I was grabbing something from my locker in between periods on the following Tuesday morning when someone said, “Ahem,” over my shoulder.
Turning around my head I was graced with the sight of Laura’s super-cute face as, “Something just happened,” she informed me. “I’ll be home for the night by six o’clock at the latest. Call me.”
At six-o’clock sharp I did. Again seated on my bed in eager anticipation. And Laura seemed just as chipper as ever when she started our conversation with…
“So I got to school a little early today because blah, blah, blah you really don’t care anyway and guess who I happened to bump into just as I was entering the building?”
“Miss Welker I’m assuming.”
“Correct. The point is I had her alone for just a second and decided to see if everything you told me about her is true.”
“Uh oh.”
“At least give me some credit for being subtle with things. All I said was, ‘Sally says hi.’ That was it.”
I burst out laughing at that. I just couldn’t help it.
“And guess what?” Laura continued. “Miss Welker can run in heels! Must be because she’s a former basketball player. She skedaddled right off at a pretty good clip just at the mention of your name without a single glance backwards.”
Only half in jest, “I may have to transfer to a different school,” I told Laura.
“This late into Senior Year?” she replied. “Virtually impossible. Now start from the beginning and tell me everything.”
Which I was more than happy to do. But not until first, “I take it then that you’re open to the idea of that certain proposal I made you the last time we talked like this.”
With a laugh, “Would we be talking again like this otherwise?” Laura asked in return.
Overjoyed at the news of which, “I’ll now ask you the same question that you asked me last time,” I offered. “Fully bi or just bi-curious?”
After a few seconds worth of silence from Laura’s end at that, “Only mildly curious until the prospect of me possibly being intimate with a woman as great-looking as Miss Welker entered the equation,” she admitted. “And I truly thought that the reason for your last call was because one of my fellow cheerleaders had somehow managed to figure out that little secret of mine before employing your services to get me to confess to that fact.”
I then brought Laura up to speed on everything by explaining to her in detail what had happened during my three separate after-hours visits paid to Miss Welker’s classroom. And otherwise silent while listening to my tale, at certain points during my story however…
“Whoa!” … “Really?!” … “Damn!” … “No you didn’t!” … “Get out!” … “Wow!” … “Seriously?!” … “She didn’t say that!” … “Unbelievable!” … “Holy smokes!” … “No way!” …
After I finished things up with the way I had made my latest exit from Miss Welker’s classroom only a few days earlier, “We have to do it,” Laura declared. “This is like a once in a lifetime opportunity for us both!”
I felt like dancing.
Trying my best to tamper down my level of enthusiasm however, “This of course means that you and I are going to have to be intimate with one another first. You know. To get Miss Welker’s certain attention.”
In a thoughtful tone of voice, “I know,” Laura replied. “And I obviously don’t have a problem with that either.”
I held my thumb to my phone’s mic and let out a squeal of delight unbeknownst to Laura.
“Might as well get this out of the way now,” I said then. “How far do you think we’re going to have to take things with one another before Miss Welker might feel like joining in herself?”
Still in her thoughtful tone of voice, “Not sure really,” Laura replied. “But we should consider maybe having a practice session just between you and me before anything else. Then we wouldn’t be fumbling around without a clue as to what we were doing while trying to seduce Miss Welker.”
I again covered my phone’s mic with my thumb and squealed out in delight unbeknownst to Laura.
“And I think Miss Welker might appreciate that too,” I said then. “Maybe not at first but at least in the long run anyway.”
“So now we have a new question to replace your original one,” Laura replied. “How far should we take this practice session of ours?”
Funny she should have asked. “Let’s just say that I would consider it to be a fantasy of mine come true if you and I were to masturbate together.”
Seemingly not fazed in the least at my latest proposal, “I’ve got this babysitting gig set up for this Friday,” Laura let me know. “I’ll text you the address later. You can swing by after I’ve put the little tyke to bed around nine so I can sneak you in. His parents won’t be home until midnight at the earliest so we’ll have plenty of time alone to do our thing.”
Overjoyed at Laura’s willingness to go along with my certain idea, “Looks like I’ve got a babysitting gig of my own lined up for this Friday then,” I decided. “At least that’s what I’m going to be telling my friends anyway.”
Laughing at that, “And wait until you get a look at this awesome tub they have in their master bath over there,” Laura replied. “It should come in rather handy for us I think.”
In truth it was more like a high-walled sauna built for two than an actual tub. And Laura lead me straight upstairs and there specifically once I had arrived at the appropriate place around ten o’clock that Friday evening.
Nice house too. Come to find out, the husband was a doctor and the wife was a nurse. They were away that evening at some sort of charity function being put on at the hospital where they both worked. And Laura assured me that their little one had been fast asleep for at least a half-hour by the time of my arrival.
And having showed up for our date in just a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt with nothing on underneath either of those two garments, I waited until Laura was shutting the bathroom door behind us before I asked, “Nervous about this at all?”
Dressed similar to me at least on the outside and looking as resplendent as ever, “Not as much as I was thinking I might be,” she replied. “You?”
“More anxious than nervous,” I admitted. “And I have to say that I’m loving how kinky it is that we’re about do what we agreed upon in a stranger’s bathroom like this. At least strangers to me anyway.”
By then having moved to crouch down at the side of the tub where she was turning on the water, “And they’re technically my employers,” Laura added. “At least for the night anyway. But still. Kinky for me too since I’m about to use their tub like this without their knowledge.”
“You never know,” I sung in reply, “They might not mind.”
Shaking her head at which, “And I might care about that if I found either of them to be attractive,” Laura replied. “They’re neither my type however.”
Unashamed to admit so by then, “You’re my type though.” I offered. “And I seem to be your type too.”
Then removing her shoes and socks while waiting for the tub to fill, Laura cast her gaze upwards at me and said, “You’re getting the better end of the bargain here tonight sister. Lucky girl. Scoring yourself a cheerleader with a nice rack for your first time ever doing anything sexual with another female.”
Crouching down myself by then and removing my shoes and socks also, “Hey now,” I replied. “You’re not doing too bad for yourself here either. Scoring a redhead tennis team captain with a killer ass for your first time ever doing anything sexual with another female.”
Then barefoot, Laura killed the faucet after filling the tub with only about a foot of water and rose to stand back up as, “Let’s call it a draw then,” she conceded. “And that gives me an idea. However we might wind up meeting with Miss Welker for you-know-what, I should be wearing my cheerleading uniform while you’re wearing one of your cute little tennis outfits.”
Loving that idea a lot, I rose back fully upright myself barefoot as well and, “They’re kind of similar really,” I noted. “Both feature somewhat short skirts and just a simple tank-like top.”
Mmm hmm,” Laura intoned in reply. “And we’ll both just have to conveniently forget to put on bras and panties underneath those outfits of ours too.”
I smiled at that and asked, “You mean like the way I conveniently forgot to put on a bra or panties under this outfit I’m wearing right now?”
After shooting her eyes to my chest, “You don’t say,” Laura replied. “No bra? Impressive. I never would have guessed.”
With a laugh, “Well I’m eighteen and only blessed with B-cups,” I pointed out. “But I thank you for the compliment all the same.”
Laura then seemed to think things over for a bit before she said, “And here I was going to suggest that we should disrobe together. But seeing how you’re only wearing two articles of clothing to my four, I suppose that I should get a head start instead.”
Without even waiting for my reply, Laura then peeled off her t-shirt and tossed it aside to show me the sight of her boobs clad in only a sky-blue bikini top. And even though it was plain for me to see how that garment wasn’t designed to offer much in terms of support, it was still obvious that Laura’s boobs were rounded into orb-like shapes underneath it’s fabric. And they were perched nice and high out in front of her skinny body as well. And they sported enough in terms of sheer mass that I was confident when I remarked, “Beautiful C-cups there Laura.”
With a smile, “You haven’t seen anything yet,” she replied. “But we’ll both be getting the sight of our lives if we’re actually able to get a peek at Miss Welker’s breasts in the flesh. I’ll bet mine are firmer than hers though at least.”
Smiling back at Laura, “And mine the firmest of us three,” I said. “Here. See for yourself.”
I then took off my shirt and cast it aside to show my boobs laid bare to Laura before, “I’ll say it again,” she remarked at the sight. “Impressive. At least in terms of being so self-supporting. Still though. I think these are even nicer.”
Laura then used her fingers to undo her top before she let it drop to the floor at her feet and thus joined me in being topless. And my mouth nearly fell open at the sight. Her breasts were perfect. True spheres of flesh. And self-supporting enough in their own right that their rounded swells were pointed mostly straight-forwards while tilted slightly upwards from where they were perched nice and high upon Laura’s slender torso.
And she had perfect nipples too. Their light-brown hue was almost matching to that of Laura’s mane of long straight hair. And their perfectly circular areolas were shaped only a hair bigger around than my own quarter-sized pair. And although their buds were not yet showing any signs of actual stimulation, I could tell that they could come close to matching Miss Welker’s marble-sized pair when fully aroused.
Finally rising my gaze back up to meet Laura’s green eyes, “You may have won this round,” I conceded. “But like you said earlier in reference to something else, you haven’t seen anything yet.”
Obviously knowing what I meant by that, Laura then unzipped her jeans and let them fall down the length of her legs to show off the sky-blue bikini bottoms she was wearing to go along with her since-discarded top. Then after kicking her jeans completely aside, she spun on her heels and pulled down her bottoms just far enough to show me the sight of her ass laid bare.
