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starkstruck27 · 8 months ago

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So excited to finally share my piece for the Stranger Things Rarepair Roulette!! I hope everyone enjoys and I hope we can start writing Rarepairs more often!! Ao3 Link: Any Solitary Pleasure that was Sorrow in Disguise Pairing: Nancy Wheeler/Barb Holland/Carol Perkins Rating: Explicit TWs: Underage Drinking, Smoking, Mildly Dubious Consent, very slight Suicidal Ideation Word Count: 5,236

November 8th, 1983 marked a lot of firsts for Nancy Marie Wheeler. It was the first time she’d smoked weed, the first time she shotgunned a beer, and the first time she jumped into a pool with all of her clothes on. It was also the night that she lost her virginity, and she would never forget that for as long as she lived.

Now, if anyone were ever to ask her how it happened, she’d probably give them one of two answers. She’d either say something along the lines of “a lady doesn’t kiss and tell” and leave it at that, or, if she were feeling a little bit more confident, she’d say she lost it that night to Steve Harrington, up in his bedroom after getting out of the pool. But no matter which answer she gave, she’d have been lying. There had been a lot more to that evening than what is safe to air on television.

It had started off as a normal evening. She and her best friend Barb Holland had gone over to Steve’s for a get-together, both a little nervous in more ways than one. Nancy and Steve had been testing the waters of a new relationship, so butterflies were running rampant in her stomach, and she was hoping to be able to get along with Steve’s friends, too, so her anxiety was spiking as she and Barb parked their car and walked up to the door of the house.

Barb was more nervous for Nancy, she didn’t like seeing her upset, and Steve had been known to be a heartbreaker, as well as not always hanging around with the nicest people. Tommy Hagan and Carol Perkins were never ‘mean’ to them, per se, but they were never nice, either. She just hoped that the night would go smoothly and then they could go home with minimal amounts of trouble, especially since she didn’t want to see her best friend going all to pieces over some brainless jock with good hair.

But either way, they went to the door, and they were welcomed inside, everyone all smiles as they sat around on Steve’s back patio, enjoying what would probably be the last somewhat warm evening of the season. Steve seemed happy that Nancy was there, and was even pretty nice to Barb, so they weren’t having a terrible time. Even if Tommy was a bit obnoxious with the way he ran his mouth and Carol was a bit imperious as she sat by herself and filed her nails for the better part of the night. Still, Nancy was having a good time, it seemed, and because of that, Barb was willing to stay and put up with it all, for her sake.

“Aw shit, dude, where’s the rest of the beer?” Tommy asked at one point, giving Steve a certain look that neither Nancy or Barb could really read. Carol seemed to know exactly what it meant, though, and she smirked and rolled her eyes as Steve stood up, saying they’d be right back, they had to go find the rest of the drinks.

“Have fun,” Carol said in a sing-song voice, blowing away some of the dust from her nails as the two boys walked away into the house.

Once it was just the girls on the patio, it became a little awkward. Nancy and Barb were nerds, and they knew it, so they were having trouble coming up with a topic of conversation. Carol was a popular girl, smart enough to get by, but not top of her class like the other two, so finding common ground was like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

As it turned out, though, they all shared one thing in common: All three of them loved cheesy romance novels, which they found out when Barb took a shot in the dark and asked Carol, “So… Read any good books lately?” After that, they began to get talking, and it turned out that Carol actually wasn’t so bad. A little crass, a little uppity, at times a bit rude, but overall not that bad, and soon the other two girls were enjoying their conversation with her as they waited for the boys to come back.

“They sure are taking a long time to come back with those drinks,” Nancy said, glancing at the door and fiddling with the hem of her shirt nervously.

“Oh, yeah, they won’t be back for at least another half hour,” Carol said, stretching out on one of the loungers.

“A half hour? What could possibly take them that long to come back? What, are they brewing the beer themselves?” Barb asked, shifting a bit closer to Nancy on the chair that they were sharing.

“Nah, they just like to have some ‘boy time’ sometimes. I’m just glad they invited some girls this time so that I’d have someone to talk to while I wait,” Carol said, smiling a little at the other two as she tossed her dark locks over her shoulder.

