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Body Double
by GenericJoe <genericjoe@vnet.net>
Chapter 4: Double Date
Alyson flew in the gestalt of her two merged bodies as they
kissed beneath the warm spray of the shower. She was done with
the things she had to do today for school. Allie and Lisa had
finished the homework last night, and Allie had gone to the one
PE class she had on Saturday. That meant she had a few more
minutes to enjoy being whole again.
She was just going to have to learn to hold this together for
longer. She was...smarter? more complete? than she was as the
separate Lisa and Allie. But it was just too much of a strain to
hold it together over much distance.
Tonight was the big date. "Big *dates*," she corrected herself.
Lisa was going to meet Chet -- he had tickets for the game
already. And then Nate was coming over here. Trevor, Cheryl and
Allie and he were going to the game together. On the *home*
side. This was going to be tricky, but Alyson thought she had it
under control.
Alyson sighed as her four breasts rubbed against her two bodies,
and slowly split into her separate selves so she could enjoy it
properly.
Lisa slid her hands over Allie's breasts, and whispered to the
other woman, "Turn around, and I'll wash your back." Allie
smiled at the suggestion, and turned around. Lisa soaped up her
hands, and washed her other self's back, then molded herself
against Allie, and slid her soapy hands around, and over Allie's
breasts. Allie sighed, leaning into the sensation.
Later, lying on the bed, basking in the glow of recent sex, Lisa
and Allie extended their arms, interlocking their fingers
together, and merging, becoming Alyson again. Using Allie's
eyes, Alyson regarded Lisa's body. It was a beautiful sight.
Lisa was still largely hairless, except for her inch-long head
of hair. It wasn't quite long enough for a good haircut, but at
this rate, it would be fine by next weekend. It was hard to
believe that body was only a week old today.
Alyson pondered the question of the quick growth of both Lisa's
body, and of the hair. Why had she stopped growing at this age?
Or was it just a full realization of an adult? What about the
hair -- wouldn't the hair all over her body be coming in at the
same rate? She had expected the fine down of her legs and arms
to have begun growing, but it wasn't really there at all.
Then there were the other subtle differences between the two.
Lisa was thinner, but then she'd never gained the weight Allie
had. So that really wasn't a mystery. But what about that
feeling she/Lisa had when she went to those basement labs? What
about her new attraction to women?
Her Lisa-self seemed to feel the attraction more strongly, but on
analysis, Alyson had to admit she really did find women
attractive. Was that because of the cloning, or perhaps the
bonding that she now had with another woman -- or at least
another female body? Perhaps it was the price of having two
bodies. "If so," Alyson thought, "it's well worth it."
Lisa also seemed to be the more adventurous one. But Alyson
understood that. Lisa's body was the more attractive one, and it
was also the *extra* one. Ok, perhaps that's cold, and perhaps
if she had to choose, she'd choose Lisa's body in a heartbeat,
but still there was this idea that she was ... expendable. So it
was easier to take risks. Like the thing with Cheryl that was
developing.
Alyson hoped Cheryl didn't mention Lisa to the group tonight.
But, no, with Trevor there she'd probably keep it quiet. Alyson
made a mental note for Lisa to remind Cheryl to keep it secret,
even from Trevor and Nate.
Alyson let her thoughts drift against to tonight. Tonight she'd
reap the real benefits of two bodies: having a double date. She
still wasn't sure about seeing Chet, but knew it was inevitable.
She loved him, but they'd grown very distant since college had
started. Especially Chet, who had waited for three weeks to
return her phone call, and then only called to ask her out.
But he'd always hold a special place in her heart. He had been
her first love, and her first lover. And since they'd almost
certainly have sex again tonight, he'd be Lisa's first as well.
He'd be surprised at the changes, but since he hadn't seen her in
months, he'd believe it, at least.
Lisa was still too different to fool Nate. Once her hair got a
little longer, she'd fool other people, but she wouldn't fool
Nate until Allie lost more weight. Ashley sighed to herself,
hoping Karen wouldn't be with Nate and company tonight. That
slip-up on Tuesday was going to hurt. "I'll have to cut Allie's
hair soon," she thought.
But not too soon. It was just too unbelievable she'd cut it that
short, or that way. And really, she didn't want to cut it. But
was there any real choice? If Karen saw her with long hair, she'd
*know* something was up. So, Allie would just have to get her
hair cut today, before the game. That was the easiest, and
safest thing.
