"Come this way," Ellie Reese said to her friend, Sally Lewis, as she led her down the narrow school corridor.
Sally could feel her whole body trembling with a combination of excitement, anticipation, and even a little bit of fear. For she knew that this was the day she was to become a member of the Midtown High School Girls' Sorority, a secret organization that most girls learned about in their freshman year.
Now that Sally was a senior, it was her time to get involved. She had been working in all kinds of school activities throughout her first two years at the school, with the hopes that someone would notice all the work she had done, and ask her to become a member of the sorority. After all, members could only become so by special invitations.
As they reached the end of the corridor, Ellie opened a closet door. Sally knew practically the entire school by heart, and yet, she had never been in this closet. She was shocked when she saw that there was a staircase inside, leading upstairs, and even more shocked when Ellie started to walk up.
She followed, and as she did, she felt a tingling in her pussy. When she was excited, things like that always happened. And today was a special day that was following an even more special day, for it was only yesterday that Sally had let her boyfriend, Brad Lewis, fuck her for the first time.
She knew that some of her pussy wetness was due to her thoughts of Brad's fine, hard cock, sliding in and out of her wet spasming pussy and causing her to feel passions she had only dreamed of before, but never felt.
At the top of the stairs was the last door, and as Ellie was opening it, she turned to Sally and started to smile.
"Remember, you must do whatever you're told to do, otherwise you won't be allowed in. Remember, too, that nothing can be too bad."
Ellie opened the door slowly and ushered Sally in. As soon as she was inside, the door was slammed closed behind her, and Sally was pushed forward. She fell on her knees, and as she raised her head, she looked up.
There was Miss Verna Shelley, her spinster English teacher, standing before her naked, with her legs spread and her fingers moving rapidly, in and out of her own pussy.
"Hello, Sally. I'm in charge of the sorority. There's only one simple thing you have to do to get in. Come on now, dear, lick me. Lick me....
CHAPTER ONE
Sally started to shake her head back and forth, and she could feel her whole body trembling even more. Only now, she knew what the reason for the shaking was.
Fear! She could feel it rushing through every fiber of her bones, and as she looked straight up, right into Miss Shelley's wet-looking pussy, she could start to even smell the familiar odor of cunt.
"What are you stalling for, Sally dear?" Miss Shelly asked, and she smiled.
Sally moved back a few feet, walking on her knees, and as she did, she could study the spinster teacher's entire naked body.
For some reason, Miss Shelly was much more alluring than Sally had ever imagined.
She could remember the first time she had ever seen the blonde woman walking the halls of the school, during her freshman year. She had thought that the woman looked a little weird. For it was easy to tell that she was quite beautiful, but she tended to wear clothes that made her look a little weird.
Miss Shelley had curly blonde hair, that she usually kept cut very short. She would usually wear frumpy looking clothing, that one would expect of a spinster teacher in her fifties or sixties, with long straight skirts, and blouses that hid her figure completely. The shoes that she would wear weren't any better.
And yet, now that she was naked, Sally could see that Miss Shelley really had the sensational figure of a woman in her thirties, which she was.
Her tits were large and rounded, with stiff red nipples that seemed to be perfectly centered on each creamy mound of flesh. Her belly was flat and white, and Sally noticed that she even had a perfectly shaped belly button.
Then, there was that raised blonde pussy mound and those red spread lips.
Yes, she was certainly a stunning woman, Sally had to admit to herself.
But that did not mean she was ready to go down on her and eat her pussy.
"Sally, I asked you a question," Miss Shelley said to her. "I wanted to know what you're waiting for. You want to become a member of the Midtown High School Sorority now, don't you? Why, I've heard you talking about it since you were a freshman."
"I do want to become a member," Sally said, and her voice was quivering. "But...."
"What?" Miss Shelley asked her.
Sally couldn't say anything. She just couldn't. For she knew how Miss Shelley felt about her boyfriend, Brad Lewis.
And the truth of the matter was, Sally just didn't think she could eat the woman's pussy, not only because it went against everything that she stood for, but even more, because she would have felt so unfaithful to Brad.
After all, she had been going with Brad ever since she was a junior, although she had been keeping her eyes on him ever since she was a sophomore.
She closed her eyes and started to think about Brad. The first time she had ever seen him was when he was trying out for the basketball team. She had been passing through the gymnasium on her way out to the track field, and had somehow gotten screwed up by walking through the boys' gymnasium rather than the girls'.
She had seen Brad in his gym shorts and sneakers, just as he was jumping up to make a shot. She had studied the fine contours of his chest, and as he raised his arms, she had seen the thick patch of black hair there. Then, she had noticed a drop of sweat running down the very middle of his chest, through the thin patch of hair there, right between his two brown nipples.
Sally had felt something for him then, but it wasn't until they were in the same Math class together, a term later, that he even noticed her. But then, it was only for some help with his homework, and also for some help when it came to taking the Math tests and letting him cheat off her paper.
But even then, he hadn't really noticed her as a girl, which is what she wanted him to see her as. All he cared about was using her to cheat from, and since she had been so enamoured with him for the past few months, she was more than willing.
It was during her Junior year that she decided she would join the cheerleaders, not only to get closer to Brad, but also, to have some good things on her record.
For she knew that you had to be actively involved to be asked to join the secret sorority, even that far back, and she thought that being a cheerleader was as active as she could possibly get herself to be.
Brad had noticed her the third game that their team played at home, mainly because she had been so enthusiastic to try and get him to notice her, that she had tripped in the middle of the cheerleader's most complicated cheer.
As she had walked back toward the benches, feeling so embarrassed and red in the face, he had walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek.
"That was really fine," he said, smiling at her. "Really fine. You made the cheer more interesting by falling. Usually they're dull as shit. Hey, don't I know you from somewhere? You look familiar."
"I used to sit in front of you in Math," she said, smiling.
He walked behind her and took a look at the back of her head, then started to stroke her soft, long blonde hair.
"Yeah, I remember now," he said, and he was laughing as he walked back in front of her. "Hey, why don't you let me take you out for a malted after the game?"
Sally had nodded silently, even though she felt like giving the biggest cheer of her life. As she had sat on the benches watching the Midtown High School wipe the floor with their opponents, she had felt the most incredible tingling in her pussy. She had known, even then, that it was because of Brad.
She watched him moving all over the court, and she was so amazed that he could be so fast and outwit the opponents with his fantastic moves. After the game, he had come up to her to tell her to wait for him while he changed.
As Sally looked at Miss Shelley's spread pussy again, she started to think of the first time she had ever dreamed of Brad's cock.
She knew that it was that day, when he had asked her out the first time. For as she was downstairs in the girls' locker room, getting changed with the other cheerleaders, she couldn't help but think of what it must have been like down in the boys' locker room where Brad and the other players must have been changing.
She could imagine Brad washing his thick black cock bush, and pulling on his dick at the same time while fantasizing about her.
However, nothing much had happened during their first date, as she remembered it. He had taken her for a vanilla malted, like he said he would, during which time they talked about school, and even a little bit about what they wanted to do when they graduated. Brad told her he wanted to get into some college on a basketball scholarship, which she thought must have been pretty hard to do.
After they had talked, he started to drive her home. Sally had felt a little bit upset about that, especially because she had been hoping that he would drive her somewhere where they could do some petting.
Even then she wasn't planning to let him go all the way with her, because she was planning to save herself for marriage. But she knew that she wouldn't have minded his playing with her tits, or even fingering her pussy, and possibly his letting her play with his cock, just so she would know what it was like.
"Well, goodnight," he had said, as he pulled up in front of her house.
Suddenly, she had done something that she had never done in her life, which involved being more forward than ever.
She had leaned over and kissed him hard on the lips, pressing her tongue into his mouth at the same time. As she was leaning forward, she moved her hand to his crotch and just gave his cock bulge a squeeze. She could tell from the short squeeze that he wasn't soft, nor was he fully hard, but rather, somewhere in-between.
Sally knew that one of the reasons he had asked her out again was because of what she had done, and the next invitation for a date came the next morning. He was sitting on the school steps, in front, when she arrived with her best friend Meg.
"I'd like to talk to Sally alone," he had said to Meg.
"Fine," the brown-haired girl had said, as she started to run up the stairs. But then, just as she was at the top, she turned and smiled. "But Sally, you watch out for that one. You never know what he's going to do with his hands, when he doesn't have a basketball in them, that is."
Sally had felt a little embarrassed, since she had been talking to Meg about Brad on the way to school. She didn't know how much Meg was giving away by saying what she had said, for Sally had told her on the way to school that at this time in her life, she still wanted to remain a virgin, although she would have given a little more thought to letting Brad do it to her.
All Brad wanted to know is if she was free that night, and when she told him she was, he said he'd pick her up at eight.
It was a Friday night, and they decided to go to a drive-in movie. Actually, as Sally recalled it, Brad was the one who had decided on the movie, and she knew that he wanted to go so he could try something with her.
As soon as they were parked, he started those familiar seductive moves.
He yawned, and in coming out of the yawn, his arm was around her shoulder. He started to scratch his leg with his other free hand, and in scratching his leg, he was touching hers, and soon, squeezing hers.
When he started to slide closer to her, moving his hand further up her leg at the same time, Sally had felt herself in a state of temporary panic. Basically, she knew, this was what she wanted, but in reality, she didn't know if she could go through with something like that right away, especially in a drive-in.
"Oh, Brad," she said, turning her head to talk to him.
However, her mouth was open at the time, and as she turned her head, he leaned forward and kissed her hard on the lips, the same way she had kissed him the night before. He pressed his tongue into her mouth, and she started to suck on it. But then, she realized that by doing what she was doing, he would get the wrong idea.
"Brad," she said, pulling back, "I'm not that kind of a girl. I'm not."
Suddenly, he pulled his arm away from her shoulder, and took his free hand off her leg. The expression on his face changed from one of loving passion to one of complete anger.
"You're a fucking cock-teaser, that's what you are," he said to her.
"What?" she asked, feeling herself near tears. "That's not true, Brad Weiss. That's not true, at all. I've never teased a cock in my life."
"You teased mine. Yesterday you give me a goodnight kiss that makes me think you're a hot-to-trot little bitch, but today you want no part of it. I don't get you, Sally Lewis. I don't get you one fucking bit."
"Brad, I like you a lot," she said. "The only reason I squeezed your dick last night was because I wanted you to ask me out again. But I'm not that kind of a girl."
"And what exactly does that mean?" he asked her, keeping both hands on the wheel.
"It means that I don't want to fuck anyone, yet," she said to him.
Brad moved his hand to the key and started the car. He was just about to put it into reverse so he could back out and leave the drive-in when she quickly added:
"But that doesn't mean I don't like to do other things, Brad."
She moved her hand back to his crotch and started to stroke his cock.
"Hey, Sally, I really don't get you at all," he said again.
"I don't want to fuck anyone yet. But that doesn't mean I couldn't get into a little sucking. I've never done it before, but I'd be more than willing."
As she said it, she could feel his cock stiffening in his pants. She continued to play with him roughly, until she felt him getting fully hard. Then, she reached into his pants and pulled him right out.
He had stopped the car by that time, right where they had been in the first place, and he was moaning nice and loud. She started to slide her hand up and down his thick shaft, and she thought of how proud it looked.
Then, she moved her mouth down to his cock. At the time, she didn't know what her reaction to dick was going to be. She could smell it strongly, however, and the smell was beginning to make her pussy tingle.
She moved her tongue to the tip of his cock and started to flick it back and forth. As she did, she could taste a drop of his come. She could also hear him moaning louder and louder, then, she heard him speak.
"Oh, Sally, do me a little favor and suck on it. Open your mouth and take my dick between your lips, deep in your mouth. Oh, deep, baby."
His cock looked so long, and Sally didn't know if she would be able to take it deep in her mouth. She was sure that if she tried to go all the way down on it so that her lips would be pressing against his balls and her nose would be buried in his thick black cock patch, she would probably gag on his dick.
But she could tell how much he wanted it, and she didn't want him to call her a cock-teaser again. So slowly, she started to move her wet, saliva ridden mouth right down his throbbing pleasure-pole.
As she did, she could feel something pulsating hard in his cock, and soon, she could feel his cock kind of penetrating her throat. She had no idea how she had managed to do what she was doing, keeping him in her throat and all, but she seemed to want him so much, that it didn't matter.
"Oh, Sally, baby," he had started to moan, and she felt him rubbing her ass through her pants. "That's so fucking nice, baby. You have a sensational mouth. Now start to move it up and down my shaft. Yeah, that's it."