“What do you mean, ‘boy time’? Wasn’t the whole point of tonight that we all hang out together?” Nancy asked, looking between the other two.

“It is, and it still will be, sometimes the boys just like to do what they call ‘pre-gaming’ to get themselves psyched up and raring to go,” Carol replied, wiggling her eyebrows at them with a goofy smile on her face.

“What does that mean, ‘pre-gaming’?” Barb asked, looking to Nancy to see if she understood.

“Oh, come on, you know what I mean,” Carol said, looking at the others, but they both just stared back in confusion. “Wow, you two are such goodie-two-shoes! You really don’t know what I’m talking about?”

Nancy and Barb both shook their heads, looking at each other, then back to Carol for an explanation.

“Wow, okay, you two have been reading the wrong books then,” Carol said, getting up and pacing a bit as she explained, “‘Pre-gaming’ is a term Tommy picked up from me, from one of the novels I read. It was a pretty good one, maybe I’ll lend it to you sometime, but anyway, the heroine had two lovers, and whenever they were all three in a room together, the two guys would get so worked up over the girl that they would excuse themselves to relieve some tension together before going back and ravaging the girl. That’s similar to what the boys are doing now. They’re working off some energy together, and when they’re done, they’ll come back out like everything is normal and we all have an enjoyable evening.”

Carol paused, having to laugh a bit as she looked back at the other two, their faces redder than her cherry crush lipstick and their jaws dangling down to the ground. “Oh my God, you should see your faces right now!”

“You… You’re not being serious right now, are you?” Nancy asked, her hands working even faster on the hem as she bunched up her shirt.

“Oh, I’m very serious. It’s not that big a deal, really,” Carol said, shrugging as she sat across from the other two, “They’ve been practicing their moves on each other ever since we were in middle school, and they’ve been friends since before any of us could walk. They practically lost their virginity to each other, so it’s nothing they haven’t done before.”

“No, no, I mean it-it’s fine, I just didn’t know they were both… like that…” Nancy said, biting her lip.

“Oh, don’t worry, they aren’t really. They still both like girls and know how to treat them. They just know how to play both sides, if you catch my drift. I’m the same way, it’s nothing to be weird about. Sex feels good no matter who you’re with. At the end of the day, a mouth is still a mouth, a hand is still a hand, and all the rest of it is just the extra cherry on top,” Carol said, smiling slyly, “And I mean, come on, you can’t tell me that there isn’t a single woman out there that you wouldn’t consider switching sides for.”

As soon as she said it, Carol saw the way Barb glanced at Nancy, then quickly looked away with her face even redder. She couldn’t help but grin as Barb took a second to get ahold of herself, then turned back, shrugging her shoulders.

“I mean, I guess I kinda see what you’re getting at,” she said, glancing over at Nancy again.

“See! I knew you’d understand,” Carol said, smiling as she reached out and took one of each of their hands, “So, what’s say that, since we have some time to kill, we have a little bit of Girl Time?”

“I-I mean…” Barb mumbled after a moment, “I mean, it could be fun.”

“What?!” Nancy asked, whipping her head over to gape at her friend. Barb flushed bright red, but she just shrugged under Nancy’s incredulous stare, refusing to look down and instead looking back to Carol.

“Y’know, you really had me fooled, Holland. I didn’t think you had a wild side, but I like the way you’re proving me wrong,” Carol teased, leaning forward and kissing Barb like it was no big deal. They could feel Nancy staring at them, but Carol’s tongue shoving into her mouth made it hard for Barb to really care. She never thought her first kiss would ever happen in a tiny town like Hawkins, and she certainly never thought it’d happen with a girl as popular as Carol, but she wasn’t really complaining. The only thing that would make this the best moment of her whole life would be if Nancy joined in, too, but she didn’t want to get her hopes up.

“This is nuts! We could get caught! Tommy and Steve could come back any second and-” Nancy tried, but Carol cut her off.

“Oh my God, for just one second could you just loosen up? We aren’t gonna get caught, and even if we did, we’re just having a little fun. Ever heard of that?” She said, placing her manicured hands on her hips as she glared.