Realizing there was still quite a bit to do, Alyson reluctantly
split back into her component parts.
- o -
Lisa frowned at the closet of clothes she shared with Allie.
"Let's face it," she muttered to herself. "There are cute
clothes in here, but none of them *fit*." There were some
clothes back home that would probably fit -- things she'd been
keeping "in case she lost the weight." Allie hadn't lost it yet,
but Lisa had never *had* it. She'd -- or rather, Alyson -- had
left them there, when she was doing triage on things to pack.
Lisa decided they'd just have to pick some of the clothes up at
fall break, in two and a half weeks. "How are we going to do
*that*?" she wondered. First things first, though. The football
game and the date with Chet. And for that, she needed clothes.
Cheryl might have something that would fit.
Lisa pulled on a bra and panty set that more or less fit -- and
was too tight on Allie. <I'm going to borrow some clothes from
Cheryl,> she thought at Allie.
<That's a good idea,>Allie sent back through the link.<Well,
I've still got a half hour wait before my stupid haircut.>
<Don't worry, Allie. Our hair will grow out.>
<I know. And we *have* to do it. I *don't* have to like it.>It
was just another thing they felt different bout. Lisa could
empathize with the other woman, but it didn't both her. It just
wasn't *her* hair, after all.
She walked out into the common room, and knocked on Cheryl's
door.
"Hold on!" her roommate called out. A few seconds later, she
opened the door, with her comforter wrapped around her. "Oh, it's
just you. I thought Trevor was here already." Her gaze quickly
traveled up and down Lisa, taking her in. "Not that I mind when
almost naked women show up at my door. Why are you only *almost*
naked, anyway?"
Cheryl reached out to Lisa and let the blanked drop, revealing
her nude form. She wrapped her arms around Lisa and gave her a
hug. "Cheryl, I'd love to spend time with you, but I really need
to get ready for my date -- and I don't have anything to wear --
Allie's clothes just don't fit right."
Cheryl pouted cutely, "Not even a kiss?"
"OK, a kiss." Lisa leaned into the other woman, and met her
lips. Cheryl turned her head and parted her lips, drawing Lisa
into a deep, sensual kiss that seemed to last forever. Lisa felt
Cheryl's hands, running up and down her back, and pulled the
blonde woman close, before leaning back and breaking the kiss.
Visibly flushed, Lisa said, "I *really* need to get ready. But
you're going to have to deliver on that promise later."
"I guess I can live with that, babe," Cheryl said, laughing.
Lisa couldn't help but notice her nipples were hard.
"OK, we've got cute clothes here. How does Chet feel about short
skirts?"
"He's a boy."
"Oh, good. That makes things easier," Cheryl said, giving her a
wicked grin.
They wound up putting together a nice outfit: a skirt down to her
thighs, and a low cut blouse that showed her midriff. It meant
changing her bra for one of Cheryl's that wouldn't show through,
and Cheryl took great joy in "helping" her out of her current
bra. Lisa thought that was why she suggested this top in the
first place.
"Did you guys ever share boys? or girls?" Cheryl asked, while
they were putting away the clothes they had decided against.
"We've shared a lot," Lisa said, sidestepping the issue.
"Yeah, but I mean, maybe one goes out with him this time, the
other the next. Maybe both at once," she added, laughing.
"We did it more when we looked more alike," she said. "That's
why we went by Alyson when we were alone." This story was
becoming more complicated as it went. Lisa knew she'd have to
minimize contact with others -- as much as possible, other people
should know only one of them. Otherwise, it could cause
questions, and she didn't need to be someone's experiment.
"Cool," she said. "So did ya'll share Chet?"
"Not really. We don't really look alike any more."
Cheryl nodded. "I understand. You've got to see yourself in the
mirror. So damn hot, come on!"
They went out into the main room, and she looked at herself in
the full length mirror there, and twirled just a bit. There was
no doubt, she'd *never* looked this good.
Cheryl whistled appreciatively. "You look good. You better not
let Nate see you in that, you'll steal him away from your
sister."
Lisa took in a deep breath. "Cheryl. Do me a favor. *Don't* tell
Nate I'm here."
"Why not?"
"Well, you know how I said we share a lot of things?"
"Yeah."
"We've been sharing our schoolwork. And technically, Nate's a
teacher. If he finds out he could report us, and if he doesn't
then *he* could get in trouble. I haven't even met him yet."