She could taste a delicious flavor in her mouth as she began to move it up and down the entire eight inch length of his cock shaft, and while she was doing it, she could feel him pushing her pants down a little.
He started to slide his fingers toward her pussy, and soon, he was stroking her cunt through her white panties. When he slid his fingers into her panties and she felt his fingers sliding into her cunt, she also felt herself tightening up.
She knew why. She was beginning to feel so nice, and she feared that if he worked her up too much, she might lose hold of herself and decide to go all the way with him. So deep down, she was psychologically preventing herself from getting worked up.
Brad was smart enough to realize that, and he started to talk to her.
"Hey, Sally, I'm not going to try anything with you, okay? I just want your pussy to feel nice while you're sucking me. Maybe I'll eat it out later, too. But for now, I'm just going to let you suck my cock. Don't worry. I won't try to rape you."
As soon as he said that, it was almost like a miracle. Her cunt started to get so incredibly wet, and his fingers were sliding back and forth over her stiffened clit. She could feel her whole body tingling with pleasure the faster he worked her.
In a few more minutes, Sally started to realize something. He was sliding his fingers in and out of her pussy at a certain rate, and that seemed to be the same rate that he liked her to move her mouth up and down his cock shaft.
By following his movements, slowing down when he did, then speeding up when he did, she could feel him working his way toward orgasm faster and faster. In a few more minutes, she felt his cock starting to pulsate hard.
"Christ," he moaned, "I'm going to come, baby. I'm going to come. Here I come."
She felt his cream shooting into her mouth, and she was amazed at how warm it was. She loved the taste from the start, from the very first time she had tasted a drop of come at the tip of his cock when first flicking her tongue back and forth over it. But when she could taste a whole load of the cream in abundance, it was even better.
She started to suck him harder and harder, moving her hand to his low hanging balls so she could cup them and squeeze them.
As he was coming, he let his fingers rest in her pussy, but didn't seem to be wiggling her clit too much. Instead, it seemed as if he was only trying to concentrate on his own cock pleasures, and that bothered her.
But Brad, she was to learn a few seconds later, was not that selfish. He did want to feel his cock pleasures to the fullest, but he was still planning to make her moan with pleasure before the night was through.
After he had come, he rested for a few seconds, then started to kiss her hard on the lips. ' He moved his fingers to her blouse buttons and opened them slowly, then kissed his way down to each nipple.
He sucked on her red nipples for what seemed like an eternity. She loved it when she felt her red dots getting hard in his mouth, and when that happened, she could feel a most incredible pleasure shooting through her body. He started to flick her nipples back and forth with his tongue, too.
Then he stuck his tongue out and ran it all the way down her belly, through her blonde muff, and right between her pussy lips.
Sally was laying on the front seat on her back, by that time, and she wrapped her legs around his head and started to thrust her cunt back and forth against his eagerly sucking mouth, feeding him her pussy.
"Oh, Brad, I always knew it would be like this," she had moaned, and when she felt him sliding his two hands up to her tits and cupping each one, she felt herself explode.
Brad had loved the taste of her pussy cream, she could tell, just from the way he was sucking her out, and he was moaning just about as loud as she was. Sally hadn't realized that she was capable of multiple orgasms, until Brad kept licking her after the first intense, come-filled one.
For she had masturbated a few times at home before that first night with Brad and her oral sex experience, and she would always stop after one orgasm.
But he kept sucking her clit after that orgasm, and soon, she was exploding for a second time, feeding him even more cream than she had from her first orgasm.
Afterwards, they had sat up in the car, touching and fondling, as they watched whatever was left of the movie. They had missed most of it, and since they had gone to the late show, there was no way they could sit through it again.
"But shit, was it ever worth it," Sally had told Meggie the next day.
And after that night, she and Brad had started seeing each other all the time. They had become quite a thing around the school, and she knew that she was the envy of practically every girl who wanted Brad, and that seemed to be every girl in the school.
Sally looked up at Miss Shelley's spread pussy again, and she could see that the woman was starting to masturbate herself even faster. Miss Shelley was staring right down at her, and the pleased look that had been on her face when Sally had first been pushed into the secret room, was beginning to fade fast.
"Sally, I don't have all afternoon," Miss Shelley said to her. "Now you have been given an opportunity that not every girl is given."
"But Miss Shelley," Sally said, "Brad would...."
"Brad? Brad Weiss? Is that who you're talking about, Sally? Yes, I should have known. I know how close the two of you have been since last year. I've seen you walking around the halls, arm in arm. It's enough to make me puke. Look, I don't care what he would think. He'll never know. You won't tell him."
"But last night was ... well ... so special, and I don't know if ... "
Miss Shelley started to laugh, and as she did, Sally closed her eyes to try and fight off the tears she could feel getting ready to fall.
Last night had been so special, she knew, and when her eyes were closed, she started to think about it, hoping that the joys she remembered from that night would make all her tears disappear.
Brad had come to pick her up for their usual Thursday night date, and as he pulled up in front of her house and she ran to the car, she could see that he had a bigger smile on his face than usual.
"What's up?" she had asked him, and he looked down between his legs and smiled.
"That, among other things," he said, pleasantly. "And one other thing. You see, my parents had to go out of town this afternoon. My father's sister got very sick and they don't think she's going to make it out of the hospital. He wanted to be there, and my mother wanted to be there with him."
"Brad," she had said, getting ready to scold him, "your aunt is going to die, and you're sitting there with a big smile on your face because...."
"Remember I'm an only child," he said. "Figure it out."
She had stopped to think for a second, and suddenly, it had hit her. In a second, her smile was as bright as his was.
For she knew what they were going to do that night. They had, in fact, been talking about finally getting it on for the past few weeks, and Sally had been reluctant only because of one particular thing.
All their oral sexplay had taken place either in other friends' houses during parties, where they could sneak off into a bedroom, or in Brad's car, where more than seventy-five per cent of their sucking had taken place. But Sally had told him, straight out, that she would fuck him only in a real bed, where they wouldn't have to worry about being caught.
She pulled the door closed and Brad stepped all the way down on the gas pedal. The car went zooming down the streets, and when it came to a turn, she was sure they were going to end up on their side.
"Brad, I want to make it to my first fuck alive," she had said to him.
He had started to laugh, but then, he knew that she was right. He slowed down, and drove to his house so that they would make it there in one piece. As soon as they were in his house, he ran to get a bottle of liquor. Then, they both ran up to his room.
Brad started to roll some joints, and Sally was happy about that. She would have hated not to be super-high during her first fuck, for she was positive that she was going to need it to relax her.
They smoked a few joints, and between them finished about half a bottle of vodka. When they were both feeling relaxed enough, Brad leaned over and kissed her hard. Both of them started to strip each other then, with fumbling, nervous fingers working at buttons and zippers.
Sally felt as if it was her first time doing anything with him, even though she had been seeing him now for over a year. But this being their first fuck meant something special to her, and when she was totally naked, she took a step back.
"Why?" he asked her, a little puzzled, and a little pissed off.
"I just want to look at you first, and let you look at me," she said.
She studied his entire naked body, for it was, in fact, the first time that she had ever seen him completely naked, and standing up, too. She could see how his hard cock was bobbing up and down in the air, and how his low-hanging balls were bouncing up and down as he moved back and forth, looking uncomfortable as she studied him.
But then, when she realized that he was studying her, too, she was the one who began to feel uncomfortable. She looked over at her reflection in the full-length mirror behind his bedroom door, and when she was satisfied with her globular tits and her curved ass and nice-looking pussy, she felt satisfied with herself, and was no longer uncomfortable.
After all, she knew, he couldn't find anything wrong with her.
She moved closer to him and started to kiss him. They ran their hands over each other's bodies, exploring more tenderly this time than ever before.
Then, Brad gently led her toward the bed. He told her to he down on her back, and she felt the weight of his body on top of hers.
He started to rub his hard cock over her pussy lips, and she could feel herself getting more and more turned on as he did. She had imagined, many times by that night, just how his cock would feel inside of her. She had come so many times with him, and she had somehow known that coming around his dick would be even better.
For whenever he had eaten her out and her pussy had spasmed hard, she had thought that it would be a sensational feeling if she could have his cock inside of her so that her pussy walls would have something to hold onto.
"Don't get nervous," he kept telling her, as though he knew she was.
And he was right. For no matter how relaxed he had gotten her with the liquor and the drugs, when it came down to the nitty-gritty, and the moment when he would actually start to penetrate her, it was scary.
It was so real, and nothing in the world that she could have dreamed of compared with the complete reality of the situation.
He started to enter her slowly, but with a firm precision.
She could feel him always pushing his cock upwards as he entered her, and in that way, she could feel his cock making sensational contact with her erect clit. She could also feel his dick stretching her pussy more and more.
However, it was a sensational feeling. She loved the way his cock was stretching her, and when he thrust his way deep inside of her, she gasped.
"What are you so shocked about?" he asked her, as he stayed in deep, but continued to grind his cock around inside of her pussy.
"I thought that it would be painful. I thought that I'd have a hymen and when you'd break it, it would hurt like hell."
"Well, you must have lost it some other way, which isn't rare. And aren't you glad that you don't have one? This way it can be a pleasure ride all the way."
She shook her head yes, then wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth down to hers. She kissed him hard on the lips, pressing her tongue into his mouth and licking the roof of the inside. She knew how much he loved it when she did it, and as she continued, he started to thrust.
His movements were slow, and she liked it that way. He would pull his cock all the way back, so that she would think he was going to pull right out. However, he seemed to know just what he was doing, and he would always keep at least the head of his cock between her cunt lips so that he could thrust right back in.
And she loved every second of it. Each time he would thrust in, her cunt would stretch to take him back in, and that feeling was as good as the feeling of his cock shaft sliding back and forth over her clit.
When they were both worked up to a good sweat, she loved it even more.
For then, she could feel his body kind of sliding on top of hers, and when he pressed his chest down on top of hers, she could hear a squeaking sound because of all the sweat and the sliding contact that their bodies were making.
"Oh, Sally, I could go on like this all night," he moaned in her ear, and even the feeling of his hot breath blowing into her ear was a turn-on.
"Go on all night, by all means," she had said to him.
And it seemed to her that he was really planning to do it. For when she looked at the clock a little later, she noticed that two hours had passed. It seemed like the time had just flown by, but then again, she remembered what people said about time passing when you're having fun.
Of course, the long fuck was not without its orgasms for her. After the first two hours, she had had two intense orgasms, and one mild one. She had felt him on the verge of coming many times, but he had slowed down each time.
It was while they were still in the middle of that fuck that Sally started to remember what was to happen the next day.
Ellie Reese had come up to her only that day in school, telling her that if she wanted to become a member of the Midtown High School Secret Sorority, she would have to meet her after school by the staircase on the first floor near the back.
Sally had been planning on making herself look good that day, and she knew that if she stayed up too late with Brad the night before, she would probably look too ragged the next day when she met Ellie.
So, it was for that reason that Sally asked Brad if he could come soon so she could get home, because she was tired.
"Not that I don't love everything you're doing," she had said to him. "But there's something special going on for me at school tomorrow."
"What?" he had asked her, as he started to fuck her faster.
"I'll tell you after it's all over," Sally had said, and she could feel him working his way toward an intense orgasm, faster and faster.
His cock started to throb hard in her cunt, and when that happened, she could feel herself starting to come again. Brad fucked her until she could sense the tension all through his body, and then, she opened her eyes and looked at his face.
The look of extreme and total pleasure that she saw in his eyes excited her just as much as she knew he was excited.
For Sally knew that her pussy was responsible for the way Brad was feeling.
She started to moan louder as he shot one thick load after another right up her cunt, and even though her pussy had been like a steam box before he came, she felt even hotter from the heat of his come.
She kept moving her hips up and down after he had shot all his load, just to feel him for as long as she possibly could.
Then, as he started to go limp and pulled out of her, he asked her again:
"Now what's so special at school tomorrow, Sally? You said that you would tell me."
"I didn't mean after the fucking," she said, smiling at him. "I meant after it happened at school. Because it might not happen."
"What might not happen?" he had asked her, with a sly smile on his face.
"Oh, no! You're not going to trick me into telling you what might not happen, because then you'll know what it is. I can't tell anything."
"But you promise that you'll tell me tomorrow night?" he had asked her.
And she had agreed, which was one of the things that was bothering her right now.
