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Pussy-Snatchers of New York --part 3 of 18

Pussy-Snatchers of New York --part 3 of 18

By D Clark 2001

"What's the worst that could happen?"

You mean besides destroying our entire living situation if your relationship goes south? I'm sorry I can't really have my best friend dating my sister. You know she is eight years older than you, right?

Of course I can count, you know, Anna said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. If it doesn't bother her, it doesn't bother me. Besides, I like that she has a lot of experience. Anyways, she asked me out to a dinner date tomorrow night and I accepted.

Cassandra raised a hand to her head and muttered, This is just what I fucking need right now.

"Hey!" Anna yelled. "I'm an adult now and I can make my own decisions."

Fine, Cassandra replied frustrated. Have your date. But you had better take things real slow. I don't want to come home and hear that you are Sherri's latest conquest in her bedroom.

Anna decided to chide her older sister a bit and said, "Ha! If we decide to hook up it will be on the couch where you can see everything."

Gross, Cassandra replied.

There was an awkward silence between them that Anna finally broke when she asked. So have you and Sherri ever.

Uh, no Cassandra said. Our relationship is not at all like that. I've never even kissed a girl before.

OK, Anna said. I had to check, you know?

Cassandra put a hand on Anna's shoulder and told her sister, you are an adult and you are old enough to make your own decisions. But as your older sister, I am obligated to tell you that this is a terrible idea.

Fair enough, Anna answered.

Cassandra pulled her little sister into a hug and told her, I will always love you, no matter what. I just don't want to see you get hurt. Or see Sherri hurt, for that matter.

Anna hugged Cassandra back and said, don’t worry about us. We are just going to have a little fun. I don't see it being anything serious.

Well, I guess I am a little reassured then. Cassandra said. I need to shower and then I am going to straight to bed. Have a good night. Cassandra broke the hug and went to the master bathroom after grabbing some clean pajamas.

Cassandra got ready to shower and before long she was standing naked under the warm streams pouring from the shower head. Cassandra spread soap all over her body and rubbed up and down her body until she was covered with a fine, white lather. Cassandra grabbed a soap brush hanging from the shower caddie and rubbed herself as she rinsed the soap off her body. Cassandra scrubbed the soap off her body and as she moved the brush down between her thighs she felt it move against her vulva. As she felt pleasure tingling between her legs, Cassandra thought to herself 'Why the fuck not?'

Cassandra leaned back against the wall of the shower and rubbed the brush back and forth against her pussy. Cassandra knew she had a masturbation problem she couldn't get through a day without getting herself off at least one or two times. Cassandra had been so busy with deadlines for a work that she had not had a serious relationship in over a year. She had not slept with a guy in over six months now, and her masturbatory escapades were her only release now. Luckily, Cassandra now had good material to work with while she rubbed herself. She imagined what might have happened if she had been brave enough to follow Alexis into her apartment. Cassandra was not brave enough to touch another woman's genitals, but she might have let Alexis finger and lick her pussy. Cassandra rubbed herself harder as her fantasy continued. Maybe her friend would have been drunk enough that Cassandra could have convinced her to play Cassandra's asshole. Cassandra turned the brush around and put the end of the handle against her pussy. She slowly inserted it inside herself and began moving it in and out. Cassandra brought a hand back and tickled her asshole as the other hand continued fucking her-self, with the soap brush handle.

Cassandra let out a loud moan as she felt herself reaching orgasm. At the same time she heard the door handle begin to turn and the door creaked open. Because the three women often had to get ready at the same time, none of them locked the door unless they needed very private bathroom time.

Cassandra, do you mind if I use the bathroom? Anna called through an open crack in the door. The toilet in the other bathroom is not working and I can't fix it.

Fine, Cassandra grumbled. She could still feel her knees shaking as her orgasm continued. Cassandra also knew that there was no way they could pay for a plumber to fix the toilet in the other bathroom and still make rent. They would have to deal with having one usable toilet between the three of them for the near future.

Is everything okay? Anna asked. I could hear you yelling from outside the door. Cassandra could hear Anna lifting the toilet seat and hearing the tinkle of Anna urinating.

I'm fine just trying to take my shower. Cassandra didn't want to make any sound to give her away, and left the handle still halfway inside her pussy. She couldn't tell if she sister knew what was going on or not if she was teasing Cassandra or was really that naive. Cassandra only knew that she would die of embarrassment if her sister pulled the shower curtain away to reveal Cassandra masturbating herself with a soap brush. Anna finally finished, but left the toilet UN-flushed since doing so would not change the water temperature in the shower to an inferno. Cassandra heard her open the door to leave and said, Bye bye, Anna.

Hey, you enjoy yourself Sis. You've earned it. Cassandra cursed at her sister as she pulled the brush out of her vagina and finished her shower. After the shower, Cassandra was drying herself and noticed the toilet still had the lid up. She could smell Anna's yellow urine floating at the top and flushed the toilet in disgust. I swear it would be less gross living with two men. Cassandra mumbled to herself.

As Cassandra was applying her facial lotions before she brushed her teeth she called to Anna, hey, where is Sherri anyways?

Anna called back from the kitchen she said she had work to do tonight.

Cassandra walked to the kitchen so she didn't have to yell again in the middle of brushing her teeth. That's weird. She doesn't normally work on Monday nights.

Yeah, that's what I thought too. Well, have a good night.

You too!
After completing all her nightly rituals, Cassandra was ready for bed. She tried to sleep, but every time she fell to slumber she had dreams of some unseen horror taking control and possessing her. She tossed and turned in her sleep all night long, still too ashamed at being caught masturbating by her sister to resort to self-stimulation in order to sleep. Only after Cassandra surrendered to the unseen force in her dream was she able to fall asleep.

Day Two

In the morning, Cassandra received a phone call from Alexis while she was getting ready. "Hey, can you give me a ride?" Alexis asked.

Oh, did you change your mind? Cassandra said. I didn't expect to hear from you again anytime soon.

I'll explain on the way. Alexis said. Pick me up at the usual time.

As Cassandra drove she heard on the radio: We are hearing reports of a strange phenomenon taking place throughout our city. Yesterday, dozens of women in all boroughs of the city were reported missing. Many of them reappeared several hours later unharmed but without any knowledge of what took place. Police are asking for anyone who has information about these abductions to please come forward.

Alexis again changed the station as she got into Cassandra's car. It was just one of the many pet peeves that Cassandra had against the woman.

So what's the deal? Had a change of heart? Cassandra asked.

It was incredible, Alexis replied. Ms. O'Hara called me in the middle of the night telling me she felt terrible about having to let me go. She said while I couldn't still work at her magazine, she wanted me to come in to discuss some 'exciting opportunities at other major publications'.

Wow, that's nice of her, Cassandra said. In fact, this might be the first time I've heard of her doing anything nice.

I know! Alexis shouted excitedly.

So how much of last night do you remember? Cassandra asked carefully.

The last thing I remember is puking after we left the bar. I was a hot mess, wasn't I? said Alexis.

Oh yeah!

I didn't do anything too embarrassing, did I?

Cassandra almost mentioned to Alexis that she had come onto her when she dropped her off but decided against it. Nothing you wouldn't have done sober.

You are cheesy bitch.

As they were stopped in traffic, both the women's eyes were drawn to two women in a nearby alley. One of them looked very high class in a dress that had to have cost at least $5000. The other woman was a heavyset black prostitute wearing hooker boots. They were making out passionately against the alley wall, and the black woman turned the white woman around forcefully and pushed her up against the wall so that she was facing it. Cassandra and Alexis both wanted to look away but couldn't tear their eyes from the scene.

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