And it reminded me a lot of Miss Welker’s as it was also toned and taut to the max despite not sporting all that much in terms of sheer mass. And once she had cast around her head to look back at me checking out her tushy, “Cute butt Laura,” I said. “Really it is. But it’s nothing like this.”
I then spun around myself and unzipped my jeans before I pushed them far enough down my thighs to flash the sight of my ass in the flesh back at Laura. Then as I cast around my head to look back at her over my shoulder still looking back at me over her shoulder with both of our backsides fully exposed, “Damn Sally,” Laura said. “No wonder it keeps driving Miss Welker so crazy when you flaunt that right there for her enjoyment. I’m looking at a work of art right now.”
Smiling at that, “Like I was looking at a work of art just a second ago when you were showing me your tits,” I replied.
Then as Laura was kicking aside her bikini bottom while I was doing likewise with my jeans as we remained standing back to back, “That gives me another idea,” Laura let me know. “When we meet with Miss Welker while wearing our certain outfits, one of the things we should do first is flash her in-tandem together. You doing so with your ass while I’m doing so with my tits that is.”
By then with us both completely nude while still looking back at each other over our shoulders, “I second that idea,” I replied. “And what a great way to show Miss Welker right off the bat that we’re neither wearing anything underneath our certain outfits.”
Nodding her head in approval, “That should really get her attention,” Laura said. “Now on the count of three, you know what to do.”
And indeed I did. After Laura then said, “One… two… three,” we both spun around in unison to flash the sight of our full-frontals at one another.
Which was truly a sight to behold as I then had a total hottie of a cheerleader blessed with a pair of orb-like C-cups upon her otherwise slender and taut young body standing naked in front of me. And based on the expression on her face while she was taking in the sight of myself standing there naked as well, I could tell that Laura wasn’t disappointed in the least at what I was showing off for her either.
And come to find out, Laura kept her patch of pussy hair every bit as trimmed as I was in the habit of keeping mine. And hers too was matching in color to that which hung from her head. But light-brown as opposed to my collection of red downstairs-hair that I was then showing to her.
The sight of all of which got the attention of my nipples. And their buds were just starting to bloom when, “Be honest,” Laura said. “What do you think the consensus would be among the rest of the girls on your tennis team if they knew what you were doing right now?”
And it looked to me like Laura’s nipples too were just starting to swell in excitement when, “No telling,” I replied. “But I’m willing to bet that at least two or three would be jealous that they weren’t the ones about to share a bathtub with a hot cheerleader-chick like I am instead.”
Smiling at that, “I was just thinking the same in reference to my fellow cheerleaders,” Laura replied. “Were they to all find out about this somehow, although they may never admit as such to anyone, I’m sure there must be a couple of them who wouldn’t mind trading places with me right now either.”
Purely on a whim, “And what about our boyfriends?” I asked Laura. “How do you think they might feel about this little adventure of ours?”
After letting out a good laugh at that, “Well they’re guys so, you know,” she replied. “They’d probably bug us until the end of our days for all the nitty-gritty details were they to ever learn of what happened between us tonight.”
Laughing myself, “All the more reason for us to keep this a total secret from them,” I remarked.
“I agree,” Laura replied. “And now that we’re both a little turned on at just seeing one another naked like this, why don’t we try to fully arouse each other’s nipples before anything else. You know. Like you and Miss Welker are apparently now in the habit of doing for one another.”
Speaking nothing but the truth, “I’m dying to see what yours look like when stimulated to the max,” I said.
“Likewise,” Laura replied. “Your pretty pink ones must look amazing like that. And I think we should be able to do that to one another without either of us even needing to touch ourselves. If you’re up to the challenge that is.”
And indeed I was. “This seems to do the trick for Miss Welker,” I said. “So let’s see how it works on you.”
I then turned my back to Laura once again and spent some time at first just tick-tocking my hips from side to side to put plenty of movement through my ass. Then casting around my head to peer back at Laura over my shoulder while doing so, I instead began to gyrate my posterior with as much force as I could muster to make my ass-cheeks shimmy all around independent of each other.
With her eyes plastered to the sight of which, “Oh fuck,” Laura said softly. “That’s really doing it for me Sally.”
As I could see as well. Her light-brown nipples were slowly but surely growing even more swollen in excitement. And knowing that she could feel that happening to herself as well, I kept putting on my certain show with my caboose and, “Now start working on mine while I’m working on yours,” I said back at Laura. “I want my nipples to be fully stimulated by the time I turn back around. If you’re up to the challenge like I am that is.”
Eyes still locked in on the sight of my backside set in constant motion, “Challenge accepted,” Laura replied. “Check this out. Not even my boyfriend has ever seen me do this. I’ve only done it in the mirror before just to see for myself what it looks like.”
By then twerking my ass with speed and force both for Laura to see, I watched as she began bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet to make her gorgeous pair of C-cups start bouncing up and down themselves out in front of her body. And it wasn’t long into that certain performance before…
“There you go Laura,” I purred back over my shoulder. “That’s doing the trick. Keep it up and I’ll be turning back around here shortly.”
Still demonstrating my twerking skills for Laura’s enjoyment, I watched then as she started bouncing up and down with more speed than before and, as a result, made her orb-like breasts start turning in concentric circles while still bouncing all around at the same time too.
Which soon had the desired effect that Laura was hoping to see. So I then ceased with my certain performance and turned back around to face her with my dark-pink nipples standing at full attention upon my pair of B-cups.
In response, Laura ceased with her certain performance as well and, once her boobs came back to rest in their normal positions, I was graced with the sight of her light-brown nipples obviously fully inflamed in excitement. And sure enough, I could see how they were capable of swelling to damn near marble-sized proportions when aroused to the max like they were.
Then after spending some time together openly gawking at what we had just done to the other, Laura nodded her head in the direction of the tub and asked, “Shall we?”
At her lead, we then stepped over the precipice and into the tub before we took a seat side-by-side with only our legs fully submerged under the water. And separated by no more than a foot even though there was more than enough room for us to be separated by more, Laura then turned her head to me and said, “I’m dying to hear where you got the idea for this in the first place. You know. Like you were dying to find out the origin of Miss Welker’s certain fantasy.”
After letting out a dramatic sigh, “If you must know,” I replied. “It was something I came up with while masturbating after my second little powwow with Miss Welker. I was just trying to think of what me and another girl might do in her presence to make her feel like joining in herself.”
With a coo of approval, “That’s so hot,” Laura replied. “Be honest though. Was there any more to that original fantasy of yours than just the idea of you and another girl jilling yourselves together for Miss Welker to see?”
After debating whether or not to do so, I went for it and admitted, “Just a little. There might have been some kissing involved as well.”
Catching my eye with a smile, “Before or after the jilling-part had begun?” Laura asked.
Then catching her eye with a smile of my own, “I’m going to lie and say before,” I replied. “But only because I really want to kiss you right now.”
Tilting her face towards mine, “The feeling is certainly mutual,” Laura replied. “And I can’t think of a better way for us to ease into the other part of this fantasy of yours come true.”
Moving my lips towards hers, “Likewise,” I said. “But let’s just kiss for a bit first to see how it feels.”
And then we were. Kissing. My first time ever with another girl. And Laura’s first time too.
And it was sensual. Much more so than I was expecting. And that was before our tongues got involved in the act as well. But not until maybe a minute had passed with only our lips doing their thing together instead.
And I can’t even say who initiated what came next. It seemed pretty much mutual to me. All of the sudden, her tongue was entering my mouth as my tongue was entering hers. Then they couldn’t seem to get enough of each other as our tongues remained in a constant state of contact for no less than another full minute. And they spent most of that time taking turns with using their tips to explore the other’s full length.
After finally coming up for air together, Laura huffed in my ear, “Ready when you are.”
And it was only then that I felt how that kiss had made my pussy rather wet. And certain that Laura’s pussy too was rather wet by then as well…
“But slowly at first,” I huffed back in reply. “No need for us to rush this afterall.”
Then at Laura’s lead, we slid ourselves forwards and reclined backwards to mostly submerge our bodies under the water while resting our heads back against the side of the tub. And boy did I love the sight of Laura’s orb-like breasts rising so much further out of the water than my own more feeble-sized pair.
Then our eyes met again and, “Just like this,” Laura offered. “Let’s keep looking each other in the eyes while we’re getting started with things.”
Loving that idea very much, I spread apart my legs under the water and moved a hand to the mound of my pussy before, “I just started rubbing myself,” I admitted. “But very, very gently.”
Laura then spread apart her legs as well and crossed her one over with mine under the water and, still looking me in the eyes, “Me too now,” she replied. “And I’m just teasing myself really.”
Absolutely in heaven at the knowledge that I was touching myself in-tandem with such an attractive fellow female, I kept looking Laura in her pretty green eyes while slowly petting my womanhood and asked, “Do you ever fantasize about other girls while touching yourself like you are right now?”
Shooting me a smile at that, “Every once in a while I guess,” Laura replied. “No one specifically though. More just to the thought in general of me being intimate with some random hot chick.”
Only half in jest, “Darn it,” I said. “And here I was hoping to hear that you’re in the habit of jilling yourself to the thought of you and all your fellow cheerleaders engaging in an orgy together.”
After thinking things over for a bit, “Can’t say that I ever have,” Laura replied. “But there’s a first time for everything I suppose. So tell me about how something like that might happen and we’ll see if I can get myself off while thinking about whatever you come up with.”