She kept staring at Miss Verna Shelley's spread pussy, knowing quite well that if she was to go along with what Miss Shelley wanted, she couldn't tell Brad about it at all. He would never understand anything like that.
And yet, when it came right down to it, she couldn't understand it either.
She had known Miss Shelley for almost three years now, and she had never suspected anything unnatural about the woman. And even though she had heard about the Secret Sorority ever since she had been a freshman, she had had no idea that Miss Shelley was associated with it in any way, either.
"Well?" the blonde woman asked her again.
"Miss Shelley, I've never done anything like this before," Sally said to her. "I mean, I've just been getting into fucking last night, and...."
"Ugh," she thought she heard the woman say.
"And I really love Brad Weiss. I don't think that I would be able to do anything like this and ever face him again."
"Oh, knock off the bullshit, Sally," she heard Ellie Reese saying, and she turned and faced the redhead.
Sally gasped in shock when she saw that Ellie had stripped off all her clothing, too. It was the first time she had ever seen Ellie naked, for the only other time that she would have had the chance would have been during a gym class, only she and Ellie had never had gym together since Sally had been in school.
Ellie's body was almost as nice-looking as Miss Shelley's.
Ellie's tits were not as big as the teacher's, although they looked firmer. Her nipples were thicker than Miss Shelley's, and they seemed to be pointing upwards on her tits. Her pussy mound was thick and red with cunt hair, that almost covered her reddened cunt lips below. Sally could see how Ellie was fingering herself, too.
Ellie started to walk closer to Sally, and as she did, Sally could smell the scent of the girl's pussy, which was about at the same level as her nose.
"Now I've heard you talking about wanting to join this sorority since you've been in the school," Ellie was saying. "And you don't have to tell Brad anything. As a matter-of-fact, you don't tell anyone anything. It's a secret society, and soon you'll learn of some of the other secrets. But you won't learn about anything unless you carry through the initiation process."
Ellie walked right past Sally and stood next to Miss Shelley.
"You'll soon learn that Miss Shelley knows how to teach many other things besides English, which she teaches so fabulously."
"Why thank you, Ellie," Miss Shelley said to her, and she moved her fingers down to Ellie's pussy and fingered her for a second. Then, she turned back to Sally, and as she pulled her fingers from Ellie's cunt, she licked them. "Hmm, that's delicious, Sally dear. You see, there's nothing wrong with licking a pussy. It tastes good."
Sally started to tremble even more. There had been a time in her life, a few years back, when she had even been thinking of saving her virginity until she was married. She hadn't, of course, but what she had done with Brad was a natural thing to her.
This, however, seemed too natural, and perverted.
Suddenly, she felt something from behind. Ellie had snuck up behind her without her seeing, and before Sally could do anything to stop her, the girl was shoving her face forward so that her mouth was buried against Miss Shelley's pussy.
CHAPTER TWO
Sally couldn't see a thing, and all she could smell was pussy. Ellie kept her head forced there, and soon, Sally could feel herself gasping for air.
"You'd breathe better if you start licking," she heard Miss Shelley say.
Sally kept her tongue in her mouth for as long as she could, in an effort to fight it. For she didn't know if she could tick another woman's pussy, and being forced to do so was making the whole thing so much more scary.
She thought about how Brad had tried to loosen her up the night before with booze and pot, and how she had felt loose, until the moment of truth when his cock was rubbing against her pussy lips and he was getting ready to enter her.
But this time, she didn't have anything to loosen her up from the start.
When she felt herself gasping for air, she realized that Miss Shelley was right. The only way for her to breathe would be to do it.
She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. She could feel it going right into the woman's cunt, and she tasted the full flavor of pussy cream on her tongue. She could feel the little erect clit against her tongue as soon as it was in the woman's pussy, and she started to lick and suck on the clit.
After only a few seconds, Ellie was no longer holding her head. Sally hardly even noticed. It was not that she was so into licking the pussy, as it was that she knew she would have to do it, if she wanted to be a sorority member.
She moved her hands to Miss Shelley's buttocks and started to squeeze them gently. When she felt all the sweat on the woman's ass, she knew that she was turned on.
Sally started to run her tongue up and down the woman's pussy lips, after licking out a lot of the cream. As she did, she could feel Ellie's fingers working on her blouse buttons from behind. When Ellie had her blouse open, she started to pinch Sally's stiff red nipples hard.
Then, Sally could feel Ellie moving her hands down into her pants. She unsnapped the buttons and slid her pants and panties down at the same time.
Sally felt her sliding her hands down to her pussy, and soon, Ellie was moving her fingers in and out of Sally's cunt, grinding her own pussy against Sally's naked buttocks at the same time. Sally felt a wetness on her ass from Ellie's pussy.
"Yes, that's it, Sally," she heard Miss Shelley moaning. "That's it. I want you to lick my pussy hard. Oh, that's the way I like it. Now spread my cunt lips wide and start to suck on my clit."
Sally did as she was commanded, and sucked the hard knob between her lips. She started to suck on it as hard as she could, flicking her tongue back and forth over the tip of it at the same time.
Sally knew that she loved it when Brad ate her pussy that way, and so, she thought that Miss Shelley would like it, too.
However, the woman started to complain, telling Sally that she was being too gentle. She said that she liked it harder, and insisted that Sally start to bite on her clit. When Sally did that, she could feel the woman's pussy walls spasming harder and harder around her cunt, and then, the juices were pouring down.
"Open your mouth and drink them," Miss Shelley screamed, as if she was nearing the highest peak of her orgasm. "Drink them and suck hard."
When Sally did that, she felt as if she was going to gag. She could feel the juices not only pouring into her mouth, but also, being sucked right into the back of her throat. A bit of the juice went down the wrong track, and she coughed it up a few seconds later, while still in the process of sucking more.
As she was he king Miss Shelley, she was aware of the fact that Ellie Reese was now starting to lick her neck. She could feel Ellie pressing her entire body against her back, and she felt the girl's stiffened nipples, as well as her wet pussv.
Ellie was sucking hard on her neck, and Sally knew that the girl would leave a hicky if she continued to suck like that. Sally started to panic because she didn't know how she would be able to explain it to Brad were he to see it.
But there was nothing that she could do.
Miss Shelley was stroking her hair now, but when Sally tried to pull her head back a little, she knew that the woman was holding her head close to her pussy more than she was stroking her hair.
In fact, that seemed to be the only reason she was playing with Sally's hair.
Ellie continued to suck on her neck for a long time, and then she started to lick her way down Sally's back. Sally loved the feeling of the warm, wet tongue, sliding all over her flesh, and when Ellie had her head down to Sally's buttocks, Sally could feel her own pussy starting to get wet.
She felt satiated with pussy cream by that time, and didn't think that she would be able to go on eating Miss Shelley.
Just as she was about to say something, Miss Shelley let go of her head.
"Lay down on your back now," the woman commanded, and Sally saw the way her large tits were shaking up and down as she spoke with such forcefulnsss.
The girl did as she was told immediately, and she felt the cold tiles of the floor making her shiver a little. However, as she turned to lay on her back, Ellie moved back to give her space to do so. Then, when she was in position, Ellie moved her mouth right down between Sally's legs.
She yanked the girl's legs wide apart and started to eat her pussy.
Sally could feel so much force behind Ellie's oral action. First, there was a bit of pain in keeping her legs so far apart. Then, there was the way in which Ellie was chewing on her cunt lips, making them feel, abused.
When it came to licking her clit, too, Ellie was a little hard. She spread Sally's pussy lips wide apart and started to nibble on her clit at first, but Sally couldn't help but think that Ellie was using her teeth to much. Were she to nibble on it with only her lips, Sally knew, then it would all feel fine.
She was about to say something when she looked up at Miss Shelley. She could see the woman's towering form over her, and then, she watched as Miss Shelley started to straddle her face, moving her cunt lower and lower down.
Sally wanted to open her mouth to scream, and it wasn't because she was afraid of having to lick the woman's cunt again. She knew that it wasn't fear of that because she had just licked her a few minutes ago.
What scared her was the way Miss Shelley's pussy looked so menacing as she was lowering herself down. Those thick red lips and that thick blonde bush looked like something that was going to smother her to death.
She stuck her tongue out as far as she could so that her tongue would be making contact with the woman's cunt before she had a chance to smother her.
Miss Shelley smiled at her, and her smile was the last thing Sally saw before she tasted the woman's pussy again. She did hear Miss Shelley congratulate her on being so willing to do it.
And Sally was glad that she couldn't say anything, for she knew that she probably would have come out and told the woman the real reason.
Miss Shelly started to move her cunt up and down so that Sally's tongue was making contact with her clit. Sally was beginning to like the taste of Miss Shelley's pussy cream, after all, and as she got into it a little more, she started to feel her own pussy getting wetter.
Even though Ellie was still eating her hard, she was beginning to respond, and her cunt was starting to spasm mildly. It was not as intense an orgasm as she had had with Brad, but then again, Sally didn't expect it to be. After all, she kept telling herself, as if to justify what she was doing, I am a girl who loves cock, and I'm just licking this pussy and letting her lick my pussy to become a sorority member.
That's the only reason. Nothing more; nothing less.
As she started to come harder, she began to thrust her cunt up and down against Ellie's face. She felt Ellie sliding her hands under her buttocks, and she was squeezing them as hard as she was sucking.
Sally hated it, but couldn't say anything, still.
Then, she could feel Miss Shelley's cunt starting to spasm again, and she knew that the woman's creamy come load would probably be even greater than it had been before. She opened her mouth wide to taste the cream as it flowed, but didn't prepare herself for such a load. She swallowed as much as she could, but let some drip down her chin and cheeks.
As she did, she reached her own peak, and she could feel Ellie sucking her juices out with an incredible suction force that was making the orgasm more intense than it had been when she first started to come.
Ellie was moaning loud, as was Miss Shelley, and Sally thought that she could hear the sounds of the moaning echoing throughout the room.
It wasn't until Miss Shelley pulled her pussy away from Sally's face, and the girl could sit up, that she realized it was not an echoing sound of moaning that she heard, but rather, the moaning from all the other girls who were standing around watching.
Sally hadn't seen them enter the room, so she assumed that they must have been standing back in the shadows when she first walked in. They were all dressed, as opposed to Ellie, Miss Shelley, and herself, but they all looked like they were getting turned on by the sight of the three of them.
She had to gasp, for they caught her off-guard. She was also gasping when she saw so many of the familiar faces of the girls that she had gone all through high school with. All of them were seniors now, and she had known a great deal of them ever since she had been a sophomore.
Her eyes moved from one pleasure-ridden face to another, until she had counted at least twenty different girls there. She was sure that there were more, for some of them seemed to be standing behind the others.
"You may get up now, Ellie," Miss Shelley said to the redhead.
Ellie stood up and smiled, then walked over to the teacher and rubbed her pussy once, firmly, so that the whole palm of her hand touched Miss Shelley's wet pussy mound and her cunt lips at the same time.
"Sally, you may get up, too now," Miss Shelley said, and as she did, Sally started to pull up her panties and her pants. "Wait. Don't do that. Take off all your clothing now and let all the girls get a look at our new, temporary member."
"Temporary?" Sally asked, before she followed the commands. "I don't understand. I thought that was all part of my initiation."
"Part is right," Miss Shelley said. "There will be more. You will have to carry out certain deeds in order to become a full-fledged member. The first thing that you have to do, which you have refused to do, is follow all my orders. Now take off all of your clothing so everyone can see you."
Sally had stripped many times in front of a lot of the girls before, for she had taken gym class with many of them, and she had seen them naked, too. But now that she was stripping to display herself, she felt very self-conscious. It was one thing to be naked in a locker room filled with other naked girls, with their bouncing tits and their naked pussies. But it was another thing to strip in front of them so that they could all see what she looked like.
Still, she wanted to be a member, and as she stood up, she kicked her pants and panties all the way down and stepped out of them. She let her blouse slide down from her shoulders, and, feeling self-conscious, moved her hands to cover her cunt.
"Now that's not the way to let them see you," Miss Shelley said, and she reached over and pulled Sally's hands away from her pussy. "Now, I want you to go over and say hello to each girl, and they will greet you with the sorority greeting."
Sally could feel her legs trembling, for she had some idea that they were going to do something strange to her.
Still, she tried to act as calm as possible while she walked over to Nancy James, a girl she had known for years, even as far back as public school.
