."
"By the way... What would have happened if Angela had drunk the whole bottle?"
There was silence for a few minutes, and someone seemed to be shaking.
"Come on, Lindsay, don't make me think about that again. Angela almost... you know!"
"Silly, it's only considered rape when a man forces himself on a woman. Have you ever heard of a woman suing another woman for rape?"
"But she had her hand up my skirt! Oh God, luckily she only had a little whiskey and fruit juice. If she had really drunk the whole bottle..."
Angela was stunned outside the door, her mouth agape, as if frozen. She almost raped Jessica? My God, what does that mean? Just avoiding being raped by Jessica was good enough for her; how could she even think of doing such a thing? But it seemed that she had been drinking, whiskey to be exact, but she couldn't remember if she had actually drunk any.
Her mind was a chaotic mess, unable to sort out her thoughts. At that moment, she heard a sound from behind the door, as if someone was about to come out. Angela slipped back into bed quickly and quietly, turning over as if she were still asleep.
Jessica opened the door a little wider, looked inside, then came back and shrugged. "She's still sleeping."
Lindsay, who was helping to dry clothes, thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Jessica, this isn't what happened the night of the graduation, is it?"
"Of course not! Angela begged me that night! She didn't drink at all." Jessica exclaimed indignantly, looking like she was telling the truth.
Lindsay stroked her chin with a thoughtful look and blinked a few times before smiling mischievously. "Or maybe we can continue with our plan!"
"Continue?" Jessica blinked and rolled her eyes. "I remember someone calling for help in the kitchen."
But Lindsay didn't pay any attention. "That's normal, scared people tend to do that."
She paused for a moment and continued with an evil grin, "Don't you think we have a perfect excuse for our plan now? I'm going to take revenge!"
Jessica looked at Lindsay, annoyed. "Be careful, if anyone else calls for help later, I won't go to help again."
"Come on, Jessica. Angela didn't drink much and she slept for a while. If you weren't lying to me, now is the perfect opportunity to act. Don't you want revenge?" Lindsay teased, squinting as if she could read Jessica's mind.
"I didn't lie to you," Jessica stammered, feeling unable to fully express herself. Whether it was what had just happened in the kitchen or that night in Angela's bedroom on graduation day, she had this inexplicable urge.
Could it be that she actually enjoyed doing these things with Angela? Her face blushed slightly, a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. Then the bathroom door opened.
"I, uh... I wanted to ask, what happened today?" Angela asked shyly, standing at the door with her bare legs and holding her shirt tightly.
After returning to the bed, Angela couldn't figure out what had happened. Jessica just glanced at her and went back into the bathroom, so after hesitating for a while, she decided to ask face to face, even though it might be awkward, it was better than being confused. Unfortunately, she didn't go right away, and if she had heard the conversation inside, maybe things wouldn't have turned out so bad.
"You... don't remember?" Angela's sudden appearance startled them both in the bathroom. Lindsay reacted quickly and asked cautiously.
Angela forced a smile, not daring to mention that she had just been eavesdropping. She simply said, "Can I get dressed first?"
"Of course, I just wiped the dirty parts with a damp towel, they should be dry by now. Come get changed and we'll tell you what happened." Lindsay said, winking at Jessica.
"Okay." Angela nodded, not thinking too much about it. As she walked over to Lindsay, Jessica suddenly hugged her from behind.
Angela was surprised and was about to say something when Jessica bit her earlobe from behind. This unexpected attack made her feel weak all over, and before she could fight back, Lindsay was hugging her waist and kissing her lips.
The two girls pinned her down and their four hands roamed freely over her body. The thin shirt couldn't stop the searing heat of their hands, and if Lindsay hadn't covered her mouth, she would have almost moaned. Fortunately, Lindsay's kissing skills were inept, and after a few tangles, Angela found an opportunity to part their lips.
"What... what are you doing? You can't do this! Let me go..." Angela gasped for breath and tried to push them both away, but she had no strength left, so it was pointless.
"You can treat us like this, so why can't we treat you the same!" Lindsay blushed, her face filled with excitement. Her eyes sparkled with desire as she scanned Angela's body, occasionally licking her lips.
This action startled Angela and she quickly exclaimed, "I don't know what I did, I was just drunk...even if I did something, it wasn't what I wanted to do!"
"If you don't know what you did, how do you know you were drunk?" Jessica's warm breath brushed against her neck, making her tingle even more.
"So you knew everything from the beginning!" Lindsay excitedly slid her hand under Angela's clothes, just as she had done to her in the kitchen, and traced circles around the slightly raised nipples on her chest.
"Stop... stop, Lindsay!" Angela cried, "Please! I only... I only came here to eavesdrop... stop!... I only came here to eavesdrop!"
"Just now? Eavesdrop? So you have no intention of apologizing, is that it?" Jessica blew softly into her ear.