Beyond elated at Laura’s suggestion, “Only on one condition,” I said. “Then you have to help me get off myself by making up some hot little lesbian-type scenario involving me.”
Obviously also enthralled herself at what we had just stumbled into together, “Deal,” Laura replied. “And I’ve already got an idea for that too. But first I’m going to close my eyes and just listen to you for a bit.”
Then as she turned her head forwards and shut her eyes, I kept on gently petting my pussy as Laura’s one leg remained crossed over mine under the water and…
“So there’s like a dozen of you cheerleaders in our class I think,” I began. “Well imagine if you all got together for a slumber party over at someone’s house. That’s at least plausible right?”
Eyes remaining shut and still slowly rubbing herself under the water I could see, “Absolutely,” Laura replied. “Let’s say it’s like a graduation party. And maybe we’ve all taken over someone’s finished basement for the night.”
Still trying to remain somewhat plausible with things, “So it’s lights-out at like two in the morning,” I continued. “And maybe there’s all these sleeping bags scattered about on the floor that you girls crawl into then. But let’s say that only a few minutes later it becomes obvious to the rest of you that one among your number has started playing with herself. Whoever it might be, she’s letting out unmistakable moans of pleasure that the rest of you can hear.”
Then as I saw how Laura began rubbing herself just a little bit faster at that, “Damn,” she huffed out. “How brazen of whoever. It’s almost like she wants to get caught.”
Still only gently petting myself, “Or maybe she has another reason instead for letting the rest of you know that someone in your party has begun jilling herself,” I continued. “Perhaps she wants to see if the sounds of her doing so might encourage any of you others to join in yourselves. And guess what? Before anyone has said anything about those certain noises that whoever is making, someone else starts making similar noises herself.”
Eyes still shut, Laura then began rubbing herself a little bit faster still as, “Fuck,” she huffed out. “So now there’s two of them who don’t mind letting the rest of us listen to them pleasuring themselves. Good thing the lights are out so they need not worry about the rest of us knowing exactly who they are.”
Absolutely loving the way that I was encouraging Laura to masturbate right besides me to thoughts involving her fellow cheerleaders, “And now there’s a third girl moaning out in pleasure,” I continued. “Seems like she too doesn’t mind letting out self-induced sounds of pleasure for the rest of you to hear. My only question is how many others would have to join in also before you would feel inclined to join in yourself.”
Then rubbing herself a little bit faster still I could see, “One or two more at the most,” Laura huffed out. “I wouldn’t be able to control myself by then. Not while listening to so many other of them moaning out sex-sounds for all the rest of us to hear.”
Way more focused on helping Laura edge herself towards climax than seeing to my own needs, “Six of you now,” I continued. “Then eight. Then every last one of you. Even the ones who consider themselves to be totally straight. None of you can help yourselves. No one wants to be left out of the club afterall. And it’s okay since everyone else is doing it too. Then there’s nothing for any of you to feel ashamed about later. Not seeing how all of you went ahead and jilled yourselves together as a group.”
Eyes still shut and by then clearly rubbing her clit with plenty of speed and force both, “None of us even knowing who got us all started doing that together in the first place,” Laura huffed out. “Only the guilty party that is. And none of the rest of us even caring who she was by then. Not by the time we were all moaning out in pleasure as one.”
Still only barely just teasing my clit, “Someone just gave herself an orgasm,” I continued. “Did you recognize the voice? Doesn’t really matter I guess. Another of you just came too. And then a third. Each of them crying out a call of delight at the moment of their release. Then a fourth. That one might have even been you. No matter. Seems like each of you are intent on letting all the rest listen as you’re each getting yourselves off one by one.”
By then breathing heavy while getting even more aggressive still with her certain bit of rubbing, “Like I’m well on my way towards making myself cum for real,” Laura huffed out. “Now help me finish myself off.”
Bound and determined to do just that, “It’s okay because it’s pitch black in that basement,” I continued. “I’m talking about what happens then after you’ve all jilled yourselves to the point of release. The way you all come out of your sleeping bags and strip out of every stich of clothing between you before forming a pile out of your naked bodies on the floor. But only because the one of you who started masturbating first confessed to her crime before making that certain suggestion. Which you all agreed to at once with actions instead of words. And now there’s a girl humping one of your thighs. And another is humping one of your tits. You just don’t know who specifically they are. But that’s okay though. You have no idea who’s face you’re humping right now either.”
Only a few seconds later and with a full-body spasm that made her one leg vibrate against mine, “I’m cumming!” Laura cried out. “Sally I’m cumming!”
Thrilled at that knowledge like you wouldn’t believe, “Good girl,” I purred out. “Good girl Laura.”
I then saw how she eased way off with her certain bit of rubbing but left her hand in place between her thighs while working to bring her breathing back under control. Then she reopened her eyes, turned her head to look at me, smiled and said, “You mean bad girl Laura. I just made my pussy go squirt while thinking about an orgy involving me and a group of my friends.”
Smiling myself, “More like bad girl Sally for putting that idea in your head to begin with,” I replied.
“Oh yeah?” Laura shot back. “Wait until you hear what scenario I’ve dreamed up for you to masturbate to before deciding which of us is the bad girl here.”
And although l was certainly ready for that by then, “If you’d like instead,” I offered, “I can try to help you get yourself off once again before we switch roles here.”
After thinking things over for a bit at that, “I’m not yet ready to call it quits with myself for the night,” Laura admitted. “But let me work my certain magic on you first before, if you wouldn’t mind please, you can pick back up with your story where you left off.”
Almost in awe that Laura and I had so easily reached the point where we were comfortable with swapping back and forth erotic tales for one another to masturbate to, still just gently rubbing my pussy, I then closed my eyes and rested my head back against the tub and said, “Let’s see how bad you really are Laura.”
And still with her one leg crossed over mine under the water, “Okay so listen,” Laura began. “Turnabout is only fair play. Tell me who you would deem to be the two best-looking Seniors on your tennis team.”
And no I didn’t mind. It didn’t matter to me by then that the two girls in question were almost like sisters to me. Not after I had just made Laura get herself off to thoughts involving girls who were surely almost like sisters to her. Bad girls both of us I suppose. “Michelle and Susan,” I admitted.
As she knew the two girls in question also herself of course, “Yeah they’re both pretty hot,” Laura continued. “So everyone on your team clears out of the locker room one day after practice. But you get to your car and realize that you forgot something and return only to find that Michelle and Susan have stuck around the place after everyone else has left. In fact, you walk in on them laying together on the locker room floor with their skirts hiked way up high and with their panties already removed and… What’s this? Are they both trying to penetrate their pussies with the handles on their tennis rackets?”
Then while being made to direct my certain pets specifically around the area of my clit, “Oh my goodness!” I huffed out. “Those handles are really thick!”
“Mmm hmm,” Laura continued. “That’s why I said trying. It looks like you’ve made your appearance before either of them has managed to make much progress with things. And of course they freeze in place and look up at you in horror after they realize you’ve caught them in the act of whatever it is they’re doing.”
Loving that mental image very much, “It’s obviously some kind of challenge that one of them has issued to the other,” I huffed out. “Or maybe even a bet of some sort. Either way. They must be trying to see which of them can take more of those handles up their vaginas.”
“Obviously,” Laura continued. “And their looks of horror morph more into looks of relief once it becomes clear to them that you’re actually showing some interest in what they’re doing. And look at them still holding their rackets in place with those handles poised at the ready. It’s almost as if they’re waiting to be given a signal that they should continue with what you interrupted.”
By then using the pad of my middle finger to stroke the length of my clitoral sheath up and down, “Me getting topless should do the trick I should think,” I huffed out. “Right then and there with them both on the floor at my feet while holding their rackets in place between their legs.”
“And with their skirts now completely removed as well,” Laura continued. “To go along with their already discarded panties. That was their first reaction to seeing you put your breasts on display for them to see. Their second reaction was then starting anew with trying to work the ends of those handles into their tight little pussies.”
Having since aroused my clit to the max within it’s little abode, I then began specifically petting it’s exposed and swollen node as, “They might need a little more inspiration to work a bit harder at their task,” I huffed out. “So maybe I need to get rid of my bottoms as well.”
“And seeing that encourages Michelle and Susan both to remove whatever tops they’re wearing in response,” Laura continued. “They’ve stripped themselves naked at the sight of you doing likewise. And look at them both trying really, really hard now to feed those handles into their twats.”
Stroking myself with a good amount of force by then, “I would then start masturbating like I really am right now for them both to see,” I huffed out. “But just as a show of appreciation for them letting me see both trying in-tandem to take something so big inside of their eighteen-year-old pussies.”
“Michelle did it first,” Laura continued. “With a yelp, she managed to work in about an inch worth of that handle at her disposal. But guess what? Susan then followed suit with a yelp of her own. And look at them both now laying there and looking up at you playing with your clit to the sight of them both penetrating themselves with their tennis rackets.”
By then stroking my clit with fury as my eyes remained shut, “Almost there,” I huffed out. “Please help push me over the edge.”
