Alex
Alex’s first day of class was relatively uneventful. She had two classes back to back, and they both let out early as some professors apparently did on the first day. Her first class of the day was a math course, as she always did better on it if she was working on it earlier in the day. Bear was in the class with her and sat next to her. She briefly thought that he might somehow give away to the other students that she’d fooled around with him and her other two friends, but she needn’t have been concerned as her portly pal didn’t let on at all.
She didn’t necessarily think that he would be the type to talk about her, but he was also a little oblivious to what was appropriate and inappropriate to talk about in public. When he came in after her, he sat down and smiled sweetly as he leaned in for a quick hug, then got ready for the class.
She smiled back, and knew that he would keep his mouth shut. It wasn’t that she minded people knowing that she slept with the heavyset boy, she just didn’t necessarily want him to be embarrassed by it. Bear was a different type of guy. For awhile, she thought he might actually have been homosexual, but he was just late in finding his desire for women. It wasn’t until their junior year in high school that he’d actually shown an interest in women, and one in particular. Kim Jordan, one of the cross-country girls, had sprouted over their sophomore year and, according to the nerd-herd’s estimation at the time, had grown some spectacular tits.
Thinking back to the young woman, Alex could readily agree. She’d been in cross-country with her, among other sports that Alex had played. She’d seen the young woman naked before but didn’t ever really think too much about. It wasn’t until her own revelation about men hugging her and being attracted to her, thereby setting off the chain of events that would lead to her realizing that she was actually bisexual, did Alex even realize that the girl was, in fact, pretty damn sexy.
While they were competing, Kim wore tight-fitting sports bras, but she couldn’t ever hide the legs and ass that a cross-country runner always seemed to have. Alex had begun to realize why they always had more than a few guys coming to see them compete. During the day, Bear would be smitten with Kim and practically drooling about the tight-fitting or low-cut tops that she wore.
Still, Bear was a decent guy and a good friend, and Alex wished that he had been brave enough to approach Kim, but that was too late now. She’d moved off to another college and he’d missed his chance. She wasn’t too worried about her heavy-set friend. He was a sweet guy and she was certain that there was a girl out there that would see it. In the meantime, she would do what she could to keep him happy and sane.
Her next class was a history class, followed by athletics. No one she knew was in her history class, but she did notice a few good-looking guys sitting awfully close to her. At one point, right after she’d been let out of class, she saw Samantha sitting with three guys and talking. She was about to go over and say hello, but she stopped, seeing her big sister smile as a cute one talked to her.
Alex had felt a surge of happiness then, glad that Sam was doing okay. Her other friends weren’t anywhere to be found, and she was a little disappointed by that.
After history, she had decided to try out for the cross-country team and had easily made it. The first session was just an intro and they had a quick run around the campus. She knew after the first day that she’d probably enjoy college.
After finishing, she figured that she could tell her bosses at Double D’s that she would be happy to pick up extra shifts, and then she could concentrate on homework in her off time. She sighed, picking at her fingernail as she sat on the bed in her room. She’d spent most of the afternoon helping her mom, cleaning her room, or cleaning the bathrooms upstairs.
She’d had a decent night after saying goodnight to Sam the previous evening. She’d gotten plenty of sleep and woke up feeling refreshed, happy, and satisfied. She went and took a shower, alone this time, and got dressed in something cute and attractive, but not slutty.
Still, something was eating at her and she couldn’t figure out what it was. She felt like something had changed, though what it was, she didn’t know. She could still feel the simmering arousal that was bubbling just below the surface of her consciousness. A simple lick of her earlobe, a kiss, or even the right look from the right person and she’d be just as horny as she had been in the past.
Still, she had felt like Sam had touched on something that had made her think. She felt like it was important to have a new start. She knew that she wasn’t even remotely getting tired of sex, and she didn’t necessarily want to start doing weirder and more outlandish things. Most girls her age were interested in sex of course, but she knew for a fact that she and her twin were much more sexually active than the average girl in college. Not really concerned with the fact that she was nearly constantly horny, she wondered what was bothering her.