"No! No! I'm sorry, I was wrong! I was wrong!" Angela cried with a sob, trying to turn her head to plead with Jessica, but what she saw were Jessica's eyes filled with desire and excitement, and then she was kissed again.
Is this my destiny? Will I always be the passive one? Angela cried silently in her heart, but soon she couldn't think anymore.
As soon as Jessica, who was hugging her from behind, sat down on the toilet, one of her hands immediately slipped down. But she didn't pull Angela's panties off, she just played outside. For Angela, this teasing only made her more frustrated, but unfortunately, she couldn't scream.
Jessica and Lindsay took turns covering her mouth, and all she could do was take it. It was like the saying, "If life is like rape, then lie down and enjoy it if you can't resist!" Poor little thing.
Finally, after one of Jessica's fingers accidentally slipped inside, Angela, whose mouth was blocked by Lindsay, suddenly shook her head and let out a soul-stirring moan, and her whole body tensed.
This made the two excited girls playing with Angela pause for a moment. They noticed that the girl between them now had a seductive pink tint to her skin, her eyes were narrowed and she seemed to be unconscious.
This completely sobered them up and they saw the liquid in Jessica's hand and on the floor between Angela's legs. Understanding somewhat what had happened, they exchanged glances, stuck out their tongues, and quickly laid Angela on the floor.
Looking at the girl lying on the floor, wearing the oversized shirt and curled up slightly, her eyes half open as if not seeing anything, just breathing heavily, Jessica and Lindsay exchanged a look, feeling somewhat remorseful and surprised, they seemed to have gone too far.
Sneezing softly, Angela rubbed her nose and woke up groggily. She seemed to be in a bed? She struggled to support herself and blinked around. This place seemed to be Jessica's bedroom. How did she end up here?
Yawning and shaking her slightly swollen head, she tried to get out of bed but immediately noticed that something was wrong. She was wearing an oversized shirt that hung down to her knees when she stood up, and she couldn't even reach the sleeves with her outstretched arms.
To make matters worse, she wasn't wearing anything underneath except for a pair of tiny panties, and the buttons were unbuttoned, leaving them vulnerable to accidental exposure.
Angela panicked for a moment and quickly checked her body to make sure there were no signs of violation by Jessica. Thankfully, she found no evidence. What on earth had happened? How did she suddenly fall asleep and end up here? She tried to remember, but all she could think of was baking something in the kitchen.
Just then, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, indicating that someone was inside. Angela thought for a moment, then quietly got out of bed, wrapped her clothes around her and tiptoed over. The door was ajar and she could hear voices from inside, Jessica and Lindsay's voices.
Angela resisted the urge to burst in and startle them, so she pressed her ear to the door and listened to their conversation.
"This is just a complete mess, Lindsay! It's all your fault! If you had been a little more careful, we wouldn't be in this embarrassing situation!"
"Why are you blaming me? It's not like I used the orange juice bottle to hold the whiskey!"
"When you noticed the color was off, you should have asked me first. If you had, maybe I wouldn't have to wash my underwear in the bathroom now. Oh my goodness, cleaning the kitchen almost killed me."
"Hey, hey, hey, didn't I help? I was the one who cleaned Angela's clothes, and we brought her up here together! Besides, why would I know the color of whiskey?"
"...Sigh, if Dad finds out I let Angela drink, I'm done for!"
"Don't worry, I only poured less than a quarter, he won't notice."
"I hope so."
"By the way... What would have happened if Angela had drunk the whole bottle?"
There was silence for a few minutes, and someone seemed to be shaking.
"Come on, Lindsay, don't make me think about that again. Angela almost... you know!"
"Silly, it's only considered rape when a man forces himself on a woman. Have you ever heard of a woman suing another woman for rape?"
"But she had her hand up my skirt! Oh God, luckily she only had a little whiskey and fruit juice. If she had really drunk the whole bottle..."
Angela was stunned outside the door, her mouth agape, as if frozen. She almost raped Jessica? My God, what does that mean? Just avoiding being raped by Jessica was good enough for her; how could she even think of doing such a thing? But it seemed that she had been drinking, whiskey to be exact, but she couldn't remember if she had actually drunk any.
Her mind was a chaotic mess, unable to sort out her thoughts. At that moment, she heard a sound from behind the door, as if someone was about to come out. Angela slipped back into bed quickly and quietly, turning over as if she were still asleep.
Jessica opened the door a little wider, looked inside, then came back and shrugged. "She's still sleeping."
Lindsay, who was helping to dry clothes, thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Jessica, this isn't what happened the night of the graduation, is it?"
"Of course not! Angela begged me that night! She didn't drink at all." Jessica exclaimed indignantly, looking like she was telling the truth.
Lindsay stroked her chin with a thoughtful look and blinked a few times before smiling mischievously. "Or maybe we can continue with our plan!"
"Continue?" Jessica blinked and rolled her eyes. "I remember someone calling for help in the kitchen."