Cheryl nodded. "OK, mum's the word. But I require a bribe to
keep the secret."
"What sort of bribe?"
Cheryl just walked up to her and gave her one of those
mind-blowing kisses. "You know what kind of bribe, babe," she
said, smiling seductively.
"Oh, well, *that* the kind of bribe I can pay. I don't think it
will be *too* difficult, anyway."
The two women hugged, and kissed again, tenderly. "But you need
to meet Chet, and I need to get ready for *my* date. So go! And
I'll see you tonight, little girl."
Lisa laughed, grabbed her purse, and was out the door.
- o -
Allie fluffed her hair up, trying to give it some body and
failing. It wasn't as short as Lisa's but with the way her hair
was growing, it wouldn't matter by the end of the week. She
privately wished that they could have waited a little longer, and
let her hair not be cut so short. It looked a bit dorky with her
glasses, too -- she'd picked them out to match the way she
looked. "Guess, I'll have to get contacts, too," she thought.
"It looks *fine*," Cheryl said from over her shoulder. "In fact,
I like it, it's kind of butch."
"I'm not sure Nate likes butch women."
"Nate's a geek, just like Trevor. Geeks are easy -- just give
'em a blowjob every now and then and you've got them by the
balls, so to speak."
"And quite literally," Allie said, shaking her head.
"You bet!"
"It's not my style," Allie said. "Too...calculating."
"I know," Cheryl said. "Lisa was telling me earlier. But that's
just the way it is with men."
"Whatever. Is Lisa gone already?" Allie knew the answer.
"Yeah, she left half an hour ago. I'm not sure why."
"Chet's group starts arriving then. State is busing them in, I
think."
"Yeah, it's the 'Big Game' and all that." Cheryl laughed.
"Well, we may not care about football, but we're still going."
Cheryl laughed. "OK, you win that point."
Just then their phone rang, and Cheryl answered it. She nodded,
and said "OK, I'll be right down." Cheryl turned to her and
said, "The boys are here. I'm going to go get them."
"OK. I'm almost ready."
Allie tried fixing her hair one more time, and finally gave up.
She pulled on some flats, and adjusted her skirt. A couple of
dabs of perfume, and she was ready to go.
It wasn't long before her roommate returned, with their dates in
tow. Nate came through the door, and she greeted him with a hug.
Trevor was behind him, then another man.
"Hello..." she said.
Nate said, "Allie, you remember Steve, Karen's boyfriend?"
"Oh, yes," she said. "He mostly slept, I think." Allie felt a
burst of adrenaline. Did that mean Karen was coming?
Steve blushed, "That was me. I can't keep the hours ya'll keep."
"Is Karen coming?" Allie asked, looking out the door.
"Maybe later," Nate said. "She wanted to run some tests down at
the lab."
"Oh," Allie said. "Well, I hope she makes it."
Steve laughed, "She doesn't really like football, anyway."
Cheryl laughed then, "Smart woman. Shall we go?"
Nate said, "That's a good idea." He took Allie's hand in his,
and they walked out to the elevator.
<Did you hear that?>Allie sent as the elevator carried them to
the ground floor.
<No, what?>
<Karen's in the lab, checking on some things, but she's going to
be around tonight.>
<Well, it's a good thing I wore loose clothing that day, and you
got the haircut,>Lisa sent through the link.
<I know, but man, that was close!>Allie sent.
<Well, there's Chet, now, getting off the bus. Got to go.>
<Good luck.>
<You too.>
When they got off the elevator the five of them headed over to
the football stadium. Trevor took Cheryl by the arm, and Nate
and Allie held back, letting them go on ahead. Steve, somewhat
oblivious led them all. He was the only one who actually seemed
excited about the game itself.
"How was your week, Nate?" Allie asked.
"Busy," he said. "Lots of labs to grade, and research proposals
to write. I didn't get into the lab all week."
"Really?"
"Yeah," he said, exasperated. "And the next week is about the
same. It's good Karen knows how to run the experiments, or we'd
be at a standstill."
"You had more experiments this week?"
"Yeah. We've got experiments going for most of the next few
weeks. We're trying some variations, to make sure the nanites
are working properly, that sort of thing. The really big run
doesn't happen until November, though. That's when we push to see
what the nanites can do with larger creatures."