“They’re now laying on their backs side-by-side with their legs thrown wide open just like you and I are for real right now,” Laura continued. “But down on that locker room floor with an inch worth of tennis racket handle apiece stuck up their pussies. Or make that two inches instead. Both of them. Looking up at you standing there and jilling yourself for their enjoyment has made them both work with nothing but force to… Whoops. Make that three inches now. Michelle and Susan both. Surly forcing themselves more wide open with those handles at their disposal than either has ever been opened up before. And by the time it’s more like four or maybe even five inches worth of those handles that have disappeared up inside both of their vaginas… I mean come on. There’s no way either of them would have managed that feat had you not caught them in the act and encouraged them along by stripping yourself naked and masturbating for them to see.”
After only a few more seconds worth of rather intense clitoral stimulation, an immense wave of pleasure that extended throughout every single nerve-ending in my entire body made me spasm all around in rapture from head to toe as, “Cumming!” I cried out. “I’m cumming Laura!”
And I loved how she and I were in actual physical contact with one another, if only a just a little with our legs, while I felt that certain batch of my juices shoot forth from my pussy under the water with nothing but force.
After letting me recover somewhat from my orgasm, “That’s my bad girl,” Laura purred out. “I knew that would do the trick.”
Having since reopened my eyes but still working to recapture my breath, I looked over at Laura and said, “I decree this to be the first ever meeting of the ‘Small Town High Bad Girls Club.’ Our second meeting will also feature a teacher however.”
With a twinkle in her green eyes, “Here, here,” Laura replied. “Now if you wouldn’t mind, I think I was promised a round two with a certain something. Then we can work on giving you a repeat performance too.”
Completely onboard with Laura’s line of thinking, as she then assumed that certain eyes-closed and head-back position herself with her one hand remaining in place between her held-open thighs, I was satisfied to simply resume with teasing my clit with soft little pets as…
“Lets see then,” I began again. “Where were we? All of you dozen or so Senior cheerleaders were having a slumber party in someone’s basement when one of you started masturbating after light’s out and all the rest of you decided to join in. Then the guilty party confessed and talked everyone out of their clothing after you had all listened to yourselves jilling off to the point of orgasm one by one. Only now you’ve all made a pile on the floor out of all of your stark-naked bodies. And everyone is doing something to at least one other girl as at least one other girl is also doing something to each of you. There’s lots and lots of humping going on in that pile just for one thing.”
Already stroking herself pretty good under the water I could see, “I’m sure there is,” Laura huffed out. “And all of us unashamed to hump whatever happens to be at our disposal with impunity as the lights are off and no one needs to know who exactly is doing whatever to whoever else.”
“Precisely,” I continued. “Everyone has lost all inhibitions there in the dark. Like whenever someone’s mouth happens to make contact with someone else’s pussy within that pile of bodies. There’s always at least a little bit of kissing that takes place in those cases. No harm done since neither of them are aware of who exactly the other one happens to be. Plausible deniability for later. Both for the one kissing whoever’s pussy and for the one letting her pussy be kissed by whoever else.”
By then making ripples on the water’s surface as a result of her hand working with force down between her thighs, “Wait until one of them starts doing more than just kissing my pussy,” Laura huffed out. Whoever the first might be to start licking me down there instead, I’m going to reach down with both my hands and hold her head in place right there so she can lap at my lady-bits with her tongue as much as she damn well wants.”
“And now someone else has shifted positions and you have a pussy suddenly pressed flush against your face,” I continued. “And you know what to do now don’t you? What’s good for the goose is good for the gander afterall. Show whoever that is perched atop your face the same curtesy that whoever else is showing you and start licking that pussy at your disposal. Just one swipe of your tongue across her labia should be enough to encourage her to leave herself positioned right there for more of the same.”
Clearly well on her way to getting herself off once again by then, “How could I resist?” Laura huffed out. “And maybe she too might use her hands to hold my head in place right there between her thighs like I’m holding whoever’s face in place down between mine.”
“Someone else’s ass just found your tits,” I continued. “Whoever it might be, she’s rubbing her butt all over your boobs like there’s no tomorrow while you’re clit is receiving a bath from whoever else’s tongue. And all while you’re using your tongue to give a clit-bath to whoever else that is sitting on your face.”
Laura’s hand between her thighs was then a blur a motion under the water as, “Getting close once again,” she huffed out. “Now help me make it happen.”
“And the rest of your fellow cheerleaders all find themselves also in a similar situation as yourself just then,” I continued. “There’s lots and lots of humping and kissing and licking and rubbing and stroking and you name it to go around between all of you girls in that pile. A quivering mass of a dozen naked cheerleader-chicks all using each other strictly for pleasure like you’ve all suddenly come into heat together. But anonymously in the dark with you right there in the middle of it all giving oral pleasure to whoever that is sitting on your face while whoever else is licking out your pussy while whoever else is rubbing her ass all over your tits. And never mind all the moaning and groaning in pleasure that you can hear everyone else in your group making as well. Two others just off to your side are apparently scissoring their pussies together. And another two off to your other side are apparently laying together in sixty-nine and eating each other out. And somewhere down past your feet it seems like there’s another group of three doing similar things together as your certain group of three. But you’re just guessing about all of those things based on the symphony of lustful noises that you can hear being made by all of those other girls positioned around you and-”
With a sudden full-body seizure, “Oh fuck!” Laura cried out. “I’m cumming so hard!”
And I loved most of all having that certain bit of physical contact between us while Laura was getting herself off.
Then after waiting until she had reopened her eyes and at least quit gasping for air in the aftermath of her night’s second orgasm, “Who decided on the ground rules for this match anyway?” I asked Laura. “Lucky girl getting to serve first every set.”
Not yet fully recovered but still with a smile, “I think you made that decision,” she replied. “And lucky girl you getting to see me twice now jilling myself to completion as opposed to the only one time that I’ve seen you do so instead.”
Although certainly chomping at the bit to even that certain score by then, “I don’t suppose a third such completion might be in the cards for you tonight?” I wanted to know.
Having since mostly recaptured her breath by then, “You’re too much,” Laura replied. “Maybe. But only if we agree now to ride off into the sunset for the night by trying to make both of our certain times number three more of a mutual type of deal if you know what I mean.”
Which I certainly did. And I even had something else in mind for that in addition to what Laura was suggesting. But that was for later. As for just then…
“Deal,” I said. “Now please continue with your tale from earlier so you can watch me square things up at two apiece like I know we both want.”
With a nod of approval from Laura, and still only gently teasing myself under the water, I then closed my eyes and leaned back my head and listened as…
“So let’s see now,” Laura began again. “Your teammates Michelle and Susan were both inspired to strip themselves naked and stuff their pussies full with their tennis racket handles down on the floor of your locker room at the sight of you standing over them naked yourself and masturbating to that sight. But only after you had first caught them in the act of trying to accomplish that feat together just by themselves. Unsuccessfully however until you came along and provided them with just the right type of inspiration for them to work hard enough to cram those nice thick handles up inside their tight little twats.”
Loving everything about that scenario in my heightened state of arousal, I pressed my middle and index fingers together under the water and moved their pads flush to my labia’s uppermost region and began stimulating my clit with a series of swirls as, “I think I got it now,” I huffed out. “They must have been trying to show each other that both of their pussies were still too tight to allow entrance for something as big around as their racket handles. And they were well on their way to proving each other right until I showed up and wound up proving them wrong instead.”
“But who better to have done so than their captain?” Laura continued. “And since you do have that wee-bit of authority over them both, I don’t suppose that you might feel inclined to let them see you try and fill your pussy too with a handle of your own. Not unless maybe they’re first able to talk the other Seniors on your team into doing so also for your enjoyment that is.”
Still swirling around my clit with a good amount of speed, “There’s three others in addition to Michelle and Susan,” I huffed out. “And oh how I would love to watch all five trying in unison to penetrate their pussies with their racket handles.”
“And I’m sure those other three would agree to go along with that idea after Michelle and Susan have explained to them everything which lead up to that point,” Laura continued. “Then picture yourself back in your locker room with all five already stripped naked and sitting in a row on the floor in front of you with their legs spread wide while holding their rackets at the ready. You’ll just have to strip yourself naked first to encourage them all as a group to get down to business with things.”
Trying my best to visualize exactly what that would look like, “Done,” I huffed out. “And I imagine that Michelle and Susan would start off working harder than the rest since they’ve had some previous experience with using those rackets of theirs for such a purpose.”
“Absolutely,” Laura continued. “And of course they both penetrate themselves with their handles well before any of the other three have. But not to worry though. Encouraged at the sight of Michelle and Susan having done so already, those other three are also eventually able to take possession of their pussies with their racket handles.”
Swirling around my clit as fast as I could manage, “Then I would have to do the same with my racket too,” I huffed out. “Still just standing right there and looking down at those five doing so themselves. Working however hard it might take me to cram it’s handle into my pussy.”
“And look at what the sight of that does to each of those other five.” Laura continued. “They’re no longer merely satisfied with leaving those handles right where they are. Instead they all start fucking themselves in unison together. Fucking themselves with their racket handles. In and out. In and out. Slowly at first of course. But faster and faster at the sight of you pushing your racket handle deeper up your pussy inch by inch.”
The thought of which in addition to all of my clitoral stimulation combined to give me my second orgasm of the night. And as my entire body was made to spasm all about under the water as a result, “Oh fuck!” I cried out. “I’m cumming again Laura!”
Even harder than my first time in fact. And partly due to remaining in physical contact with Laura while I was getting myself off once again.
Then after waiting until I had reopened my eyes and mostly recovered from my latest certain release, “Who’s story do you suppose is naughtier?” Laura asked. “Mine involving you and your fellow tennis players? Or yours involving me and my fellow cheerleaders?”