"Hello," Nancy said, and she moved her hand to Sally's pussy and rubbed her entire mound and cunt lips with her open palm, the same way Ellie had rubbed Miss Shelley's.
However, Nancy took it one step further. She moved her mouth down to one of Sally's nipples and sucked on it, then moved her mouth to the other one and sucked on it, too. The whole thing took less than a minute, and Sally could feel her nipples perking their way back to stiffness.
Then, she moved on to the next girl, and the next, and each one was turning her on just a little bit more each time.
Each time they touched her pussy, she seemed to get more and more excited, and by the time she was up to the last girl, she knew that Debbie was getting an entire palm full of her dripping cunt cream.
She turned back to Miss Shelley and smiled, feeling very satisfied with herself.
"Now what else do I have to do?" she asked Miss Shelley.
"Nothing for now. You may get dressed. Later, within the next month, we will be asking you ro perform little services for us. If you do them all when asked, and do them all well, we will make you a regular member. Then you will be able to stand around like the others and watch the new members during their initiation."
Sally wasn't listening to everything that the woman was saying, for she wanted to get dressed as fast as she could. When she was fully clothed, she stood there, waiting for the whole group to be dismissed.
However, Miss Shelley nodded toward her, and one of the girls moved to the door.
"You may leave now, Sally," she said. "We are finished with you for the day. But I want you to remember that you must not tell anyone what happened. If we ever find out that you did, well, first of all we will all deny it, and second, you will lose your chance to become a full member. Is that understood?"
"Yes," Sally said, and she heaved a sigh of relief as she walked toward the door. She stood there for a second, then turned and smiled at the others. "Well, it was nice seeing you all again. I'll see you on Monday."
"If not before," Miss Shelley said, and she continued to smile until the door was closed behind Sally.
A few of the girls started to speak right away, but the woman put her hands up and hushed them all into silence. She listened attentively, and heard the sound of Sally's retreating footsteps. Then she heard the door downstairs opening and slamming shut, and when that happened, she knew that Sally was gone.
"All right girls," she said, "you may talk amongst yourselves."
There was a loud uproar as the girls formed small groups of two, three and four, all discussing the new member and how she had been.
Miss Shelley traveled from one group to the other, and she could hear many words of praise, complimenting Sally for the way she had licked her pussy, and for the way she had gone around to all of them to be felt.
"She has a nice hot cunt," Debbie said, being the last girl to have touched her. "She must have gotten really turned on when she was touched by all of you, because she came to me and her pussy was dripping."
"She did some dripping into my mouth," Ellie said, proudly.
"I like her tits the best," another girl said. "I can't believe that she walks around without a bra most of the time, and is still as firm as she is. That's one nice set of tits that she has on her."
Everyone seemed to be in full agreement, and Miss Shelley was feeling so proud of her girls at the time.
She stroked the hair on one of the girls as she stood listening to what a group had to say about Sally, and suddenly, she heard something that displeased her.
"I can see why Brad Weiss is so hot for her," Lynn Selby said.
"What?" Miss Shelley asked, and all the girls stopped talking when they recognized that perturbed tone of voice that the woman was using.
"I can see why Brad Weiss likes her so much," Lynn said again, and she noticed the way all the girls were staring at her, with a great deal of hostility, as if they had picked up on Miss Shelley's tone of voice. "I mean, he does. He does."
Lynn was beginning to sound very defensive, as if she knew that she had said something wrong.
"Look, we've all seen them walking around the school together," she went on. "They've been dating for the last year or so. The top basketball player and the top cheerleader. It's easy to see why they like each other. She does have a good body."
"Yes," Miss Shelley said, and she still seemed to be upset. "All right, girls. You may all leave now. I think that Sally probably left the school grounds already, and the only reason I wanted you all here was so she would leave alone and wouldn't be able to talk with any of you. I'll see you all on Monday, if not sooner."
"You mean that there might be a special meeting this weekend?" Nancy asked.
"Yes," she said. "But I'm not sure at all. Now please go, okay?"
It seemed as if all the girls wanted to say something, for they hated leaving Miss Shelley while she seemed so distressed. However, they had all seen her in this kind of a mood before, and so, they filed out of the room silently, one by one, until Miss Shelley was alone in the room with Ellie Reese.
The only reason Ellie was still there was because she was naked, and as soon as the other girls had left and she heard the bottom door slamming shut, she walked over to Miss Shelley and tried to hug her.
"Don't worry," she said. "Sally isn't that serious about him."
"Bullshit," the teacher said. "She'd do anything for him, and that pisses me off. I can't stand that motherfucking Brad Weiss."
"But why?" Ellie asked.
"That's none of your business," Miss Shelley said, and she slumped down into the plush black leather chair by the back of the room.
As she did, she closed her eyes and started to think back. There was a reason why she couldn't stand Brad Weiss, and she didn't think that she had to tell Ellie. But it all had to do with Brad and the way he had acted in her class when she had him for English his first term in Mid town High.
She remembered that he had thought he was so cool, because he was going to try out for the basketball team, and he was sure that he would make it. The other kids seemed to flock around him, and look up to him, as if he was some kind of god that they should all idoloize. She hated that right away.
But he had gotten even more intolerable when he made the team.
She could think of many times when he would be sitting in the back of her class, where he had chosen to sit himself so he could bullshit rather than listen to her lectures, and after he had made the team, he would bullshit even more.
Then, he started to pull other numbers, where he would come to her class late with passes from some of the gym teachers, or at times, cut her class and not be there at all, then arrive the next day with some kind of pass.
Miss Shelley had felt terrific, however, when it came time for his mid-term and he got the lowest mark in the class. He had passed, much to her disgust, but his grade had been a sixty-seven, which was only two points above the passing grade of sixty-five.
She had felt so happy when she called him up to her desk the day that she gave out the tests, after class when everyone else had left.
"Well," she said to him, as he stood there, "what do you have to say for yourself?"
"About what, Miss S?" he asked, calling her by only her initial, something that he had continued to do all term, even though she told him she hated it and she wanted him to show her more respect.
"About your grade," she said to him. "About your incredibly low, and almost failing grade. I could fail you for the term if you keep up like that."
"You can't fail me for passing," he said to her. "I passed the goddamn test, and I don't even care if it was only two points. It's still passing, and if you were to fail me, I'd put up a big stink."
"Look, mister," she said, "first of all, you've only passed the mid-term. You still have to make it through the final, understand? When you pass that, if you pass that, then come and talk to me about it. But there's still something else."
"What else?" he asked her, and she could see him getting more and more pissed.
"This. Even if you do pass the final, and it is with a grade like you got on the mid-term, I could still fail you if I wanted to."
"How?" he had asked her, with both arms across his chest, as if he felt that he still had the upper hand.
"Attendance. That's also part of the grade, too, mister. Your attendance has been quite poor, to say the least. Quite poor."
"I've had passes for all those times when I was out," he insisted.
"Yes, but were they valid?" she asked him.
"I could bring Coach Klinger up here right now and he would tell you that they were. All the times when I was out, I was out because he needed me down there."
"Really?" she had asked. "And what for?"
"For things," he said to her. "I have to keep in good shape and get a lot of practice if I'm going to help our team become the number one team in the city."
"Well, there's a time for practice, and a time for studying. You might have a good basketball player's body there, but your mind needs a little bit of developing, too. Your English stinks, and I expect you here every day, for the rest of the term."
He looked like he was ready to explode. In fact, as she remembered it, he also looked as if he was going to pull his hand back, as if he wanted to hit her.
But then, he put his hand down by his side and smiled at her.
"I know why you're acting the way you're acting," he said to her. "I know that you can't stand me, and I know why, too."
"I don't think that you have any idea how I feel about you," she said.
"I do. You hate me because I'm so ... so ... so heterosexual."
She couldn't believe her ears when she heard that, and she felt as if she wanted to pull her own hand back and slap him across the face. However, she knew that it would be a dead giveaway if she were to do that.
"What do you mean by that?" she had asked him then.
"Oh, come on Miss Shelley," he said, putting a great deal of emphasis on the word 'Miss.' "I think I know where you're at. It's pretty easy to spot them when you've known a little bit about them, and even had an encounter with one.
"With one what?" she asked, because she wanted to hear him say it.
"With one lesbian," he said to her, and she tried not to react. "Look, I'm not against dykes, by any means. I just don't like it when there's a jealous one who's pissed at me because I'm straight. Remember, Miss Shelley, that men make up about half of the population of the world. There's no reason to feel that we're a threat to you. None at all. The only thing that I got that you don't got is a cock, and don't worry because I won't try to use it on you."
"Get out of here," she said to him, raising her voice. "Just get the hell out of this room now. Now!"
"Gladly," he said to her. "See you next week in school."
And for the rest of the term, he had pulled the same kind of stunts that he had pulled during the first half. He would show up to class late, and sometimes never come at all. She was looking forward to the final, with the hopes that he would fail.
However, much io her surprise, he had passed, and with flying colors. She couldn't believe it when she marked his paper and he had gotten an eighty-three.
At first, Miss Shelley had suspected that he might have cheated off of someone else's paper, but since there was no way that she could prove it, and since the test was already over, she had to pass him.
She gave him a seventy for his final grade on his report card, and when he came to complain about his mark, saying that he should have gotten more because of the improvement that he showed from the mid-term to the final, she disagreed.
"I took the average of the two marks," she said. "Then I lowered it a little because of your poor attendance record for this class. I thought it only fair to lower it. After all, you missed the class more than you were there, so you should be happy that you even got a passing grade."
"All right," he said. "I won't argue. I've learned better than to argue with the wrath of a vicious dyke."
And those were the last words that he had ever said to her, and they were said as his back was turned and he was walking out of the room.
Her hatred for him had grown even more that time, and when she would see him walking down the hall during the next year, he would never say anything to her, but the look that he would give her always made her feel weaker than he was.
She hated him more than any other student, and thought of him as a threat.
After all, he knew for sure that she was a lesbian, even though she had never admitted it to him. But his suspecting it with such a certainness, and her never denying it, seemed to make her sure of how sure he was.
And she would feel the tense vibes emanating from him each time they passed, and on occasion, she would see him talking with the person he was walking with as they passed her.
She couldn't help but wonder if he had told anyone else what he suspected about her, and if he had, she knew that she wouldn't have been able to do anything about it.
"Miss Shelley," she heard Ellie saying, and then she felt the girl stroking her short blonde hair. "Miss Shelley, are you okay?"
Miss Shelley opened her eyes and smiled at the young girl. Ellie was still naked, and her body looked as if it was flushed with a nice, red color.
"Are you okay? You looked like you might have fallen asleep, or something. But if you were sleeping, you must have been having a bad dream. The look on your face was so ... so ... I don't know ... so hostile."
Miss Shelley smiled even more, just to try and cover any hostile looks that she might have had. For now, she was directing herself toward Ellie Reese, one of her ex-students who had been a teacher's ideal student.
"I'm all right now," she said to Ellie. "Thanks for the concern."
"Is it Brad that you were thinking of?" Ellie asked, and Miss Shelley, having known how astute the girl was from having taught her for an entire year of English, knew better than to try lying to her.
"Yes," she said. "It is Brad Weiss."
"You don't like him very much, do you, Miss Shelley?" Ellie asked her.
"No, Ellie, I don't. I think that he's a very egotistical, selfish boy. He was one of the most difficult students that I ever had to teach, because he was so unwilling to learn. He kept cutting my class all the time."
"But that was only so he could practice his basketball," Ellie said.
Suddenly, Miss Shelley's expression changed to one of total anger and hostility.
"Are you defending him, Ellie? Are you? Because I don't need to sit here and listen to someone defend that motherfucker."
Ellie was shocked to hear Miss Shelley talk about Brad like that. She had sensed the hostility, of course, but when she heard the language that went with it, she knew that Miss Shelley was really down on him.
Ellie didn't say anything. Instead, she started to dress slowly, for she could feel a chilly breeze starting to blow over her breasts. As she was finished dressing, she heard Miss Shelley talking to her, in a soft voice.
"I'm sorry for talking like that, Ellie," the woman said. "I really am. I know that I must have scared you off. But I don't want to. I admire you, as a student, as a person, and even more, as a woman. I want you to be my friend."
"But I am your friend, Miss Shelley," Ellie said to her. "I admire you, too."
Miss Shelley smiled, and she stood up. She walked toward the girl and moved her lips to hers, kissing her hard.