"So you haven't started on multi-cellular organisms yet?"
"No. Not yet."
"I'd be interested when you do."
"I'll let you know."
"Oh, that reminds me, did you save any of the nanites, or any
part of the experiment? Karen wanted me to ask you."
"Did you save any of the nanites that cloned me?" hehehehe
"No. I saw her in the labs on Tuesday, and she asked me then."
"Oh, ok," he said. He shrugged. "Can we talk about something
besides shop?"
"Like what?" she asked.
"I don't know...football maybe?"
"I don't know anything about football. I was in marching band."
He laughed. "Then you know more than me, I never even went to a
game."
She laughed, and he squeezed her hand, as they were swept up in
the energy of the night.
- o -
Lisa smiled as Chet stepped off the chartered bus. He looked
about the same, hair in a crew cut, a tight T-shirt top, tight
pants. He was just *hot*. And, yet, on some level he didn't
know, so he came out being a basically nice guy. She caught his
eye, and he ran up to her, "Alyson!" he said, using the only name
he knew her by. "You've changed!"
"You like?" Lisa asked. She swirled back and forth and smiled at
him.
"You bet I like! How much weight did you lose? 10 pounds? what?
Contacts, too! And your hair -- you cut it!"
"Yeah, that was on a dare. I'm thinking about growing it back out
again. And I lost a lot more than 10 pounds, but that's sweet,
Chet."
"I understand, but it looks good now, too. Hell, you always
looked good. Now you're *hot*!"
Lisa blushed. "Thanks. Shall we go to the stands?"
"Hold on, Brian's got the tickets. Brian! Over here!" Chet waved
and shouted at his friend, a tall, wiry, slightly
overweight guy with a redhead on his arm.
Brian walked over to where Lisa and Chet were standing. "So, you
are the infamous Alyson we've heard so much about."
"In the flesh."
"I'm Brian, and this is my girlfriend, Tiffany."
"Pleased to meet you, Alyson," Tiffany said, smiling.
"Shall we go to the game, now?" Chet asked.
"Sounds good," Brian said, reaching into his pockets. "Tickets
for everyone," he said as he passed them around.
They walked around to the visitor's gate, and went in. Lisa was
glad the visitors and home sides were so segregated. That meant
there wasn't a chance Nate and the others would see her.
They found some seats near State's 20 yard line, and sat down.
"So, how has school been treating you?" Chet asked her as they
settled in. It was still some time before the game began.
"Pretty good," she replied. "Busy. I have two labs, and 21
hours."
"Sheesh. I'm glad you had time to come to the game."
Lisa smiled to herself. "Me too," she said, and took his hand in
hers. "How about you?"
"Busy busy," he said. "The engineering school is pretty
competitive. I have to stay on my toes, keep the GPA up. Still,
it's not too hard. Most of my classes are repeats of our High
School ones."
Lisa nodded. "I passed out of most of the ones I took in High
School."
"I didn't take the tests. Thought it would make for an easier
start."
"I didn't know that. So why were you in all my AP study
classes?"
"Because you were in them?"
"Sneaky, sneaky."
"That's me," he said. "My momma didn't raise no stupid children."
They laughed at the old joke, and they reminisced about old
times.
Lisa and Chet stopped chatting as the band filed on the field for
the Star Spangled Banner. "Remember when we used to do that?" he
asked.
"Yeah," Lisa said. "It's about the only thing I miss."
"I don't miss the nightly practices."
Lisa laughed, "Me either."
After the band left the field, State won the toss, and elected to
receive. Osprey's Raptors kicked, and State got the ball on the
25-yard line. Still early in the game, State was relying on
their running offense.
"They're trying to wear you guys down," Chet said.
Lisa nodded. "From what I've heard, wearing us down won't be that
hard."
He laughed. "Well this is going to be awhile, I'm going to get
some soda. Want anything?"
"Pepsi? Hot Dog?"
"Sure." Chet got up, and maneuvered his way through the crowd,
and Lisa watched him go. Brian whispered to Tiffany, and she
nodded. He got up and followed Chet.
Tiffany leaned over to Lisa, "So you're Chet's high school
sweetheart."
Lisa smiled. "Yeah, I guess so."
"I can see why he liked you. It's too bad you didn't go to the
same school. It's so hard to hang on to that when you're so far
away."
"I know, but I got a scholarship here, so here I came."