“Yeah, come on, Nancy,” Barb chimed in, “You’re the one who told me to keep an open mind about tonight. And it’s not like anything bad can happen. It’s just a few friends having some fun.”

“But-” Nancy said, but this time Barb cut her off, deciding that Nancy just needed a little nudge in the right direction. She kissed her, gentler than the way she’d been kissing with Carol, but still intense, doing her best to persuade Nancy to loosen up.

Nancy was shocked at first, going still as a statue as her eyes shot open in surprise, but Barb had reached over and tangled her hands in her hair, holding her face and kissing her like this was more than just a tryst, and Nancy began to ease into it. Her eyes closed and she relaxed a little, starting to kiss back, but her brain was still racing to catch up. She knew Barb loved her, and Nancy loved her right back. But the way Barb was kissing her, it was as if they were more than friends. Barb was kissing her the way Steve always did, like she wanted to crack open her own heart and pour its contents into her chest to be kept safe. It was confusing, but Nancy didn’t really have time to process it, at least, not when Carol was starting to run her hand up her thigh and play with the button of her jeans. Nancy gasped as she pulled away from Barb, a jolt running through her as Carol easily opened her jeans, slipping her hand in between the denim and the cotton of her panties.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Nancy asked, breathless and squirming under her touch. It felt alright, little jolts of electricity shooting through her every so often and a little damp spot starting to form between her legs as she tried to keep them closed.

“I’m having fun, princess. And fun sure feels good, doesn’t it?” Carol asked, booping Nancy on her nose and giggling as she wrinkled it up in response. “C’mon Barbie, help me get little miss straight-laced here to loosen up some more. We both want her to feel good, right?”

“Right,” Barb said, not even bothering to correct Carol when she used the nickname. She hated being called Barbie, but right now, she was too dazed and excited to care. So she didn’t even think twice before pulling Nancy over into another kiss, keeping one hand on her cheek and letting the other slip down to clutch at one of her breasts. She could feel Nancy gasp again, but whatever Carol was doing must’ve been working, because this time she didn’t pull away. Instead, she let it happen, and only pulled back when she was dragged away, nearly losing her balance and tumbling backwards as Carol yanked on her pants, trying to pull them down and off.

“Wait, wait, let me get up,” Nancy said, her voice breathy and clipped, as if she had just woken up from a good dream.

Carol moved back to let her up, smiling in approval as Nancy slipped out of her shoes and started to shimmy out of her jeans, but she kept her panties on. It was still chilly out, so Nancy began to shiver as she stood there without her pants, but neither Carol nor Barb worried about it. They’d have her warmed up in no time, but they figured it would only be fair if they leveled the playing field a little bit first. Carol decided to pull off her shirt, dropping it to the ground next to Nancy’s pants and immediately taking Nancy’s hand and pulling aside her bra, placing it on her bare tit. She shivered a bit, Nancy’s hands were freezing, but it only heightened the thrill. She was about to take Barb’s hand and put it on her other tit, but Barb was busy taking off her shirt, so she waited.

“Holy shit, your tits are huge,” Carol said as soon as Barb had her top off, looking at her in amazement. “Fuck, they’re gorgeous.”

“R-really?” Barb asked, seeming kinda shy, crossing her arms over her chest as if to hide herself away.

“Yeah,” Nancy chimed in, reaching her other hand towards her friend. She slipped her hand inside her bra and made Barb shiver just like Carol had, but Barb had also let out a squeak and a soft sigh, so Nancy assumed she liked the feeling.

“Now you’re getting into the spirit of things,” Carol smiled, but it was less mischievous and more… almost caring. She kept the smile on as she took off her own pants, then went to unbutton Barb’s, only to find she was late to the punch. Barb had seemed eager to shed her clothes once it had started, and now she was standing there in just her bra, apparently losing her bashfulness, as she had taken her panties down with her jeans.

“Holy shit, Barbie Girl!” Carol exclaimed, her eyes going wide as she grinned, “I had no idea you were such a wild woman!”

“Well, you never stopped to ask,” Barb smiled, a blush creeping over her face.