As she did, she could feel Ellie moving her fingers to her breasts. Miss Shelley loved the way it felt when Ellie started to pluck at her stiffened nipples, firmly. She could feel them throbbing with a nice, pleasure, and the more Ellie plucked at them, the higher the pleasure waves felt.
Then, Ellie moved one hand down to the woman's pussy, and she started to sbde her fingers back and forth over the red, wet pussy lips. When they spread, it was easy for the girl to slide her fingers right in.
Miss Shelley felt as if her legs were going to give out on her, for Ellie started to wiggle her clit fast, and the pleasures just shot up to a higher state.
Then Ellie sunk to her knees, slowly, and started to lick the woman's cunt. She thrust her tongue deep in Miss Shelley's pussy and started to suck on her clit. When her pussy reached another high and started to spasm, Ellie opened her mouth wide and readied herself for the orgasmic flow of juices.
Miss Shelley started to moan louder as she thrust her cunt back and forth against the girl's eager mouth, and Ellie was soon moaning as loud as she was.
While Ellie was bringing her off, Miss Shelley couldn't help but start to think. She knew now that Ellie would do anything for her, at any time, and she thought that was a good thing to know.
But what she hadn't figured out was just how she was going to go about it.
As she started to come out of her orgasm, and Ellie kissed her way back up her belly and tits, until she was standing again, Miss Shelley spoke directly to her.
"Do you know what I would like to do?" she asked. "I would like to try and think of some way to break up Brad's relationship with Sally. I don't think that they're good for each other, for one thing. I think that Sally would be much better off without him."
Ellie smiled as she continued to stroke the woman's hair.
"Maybe we could tell Sally to break up with him as part of the initiation," Ellie said to her, and Miss Shelley nodded.
She didn't want to tell Ellie that it wouldn't work, for Brad would want to know why she was breaking up with him (if she would be willing to do it in the first place), and once Sally mentioned her name, Miss Shelley knew that he would start to tell Sally everything that he suspected about her.
"No, it has to be a more indirect way," Miss Shelley said to her.
The two of them stood there for a few minutes thinking. As they did, Miss Shelley started to slip into her clothing, and when she was dressed, she picked up her pocketbook. She and Ellie both started to walk out of the room and down the stairs.
The school was empty now, except for the janitors, and they had to unlock the front doors to let Ellie and Miss Shelley leave.
"Would you like a ride home?" the teacher asked the girl, and when Ellie nodded, they walked toward the teachers' parking lot and got into her car.
"I know," Ellie said, as soon as she closed the door. "We could have some of the girls make it with him, and then let Sally find out about it. That way we would really show him up to be...."
"The shit that he really is," Miss Shelley said, and she started to smile. "You know something, Ellie? I think you have a fantastic mind."
"Well, you helped me to shape it," Ellie said. "You taught me a lot when I was in your classes. Thinking things through was one of them."
"I knew that there was some reason why I admired you."
Both of them started to laugh, and as Miss Shelley pulled up in front of Ellie's house, she had a desire to lean over and kiss the girl goodbye. However, she knew that Ellie's mother or father might be looking out the window, and so, she just moved her hand over to Ellie's thigh and squeezed.
"Well, have a good weekend," she said to the girl. "And thanks for the idea. I'm going to give it more thought over the weekend, and if I decide that that's the way I want to do things, we can work on it some more Monday."
"Right," Ellie said. "I can't wait. It will be such fun."
And as Miss Shelley drove off, she stopped to think. Did Ellie mean that it was going to be fun breaking up, or fun fucking Brad?
CHAPTER THREE
"So?" Meg asked her as they walked along. "What happened? Come on, Sal, tell me everything that they made you do."
Sally smiled at her best friend Meggie. She knew what a good friend Meggie was, because when she had left the school, an hour after closing time, Meg was still sitting on the front steps waiting for her.
They had gone out for a malted, and as they were walking home, Meggie started to ask her all kinds of questions about the initiation.
"Well, it isn't over yet," Sally said. "They told me that I was going to have to do some other things. They didn't tell me what, yet."
"But what did they make you do first?" Meg asked, and as they got closer to her house, Meg asked her if she'd like to come in for a while.
"Sure," Sally said, feeling that maybe if she did talk about it with Meg, she might feel a little better about it, too.
Meggie's mother was home making dinner, and so, the two girls went up to Meg's room where they could be alone. Meggie closed the door and sat on her bed.
"Well, what did they make you do?" she asked again. "Come on, Sally. I didn't wait outside for an hour for nothing, did I?"
"No," Sally said, and suddenly, she thought about what Miss Shelley had told her.
If she talked with anyone about what she had done, and anyone in the sorority was to find out that she had told someone, it would mean that she wouldn't be allowed in at all. She didn't want that to happen.
After all, she kept telling herself, I didn't lick, that pussy for nothing. I didn't let those girls feel my pussy and kiss my tits for nothing. I'm sure that was the worst part to go through, and seeing as how it was, maybe I shouldn't tell Meggie yet. Maybe I can tell her in about a year.
Or maybe she'll be asked to join.
Sally wasn't sure at all, and so, she asked Meggie if she'd ever thought of joining.
"God, I don't know," Meggie said, and she hopped off her bed and sat down to look at her reflection in her vanity mirror. "I never did give it much thought, and I was never approached about it, either. I doubt that I will."
When Sally knew that, she decided that she might as well lie about the whole thing.
"Well, all they did was take me into a room and blindfold me. Then they all started to touch me. Then, they asked me all kinds of personal questions, which I wasn't sure if I wanted to answer for them."
"And did you?" Meggie asked her. "Did you tell them about you and Brad?"
"No," Sally said. "And I don't want you to say a word about it, either."
"Okay," Meggie said. "But if I were you, I'd be proud to know that Brad had fucked me. I'd want everyone to know about it."
"Well, I didn't think that they'd be interested," Sally said.
Meggie was playing with her hair and looking at Sally's reflection through her vanity mirror when she noticed something. She suddenly stood up and walked over to Sally, then moved her hand to the girl's neck.
As she did, Sally trembled. Suddenly, it felt so strange to be touched by another girl, even if she was her best friend. Sally knew that her feeling stemmed from what had happened that afternoon.
"What is this hicky doing here?" Meggie asked Sally. "I didn't notice it on you today, so it couldn't have been from last night."
Sally could feel her whole body trembling. Sometimes, she thought, it was scary to have a friend as close as Meggie was, for a friend like that always noticed everything.
"Come on, Sally," Meggie said. "I have a feeling that you bed to me about what they did to you. I mean, that sounds like such bullshit, what you said. What kind of initiation is that? I thought they'd make you do more, and this hicky confirms it."
Suddenly, Sally could feel herself bursting into tears. Once that happened, she knew that she would have to tell Meggie everything.
She decided, however, that she would not tell her about Miss Shelley. She thought that it would be better to protect the teacher's reputation. Instead, she just told her about having to lick some other girl, and how one of them had snuck up behind her and started sucking on her neck.
And that, she explained, was where she got the hicky from.
Meggie was too shocked to really hear the rest of the story, for as soon as she heard about all that lesbian activity, it bothered her.
"Sally," she said to her friend, "I'm your best friend, so I'm going to be as blunt with you as possible. Do you really know what the fuck you're getting yourself into? I mean, it sounds like a club of lesbians to me, and nothing more."
"No, you're wrong, Meg. This is a secret sorority, and most girls would give their right tit to get into it."
"Or a piece of her pussy, if you ask me," Meggie said, with a great deal of sarcasm in her tone of voice. "For that is what you had to do, too, right?"
"How did you know? I mean, what makes you say a thing like that?"
"Well, now I know for sure, if I didn't know before. But what made me think of that is when you said you had to lick someone else. Where there's a girl licking a cunt, there's surely going to be another one licking the licker's."
Sally was still crying and Meggie started to stroke her long blonde hair. As she did, she could feel a trembling in her own brown-haired pussy, and that scared her a great deal. She had never felt like that toward Sally before, and she wondered if it meant something.
Sally pulled back when she felt the vibes in the room getting tense.
"Meggie, what's going on in your mind?" Sally asked, looking deep into her friend's dark brown eyes. "What are you thinking of?"
"Well, at first the thought of what you did disgusted me, but the more I think about it, the more I like it."
"Meg, you don't think that you're a...."
"No," the girl said. "I never thought about it before. However, I've never been with a guy, either. Never. The thought of making it with a guy scares me. The thought of making it with a girl scares me, too."
Suddenly, Sally started to laugh, and she hugged her friend hard.
"Hey, the idea of it scares me, too, you know what I mean? Last night Brad had to put a lot of liquor and a lot of pot in me before I relaxed. I don't know how I did what I did this afternoon. I just kept thinking about how much I wanted to be in this sorority, and that got me through it."
"I wonder if I could go through it if I really wanted it."
"I have a better idea," Sally said to her. "I told you that the reason Brad and I finally made it is because his parents had to rush out of town and he had the house all to himself. Well, he still does."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning that maybe he would be willing to make it with you. I wouldn't mind at all, if he wanted to. I think it would be a good experience for you."
Meg closed her eyes and thought about Brad. She could envision him perfectly, in his gym shorts and shirt, playing on the court. There was something quite appealing about his masculine image.
Sally got up to leave, because she knew that she would have to go home to dinner soon, and as she left, she told Meggie that she would call her back later, after she had talked with Brad about it.
As soon as she got outside, she started to run home. On her way, she passed Ellie Reese's house, and thought that she saw the girl looking out the window. She felt a strange chill in her body as she passed that house and she thought about what Ellie had done to her that afternoon.
When she walked inside, her mother said that Brad had already called her. She didn't even stop to kiss her mother hello, but instead, ran right up to her room. She called Brad to make sure that he wouldn't mind having Meggie over for the evening.
When she first mentioned it, he seemed shocked. That was because he wanted to fuck her that night, and he didn't know that she planned to get Meggie into it, too. Once he heard that, however, he was more than willing.
Sally called Meggie up afterwards and said that she and Brad would pick her up at eight-thirty.
Then, she decided to take a quick shower. As she was undressing, however, and she studied her naked reflection in the mirror, she couldn't help but notice the hicky on her neck. It was so obvious, and seemed to be so much redder than the rest of her skin.
She started to panic. She knew that the minute Brad saw it, he was going to want to know what it was and how it had gotten there.
She didn't know what she was going to tell him, and her thoughts were interrupted by her mother's voice, yelling upstairs to tell her that she had better hurry with her shower because dinner was on the table.
Sally hopped right into the shower and turned on the hot water. She loved the way her body tingled as the hot water splashed down on her, and she took the soap and started to wash off her tits. As she did, she could feel how her nipples ached a little, and she knew that it was because of what she had been doing that afternoon.
Ellie had really done a number on her when it came to biting her, and then, when she had gone around the room so that all the girls could lick her nipples, some of them had even gone so far as to bite her.
When she washed her pussy bps, they seemed even more sore, and when she looked closer, she could see some of Ellie's teeth marks there. She started to cry as she cleaned herself off, and the water just washed away her tears.
As she finished washing herself off, she suddenly had a good idea. She was not all that sure if it would work or not, but she thought there was a chance.
She decided that if she told Brad that she had just gotten her period that day, maybe he would be content to just fuck Meggie. And, she thought, if she were to wear a scarf around her neck, she could cover the hicky.
She just threw on a robe to go down to dinner, and her mother was the first one around the table to notice it.
"What has that Brad Weiss been doing to you?" she asked, and when she pointed to Sally's neck and her little brother saw the mark there, he started to laugh.
"Nothing, mother." Sally said. "He didn't do anything to me. Believe me."
Sometimes, Sally thought, she wished that she could be more honest with her mother and tell her everything, including the story of her lust-filled night with Brad. But then again, when she thought about it more thoroughly, she knew that her mother was the kind of woman who just wouldn't be able to handle something like that.
As she thought about the first part of her initiation that afternoon, she knew that her mother probably would have had-a heart attack if she knew what had happened.
"Well, I don't like that one bit," she heard her mother saying, in reference to the mark on her neck. "And I'm going to tell him that the next time I see him."
"Maybe he didn't do it to her," her younger brother said, and it amazed her to see how perceptive he was.
"That's right. He didn't. So please, don't say anything to him."
"Well then, are you thinking of breaking up with him, Sally?" her mother asked.
"No. What ever gave you that idea?"
"That thing on your neck. I assume it came from some other boy, right?"
"Oh, ma, he was just fooling around," Sallv said, and she hated lying. She preferred to just not have to say anything, which is how it had been when she came back home last night and her mother had asked her how her date was. But now, she knew that she was going to have to lie her way out of this one.