Tiffany nodded. "Did he tell you about April?"
"April?"
"His girlfriend at State."
"No, no he didn't."
"Oh, then I probably shouldn't have mentioned it."
"No, it's ok. It will make things easier."
"Oh, you have a new boyfriend?"
"You could say that."
Tiffany gave her a quizzical look, and arched an eyebrow. Lisa
just smiled, and turned back to the game. Someone was making a
complicated pass play, and running the ball down the field. Only
2 minutes into the game, State scored its first touchdown. "It's
going to be a long night for Osprey," she thought.
- o -
Allie grabbed Nate by the hand and led him up to the top of the
stands for the halftime show. "It's always better, the higher up
you go," she said. "And anyway, this will probably be the
highlight of tonight's game." The game wasn't going well. 24-3
already. And it would have been scoreless, except for a really
lucky field goal by the Raptors.
Nate followed, allowing himself to be led. Allie stopped at the
top, and leaned over the metal rail. "Marching band is one of
the few things I miss from High School," she said.
Nate nodded, and put his arm around her, holding her tight.
Allie leaned into him, and watched as the half-time show unfolded
before them.
Allie thought about all the changes that had happened since she'd
left for college, how she and Chet had grown apart, and adjusting
to a completely different atmosphere. And now this thing with
Nate and Lisa -- that would change anyone.
What would she have done if she'd known some things about herself
last year. And realized that she and Chet weren't going to be
together forever? Would she have been so brutal when Shirley
Barnes came on to her? Maybe not. "Well there's no point in
might-have-beens," she thought. One of us will be going home at
Fall Break, maybe we can try to fix things up then.
"Look," she said, pointing at one of the formations. "They're all
out of step. And what is that letter supposed to be anyway?"
Nate laughed. "It's a 'W' for William H Osprey University -- WHO
U."
"Yuck," she said. "I never realized that acronym."
"You'll hear it from the State folks, especially if we lose."
"What do you mean *if*?" she asked.
"Well," Nate said, "It ain't over 'till it's over. And we have
to wait until Karen gets here anyway."
"Or the end of the game," Allie said. She was still nervous
about meeting Karen.
"Yeah, or until then," Nate replied.
- o -
"It was probably better from the other side," Chet said, as they
watched the half-time show wrap up.
"It wasn't that good, anyway," Lisa replied. "Besides we're on
the visitor's side, we can't invade *enemy* territory."
"I'm not the turncoat," Chet said, poking her in the ribs.
"I just wanted to be with you, sweetie," Lisa smiled, putting her
hands around him. She still loved him, but knew it was over.
Over, but for maybe one more night, anyway.
"You always were the romantic," Chet said, kissing her lightly.
"When does your bus leave?" she asked.
"At the end of the game."
"Is there any doubt in your mind who's going to win?" she asked.
"No, not really," he smiled.
<How long are you guys staying, Allie?>
<Till the end of the game, or Karen arrives.>
<I'm taking Chet back to our place for one last fling.>
<Have fun. Tell me all about it.>
<It'll be just like you were there yourself. I just wanted to
warn you.>
<Je comprende.>
Lisa led Chet out of the stadium and to her dorm. The place was
dead, just a student receptionist checking people in and out.
She signed Chet in, and they went upstairs.
"This is a nice dorm," he said while they were in the elevator.
Lisa wrapped her arms around her. "Yeah, it's the non-athletic
scholarship dorm. It's really nice. But not as nice as the
athletes' dorm."
"No, of course not. It's a lot nicer than what I have. You've
got air conditioning."
"And a kitchen."
"No, really?"
"Yep, wait till you see."
They got off the elevator, and she led him to her room, and after
unlocking it into the suite she and Cheryl shared. "This *is*
nice," he said. "Private rooms."
"Yep. Mine is on the left," she said, turning to him, and
smiling. "There's the kitchen, small though it is, and the door
in the middle there, is the bathroom."
"Wow," he said. "Private rooms, private bath. This is an
apartment, not a dorm room."
"It's pretty nice. Let me show you my room." She led him to her
room. Lisa kicked off her shoes lay down on the bed. Chet did
the same, and put his arm over her.
"I still love you," he said.
"I still love you, Chet." He moved towards her and kissed her
first tenderly, then more deeply.
Lisa felt his hand on her thigh, sliding up, and under her skirt.