“I know. My loss, huh? But that’s enough chit chat, I wanna know exactly what I’ve been missing,” Carol said, taking Barb by the hips and guiding her to sit on one of the loungers. She gently pushed her down so that she was leaning back in the chair, her legs resting open enough that when Carol sat down next to her, she could slip her hand between them. “Come on, Princess, come help me out here.”

Nancy walked over and sat on Barb’s other side, looking nervously between her and Carol, and swallowing before finally removing her shirt as well. She took off her bra soon after, letting it fall to the ground as she turned to Carol, hoping for some kind of instructions. She knew what kind of stuff felt good on herself, but she didn’t know if she’d be able to transfer that over to someone else, so she was hoping Carol would show her how to do whatever would make everyone feel best.

“Neither of you have ever done this before, have you?” Carol asked, but it wasn’t mean.

“No,” both of the other girls replied, their faces going red.

“Okay, that’s fine. It’s easy, you just gotta be gentle when you start out and do whatever feels right,” she explained, then took Nancy’s hand, placing it on Barb’s thigh. “Open your legs up a little more, Barbie,” she instructed, and when she obeyed, Carol motioned for Nancy to sit between them. “Actually, lie on your stomach. I’ll show you how to use your mouth.”

“My mouth?” Nancy asked, unsure. She’d always heard that felt good, but she never thought about trying it herself, especially on this end of it.

“Yep,” Carol said, smiling as she leaned down to show her. It was kind of an awkward angle, what with Nancy lying in the best position and Carol having to lean in from the side, but it worked nonetheless. She stuck her tongue out and licked all around Barb’s pussy, flicking her tongue on her clit and making her gasp and shiver. She continued working her mouth until Barb was almost shaking beneath her, and then she sat up, licking her lips and grinning as she let Barb take a second to calm down.

“See? Nothing to it,” Carol said, shrugging as she saw Nancy’s gobsmacked expression. “How’d it feel, Barbie?”

“Fucking amazing,” Barb breathed out, her chest heaving as she came down a little from the high.

“Good,” Carol said, “See Princess? Why don’t you give it a try?”

Nancy couldn’t really speak anymore, so she just nodded, scooching up on the chair a little so that she could reach Barb. She lowered her head but kept her eyes on Barb’s face as best she could, giving an experimental lick and smiling into it when Barb shuddered. She kept at it, becoming more confident with each swipe of her tongue, and relishing the little noises she was drawing from her best friend’s throat.

“Oh, Jesus, Nancy, don’t stop,” Barb whined, reaching down and holding the back of her head as she continued her ministrations. Carol giggled a little as she reached over and held Nancy’s hair back with one hand, using the other to reach up and grab at Barb’s tits, shoving her bra aside, and finally, leaving Nancy altogether to go behind Barb and, through the slits in the lounger, unhooked her bra so she could take it off. Once it was on the ground with the rest of their clothes, Carol grabbed both her tits and buried her face in them, licking and sucking at them like an expert.

Barb couldn’t believe the position she was in. She had two of the prettiest girls in school all over her, doing everything they could to make her come undone. She never thought she’d be here in her wildest dreams, and yet, here she was. And it felt better than any dream she’d ever had, so much so that she thought she might’ve died and gone to Heaven. And then Nancy flicked her tongue just right, and Carol squeezed her tit with just enough pressure, and she couldn’t hold back the shout she let out as she finally came, her entire body shaking so hard that her glasses fell askew on her face.

“Oh, Nancy! Carol! Fuck!” She shouted, her eyes blurring as the feeling fell in a wave over her body, making her squirm as she started coming down and they just kept at it. Finally, after a few more seconds, it became too much, and she was able to find her voice enough to tell them to stop, or at least slow down.

“Holy cow,” she mumbled when they stopped, catching her breath as they all sat up with smiles on their faces.

“Was it good?” Nancy asked, seeming kind of unsure, even though Barb’s reaction should’ve assured her enough. Barb didn’t answer her right away, instead grabbing her by the back of the neck and pulling her in to kiss her. Tasting herself on Nancy’s lips was an odd sensation, but Barb was living for it. She would spend the rest of her days craving it, though she knew she’d probably never get it again. Still, she could allow herself this time to hope, at least until the boys came back. She didn’t have to burst her own bubble yet.