"It was just this dipshit kid who sits behind me in History," she said to her mother. "I don't even like him. But when I leaned back, he kind of grabbed my neck and told me that he was a vampire."
"It sounds like he should be in an institution," her mother said.
"Yeah, that's what I told him," Sally said to her mother, and she was glad when the subject was dropped right then and there.
She finished eating her dinner and cleared her plate away, then asked her mother if she could be excused before dessert so she could go upstairs and get ready for her date. Her brother made some snide remark about what she might be doing with Brad that night, and she could hear her mother scolding him as she ran upstairs.
Sally picked out her outfit very carefully that night, just to hide her bruised body. She put on a pair of cotton panties that Brad wouldn't have been able to see through, and even went so far as to put on a bra to try and cover her nipples. She wore a pair of nice jeans, and a blouse that was open at the collar.
She wore a matching handkerchief around her neck and before she walked out of her room to go downstairs, she checked her reflection in the mirror to make sure that there were no bruises or hickys showing.
As she walked downstairs and her mother saw the way she was dressed, she had to start laughing. She complimented Sally on her method of disguise, telling her that she hoped Brad wouldn't ask her to take off the scarf.
Sally laughed to herself, thinking that she could really blow her mother's mind by telling her that the scarf would be the last thing he'd want off, because he'd want everything else off first. But she knew, deep down, that she couldn't say that.
Brad came to pick her up at eight, and they stayed in the living room talking with her mother for about fifteen minutes. As they walked out the door, her mother yelled out, telling them to have a good time.
"Will we ever," Brad said, squeezing her hand. "I can't wait. The two of you together, for the first time. You and Meggie. And me, of course."
As he slid in behind the wheel, Sally could see that his dick was fully hard in his pants, and she knew that she had better tell him right away.
"Brad, I don't think I'm going to be able to do anything tonight," she said. "I'm getting very near my period. I think I'm going to get it tonight. I even brought something with me to have, in case it comes."
Brad didn't say anything, although she could tell that he looked disappointed.
"There's always Meggie, though," Sally said to him. "She really would like to feel a man inside for the first time."
"Yeah, but it won't be any fun without you, Sally," he said. "I don't know if I want to do it without you there."
Sally could feel herself in such a dilemma. .She had promised Meggie over the phone that Brad would do it, and she knew how disappointed Meggie would be. She was glad when he said something else to change the subject, though, until she heard what he said.
"So, what was it that was so important at school today?"
"Oh? What are you talking about?" she asked him, trying to play dumb.
"Last night you said that something special was happening at school today. What was it, and did it happen? Come on, tell me."
Sally hated to lie, and yet, she knew that she couldn't tell him about the sorority.
She was sure that he didn't even know it existed, as most of the boys in school did not, and she was even more sure that were he to learn she had been initiated into a secret society, he would want to know just what had happened to her.
So, she kept telling herself over and over again, I have to lie.
"I might become the head cheerleader," she said to him. "That's what I was told today. It's still pending, however."
"What about Sue Appleton? I thought that she was the head. Anyway, I've heard that she gives the best head," he said, laughing.
"She's not sure if she'll be able to put in all the time that it takes," Sally said to him, lying still. "The head cheerleader has to spend extra time teaching the cheers to the new girls, as well as making them up to begin with."
"Well, good luck," he said, and he pulled up in front of Meggie's house.
"I'll run in and get her," Sally said, and she was glad when he didn't care to come with her. That way, she knew, she would be able to tell Meggie all the lies she had told him, in the hopes that Meggie would play along.
As Meggie was putting some finishing touches on her eyes, Sally was telling her everything. She saved the worst for last, however, and when Meggie heard it, she turned around and looked at Sally with a great deal of hurt in her eyes.
"Sally, I've been thinking about this fuck ever since you called me tonight to tell me. I've gotten myself psyched up for this fuck. I want it."
"I know that you do, Meggie, but I can't help it. I've checked over my body and if Brad ever sees what it looks like, he's going to know that something happened. I can't let him know. I just can't. I wouldn't be able to explain it."
Suddenly, Meggie started to smile, and Sally couldn't help but smile. She had no idea what her friend was smiling about, but it sure was addicting.
"I have the solution," Meggie said. "The key to open the lock so I can open my legs and let him in. We can still do it, Sally. Both of us."
"How? I already told him about my upcoming period."
"Tell him you were wrong. And we won't get undressed until the lights are really low. That way there'll even be a better mood in the room when we do it."
Sally couldn't help but start to laugh also, and soon, the two girls were running down the stairs and out the door, into Brad's car.
Brad had a big smile on his face when he saw Meggie, and both of the girls slid into the front seat. As they did, Sally could smell the scent of pot in the car already, and she took the joint as Brad handed it to her. The three of them started to smoke a lot as they drove to Brad's house, and when they were inside, he decided to make them all some drinks.
"Is this going to be a repeat performance of last night?" Meg asked.
"I guess Sally must have told you a lot about last night," Brad said to her. "I mean, it must have been a lot for you to want some, too."
"Well, she didn't go into strict detail," Meggie said, feeling the effects of the alcohol rushing through her head. Since she didn't drink too often, she got very high when she had even one drink. "She didn't go into detail on size. I mean, it's important for a girl to know the number of inches."
"Not necessarily," Brad said, laughing. "Some girls would get too scared. I think it's better to just get it all in there first."
They were all laughing and getting higher, with Brad sitting between them on the couch. He started to feel more relaxed, and put his arms around their shoulders. As he did, he touched Sally's scarf and she got nervous.
"Hey, why are you wearing this tonight?" he asked. "Not that I don't like it. It's a nice look, but somehow seems too mature for you."
"Well. I ... I...." Sally stuttered. trying to find something to say.
"She thinks that she is more mature, now that she's experienced her first man," Meggie said, and Sally was so happy that her friend had said it.
"And what about you, Meggie?" he asked. "You've never had any."
"Not a one," the girl said. "Oh, there was this guy up at summer camp when I was fifteen. He tried to get me off in the woods."
"Why didn't you go?" Sally asked. "Didn't you think you were ready?" . "Oh, I was, but he wasn't. He had trouble getting it up, and he was such a goofball anyway. I was only going to do it with him for the experience of doing it with someone."
"I hope that's not how you feel about me," Brad said to Meggie.
She smiled at him, then leaned forward and kissed him hard on the lips. As she did, Sally watched the way he started to suck on her tongue, and she could feel a little bit of jealousy raging through her body.
However, she knew better, and controlled herself. For she knew that she couldn't get jealous about what would happen, because if she tried to put a stop to it in any kind of way, then Meggie might tell him everything.
As the kiss ended and Meggie pulled back, she moved her hand to his crotch and started to rub his stiffened cock bulge.
He moaned softly, and then suggested that they all move up to his room.
Sally lit another joint on the way up the stairs, following the two of them, and as they entered the room, she turned the dimmer switch down.
"Hey, what are you doing that for?" he asked her. "I want to see."
"You can still see," she said to him. "You can see all that you need to see, in the shadows. If you don't know where to put it from that, I feel sorry for you."
Sally started to laugh, and she leaned against the dresser and watched as both Meggie and Brad started to undress fast. She decided that smoking the joint would be a good enough excuse to stay dressed for the time being.
She watched as Brad moved closer to Meggie, and reached behind to unhook her bra strap. He started to push her panties down, too, and as he did, he was rubbing the head of his stiffened cock against her buttocks.
She moaned, then looked at Sally and winked at her. As she did, Brad noticed that Sally hadn't started to get undressed yet.
He walked over to her and took the joint from her hand.
"Get out of those things," he said to her, moving his hand to her tit.
She could see his expression in the shadows, and knew that he was wondering why she had worn a bra that night. However, from what she could see of Meggie and Brad in the dim shadows of the room, she knew that he wouldn't be able to see any bruises on her body, and felt safe in stripping to the buff.
The only thing that she left on was the scarf, thinking that perhaps he might be able to see the hicky, even in the dim light. When Brad commented on her keeping the scarf on, she even had an answer for him.
"A woman with something on, even the tiniest thing, is so much more sexy than a woman with nothing on, as far as I'm concerned."
Brad laughed, and held out his hand for her. The three of them stood in a small circle, facing each other. They started to touch each other, and Sally could 'feel just how fleshy Meggie's tits were.
She moved her fingers to one of her friend's brown nipples and plucked at it gently, while Meggie was moving her hands to Brad's dick, stroking it firmly. He was moaning softly as he suggested that they all move to the bed.
The first thing that Brad wanted to do was eat Meggie's pussy, since he had never tasted her before. She lay back and spread her legs wide, and as he moved his mouth down to her cunt lips and started to suck on them, Sally moved her mouth to Brad's dick and started to run her tongue along the underside.
As she tasted his cock, she couldn't help but think about the pussy she had tasted that day. Somehow, she felt strange licking Brad after what she had licked. It was as if she was feeling guilty and dirty for what she had done that afternoon.
She sucked one of his balls into her mouth, and then the other, but that didn't happen until she felt his cock pulsating a little. She knew that by just sucking on his balls, he would still stay turned-on, but wouldn't run the risk of coming.
She could hear him slurping away at Meggie's cunt, and she seemed to be loving it.
And Meggie was. She loved the way Brad could spread her pussy lips wide enough with his fingers, keeping his two thumbs inside of her pussy as his tongue worked over her erect, eager clit. He sucked it tenderly, and when she felt her pussy spasming lightly, she could feel his tongue sinking inside, deeper and deeper, licking come off her walls.
She started to thrust her hips upward a little bit, and she could feel her whole body trembling with her first sexual pleasures.
It was true that she had masturbated one or two times in her Ufe before, but Meggie had never considered masturbation a part of sex, unless you were doing it with someone else. She had always thought that sex had to deal with two people, and now that it was happening, she knew she was going to love it.
When her pussy spasmed around his tongue, she felt fine, but somehow knew that it was going to be even better when she would have his hot cock to spasm around.
He brought her off two times before he started to move forward, sliding his way up her body. Sally knew that he was going to get ready to fuck her, and she felt pretty good about it. She felt no tinge of jealousy at all. In fact, she felt good for Meggie, and slid up so she could watch.
She saw the look of pleasure on Meggie's face as Brad started to rub his stiffened cock head back and forth over her pussy bps. Then, he slid his way into her slowly, but came to a sudden stop.
"What's wrong?" Sally asked, noticing that only about an inch of his dick was inside of Meggie's pussy.
"She's got one, all right," Brad said. "She's got a hymen, and I know that I'm going to have to break right through it."
"Will it hurt?" Meggie asked, and Sally could hear the sound of fear in her friend's voice. "It will hurt, won't it?"
"No," Sally said, and she leaned forward and stroked Meggie's short brown hair. "Besides, hon, even if it did, it will only be for a second. And it has to happen sometime."
"Yeah," Brad said to her. "It's going to have to happen sometime, and there is no time like the present. Just relax, Meggie."
Meggie closed her eyes, but Sally could see from the way she was almost squinting, to try and keep them shut tight, that she was not relaxing at all. She smiled at Brad and nodded to him, indicating that he should continue.
Brad pulled his cock back a little and then thrust his way deep into Meggie's pussy. As he did, the girl felt her hymen breaking, and she let out a short scream. However, the pain did subside right away.
Meggie couldn't believe it, but she was happy about it. She felt her pussy starting to spasm hard around his cock, and she loved the feeling of that masculine flesh inside of her. She could hear him moaning as her cunt worked over his cock, and then, she felt Sally moving closer.
"I want to lick your pussy, Sal," Brad was saying to her. "This is going to be a first for me. Double-duty. But I want to do it anyway."
Sally moved to one side of Meg, and Brad turned his head. He stuck his tongue out and started to lick Sally's bruised pussy lips. She was glad that he wouldn't be able to see them, and even happier for the tender affection he was showing as he licked her.
He seemed to know just how to use his tongue on her cunt to make her not only relax, but even more, to turn her on. And somehow, Sally had thought that it was going to take a long time before he would make her come.
But he was being so much more gentle than any of the girls had been with her that afternoon, and soon, she could feel her pussy juices starting to flow. Brad started to moan louder as she filled his face with her come.
"Mmm," she heard him saying, and she wasn't sure how he was doing on the lower half, so she looked down. She could see that Meggie had her legs wrapped around his buttocks, and she was massaging them firmly.