She pulled his T-shirt out of his pants, and slide her hand up
under it. As she caressed his back, she pushed the T-shirt up,
exposing his skin. Chet lifted up, and she quickly slid the
shirt up over his body.
Lisa ran her hand through his chest hair, feeling her fingers go
through it. Chet sighed, and kissed her. She felt his hands at
the base of her shirt, and she helped him pull it off of her,
taking her bra with it.
Lisa curled up against him, feeling her breasts press against
Chet's firm, hairy chest, her arms wrapped around him. His,
wrapped around her, their legs entwined.
They kissed and nibbled at each other's faces, not in any rush to
continue. "How long do you think the game will last?" she asked.
"At least another hour," he said, kissing her cheek.
"Then we have time....Chet?" she asked, looking at him intently.
"Yes?" he responded, looking up to meet her gaze.
"When were you going to tell me about April?"
Chet stiffened then deflated, and pulled away from her. "I'm
sorry, Alyson. I should have told you but..."
"But you hoped to get me up here?"
"Yeah."
"I understand," she said. "But you could have been straight with
me. I have a new lover, too."
Chet looked crestfallen, and confused. "But..."
She kissed him on the lips. "Did you lie when you said you still
loved me?"
"No," he said hesitantly.
"I didn't either. But we're really far away from each other.
Who knows when we'll see each other again -- Christmas probably."
"That's true," he said.
"Do you love April?"
"I think so. I don't know, can you love more than one person at
a time? That's what I had to know. And if things went well
here..."
"You were going to break up with her?"
"Yeah."
"Don't. I can't be there for you."
"I know," he said. "I guess I should go."
Chet pulled back, and started to get off the bed. Lisa reached
out to him, and touched him on the shoulder "Don't leave. It's
not like this is new territory for us. I seem to remember
enjoying it."
"But you've got someone new. I didn't tell you about April..."
"But they can't change what they had. And, I *do* still love
you, and I want you. So, one last time, for old time's sake?"
Chet laughed out loud then, and quickly slid off the rest of his
clothes. Alyson took the opportunity to slide out of her skirt
and panties, too. "I thought we weren't in a rush," she said.
"We're not," he said, crawling into bed next to her. "I just
wanted to feel my skin next to yours." Lisa smiled and snuggled
against him, face to face. He kissed her on the forehead.
"Remember that time behind my Dad's barn?" He kissed her on the
nose.
"MM-hmmm," she said, sliding her legs up and down his.
He kissed her on the lips, and then on the chin. "Was that the
first time I went down on you?" His hand slid over one breast,
finding her hard nipple.
"Mm-hmmm." He kissed her chest, above her breasts, then between
them. She rolled over on her back, and he slid his other hand
over her breasts. Lisa sighed as he lowered his mouth to each
nipple in turn, flicking it with his tongue, and gently nibbling
the tips.
His hands came off her breasts as he moved further down, kissing
her belly button. "I seem to think that's the same time we lost
our virginity, wasn't it?"
"Mm-hmmm," she said again, and giggled. "Well, it *was* quite a
turn on."
"Is it still?" he asked playfully, moving further down her.
"You bet," she said.
"You shaved!" he said, running his lips and tongue over her bare
mound, quickly moving around it and touching and licking as much
of it, and her lips, as he could.
"Yes I did. And if I'd known you'd do *that* I'd have done it
long ago."
And he did seem to like it. She could feel his tongue travelling
over her mound, and sliding between the creases of her pussy
lips, parting it just with his tongue. She felt shivers pass
through her, as his tongue slid from the base of her lips, all
the way to the top, rubbing against her clit on the way.
Lisa let out an audible sigh, spreading her legs wide as Chet
parted her lips with one hand. She felt the warm caress of his
tongue as it slid further inside, lapping up her juices. Lisa
brought her hands to her nipples, and began tweaking them in time
to what Chet was doing. It was awesome, better than she
remembered.
One of his hands slid under her ass, pulling her up to his mouth,
which was pressed tightly against her slit, his acrobatic tongue
alternating between sliding into her hole, and moving up to
playfully lick her clit. He touched her clit once, twice,
sending shocks through her. "Yes, yes, do that," she said,
feeling her orgasm build.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes," she moaned, in time to Chet's tongue on her
clit. Lisa twisted and pinched her nipples as her orgasm burst
through her body.