She sighed, feeling like she didn’t know what she was going to do or change. It was barely 7 pm. She went and looked in on Dane, but saw that he had left, probably back over to his girlfriend’s. She sighed, turning back around to mope back in her room. Once there, she tried texting the herd, but they were all busy working. Sighing in irritation, she finally started going through her and Toni’s closet, getting a pile of stuff to get rid of.
She sighed again, tossing an old pair of shoes into the box. She was getting a little irritated at her family. Toni and Samantha were both at work, Danny was probably off fucking Hannah, and Dane was almost definitely off fucking Sally. Her dad was working, and well, her mom was doing what she always did; housework.
She thought about texting the cute Mexican girl that she’d met at Dane’s bar that night but decided that she was probably busy too. After several hours of feeling sorry for herself, she decided to go for an evening run, hoping that someone she could talk to or hang out with would be home by the time she got back. She felt like she was in some kind of rut that she couldn’t get out of and didn’t know why. It seemed like her family were the ones irritating her, but she realized as she pounded down the sidewalk that she was just irritating herself by thinking about it too much.
She slowed to a stop as she noticed that she had run relatively close to Kenny’s house. Turning a corner, she figured she’d see if he was home yet and might wanna hang out and started running at an easy pace. A few minutes later, she turned another corner and saw the Logans’ house in the distance. It looked like Brie’s car was parked out front, but Kenny’s was still gone. She sighed in mild irritation and started toward their house as it was relatively on the way back to her own.
A minute or so later, she reached their mailbox and slowed. The Logans were always okay with her coming in and hanging out, no permission needed, and Cindy kept a stash of drinks just for her. She didn’t have her keys, but she knew where the hide-a-key was, in case the door was locked, and quickly decided to go ahead and go in and get a quick drink. Brie probably wouldn’t even notice she’d been there.
Jogging easily up to the door, she opened it and went inside. As she suspected, no one was there, so she walked over to the kitchen. As she headed toward the entrance, she saw Brie step around the corner, looking curiously over toward Alex as she walked toward her.
“Oh!” Alex said. “Hey Brie.”
Brie smiled. “Hi Alex!” she said. “I don’t think Kenny is here.”
Alex smiled. “No, I know. I’m just out for a run and decided to stop by for a quick drink.”
“Oh,” Brie said, smiling and turning back to where she’d emerged from. Alex went in and grabbed her drink, then stopped to wash her face in the sink. She wiped it dry, and then looked over, seeing Brie typing away at her laptop.
“Mind if I sit for a minute?” Alex asked.
Brie looked up and smiled, shaking her head. “Not at all,” she replied.
The two started to make polite small talk about classes for a few minutes while Alex replenished her electrolytes. For Alex though, she couldn’t get the image of Ken Logan turning his own daughter’s head toward his lap and forcing his cock into her mouth. It shifted from that, to Brie being fucked and eating out her mother, and then back.
Brie was very similar to her mother in appearance. She was gorgeous, no doubt, but obviously much younger. Cindy wore her hair down most of the time, her long brown locks reaching down to her shoulders. Brie’s was the same length and color, but she usually had it up in a sloppy knot or in a single ponytail.
She must have sensed that Alex was having difficulty concentrating, and smirked, shaking her head.
“What?” Alex asked.
Brie smiled and shook her head again. “Can I ask you something?” she asked.
Alex nodded, expecting this to be the explanation of why she had smirked.
“What’s my brother like in bed?” she asked.
Alex couldn’t speak for just a few seconds and stammered something unintelligible.
“I know you two have been fucking,” she said. “I also know that you saw what me and my parents were doing.”
Put on the spot, Alex stammered to find the right words. “I uh…” she said for the fourth time.
“Relax,” Brie said, reaching out and taking her hand. “I’m just curious.” Her smile was disarming, and Alex began to get a grip and collect herself. She took another drink and then looked up.