"Oh, this fucking is the greatest thing," Meggie was moaning. "I feel like I've been wasting some good years of my life. When I think about that goofball at summer camp, I know I should have done it with him."
"But I thought he was such a goofball," Sally moaned, as she moved her hand to her own tit and started to squeeze her nipple.
"He was. But what's the difference. He had a cock, right?"
Sally wanted to tell her that all cocks couldn't possibly be the same, although she was no expert on the matter. But she had seen two different cunts that afternoon, and she knew that pussies were not the same. It only followed that cocks would be different, too, not only in size and shape, but also in performance.
Some men had to be better fuckers than others, and Brad had to be among the best.
Sally could feel him still sucking out her juices, and then, he started to thrust his dick in and out of Meggie as hard as he possibly could. Meggie threw her head back, opened her mouth, and let out the longest, most steady moan that Sally had ever heard. There was no doubt in Sally's mind that her friend was on the verge of her peak.
"Shit, I'm coming hard," Meggie started to moan, "so fucking hard."
"Too hard," Brad moaned, and he was gasping for breath. "Your cunt is so tight that I don't think I can hold back any longer. Shit, I know I can't."
Brad had felt himself working up to orgasm, and then he had slowed down a bit. When her pussy had started to spasm, though, he knew he couldn't hold back.
He waited as the feelings in his cock got more and more intense, and he could feel the sweat dripping down all over his body. He moved his mouth back to Sally's pussy and just inhaled deeply so he could smell her sweet fragrance, and then, he felt himself starting to explode inside of Meg.
Sally knew that he was coming, and she ran her hands up and down his taut back, realizing that his nerves were probably at their most sensitive state during this time of heightened orgasm, and that she wanted to make him feel better.
She saw how he continued to thrust his ass as he was coming, and soon, she could see him thrusting in deep and staying there.
"Oh God," he moaned. "Meggie's pussy is playing all kinds of tricks on me. She's still spasming and keeping me hard."
"The harder the better," Sally moaned. "That way you can fuck me, too."
"Let me wait here a minute first," he moaned, and he stayed inside of Meggie unti! he was sure that his dick would not go limp.
He loved the way her tight pussy muscles had worked him over to keep him hard, and as he pulled out, he kissed her on the lips. Sally was already getting herself into position by laying back on the bed and spreading her legs.
He thrust his cock right into her cunt, and she was wet enough to take him in easily. He thrust upwards and in at the same time, and she felt the entire length of his cock bone sliding over her aroused clit.
She started to moan, for she could feel her pussy spasming from the very start. He moved his mouth to hers and kissed her, then started to kiss his way down to her neck. However, her scarf was in the way.
When he tried to move it, she pulled her hands up and covered it. Then, she pulled his mouth back up to hers and kissed him, to cover that move. She knew that if she didn't, he would have wanted to know why she wouldn't let him take the scarf off.
As he was thrusting, Meggie moved her mouth down to his buttocks. She started to run her tongue all over his taut, sweaty ass, and she could taste the salty flavor of his sweat. She loved the way it tasted, and started to move her tongue between his buttocks, where the sweat seemed to be flowing steadily.
She -rimmed his asshole a little because she liked the way it tasted, and then she started to lick his balls. She sucked one into her mouth, and then the other, moving her head back and forth to keep up with his thrusting pace.
Soon, Brad could feel his cock swelling inside of Sally's cunt, and he knew that the pleasures were reaching a high.
It was the first time in his life that he had ever been with two women, and the idea of having one with a cunt to fuck while the other was licking his testicles and the underside of his dick, turned him on.
He knew that was the reason why he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer, and he kissed Sally on the ear and apologized to her for coming so fast, just as he started to flood her pussy with one hot load of come after another.
Sally loved the feeling of his cock spurting off inside of her, and since this was only the second time she had ever felt it, she closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling. When his cock started to go limp inside of her, he pulled out.
He got up without saying a word, and started to walk toward the bathroom, leaving Meggie and Sally alone on the bed.
"Oh, that was nice," Meggie said, and Sally stroked her friend's hair.
"You see, I told you that it would be great. And I told you that Brad is great. I really think I love him."
"Well, remember what I told you," Meggie said. "I was the one who said that we could do it with the lights down and he wouldn't see and thing, and wasn't I right?"
"Yes, I have to give you some credit there," Sally said, and she leaned down and kissed Meggie on the lips, gently. "You were so right."
The two of them lay on the bed for a short while, and Sally closed her eyes. Then, all of a sudden, even though her eyes were closed, she could see more light. She opened them fast and saw that Brad was standing next to the dimmer switch, and that he had just turned the lights up full.
She tried to cover her body, but he was already walking closer. He had a washcloth in his hand, and he was moving it toward Meggie's blood-stained pussy.
"I just thought that you'd need to clean up a little," he was saying. "After all, there is still the virgin blood when it's over."
He was smiling as he wiped Meggie, but when he looked over at Sally, he was no longer smiling. He stopped wiping Meggie's cunt and moved his hand to Sally's nipple.
"Hey, what happened here?" he asked, looking at the teeth marks. He looked at the other nipple, then down at her bitten cunt lips. "Sally, what's going on?"
"Nothing, Brad," she said to him, as she trembled. "Believe me. Nothing."
"Oh yeah?" he asked, eying her suspiciously. Suddenly, he reached for her scarf and yanked it away. "What the fuck is this thing on your neck? How the hell did it get there? Who did it to you? Who? Who?"
Sally could see how mad Brad was with her, and she couldn't even think about anything to tell him. She knew that the truth was out because he never would have understood that. He would have hated hearing about her lesbian bout that afternoon, especially with all those other girls around.
"Where did you get this hicky, Sally?" he asked her. "Who gave it to you?"
Sally looked at Meggie, hoping that her friend would see what a desperate state she was in and come up with a good lie, the way she had before.
But Meggie seemed to be just as stumped as she was.
"All right, Sally," he said, putting both of his hands on his hips and getting down to serious business, "I think that you owe me an explanation. And if you can't give me one, I think that that's it between us."
"But Brad, it can't be," she said. "I haven't been with anyone else but you. I haven't. You have to believe me. You're the only guy I've ever been with."
"Then who's the guy who's been biting your tits and your cunt?" he asked. "And was it the same guy who gave you the hicky? Huh? Or was it another one? Come on, Sally. What was so special this afternoon at school? Was that it? Was it one of the teachers?"
Sally could feel herself on the verge of tears, and she jumped off the bed and started to run toward the bathroom. She locked the door, just as she heard him starting to pound on it with his fists.
"You're going to have to come out sometime to leave, you cheating bitch," he was screaming at her. "You can't stay in there forever. You lied to me. I can't believe it. You lied to me. You said you loved me, and you lied."
Sally could hardly hear what he was saying, because by that time, she was crying too loud....
CHAPTER FOUR
Sally tossed and turned all Friday night in bed. All she could think about was what had happened that night with Brad, and how violently he had reacted.
During the time that she had kept herself locked in the bathroom, mainly because she had no idea of what else to do, she could hear him pounding hard on the door with his fists, screaming at her. The sound of the pounding was bad enough without his yelling at her. It seemed like it had gone on forever, but then, he suddenly seemed to quiet down.
Sally remembered how she had put her ear to the door to try and hear what was going on outside, but she couldn't hear anything.
She did manage to make out the sound of two voices, and it wasn't until then that she remembered Meggie being in the house, too. She knew that Meggie had to have been talking to him. A few minutes later, there was a bghter knocking on the door.
Then, she heard Meggie asking her to open up. She let Meggie in, and all her friend said was that Brad would drive them both home.
"But what did you say to him?" Sally kept asking her friend, and she never did get an answer from Meggie, who just kept insisting that Sally had better get dressed while Brad was appeased, at least for the moment.
Then, the three of them went down to Brad's car. She sat on the end, with Meggie in the middle, but she could still feel his hostile vibes being sent out, and she was trembling and biting her bottom lip the whole time, trying to keep from crying.
Brad dropped her off first, then started to take Meggie home.
Or had he, Sally couldn't help but keep wondering as she got ready for bed that night.
She kept thinking that maybe Meggie had really come on to Brad, which wouldn't have been hard to do, considering the fact that Brad had just fucked her that night.
Sally could have killed herself when she thought that she was the one who had set up the whole thing with Brad and Meggie.
At about eight in the morning, she sat up in bed. The sun was already shining through her window, and she took that as as good a reason as any to get up. She kept looking at the clock, waiting until she thought it would be a reasonable time to call Meg. She knew that her friend had a telephone right by her bed, but that didn't make a difference. The idea of talking to Meggie first thing in the morning, after waking her up, was not a pleasing one, since Sally had been through it before.
Meggie could be such a fucking tiger in the morning, and Sally knew that she was going to have to be in a reasonable mood to talk with her, so she would be able to find out everything that had gone on.
By eleven, Sally was practically pissing in her pants with anticipation. She had already dressed herself for the day, and she had even gone downstairs Where her mother had forced some breakfast on her.
When she finally picked up the phone to dial, she felt some sense of relief. However, when she heard the tone of Meggie's voice, she knew that she had woke her friend up. She could hear the drowsy sound of sleep.
"Yeah?" Meggie asked, which was a dead giveaway. "What? Who? Talk."
"Meggie, honey," Sally said, being as sweet as she could be, "it's me, Sal. I just called to see how you're feeling this morning."
"Tired," Meggie said. "I didn't get to sleep until real late last night. I was up with Brad, talking to him."
Sally could feel her jealousy raging deep inside, but she didn't think that she could let Meggie know it yet.
"And just what were you two talking about?" she asked, casually.
"What do you think we were talking about?" Meggie asked back.
"It could have been a lot of things, Meggie. I mean, you two did just get to know each other last night. Then there was me and Brad, and what was."
"You hit it on the head. We were talking about both things."
"Tell me everything," Sally said, with a sudden burst of enthusiasm. "What did you first say to him when I was locked in the bathroom? I don't even know that. I was dying to ask you yesterday, but I just couldn't. I knew I couldn't because he was right there, but now we have the time and ... '
"All I told him was that he should wait for you to give him some kind of an explanation," Meggie said. "Nothing more, and nothing less."
Sally was getting even madder. She could see it all then. Meggie had told him to wait for an explanation, and then, she must have used her feminine wiles on him afterwards, probably getting him to fuck her again back at his place.
"What could I have told him?" Meggie asked, when she heard nothing. "I didn't think it was my place to tell him anything else."
"What about afterwards, when you dropped me off? What happened then?"
"Sally, can't I talk to you about this later? I'm really pooped. I just got to sleep at about five in the morning. I had to sneak into my house."
"Five in the morning!" Sally screamed. "Five in the fucking morning! What the hell were you two doing last night until five in the fucking morning? What? What?"
Meggie was beginning to get pissed off with Sally's tone of voice.
"Look, I told you that we were talking. We were both drunk and stoned, and he had a lot of things that he wanted to get off his chest."
"Yeah, and I'm sure that he had a lot of come to shoot from his dick, too," Sally said. "And I bet I know right where he shot it, also."
"Sally, I'm not going to stay here and listen to this shit," Meggie said. "I have better things to do with my time."
"Yeah, I'm sure. Like fingering your pussy while you think about him."
"That's what, Meg? What the fuck is it? Go on, tell me what the fuck it is."
"This," Meggie screamed, and all of a sudden, Sally could hear a slamming sound.
She pulled the phone back from her ear because it was so loud, and then, she realized that Meggie was no longer on the line.
She had, in fact, hung up on her, leaving Sally really hanging. For a few seconds Sally contemplated calling Meggie back and apologizing, but she figured that Meggie was the one who owed her an apology.
For as far as Sally was concerned, her best friend had stolen her boyfriend from behind her back. True, she realized that she and Brad had had a fight, and that the fight was the major reason for the break-up. But she also reasoned that had Meggie not been there, perhaps she and Brad would have had the time to talk. And now, with Meggie moving in, Brad would never want to even hear an explanation from her.
She was still sitting in her room at about noon, when she started to think of Brad again. She closed her eyes and dreamed of his naked body, and how handsome he looked when his huge cock was hard, and sticking straight out.
As she thought about him, she started to rub her hot pussy through her pants. It didn't take her more than a few seconds to realize what a point she had worked herself up to, and ever so slowly, she started to pull her pants and panties down. She slid her fingers through her blonde pussy bush and started to rub her cunt bps.
She was soaking wet already, and the more she played with her hot pussy bps, the wetter they got. Soon, they just slid right open, and she was able to slide her fingers right over her stiffened clit.