Lisa propped herself up and looked down at Chet. He was looking
up at her, his eyes bright, and a grin on his face. "April is
good for you," she said. "You've gotten better."
"I've gotten lots of practice," he said.
"Have you practiced other talents?" she asked, coyly.
"Yes, and I'm quite good, if I do say so myself."
"I'll be the judge of that. Come up here, sweet man." Chet
crawled up her body, positioning himself between her legs. "Hold
on," she said.
Lisa reached into her bureau, and pulled out a condom, and tossed
it to him. Chet tore it open with his teeth, and rolled it down
his hard cock. Lisa watched him hungrily.
"Now?" he asked, smiling.
"Now," she said.
Chet slid back between her legs, and she spread them wide, giving
him access. She felt his cock press against the lips of her
pussy, and then he paused. Chet lowered his mouth to her left
nipple, and began playing with it. Lisa felt the energy inside
her begin to build up again. God, she wanted him inside her.
Lisa gasped, frustrated, as Chet moved his hips in a circle,
rubbing her with his cock, but not entering her. He smiled at
her, and lowered his mouth to her other nipple. He nibbled on
it, and she closed her eyes, feeling the sensations build.
He raised himself off her, and then he slid forward, deep into
her, in one steady thrust. "Fuck!" she cried out, as she felt
the shivers of energy build through her. Then he began to move
back and forth.
Lisa opened her eyes, and met Chet's gaze. He really was a
wonderful lover. And her first, their bodies fit together like a
hand in a glove. It had always been good, but now, his cock,
deep inside her pussy, sliding back and forth, felt like an old
friend that she'd been missing. She felt full, and satisfied,
and *hot*.
Then Chet leaned forward and sped up his strokes, and the shocks
came faster and faster. Lisa began pushing up against him,
meeting his strokes, making them both move faster and faster.
She raised her hands to his body, clawing at him, pulling him to
her, and he sped up again. He pounded in and out and in again,
building ever higher. Lisa lifted her legs, wrapping them around
him, pulling her in, and she felt him push further, deeper into
her, triggering her orgasm.
She felt herself clamp down against his cock, still pistoning in
and out of her, and then Chet let out a groan. "Godddd" he said.
Chet stopped moving, and looked down at her, gasping for breath.
"That was amazing," he said.
"Uh-huh," she said. They lay like that, not moving for awhile,
as both of them caught their breaths.
Lisa smiled up at him and flexed her muscles, tightening her
pussy around his deflating cock. "Are you still up for more than
one, sweetie?"
He smiled at her, and pulled out. "We've got time, I'm in no
rush."
Lisa laughed, and made room for him beside her in the bed.
- o -
The game was almost over. State had brought out their second and
third strings so it was only 42-21 with 30 seconds left to go.
Karen, thankfully hadn't showed up yet.
Allie bit her lip as her fourth orgasm of the evening washed over
her. She'd forgot just how good a lover Chet was.
Nate looked over at her. "You look flushed, Alyson, are you OK?"
"Yes, I'm fine," she said. "Just all the excitement."
"What excitement?" Nate asked. "Just a blowout."
"I just haven't been to a game in awhile," she said. She thought
to herself, "Come on Nate, buy it."
He laughed. "Okay.... Whatever. Shall we go on back?"
Allie bit her lip. Lisa and Chet were still back at the other
place. <You guys better hurry, the game is almost over,>she
sent back to Lisa. To Nate, she said, "Don't we have to wait
till the end of the game for Karen?"
Nate sighed. "If she's not here yet, she's not coming." He
looked at the score clock. "I'm going to go to the bathroom, and
then we can leave, ok?"
"Sounds good to me," Allie said. She followed Nate to the top of
the stands, and waited as the last seconds of the game ticked
off.
"There you are," came a voice from behind her. It was Karen.
"The hair is longer again today, I see. And the glasses are back
on."
"Hair does grow," Allie said.
"I know, but not that fast. Not normally anyway." Karen looked
Allie up and down, and bit her lip. "I was going to turn you in,
you know. You and your twin sister."
"What are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about. Twins, splitting up the classes
and all that. You go to some of the classes, your twin goes to
the others. Basically, academic probation, cheating. "
"But, I don't have a twin sister."
Karen looked her straight in the eye. "Alyson, I know. And
that's why I'm not going to turn you in. I know what happened to
the experiment. And you *need* to come back to the lab with me.
Your life may depend on it."
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