But Lindsay didn't pay any attention. "That's normal, scared people tend to do that."
She paused for a moment and continued with an evil grin, "Don't you think we have a perfect excuse for our plan now? I'm going to take revenge!"
Jessica looked at Lindsay, annoyed. "Be careful, if anyone else calls for help later, I won't go to help again."
"Come on, Jessica. Angela didn't drink much and she slept for a while. If you weren't lying to me, now is the perfect opportunity to act. Don't you want revenge?" Lindsay teased, squinting as if she could read Jessica's mind.
"I didn't lie to you," Jessica stammered, feeling unable to fully express herself. Whether it was what had just happened in the kitchen or that night in Angela's bedroom on graduation day, she had this inexplicable urge.
Could it be that she actually enjoyed doing these things with Angela? Her face blushed slightly, a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. Then the bathroom door opened.
"I, uh... I wanted to ask, what happened today?" Angela asked shyly, standing at the door with her bare legs and holding her shirt tightly.
After returning to the bed, Angela couldn't figure out what had happened. Jessica just glanced at her and went back into the bathroom, so after hesitating for a while, she decided to ask face to face, even though it might be awkward, it was better than being confused. Unfortunately, she didn't go right away, and if she had heard the conversation inside, maybe things wouldn't have turned out so bad.
"You... don't remember?" Angela's sudden appearance startled them both in the bathroom. Lindsay reacted quickly and asked cautiously.
Angela forced a smile, not daring to mention that she had just been eavesdropping. She simply said, "Can I get dressed first?"
"Of course, I just wiped the dirty parts with a damp towel, they should be dry by now. Come get changed and we'll tell you what happened." Lindsay said, winking at Jessica.
"Okay." Angela nodded, not thinking too much about it. As she walked over to Lindsay, Jessica suddenly hugged her from behind.
Angela was surprised and was about to say something when Jessica bit her earlobe from behind. This unexpected attack made her feel weak all over, and before she could fight back, Lindsay was hugging her waist and kissing her lips.
The two girls pinned her down and their four hands roamed freely over her body. The thin shirt couldn't stop the searing heat of their hands, and if Lindsay hadn't covered her mouth, she would have almost moaned. Fortunately, Lindsay's kissing skills were inept, and after a few tangles, Angela found an opportunity to part their lips.
"What... what are you doing? You can't do this! Let me go..." Angela gasped for breath and tried to push them both away, but she had no strength left, so it was pointless.
"You can treat us like this, so why can't we treat you the same!" Lindsay blushed, her face filled with excitement. Her eyes sparkled with desire as she scanned Angela's body, occasionally licking her lips.
This action startled Angela and she quickly exclaimed, "I don't know what I did, I was just drunk...even if I did something, it wasn't what I wanted to do!"
"If you don't know what you did, how do you know you were drunk?" Jessica's warm breath brushed against her neck, making her tingle even more.
"So you knew everything from the beginning!" Lindsay excitedly slid her hand under Angela's clothes, just as she had done to her in the kitchen, and traced circles around the slightly raised nipples on her chest.
"Stop... stop, Lindsay!" Angela cried, "Please! I only... I only came here to eavesdrop... stop!... I only came here to eavesdrop!"
"Just now? Eavesdrop? So you have no intention of apologizing, is that it?" Jessica blew softly into her ear.
"No! No! I'm sorry, I was wrong! I was wrong!" Angela cried with a sob, trying to turn her head to plead with Jessica, but what she saw were Jessica's eyes filled with desire and excitement, and then she was kissed again.
Is this my destiny? Will I always be the passive one? Angela cried silently in her heart, but soon she couldn't think anymore.
As soon as Jessica, who was hugging her from behind, sat down on the toilet, one of her hands immediately slipped down. But she didn't pull Angela's panties off, she just played outside. For Angela, this teasing only made her more frustrated, but unfortunately, she couldn't scream.
Jessica and Lindsay took turns covering her mouth, and all she could do was take it. It was like the saying, "If life is like rape, then lie down and enjoy it if you can't resist!" Poor little thing.
Finally, after one of Jessica's fingers accidentally slipped inside, Angela, whose mouth was blocked by Lindsay, suddenly shook her head and let out a soul-stirring moan, and her whole body tensed.
This made the two excited girls playing with Angela pause for a moment. They noticed that the girl between them now had a seductive pink tint to her skin, her eyes were narrowed and she seemed to be unconscious.
This completely sobered them up and they saw the liquid in Jessica's hand and on the floor between Angela's legs. Understanding somewhat what had happened, they exchanged glances, stuck out their tongues, and quickly laid Angela on the floor.
Looking at the girl lying on the floor, wearing the oversized shirt and curled up slightly, her eyes half open as if not seeing anything, just breathing heavily, Jessica and Lindsay exchanged a look, feeling somewhat remorseful and surprised, they seemed to have gone too far.