Still breathing a bit heavy, “Not sure,” I replied. “Maybe we should get Miss Welker’s opinion on the matter.”
With a big bright smile at that, “Excellent idea,” Laura replied back. “We’re going to have to tell her about what we did tonight anyway. You know. So she can be assured that she’s being seduced by a pair of girls with some actual prior experience in lesbian-type behavior.
As we were both again simply rubbing our pussies gently under the water in-tandem with Laura’s one leg still crossed over mine, “Speaking of which,” I said. “So we’ve already agreed to finish things off for tonight by trying to get off at the same time together right? Well what if we switch hands so I can masturbate you while you’re masturbating me?”
Although clearly not put off by my suggestion, “But would it still only be considered masturbation if we start playing with each other’s pussy instead of our own?” Laura asked.
“Maybe that’s something else we should get Miss Welker’s opinion about,” I decided. “And I’m not really sure if her classroom is the best place for us to try and work our certain magic on her either. Now that she pretty much knows what we’re planning, she’s likely to run away from us both right off the bat should we show up there unannounced one afternoon like she did when you mentioned my name to her the other day.”
Nodding her head in approval, “I was thinking the same thing myself,” Laura replied. “So let’s only plan on surprising her in her classroom as a last resort. We still have a couple of months left before the school year is over so there’s plenty of time for us to figure out something else instead.”
After agreeing to which, “And what about my idea for how we should end things between us tonight?” I asked. “Are you really okay with that plan too?”
With a dramatic cock of her head to the side, “Hmm,” Laura intoned. “Not sure. But another kiss just might persuade me.”
And the next thing I knew we were kissing yet again. With just as much passion as the first time too. And with our tongues soon again involved in the act as well. They seemed intent on getting to know one another in the most intimate way possible.
Still kissing, Laura then moved her hand from her privates and used it to take hold of my hand before moving it over to where hers had just been. And with our tongues still at play together, I then began to pet Laura’s pussy with my fingers pressed flush to her labia as she began doing the exact same thing to me.
Still gently rubbing each other’s certain mound in-tandem together, we made out for maybe two more minutes before taking a breather. Two straight minutes Laura and I spent using our tongues to explore each other’s mouth while using our hands to explore each other’s womanhood. But without us either specifically targeting the other one’s clit with our certain bit of stroking. We were more just teasing each other a little bit instead.
And we were still teasing each other as such when Laura said, “I think I got it. This still only counts as mutual masturbation so long as we don’t penetrate each other.”
“Even if we both wind up getting each other off like that?” I couldn’t help but ask.
“Even then,” Laura replied. “If you’re up to the challenge that is.”
Then we were kissing yet again. With lots and lots of tongue involved once more too. And it was like that which Laura soon found my clit with the pad of her index finger and began stroking it with precision.
Obviously due to the fact that she was an owner of one herself, Laura knew exactly how to play with my clit to maximum effect. And I guess the same applied to me as well once I followed suit and began to target Laura’s clit specifically with the pad of my index finger. We quickly had each other eking out moans of pleasure while still French-kissing one another as well.
Until we needed to come up for air once again that is. Then with us both breathing a bit heavy in unison together while continuing to play with one another’s little lady-button, we caught each other’s eye and…
“Oh fuck yeah Laura. Show my clit who’s boss!”
“Mmm hmm! Just like you’re showing my clit who’s boss right now too.”
“Because I own yours right now just like you own mine.”
“That’s right. And mine loves being owned by you.”
“Not as much as mine loves being owned by you.”
We then started kissing yet again as our fingers remained busy with stimulating each other’s special little sexual appendage. But we soon began stroking each other down there with plenty of speed and force both while our mouths and tongues remained intertwined.
Coming up for air again a minute later, “Laura,” I huffed out. “You’re about to make me cum.”
“Likewise,” she huffed back. “But I bet I can make you cum first.”
And she did too. Soon my body was made to spasm in pleasure underwater at the sensation of riding out my first ever orgasm which wasn’t self-induced. And I came so hard as Laura stroked my clit to the point of climax that all I could call out in response was, “Laura! Laura! Laura!”
Then within seconds she was made to spasm all about in turn herself while calling out, “Sally! Sally! Sally!” as I returned the favor and gave her an orgasm of her own. Her third one of the night to go along with my third one as well. And also her first one ever which wasn’t self-induced either.
So what a night, huh? And the couple who owned the house in question were never any the wiser about what took place in their tub that evening. The poor souls. I pity them really.
THREE. (PART ONE)
I was walking alone to my car after school one day only about two weeks following my bathtub adventure with Laura when from behind me, “Sally! A word please!”
It was Miss Welker. Needless to say that I was a little surprised. But delightfully so.
She then bade me to follow her over to a spot in the parking lot where no one else was within earshot and, obviously nervous about things, “So what’s your plan?” she asked. “Are you are Laura plotting on ambushing me in my classroom after-hours one of these days or something?”
Impressed with Miss Welker’s decision to approach me like she had rather than waiting for Laura and I to make the first move ourselves, “Our plan was to see if we could come up with a better idea than storming into your classroom together unannounced,” I admitted. “But we haven’t yet been able to figure out anything else however. So maybe you might have a better idea instead?”
“Only that you two need to drop that idea of yours all together,” Miss Welker replied. “It simply can’t happen. I won’t allow it. Neither in my classroom nor anywhere else. Sorry but I’m putting my foot down and declaring everything over between you and me.”
Unable to help myself, “Easy for you to say now that you have that video of me on your phone performing a strip-tease act for you to look at and masturbate to whenever you might wish,” I shot back.
Blushing at that, “My point exactly,” Miss Welker said. “I’ve allowed things to go way too far between us already. I got caught up in the heat of the moment on that day in question and allowed for something to happen between us that was wildly inappropriate.”
“Yet I’m willing to bet that you haven’t deleted that video you shot of me,” I replied. “So please be honest and tell me how many times you’ve gotten yourself off while watching it by now.”
Blushing an even darker shade of red by then, “That’s not the point,” Miss Welker said. “You’ve since betrayed my trust by sharing everything between us with Laura. Why won’t you stand to reason that I could get fired and possibly even arrested should she decide to go to the principal or school board with the news of what you told her about?”
“And forfeit any chance that she and I might have of seducing you into having a threesome with us?” I shot back. “Not hardly. She’s totally on board with assisting me in making your certain fantasy come true. Trust me. A once in a lifetime opportunity for us both is how she put it to me.”
Shaking her head, “My fantasy is for me to be seduced into my first ever lesbian experience by a pair of girls who are already something of a same-sex couple themselves,” Miss Welker declared. “So you and Laura don’t exactly meet that certain criteria in the first place.”
With a laugh, “That’s where you’re wrong,” I confessed. “She and I have already done some fooling around together in anticipation of us making your fantasy come true. You know. So we won’t be total newbies with that sort of thing when working our certain magic on you.”
Although clearly taken aback by my admission, “Well that’s neither here nor there anyway,” Miss Welker declared. “Despite everything that’s happened between you and I already, I can’t put my livelihood in jeopardy by succumbing to your wish for me to engage in sexual activity with a pair of my students.”
“Former students technically,” I reminded the blushing, blond-haired beauty standing in front of me. “And just for your information, Laura and I decided to engage in mutual masturbation as our way of testing out being intimate with another girl. Naked of course. In a bathtub no less. But things wound up progressing even further from there. We finished ourselves off for the night by playing with each other’s pussy instead of just our own. And to the point of making one another cum for the third time each on the evening in question. Almost at the exact same time as well. Which we wanted to ask you about in fact. We never actually penetrated one another so what do you think? Are we both still technically virgins or not?”
And based on the look on her face I could tell that Miss Welker was obviously aroused by my little tale. Which had been part of my reason for telling it to her in the first place of course. Either way, after a bit of silence on her end, “If what you just said is true, you two are definitely not virgins anymore,” Miss Welker decided. “At least not same-sex virgins anyway.”
With a smirk, “Jealous?” I asked.
Although without much conviction in her voice, “Not in the least,” Miss Welker replied. “But I at least congratulate you on acting on those certain feelings of yours with a girl as pretty as Laura truly is.”
Then in a flash of inspiration, “Rent a hotel room for yourself some night in the not to distant future,” I offered. “Somewhere nearby but maybe in a different town so no one would be able to identify any of us three. Then me and pretty Laura can swing by later that evening so we can make your fantasy come true in relative safety.”
And although Miss Welker initially shook her head ‘no’ at my suggestion, she seemed to ponder the matter over for a bit before, “And what if the staff at that hotel saw you two sneaking into my room after I had checked in?” she asked. “The cops would surely be called if there was any suspicion that I was a teacher using that room to hook up with two of the students where I work.”
In another flash of inspiration, “Just explain at the front desk that you’re on a mini staycation and two of your nieces might be swinging by later to chill for a while with their aunt,” I offered. “That seems plausible right?”
“And what about your parents?” Miss Welker asked. “And Laura’s parents too? I suppose you’ve got a plan for throwing them off the trail as well.”
“Rent that room on either a Friday or Saturday night,” I decided. “Then me and Laura can make plans to go see a movie together that evening. Or so we’ll be explaining to our parents anyway. So long as we’re both back home by midnight, I don’t see any reason that our night out would raise any suspicions.”
After another pause on her end, “How about this instead?” Miss Welker countered. “Why don’t we wait until after the school year is over before maybe doing something like you just suggested. I would certainly be in a lot less trouble should we three still somehow get caught if you and Laura had already graduated from here.”
