Chapter 5 - Pre-class sexiness

This minichapter sat in my Blog for an enormous length of time before I realized I could post it because it was finished. 


Melissa was constantly thinking.

Mmmm, so fine.

Melissa walked down the school hallway to her next class (Physics). Her teacher was a very knowledgeable but fairly ugly old guy, and it was one of the classes she enjoyed more because she should actually focus. 

Subtracting from her focus was Jessica Nox, who was walking beside her. That sexy bitch might have been better-looking than anyone else in the school. Even thirty seconds after cleaning up with Cielle, sex was on her mind. Constantly thinking.

Lots of lovely asses and thighs for me to mentally strip. Whoops, haha! Your cameltoe is showing, Tracy! I swear, some of the girls here, it'd be better if they were naked.

She brought a hand up to her face.

Well, I'd like it that way anyway.

She waved to Mr. Carlson, the Physics teacher in the hall. He was having a chat with the Math sub with big tits and kind of ignored her.

They arrived at the Physics classroom. Next door was Biology, and something stunk to high heaven- probably a preservant like formaldehyde. The Bio kids would be cutting something open for dissection, probably pigs. Because of this errant odour, Mr. Carlson had turned the classroom fume hood on.

The room was still nearly empty of students, but they sat down next to each other in the blue chairs at the back of the Physics room and took out their notes.

This is a little odd. I've never had Jessica sit next to me before

Jessica stretched her hands up in the air with a big fake yawn before slapping them down on the table again. She turned to Melissa and flashed her a grin. With a long drawl, she made a curious greeting.

"Hhhiii."

Melissa turned her head, feeling a little wierded-out. "Hey"

Jessica giggled and put her hand on Melissa's thigh. "Hey, girlfrien'! I've been hearing some things about you I really like!"

"Uh. Like what?"

"Like you're a hyper-lesbian nymphomaniac sexfreak who'll do any girl who moves."

FUCK!

Melissa jerked back and pushed the hand off her knee. In a panic, She grabbed her papers, stood up, and ran to sit at the front of the class.

"Doing any girl who moves" cut far too close. Had her incest been found out? Who would have leaked it?

The rest of Physics passed relatively peacefully, with Melissa feeling her pussy moisten as she thought about what could have been between her and Jessica Nox. As the bell rang for lunch, she turned around to get a look at her. Jessica was licking her fingers in the classic symbolism for eating someone out.

Melissa got the hell out of there.

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70 Minutes Earlier

Cielle ran as hard as she could for the Gymnasium, her greatcoat flapping with the movement. As a strongly-built young woman, she had decided to join the volleyball team. She'd have to get there and get changed in time for the bell.

She ran into the spacious orange-colored gym and saw a few people already stretching. Ducking inside the changing rooms, she took off her coat and hung it on the wall hanger. She peeled off her white shirt and threw it into a corner before removing her skirt and underwear as well.

She sprinted into the bathroom, finding it empty of other users. She turned the knob.

The hot water of a good shower splatted her in the face. The feeling mimicked her morning with Melissa, and she felt her pussy moisten traitorously. Then, she felt her breasts being taken hold of as a silver tongue graced her ears.

"Aaah, my little flower. How are you today?" Cielle groaned and said a simple "Good. How are you... Master..." The hands squeezed a little, flattening her large chest against her torso. "Just fine, lover. Now let's get you squeaky clean."

A hand reached for the soap on the shelf as the other started to work at her sore breasts. Cielle placed her hands on her girlfriend's. "Hey... Leanna... Can we not do this today? We're running late."

The hands stopped moving, stopped the pleasure.

Suddenly, a thought came to mind.

"I mean... We can do it later. In the bathroom. At lunch."

Cielle felt a mouth nip at her ear. "Absolutely."

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