“It was amazing,” she finally answered with words, and she fixed her glasses as she blushed. Nancy blushed a little too, and she smiled gently as she gazed into Barb’s eyes. She looked like an angel, and Barb could feel her heart skipping faster in her chest.

“I bet! All that noise you were making could’ve woken the dead!” Carol giggled, breaking the moment, but Nancy didn’t seem to care all that much when she saw her standing next to them, totally naked. Her eyes went wide with lust, and Barb’s would’ve too, but her heart was still trying to recover from the moment she’d had with Nancy. It hurt like hell that she was looking at another girl the same way as she looked at her, and sure, Carol was a sight to behold when she was like this, but it made the moment she and Nancy had shared seem so much less special, like it didn’t mean anything. To Barb, it meant everything, and it only hurt that much more when Nancy got up and moved over to Carol, already starting to kiss her like Barb wasn’t even there anymore.

“You ready for your turn, Princess?” Carol asked when the kiss was broken, taking Nancy by the shoulders and guiding her to sit on another one of the chairs. She gently pushed her back as Nancy nodded, then gave her a quick peck on the cheek before moving down to pull her panties off. Nancy didn’t hesitate or tell her to stop like she had earlier, instead, she just lifted her hips to help it along. “Glad to see you’re finally having fun,” Carol teased, twirling the fabric around on her finger a few times to make Nancy giggle.

Barb couldn’t believe it, but she almost hated the sound. There was a green-eyed monster inside her rearing its ugly head, and it had finally started to bend the bars of the cage Barb tried to keep it locked in ever since the first grade. She wanted Nancy all to herself, and hearing her laugh so easily and freely with someone that wasn’t her, someone that two of them had hardly been able to stand up until tonight, only made it worse.

“Hey, Barbie, c’mere,” Carol called then, and finally, Barb had finally started getting to the end of her rope.

“Don’t call me that,” she said, maybe a little too harshly. They were still supposed to be having fun, and she couldn’t be completely upset with Carol, especially since she didn’t have any way of knowing what Barb was feeling right now, but she couldn’t help it.

“Whoa, okay, jeez, you’re awful cranky for someone who’s just had what looked like one hell of an orgasm!” Carol said, but just shrugged it off after that. “Anyway, I just wanted to see if you wanted first dibs on deflowering Miss Nancy here.”

And how could Barb say no to that?

“Yeah, sorry, I don’t know what came over me,” Barb said, trying to keep herself at bay.

“Are you okay?” Nancy asked, sitting up and looking at her with big, concerned eyes. Barb forced herself to look away.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Barb said, leaning down and lying in front of Nancy just like she’d done earlier. Nancy nodded then and just laid back down, and once again, it was like a knife to Barb’s gut that she couldn’t tell that there was something more going on. That, or she just didn’t care enough to keep asking questions.This time, though, Barb was almost ready for the feeling, so even though it still hurt, she’d been expecting it.

“Are you ready?” She asked, trying now to avoid Nancy’s gaze.

“Yeah,” Nancy responded, “Whenever you are.”

And Barb was ready. She’d been ready ever since the first time she found out girls could have sex with one another, but she had never told anybody that, and she wasn’t going to start spilling her guts now. Instead, she found a much more practical use for her mouth than speaking. She dove in and immediately started doing whatever she could to make Nancy feel good. If she heard her moaning or gasping or half-choking on the little puffs of air she could get in, she kept doing whatever it was that had drawn the sound out of her, and didn’t stop until she’d found some other way to please her. She treated Nancy’s body like it was the most sacred thing in the world, like she was a goddess and this was her way of praising her. And Nancy seemed to be loving it, so much so that she was coming quickly, within at least half the time that it’d taken for her to get an orgasm out of Barb.