But I had already decided on something by then. “Nah,” I declared. “Its going to make for a much hotter story on Literotica if Laura and I are still students here at Small Town High whenever I get around to writing about this adventure of ours. I have to do it afterall seeing how it was a story you read on there that was responsible for your becoming bi-curious in the first place.”
“Absolutely not!” Miss Welker almost shrieked. “You can’t make any of this public!”
“Relax,” I replied. “I won’t use any of our real names of course. And I’ll also make sure not to include any other details that might be incriminating either.”
After pondering the matter further for a bit, “I would insist on proofreading your story first before you post it,” Miss Welker decided. “And it would also be for the best for you to dummy up a fake profile, if not have someone else with a pre-existing profile post it under their name instead.”
(And now, dear reader, you have a better understanding of how exactly how this document came to be published on here in the first place. I’m just sorry that it took me five years until I finally found the time to write this story. My college years were rather hectic as you can imagine.)
But understandably so, Miss Welker still seemed hesitant about actually following through with what we had just decided upon. So I then explained all about how Laura and I had each dreamed up a fantasy sequence for the other to masturbate to while laying together in that tub and, also, gave her a brief recap of what those fantasies had entailed.
All of which Miss Welker listened to with rapt attention until I was finished. Then she declared, “You two have some nerve getting yourselves off like that to thoughts involving your fellow classmates engaging in such behavior without even knowing if any of them might be bi-curious themselves.”
“Say that reminds me,” I replied. “Laura and I wanted to ask you also which one of those fantasy sequences do you feel is the more naughty of the two?”
“Both equally,” Miss Welker shot back. “And not so much naughty as just plain wrong instead.”
Yet nearly certain that I had just aroused Miss Welker in a certain specific way, I then leaned in close and whispered in her ear, “You mean wrong like the way you’re wet right now after listening to everything I just told you about?”
And much to my utter delight, “Is it really that obvious to you?” Miss Welker whispered back in response.
I then went for the kill when I pulled back away and said, “Picture this. Imagine me and Laura having a repeat performance of what we did together in that tub. Only doing so in a hotel room bed with you standing there bedside and watching it all take place. Now wouldn’t something of the sort meet your criteria of being seduced like that one certain bridesmaid was in that story you read on Literotica?”
With her face fully flush by that point, “Damn you and Laura both,” Miss Welker replied. “But I’d be lying if I said that I’m not in total agreement with her about this being a once in a lifetime opportunity for all three of us. So it looks like your make-believe aunt will be taking that mini staycation here shortly afterall. I’ll keep you posted.”
And I was grinning from ear to ear when Miss Welker spun on her heels at that and made her way off.
So I called Laura later that night and gave her a recap of my little parking lot powwow with Miss Welker and…
“Holy fuck!” she exclaimed. “It’s really happening, isn’t it?!”
“Unless she decides to chicken out on us,” I replied. “But I don’t see that happening honestly.”
“Well I’ll do my part to help now that you’ve done most of the heavy lifting for us both,” Laura vowed.
And boy did she ever!
THREE. (PART TWO)
About a week later I was finishing up with my homework around ten o’clock on a school night when Laura gave me a call. Already dressed for bed by then in just an oversized t-shirt and pair of panties, I answered my cell and took a seat on my bed and listened as Laura explained about how…
“So I swung by Miss Welker’s classroom about twenty minutes after classes let out today. And you should have seen the look on her face when she caught sight of me walking in on her like that! But I just laughed and made my way over to where she was sitting at her desk and told her that it didn’t seem right that she only has a hot video of you and not me too on her phone by now.”
Absolutely thrilled with Laura’s decision to follow my lead with things, “Go on,” I replied.
“So without any hesitation on her part,” Laura continued, “Miss Welker bolted upright from her chair and practically ran to the door and shut it before she went into her purse and grabbed her phone. But before anything else, I told her to unbutton the blouse she was wearing today so I could check out her big boobs covered by only just a bra. And also to see if I would be able to capture the attention of her nipples within it’s fabric to check out for myself just how big they can get when fully aroused.”
Feeling how my own pair of nipples were suddenly peaking themselves in excitement, “Please continue,” I said.
So yeah,” Laura continued, “Miss Welker then did as I asked and opened up her shirt and, man oh man, those tits of hers sure are a sight to behold even when she’s showing them off in just a bra, huh? My God they must look incredible when laid completely bare!”
Stretching myself out on my back atop of my covers, “Tell me about it,” I replied. “I can’t wait to see them in the flesh. So what happened then?”
“Well once Miss Welker was standing there with her blouse hanging open,” Laura continued, “I let her start shooting her video of me first taking off my shirt and then also my bra as I got completely topless in front of her. I guess I just liked the idea of flaunting for her to see that I’ve got a pretty nice rack too myself.”
“Hell yeah you do sweetie,” I replied. “Not many skinny eighteen-year-olds are blessed with a full pair of C-cups like you are. So what happened next?”
“Well after Miss Welker paid my breasts too many compliments for me to count while filming me standing there topless,” Laura continued, “I then started bouncing up and down on the balls of my feet like I did in front of you in that bathroom a couple of weeks ago. And I don’t even care that Miss Welker now has a video of me on her phone with my face in view and everything while I was there in her classroom with my tits on full display and making them hop all around like crazy out in front of my body.”
As my own pair of nipples had since grown fully erect at the mental image of all Laura had just described, “And I’ll bet that did the trick,” I said. “You got to see what you wanted while doing all of that bouncing for Miss Welker, correct?”
“You know it!” Laura continued. “And boy were you right about those nipples of hers. They truly can grow to about the size of marbles when something really turns her on! All I had to do was make my boobs do all of that bouncing around for maybe a minute or two before that certain transformation took place inside of her bra.”
By then also a bit wet in addition to my nipples remaining in a state of maxed out arousal, “And what happened next?” I implored.
With a laugh, “God I’m such a tease,” Laura replied. “I’m not sure what else Miss Welker was expecting but l then brought my show to an end right then and there and told her that if she wants to see more, she needs to rent that hotel room like you suggested. And less than a minute later I was fully dressed once again and, with Miss Welker in a rush to re-button her blouse after setting aside her phone, I was making my exit from her classroom without another word spoken between us.”
So I guess brunettes too can be just as evil as us redheads sometimes!
“Laura,” I then admitted. “Hearing all of that just got me so fucking horny.”
“Oh yeah?” she cooed out in reply. “Glad to hear it. And I take it that you’re alone right now?”
“Mmm hmm,” I intoned. “In bed in my PJ’s.”
“Nice,” she replied. “Now take them off for me please. Just like I’m now laying in my bed too and removing my PJ’s as well.”
Realizing then that I was right on the cusp of having my first ever phone sex experience (And with another girl no less!) I did as Laura said while listening to the unmistakable sounds of her too shedding off her clothing.
Then once I was laying there on my bed in the nude and certain that Laura was laying naked in her bed as well, “What now?” I asked. “Should we take turns with having another story-time session like we did in that tub a little while back?”
“You just read my mind,” Laura sung back in reply. “So how about letting me help you to get off first since you’re so amped up already. Just tell me what you want to hear me talk about now to spur you into action.”
And that was a no-brainer for me. Already using my free hand to tease my fully erect pair of nipples, “Take me back to the locker room where I’ve just caught my teammates Susan and Michelle laying on the floor together with their panties already removed and their skirts hiked way up high while trying to penetrate their pussies with their racket handles. Only now let me hear another version of how things might go between us three in that situation.”
After letting out a coo of approval at that, “Let’s see then you kinky girl,” Laura began. “Once those two have frozen in place after you’ve caught them like that with their handles still merely poised at the ready, why not show them how much you approve of what you’re seeing by going to your knees between where they’re laying and strip off the rest of their clothing for them yourself. And while doing so, if you wish, you can simply explain that such is your prerogative as their team captain.”
Then as I shut my eyes and spread apart my legs and moved my free hand’s middle finger to my pussy and began petting my clitoral sheath to get the attention of my little lady button within, “Oh fuck yeah,” I moaned out. “And they wouldn’t even be able to resist me doing so either. Not after I had just caught them both in such a compromising position.”
“So true,” Laura continued. “Then after you’ve rid them both of all of their clothing, you can stand back up and remove some of your clothes as well. But be a bit of a tease yourself and strip down to just your bra and panties at first. No sense in letting them see any more of your body until things have progressed a little further with them.”
By then with my clit making it’s presence known within it’s little abode, “I want you to know that I’m playing with my kitty for you right now Laura,” I confessed. “And God I love the thought of standing there in my underwear while looking down at Susan and Michelle laying naked at my feet with their racket handles still poised at the ready.”
“And I’m just teasing my nipples over here right now honey,” Laura let me know in response. “But as for Susan and Michelle, remember how you and I switched hands at the end of our bathtub session together? Well maybe you should suggest something similar to those two teammates of yours, captain. Tell them to just forget about trying to prove how tight they both are and, instead, instruct them to grab hold of the other one’s racket and push and push until they’ve both made each other take the ends of those handles up their twats.”
As my clit’s swollen little node had since escaped from it’s sheath, I then began rubbing the pad of my middle finger against it’s newly exposed flesh and, “Once Susan and Michelle are both screaming in pleasure at the sensation of having their pussies being tore so wide open like that,” I huffed out, “I would need to reward them for following my instructions so well by then removing also my bra and panties for them.”
