What Was A Quiet Porn Pastime Morphed Into Real Life

My best friend asked me to go with her to her family reunion. She is a later in life oops, her siblings a whole lot older. At the reunion, after the hellos and all that we were on our own. We were given our own hotel room. We went there to watch porn. We liked watching r**e porm.

Her laptop got infected with a virus and it took over. She told her father who guessed it was the hotel wifi. One cousin, or second cousin, was an IT guy and he got into it and brought it back to before the virus infected the computer. And he saw all the history of r**e scenes and other porn that is shared between the kids at school. We were faced down by her parents, and that cousin gave us a lecture on computer safety. The laptop was taken by her father and the cousin wiped it clean.

We were never treated the same, her parents didn't want our friendship to continue, but it was my friend who chased down the porn, not me. No porn on my computer at home. At school she told me I had to eat her pussy, and she would eat me. So we would become blood sisters. She wanted me to eat her like they ate pussy in the porn videos. She didn't need any encouragement. We didn't watch porn, we made porn with our phones. I loved eating her pussy, kissing her nipples, and making out. Nothing was fake, and she ate me with the same desire. Our videos went wild with the kids at school, everyone knew we were carpet munchers. Now they had proof.

It wasn't long before a kid was busted and the school swat team tied it back to us. Whatever you may think the psychologist thought they cleaned us. They didn't, after spending months in that hospital the first thing we did was eat pussy until our Jaws locked up. We don't make porn, we don't watch porn, everything we do is live. Our college apartment has mirrors on the walls, mirror on the ceiling. We perform for us. We love watching ourselves in the mirrors.