As she came, Nancy’s back arched off of the chair she was on, and she threw her head back and let out such a moan, it was like she was a wolf howling at the moon. Her hands gripped the arms of the chair and her knuckles turned white from how hard she was clinging to them. Her legs trembled and her pussy quivered and pulsed around Barb’s tongue, releasing a little splash of liquid that soaked Barb’s chest and the lower half of her face. Barb wanted to draw out her pleasure for as long as possible, so as tears began to stream down Nancy’s face, she continued to lick all over her, nosing at her throbbing clit and using two of her fingers to massage inside of her, going faster when she heard Nancy gasp and felt her clench around them.

Nancy was trying to babble something as Barb continued to eat her out and finger her, but it was so incoherent that Barb couldn’t make out a single word. She just kept up what she was doing, going even faster with her fingers even though her wrist was beginning to ache, and her tongue was getting tired from how much she was working it. But it was all worth it when, within a few minutes of the first orgasm, she had Nancy coming again, and squirting even harder than before, soaking her almost entirely from the nose down.

It was only then that she gave Nancy a break, and as she sat up, drops of come still dripping from her chin, she could feel her heart beginning to stir again. Nancy looked so beautiful when she was undone like this. Her hair was mussed up and fanned out behind her, there were tears streaming down her cheeks, and her entire body seemed to be tinted pink and shone from the sheen of sweat covering her, even on the cold night. Barb could’ve stared at her like this forever, but once again, Carol just had to ruin the moment.

“Oooohhh, fuuuuuuuck!” She moaned out from another chair, her eyes rolling back in her head as she grinned drunkenly. Barb and Nancy both looked over at her as they heard it, and their eyes nearly popped out of their heads when they saw the little pink bullet-shaped vibrator she was holding in her hand. They hadn’t even noticed the sound it had been making as she used it, but they could hear it now, and they knew it stayed on as Carol rode out her own orgasm, then finally clicked it off.

“Where the hell did you get that?” Nancy asked as she stayed in the same position on the lounger, playing with a strand of her hair as she gazed at Carol in amused awe.

“I never leave home without it,” Carol answered, smiling slyly as she showed it off like she was Vanna White. “Care to give it a try, Princess?”

“I better not,” Nancy said, smiling a little disappointedly. “We better clean up, the boys will be back any minute, and besides, I already came twice, I gotta make sure I still have some energy left for if Steve and I go upstairs, right?”

“Very good point,” Carol smiled, standing up then and starting to gather up her clothes. Nancy and Barb did the same, but as Carol and Nancy started getting dressed, Barb didn’t know what to do. She was still wet, and while Nancy had just used her jacket to dry off her legs before pulling her jeans and panties back on, Barb didn’t have anything to use. Nancy didn’t even offer to let her use her jacket, instead just hung it on the back of a chair and continued to get dressed.

Carol must’ve seen the look Barb was giving Nancy then, because without saying a word, she offered her own jacket to Barb so she could clean up her face. She still didn’t speak as she used the jacket to clean up the chair and her toy, then tossed it aside so she could get it later. After that, they continued to get dressed, and had just gotten themselves presentable when Tommy and Steve strolled back out onto the patio, carrying with them a cooler full of beers and a carton or two of cigarettes.

The night went on pretty normally after that, only Nancy was acting different. She was smoking, and drinking, and just generally not being herself. Barb didn’t like it, but she knew there was nothing she could do about it. After all, why would Nancy listen to her advocating for her wellbeing when Steve fucking Harrington was encouraging the exact opposite? She knew she’d do whatever she thought Steve would like best, and that would include being a total bitch to her best friend since preschool.

“Hey,” Carol had said sometime around Nancy’s second beer. “You alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Barb had tried to deflect, but Carol saw right through her.

“Okay, whatever you say,” She said, shrugging, “But a bit of advice, don’t get too hung up on her, okay? You can do a lot better, and frankly, she’s not worth it if she treats you like this.”

Carol then leaned over and hugged her, which Barb didn’t expect, and suddenly, she just wanted to cry. More than anything, she wanted to cry. But she knew she couldn’t break down in front of these people, it wouldn’t wouldn’t do her any good. So she held it together, and she just tried to get through the night. But, of course, that would prove easier said than done, especially when she felt she had so little left to fight for.

So, that’s the true story of how Nancy Wheeler lost her virginity, and how her best friend, in turn, lost her life.

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