“And make sure to turn around after you’ve gotten yourself naked to show them both your beautiful mane of red hair in combination with that killer tushy of yours,” Laura continued. “Then be a dear and spur them on even more by putting some movement through your hips to make your ass do a dance for their viewing pleasure. And turn your head around while doing so to see how the sight of you shaking your money-maker for their enjoyment has inspired them to both shove maybe even a full three inches worth of racket handle apiece up inside each other’s tight little eighteen-year-old pussy.”
And before I could reply, a batch of my certain juices burst forth from my vagina as, “Oh Laura!” I called out. “I’m cumming for you Laura!”
After letting out a moan of delight at that, “Good girl,” Laura purred. “Now be a dear and keep right on playing with your kitty for me. I want to hear you cum at least one more time before you need worry about helping me to get off instead.”
One hundred percent onboard with Laura’s plan, “Not a problem at all sweetheart,” I replied. “I’ll just continue laying here with my finger working on my clit while you’re doing your best to keep me turned on.”
“You mean that little clit of yours that I so enjoyed playing with myself not too long ago now?” Laura purred out in response. “I remember her well. She and I got along great as I recall. Either way though, hold on tight, things are about to take a turn you might not be expecting.”
Still busy with petting my swollen little sexual appendage with the pad of my middle finger while my eyes remained shut, “Do your worst,” I encouraged Laura. “I’m sure that I’ll enjoy wherever you might see fit to take this story of yours.”
And still while playing with her nipples I was certain, “Inspired along to the sight of you shaking your bare ass all around for their viewing pleasure,” Laura continued, “Picture Susan and Michelle then actually fucking each other with those racket handles to the point of it making one another orgasm. Maybe Susan first but then also Michelle shortly thereafter. Both of them howling out in ecstasy as their pussies are made to squirt nice and hard around those big thick handles stuck deep inside those tight little holes of theirs”
While doing my best to visualize that very scene, “Oh hell yeah,” I huffed out. “That was only what I was hoping for all along after encouraging them to take hold of the other one’s racket in the first place.”
“But of course,” Laura continued. “And once they’ve then tore those racket handles out of their snug little cunts, their attention turns in-tandem squarely on you.”
Although loving that idea very much, “Uh oh,” I replied. “Why do I have the feeling that they’re not going to be satisfied with me then merely trying to fill my pussy too with a racket handle in return for them to see?”
“Because the look of pure lust in both of their eyes tells you otherwise,” Laura continued. “And before you know it, Susan and Michelle are on their feet and moving towards you and grabbing hold of your body. Then they work together to guide you down to the floor on your back where you know it’s their goal to keep you pinned down and at their disposal for as long as they might wish. You may still be their captain but things have changed after you made them fuck one another in-tandem with something so damn big and thick.”
Again petting my clit with a bit more speed by then, “And plus there’s two of them and only one of me,” I huffed out. “And although I might try physically resisting their attempt to keep me restrained down there on the floor, I’m only doing so just to see how serious they are about taking me with force.”
Obviously enamored with that response of mine, “Then Michelle moves to stand and straddle herself directly over your body while facing down the length of your legs,” Laura continued. “But just when you think she’s simply going to plop herself down on your tummy, she instead takes a couple of steps backwards and straddles your head instead before finally taking her seat. So good luck trying to get away then with Michelle’s entire nether region pressed down hard on your face. And that’s when Susan throws open your legs and kneels herself down between your thighs before pressing the end of her racket handle flush to where your womanhood is split down the middle.”
Unable to refrain from stroking my clit with plenty more force than before to the thought of all of which, “Holy fuck,” I huffed out. “And to think it was me who was in control of everything only a short time earlier. But certainly not by then with Susan teasing the entrance to my vagina with something so fucking big while Michelle is sitting on my face.”
“And can you feel that?” Laura continued. “Can you feel Michelle gyrating all around where she’s decided to take her seat? Can you feel her pussy being rubbed with force all up and down your pretty face? And can you feel it too how she’s also rubbing her ass right there as well? Even making sure at times to cram your whole face up between it’s cheeks. All but owning you by then as Susan is watching and still teasing your pussy with the end of that racket handle.”
Picturing all of which in my mind, there was nothing I could do to keep my pussy from going squirt once again. And while I felt my certain juices being expelled from just below the place where I was still stroking my clit with plenty of force, “Oh fuck Laura!” I cried out. “You just made me cum so fucking hard!”
Then after calling me both a “good girl” and “bad girl” for having gotten myself off to the scenario she had just described, “Now let’s finish you off for the night by making you cum one final time for me before we switch roles,” Laura suggested. “But tell me something first. What’s the most amount of fingers you’ve ever shoved at once up inside of your pussy?”
And it was nothing but the truth when, “Only two,” I replied. “I’ve yet to have a cock penetrate me before so, you know, two fingers still fills me up pretty full.”
Moaning out a call of approval at which, “And likewise myself for everything you just said too,” Laura let me know. (Which I absolutely loved hearing about of course.) “But do me a favor and try for three fingers at once right now. I know a tennis racket handle is even bigger around than three of your fingers pushed together but, still, I want you to pry yourself open even wider than you’ve ever done so before while listening to the rest of my story.”
Barely above a whisper and still with my eyes remaining shut, “Only on one condition,” I replied. “Keep it nice and dirty while bringing your story to a close.”
Obviously knowing what I meant by that, “Let out your tongue and start licking absolutely everything that Michelle is putting within it’s reach,” Laura purred. “And do it while Susan is taking possession of your twat with that nice thick handle.”
Nor did I have to tell Laura what I began doing at that. All of the moaning and groaning I was doing in response was enough to let her know that I had since abandoned my clit and was, instead, pressing my three middle fingers together and pushing them slowly as one inside of my (by then) absolutely soaking wet pussy.
“There you go honey,” Laura then cooed in response. “That’s Susan down there filling your vagina full with that racket handle. And don’t be shy about giving Michelle’s pussy a bath with your tongue while your womanhood is being stretched so wide open. Listen to her calling out cries of sheer rapture with every lick that you inflict upon the flesh of her labia. And listen to her cry out even louder with every flick of your tongue’s tip against her precious little clit.”
By then with my certain three fingers already buried at least halfway inside of my pussy and sliding in even further still, as that was indeed the most I had ever had my womanhood stretched open before, all I could do in response was eke out moans of approval to all Laura was saying.
“Mmm hmm,” she purred back in response. “And I know you must be hesitant about still working your magic with your tongue once Michelle has shifted her position a bit to again cram your face up between her ass-cheeks. But give her what she obviously wants and press your tongue’s tip to the place where everything comes together up in there and… Say. Did you hear that? Did you hear how Michelle just howled out like a woman possessed at the sensation of your tongue making contact with her certain little sphincter? You can’t stop now after that! Not after learning how it’s driving her absolutely crazy to have your tongue at play up in there. So keep on giving Michelle what she wants and lick out her ass for her Sally.”
Both in response to then filling my pussy with the full length of my certain three fingers and, also, in response to the thought of what Laura had just described, “Oh fuck,” I huffed out. “Oh fuck.”
“I know,” Laura continued. “Seems like Michelle is loving even more the sensation of having your tongue teasing her backdoor hole than when you were instead licking her pussy. And you know what? It’s making Susan so jealous seeing and hearing what you’re doing to Michelle that she demands a switch so she can experience the same thing for herself.”
By then fucking myself slowly with those three fingers of mine, and also by then completely lost within that fantasy sequence which Laura was putting into my head, “Go ahead and do it girls,” I managed to eke out. “Switch so I can show Susan too just how dirty of a girl I can truly be.”
With a coo of approval, “So it’s now Michelle having at your pussy with that racket handle after Susan instead has taken a seat upon your face,” Laura continued. “And even though Susan calls out almost nonstop in enjoyment when, at least at first, you’re directing your tongue against her pussy, just like with Michelle, it absolutely drives her up the wall to the point of making her wail like a banshee when you instead start licking out her ass like a dirty little slut. And don’t be surprised when she starts fingering her clit to the point of it making her cum at the sensation of you giving oral pleasure to the puckered shut entrance of her asshole.”
I can’t even describe the orgasm I gave myself at that. I swear it was even more intense than the one Laura had given me in-person a couple of weeks earlier. And even more intense also than the fifth one in a row I had given myself on the day, months earlier, when I had bested my personal record of four. I howled out like a hyena for Laura to hear as my certain juices were made to gush and gush around my three fingers still filling my cunt nice and full. And my entire body experienced something of a mini seizure the whole time I was riding out that orgasm of mine which Laura was still mostly responsible for.
And speaking of Laura, much to her credit, she remained silent for a bit as I fought to regain my breath in the wake of that my night’s third orgasm. Then it wasn’t until I had finally extracted my fingers from my pussy and somewhat recovered from everything which I had just put myself through when…
“I’m laying here teasing my clit right now Laura,” she let me know. “I just can’t help it after hearing how amazingly sexy you sound when masturbating yourself to completion.”
Still breathing a bit heavy in the wake of having just given myself my most intense orgasm yet to date, “Now it’s my turn to help get you off instead,” I offered. “And hopefully just as many times and just as thoroughly as I just did myself thanks to you. So pick whatever topic you would like for to me speak to you about please.”
And I wasn’t surprised in the least when, “You know what I want to hear about sweetie,” Laura replied. “Take me back to that slumber party where us twelve Senior Year cheerleaders wound up engaging in an orgy together. But pick things up when we’ve all just made our exit from our sleeping bags together in the nude after cumming one by one in the dark for everyone present to hear. And feel free to make things just as dirty, if not more-so if you’d like, as things got towards the end of that story I just shared with you.”
Realizing just how high Laura had set the bar with her little tale, I collected my thoughts for a bit and began my tale with…
“Surely none of you would be feeling any inhibitions by that point thanks to it being pitch dark at the time and, also, thanks to the way none of you had been able to refrain from getting yourselves off and calling out in pleasure at the moment of your release. So picture yourself embracing then making out with whichever fellow cheerleader you happen to first stumble into there in the dark. Like down on the floor with you both rolling around together and taking turns with being the one on top. And with both of your pairs of bare breasts pressed together at the same time too. And with neither of you caring one single bit who exactly you’ve found for a partner even when, still while kissing like actual lovers with your tongues exploring one another’s mouth, you both start using your hands to fondle one another’s bare ass.”
With a moan of delight at that, “Damn it Sally,” Laura huffed out. “You’ve really got me rubbing my little clitty nice and hard right now. That’s so hot the thought of me making out with one of my fellow cheerleaders like that without either of us knowing or even caring who exactly we’ve paired up with.”
Simply glad that I had managed to start things off in a way that Laura was clearly enjoying, “And like everyone else present at that slumber party,” I continued, “I can’t imagine that you would feel the need to stay with any one kissing partner for more than a couple of minutes at most. So imagine yourself pairing off with multiple fellow cheerleaders, one by one, for more and more of those hot girl-on-girl make out sessions. And imagine getting to feel so many different pairs of bare breasts being pressed against your pair of C-cups while it was happening. And imagine too getting to rub your hands all over so many different asses at the same time too. And also imagine getting to experience so many different kissing techniques every time you’ve paired off with someone new.”
Breathing a bit heavy by then, “God this is really doing it for me Sally” Laura huffed out. “Please don’t stop.”
Loving very much the thought of Laura unable to refrain from masturbating to those thoughts I was putting into her head, “With everyone present having long since lost any semblance of self-consciousness,” I continued, “I can’t imagine that it would be long before you would all gather together in one large group down there on the floor. So imagine suddenly finding yourself, there in the dark, in a pile made out of all twelve of you girls’ naked bodies where, at least at first, you’re all just gyrating all around together in a quivering mass of tits and asses and pussies and faces and arms and legs and hair and you name it. And there’s also so much random groping going on in that pile that it’s just unreal. Take right now for example. Someone’s hand is all over your ass while someone else is pulling on your hair while two someone else’s are both feeling up your tits. But that’s okay though since you’re currently using one of your hands to play with someone’s nipples while using your other hand to cop a feel between someone else’s thighs.”
Having since called out a grunt of obvious satisfaction by then, “Oh shit Sally!” Laura barked out. “I just made myself cum! And nice and hard too! Fuck you’re so amazing at this!”
And although nothing but pleased with myself, “I was taught well by an absolute master at this named Laura,” I purred out in response. “She’s this hot cheerleader chick who no one but me knows has a secret kinky side to her personality.”
“Takes one to know one Sally,” she purred back in response. “Now please keep going and make me cum again you kinky ginger.”
Intent on doing just that, “And you keep on showing that sweet little clitty of yours who’s boss to the thought of this,” I continued. “It isn’t long before all of you girls in that pile are no longer satisfied with only using your hands to explore one another’s naked bodies. Soon you’re all using your mouths for that purpose as well. Like whoever that is sucking on one of your nipples right now. And like whoever else that is running her tongue up and down the length of one of your legs. And like whoever else that happens to be kissing your bare bottom over and over. All while you’re using your mouth to give oral pleasure to whoever’s pussy that is pressed against your face. And lucky girl, someone else just started going down on you as well.”
Just as clearly lost in that fantasy sequence of mine as I had been lost inside of hers a bit earlier, “And all of us surely moaning out in pleasure at the sensation of all our hands working in-tandem with all of our mouths to explore each other’s bodies in unison together,” Laura huffed out.
“That’s right,” I continued. “It’s now a symphony of sex sounds filling that basement which is only encouraging everyone present to continue shedding all of your inhibitions together. And speaking of which, someone in that pile just wedged her face firm between your ass-cheeks and let out her tongue to start lapping at the entrance to your certain hole up in there. Which of course only inspires you to also find someone’s ass with your face so you can experience being on the giving end of that certain act while also remaining on the receiving end at the same time too. And from there it isn’t long before everyone present has committed that certain act on at least one other among your number. Each of you testing out how it feels to tongue-tease someone else’s little sphincter while you’re all still rolling around together in a quivering mass and using your hands to grope at whatever random body parts happen to come within their reach.”
By then breathing even heavier than before, “Oh my God,” Laura huffed out. “How could any of us resist that temptation by then? We might as well be as depraved as possible if we’re all fine with engaging in a lesbian orgy in the first place afterall.”
Recalling then how Laura had encouraged me to make my story even dirtier than hers if I wished, “Whoever that is lapping at your backdoor hole right now,” I continued, “Did you feel how she just made her tongue go all nice and rigid before giving it a push? I bet you weren’t expecting that! You were hoping for it though, weren’t you? Of course you were you kinky girl. To have your asshole actually penetrated like that by another girl’s warm and wet tongue I mean.”
With a moan of obvious approval at that, “Thank God the lights are still off down there,” Laura moaned out. “Whoever just did that to me surely wouldn’t have felt emboldened enough to do so otherwise. Then I wouldn’t have got to experience just how fucking tawdry something like that must feel like.”
Unable to help myself, “And you know you want to do it honey,” I continued. “Whoever that is who just wedged your face up between her ass-cheeks, don’t simply be a tease when your tongue finds her certain sphincter up in there but, maybe after just a little bit of teasing like that perhaps, give her what you know she wants too and ram your tongue nice and deep up that backdoor hole of hers and make her squeal out in delight at that sensation. You know. Like you’re already squealing out in delight yourself to the sensation of whoever else that is doing the exact same thing to you right now.”
After crying out a yelp of euphoria at that, “Fuck!” Laura exclaimed. “I just made myself cum again! And even harder than that first one of mine!”
Absolutely in heaven that Laura had gotten herself off to that scene I had just described, I waited a bit for her to recover from that her night’s second orgasm before I said…
“And now let’s see if I can make you cum once more for me tonight just like you made me cum three times in a row too. But first I want you to do as you made me do also and cram three of your fingers up inside of your tight little cunt.”
With a moan of approval, “I was hoping you would suggest that,” Laura replied. “Hold on. I’m working on that now for you sweetie.”
I then listened to the sounds of Laura groaning out loud in response to doing as I had just said. And God did I love knowing that she was thus working to stretch her pussy wider open than it had ever been stretched open before.
“There you go my kinky girl,” I then continued. “And now with whoever’s tongue still doing some exploring around up inside your snug little asshole, someone else just snaked her tongue up inside of your soaking wet pussy at the same time too. And guess what else? Whoever that is making sure to keep your face wedged up between her ass-cheeks, someone else is now tongue-fucking her pussy in-tandem with you tongue-fucking her asshole. And it’s obvious to you by then that all twelve of you very naughty cheerleaders are each licking out either someone else’s cunt or rectum all together as a group. And it isn’t long until you all start to switch around positions every so often as well to explore as many different cunts and rectums with your tongues as all of you can manage. And of course you love it best whenever you happen to have both of your holes being filled full of tongue at the exact same time.”
Positive that Laura was actually fucking herself with those three fingers of hers by then thanks to the noises that I could hear her making, “You know what Sally?” she still managed to eke out. “I wouldn’t even mind by that point if someone decided to turn on the lights there in that basement. And I might even take a little break with my certain actions and call out that suggestion myself to see what everyone’s reaction might be.”
Also loving the thought of which myself, “As if any of those others would give a fuck by then either,” I pronounced. “In fact, with everyone’s inhibitions surely in negative territory by then, I’m willing to bet that your suggestion would be met with eleven different voices all calling out nothing but approval to that very idea. So go ahead and get up and hit the lights yourself and… Holy fuck! Look at that Laura! Look at all your fellow hot cheerleader chicks still piled together naked down on the floor and having since resumed with tongue-fucking whoever’s anus or pussy they damn well please. And look how they all seem to be doing so with reckless abandon even then while knowing who exactly was doing what exactly to whoever else. And if anything, they all seem to you like they’re having at one another as such with even more ferocity than you thought was happening when the lights were still off. Just don’t wait too long until you jump back into that pile yourself. They’re all waiting for you afterall. Waiting for your tongue to resume with working it’s certain magic on all of their cunts and assholes. And waiting to resume returning that certain favor on your cunt and asshole with all of their tongues as well.”
Just then Laura began screaming in ecstasy and, “Cumming!” she wailed like a banshee. “Cumming! So! Fucking! Hard! Sally!”
Then after waiting for a bit for Laura to recover at least somewhat from that her night’s third separate orgasm, “I think we just stumbled into something that you and I need to try on Miss Welker in that hotel room,” I suggested. “How do you think she might react to us two kinky girls licking out both of her certain holes at the exact same time together?”
Still huffing and puffing in response to having just made herself cum multiple times within only a matter of mere minutes, “Not sure,” Laura managed to huff out. “But I can’t wait to find out.”
And neither could I.