When Sally felt the pleasure of her pussy, she was a bit content.
But at the same time, along with the sexual high, she felt some frustration. It was nice to masturbate, or at least, she had thought that way once, long ago. But now, it just wasn't the same, after having experienced Brad's cock.
Masturbating just made her think about it more and more, for her fingers were certainly not filling her the way Brad's hot meat used to.
Sally started to work her pussy over faster, wiggling her clit back and forth with her thumb and forefinger, hoping that by raising her passions to an incredible high, she would be able to make herself forget about Brad.
She started to thrust her ass up and down off the bed, and it felt much nicer as her clit rubbed over her fingers, rather than her fingers rubbing her clit. It was easier to imagine that it was Brad on top of her, using his cock on her. However, when she started to come and there was no thick piece of meat for her cunt walls to spasm around, she remembered him.
As she was coming out of her first orgasm, she heard a knock on her door.
"Sally, honey," she heard her mother's voice saying, and as soon as she heard it, she quickly slid under the covers. She knew that her mother was going to barge right into the room without knocking, and she was right.
Sally got under the covers right in rime. That way, it looked like she was still in bed sleeping, rather than looking like she had just finished masturbating. Her mother smiled at her, but there was something disturbing in the smile.
"Sally, are you just going to lay in bed all day? It's a bright, beautiful sunny day outside. You should go out and take advantage of it."
"Oh, mom, I don't feel like doing anything much today," the girl said.
"Tell me something. Did you and Brad have a fight? Why, I thought so. I could tell just by looking at you. Look honey, I'm sure you're both old enough and mature enough to talk things out. But don't just hide yourself away in bed. Go out and enjoy yourself without him. I'm sure that you can."
Sally wanted to tell her mother what she had just been thinking about masturbation and how she would never enjoy it again since feeling Brad's dick inside of her. But that, she knew, would have caused an instant heart attack.
She waited until her mother had left her room, then slid out of her bed and pulled her pants and panties back on. She went outside, only because she knew her mother well enough to realize that once the woman was onto an idea, she went all the way with it. Sally knew that if she had stayed home all day, her mother would be on her case all day, too. Somehow, the idea of being outside, even if she was in a down mood, was much better than being home with her mother.
Sally started to walk down the street, going no place in particular. However, she soon found herself walking past Ellie Reese's house, and as she did, she could hear Ellie calling to her. The redheaded girl was sitting on her front stoop, wearing a pair of jeans and a T-shirt.
Sally felt a little uncomfortable with Ellie, after what had happened at school the day before. However, when Ellie started calling her over, Sally knew that she would have to go talk with her.
After all, impressing any and all members of the Midtown High School Sorority would definitely be something in her favor.
"Hey, Sally," Ellie said, smiling brightly. Sally didn't smile back. "Hey, you do look a little down, Sally. Why don't you come inside and I'll get you something that might brighten you up and bring you out of it."
Sally nodded, but didn't say anything. She followed Ellie into her house, and as Ellie walked to the bar in her living room, she was telling Sally how her parents went away for the day, and how she always felt better when she was home alone.
Sally could see why. After all, Ellie was really taking advantage of her father's vodka, and soon, Sally was holding a large drink in her hand. Ellie made herself one, and the two of them sat down to talk.
As they did, Ellie wanted to find out more and more about Brad. After all, she was thinking about her plan with Miss Shelley.
But Sally said that she wasn't in any mood to talk about Brad, and so, the subject moved to the secret sorority, and some of the things that they did. Ellie did not go into too many details, and in the end, Sally seemed more confused than when they had started talking.
"You know, I did like you a lot yesterday," Ellie said, and then she pushed Sally's long blonde hair out of the way and looked at the hicky that she had left. "And you know something, that looks pretty good, too."
Sally smiled. She was beginning to feel more and more drunk. Suddenly, Ellie leaned over and kissed her hard on the lips. It was so unexpected, and Sally, caught off guard, found herself sucking on the girl's tongue.
But then, once she realized what she was doing, she tried to push Ellie away.
"Stop it," she started to scream. "Ellie, cut it out. I don't want this."
Ellie pulled back and looked at Sally. All of a sudden, she didn't look as friendly as she had seemed to be before.
"Sally, I want to lick your pussy. I liked the way it tasted yesterday, and I want to try it again today. Do you understand what I'm telling you."
"No," Sally said, emphatically, "i won't let you."
"You won't have any choice," Ellie said, and suddenly, she pulled rank. "Look, I am the head student member of the sorority. You have to learn that you have to obey everything that I tell you to do. Now come on, Sally, you liked what we did yesterday."
Sally hated having to bow down to everything that Ellie said. But as she sat there, she could feel a familiar stirring in her pussy. She knew how much she had been left unsatisfied that morning when she had masturbated, and so, she thought, Ellie might be able to bring her off to satisfaction.
"All right," Sally said, also realizing that she wouldn't have Brad for the weekend. "Is you're so insistent, then go ahead and do it."
She stood up slowly and pushed her pants and panties down at the same time.
Ellie smiled and licked her lips as she saw the blonde-haired pussy right before her eyes. She could see the thick patch, and the thing that turned her on the most were those juicy red cunt lips.
She insisted that Sally strip down to the buff, so she could have a go at her tits, too. As Sally pulled her shirt over her head, she felt Ellie moving her fingers to her pussy and stroking her softly.
She had to admit to herself that the girl had a nice, smooth touch. It was most pleasing, as if she knew just what she was doing.
Once Sally was naked, Ellie stood up and started to undress herself. Sally got to study her body in full this time, and in a better light than she had seen her in the day before. She loved the red color of Ellie's pussy patch. It was a brighter red than the hair on her head.
In fact, Sally noticed, it was almost as red as Ellie's perked-up nipples.
Ellie lay down next to Sally on the couch and started to kiss her on the lips. As she did, she was pressing her body on top of Sally's so that their tits made perfect nipple-to-nipple contact. She also brushed her leg between Sally's so that she was making a nice rubbing contact against Sally's pussy mound.
As they kissed, they both started to run their hands up and down each other's bodies. Sally could feel the way Ellie was massaging her nipples, and she did the same thing to the redheaded girl. She felt how stiff Ellie's nipples were and when she started to pinch them harder, the girl moaned so loud.
"That's the way to do it, Sally," she said. "You sure know how to make a girl feel good, right where it counts."
Ellie's compliments were making Sally feel quite content with what she was doing, and she started to kiss her way down the girl's body when she rolled over on her side. She loved the taste of Ellie's sweaty flesh, and as she was working over the girl's nipples, she could taste an even greater build-up of sweat there.
She sucked on one stiff red nipple, and then the other, flicking it back and forth with her quick tongue on occasion, and sometimes, even going so far as to nibble on it with her teeth, always keeping in mind just where Ellie was at and how the girl was reacting to what she was doing.
When she started to lick her way down to Ellie's pussy, Ellie insisted that Sally move her cunt down on her face at the same time.
Sally liked that idea, for she didn't know how much she would have enjoyed working over a cunt without being worked over herself. At least with Ellie's licking her, she reasoned, she would have the incentive to go on.
As she lowered her pussy down on the girl's face, she could feel Ellie's fast-darting tongue shooting right into her pussy. Ellie made incredibly perfect contact with Sally's aroused clit, working it back and forth as fast as she could with her tongue. Once Sally felt the sudden rise in pleasures, she spread Ellie's legs wide.
She clamped her lips against Ellie's wet pussy lips and started to suck hard at first. She could taste some pussy cream being sucked into her mouth, but it seemed as if she was going to have to turn Ellie on first to build up the load.
She spread the girl's cunt bps with her fingers, exposing her ripe, red clit. She placed her lips over it, then started to work on it the same way that she had worked on Ellie's juicy red nipples.
First, she just used her lips on the clit, sucking it and licking it gently. But then, she could sense that Ellie wanted more, and she started to nibble on the clit with her lips. Ellie seemed to want her to go even further, and in no time at all, Sally was actually using her teeth on Ellie's heightened clit.
Ellie started to moan hard, and Sally had to press the girl's legs down because she started to thrust her cunt up and down, slapping her in the face a few times. However, once she had Ellie coming at a nice, steady rate, Sally felt good.
For she could feel Ellie starting to reciprocate with her. She felt Ellie starting to suck her pussy harder, and it was a nice orgasm. Her pussy spasmed nice and hard, and then, her juices rolled down into Ellie's eagerly awaiting mouth.
Even the sound of Ellie's slurping was a turn-on for Sally, for it showed her just how much Ellie was turned-on working her over. At one point, while Ellie was still licking out the rest of the cream from Sally's first hard orgasm, Sally could feel Ellie's pussy starting to spasm very hard.
She moved her mouth all around the girl's thighs, just to turn her on a little more and build up her orgasmic anticipation. Then, she started to suck on Ellie's cunt lips again, and soon, she was sucking out a nice, hot load of juice.
Sally thought about the taste of pussy cream, in comparison with the delicious taste of cock come. She decided that she loved cock come much better, but, that she could also find some kind of satisfaction in pussy juices.
Of course, one of her reasons was that she knew she'd be tasting more pussy cream in the weeks to come, so basically, she told herself that to prepare herself and make it easier on herself to get into it.
As the girls lay side by side, after intense orgasms on both their parts, Ellie started to stroke Sally's thighs.
"Miss Shelley is going to be so happy hearing about this," Ellie said.
"Oh God, you wouldn't tell her what we just did, would you?" Sally asked, and she could feel herself starting to panic. "I mean, she wouldn't want to know about it."
"Of course she would," Ellie said. "She likes hearing about things like this. Besides, when I tell her that I commanded you to do it, and I tell her that you listened to me, it's going to be good for you. She'll put a gold star next to your name, and the more gold stars you have, the better."
Sally sighed, and felt content in knowing that Ellie was doing it all for her own good.
"You know something," she said to Ellie. "I'm kind of glad to be getting involved with this sorority now, expecially at this time."
"Oh?" Ellie asked. "And just why is that? What's so special about this time?"
"Well, for one thing, I think that Meggie and I just had a big fight. She used to be my best friend, and I could use some new ones."
"She's a nerd anyway," Ellie said. "That's one of the reasons why she was never asked to become a member. We only ask people who are cool."
"I'm glad that you considered me cool enough," Sally said.
There was a long pause, as Ellie let her fingers wander up Sally's pussy. She wiggled the girl's clit back and forth again, and Sally could feel herself getting worked up once more. She closed her eyes and moaned.
"Hey," Ellie said to her, "what about your other best friend? I mean, your boyfriend, who I would hope is as good a friend as your best girlfriend. Even better."
"What about him?" Sally asked, thinking of Brad again and feeling as if she was about to burst into tears once more.
"You still have him, don't you? As a real good friend, I would imagine."
"No," Sally said, and suddenly, she couldn't hold back any longer. "Last night the two of us had a big fight. Oh, Ellie, I'm so upset."
"Tell me all about it," Ellie said, as she started to smile slyly.
Sally started to babble on, telling the girl all about what had happened last night, and how Brad had found her hicky. Sally didn't say it with any malice toward Ellie, since Ellie was the girl who had given it to her, and Ellie was glad to hear Sally talk about it without any hostility.
"So then, you two aren't going to be going together anymore?"
"I think that's what happened," Sally said. "We haven't talked yet, and I imagine that we're just never going to get our chance to talk."
Ellie started to lick her way around Sally's pussy again, and Sally closed her eyes and started to relax back into it.
She felt so good, knowing that Ellie was going to do something like this because she wanted to make her relax and forget. As Ellie started to suck hard on her pussy again. Sally could fee! the sexual pleasure building up inside of her.
For a few minutes, she started to compare this pleasure with the pleasure of Brad's cock. She knew that it wasn't as good for her, but she also knew that she would be able to survive with a bunch of pussy lickers for a while. After all, she reasoned, it would be better to be getting something than nothing at all.
And Ellie could sure make her feel like she was getting something good.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Ellie," Miss Shelley said to the girl, early Monday morning, "I wanted to tell you that the more I think of your idea to break up Sally and Brad, the more I like it. I haven't thought about how to go about it just yet, but I will."
"Maybe I can think of something, too," Ellie said to her teacher.
She started to smile pleasantly, and she knew that even Miss Shelley, who thought she could read her so well, would never be able to read through her smile this time.
For ever since Ellie had been with Sally on Saturday, she had known that Sally and Brad had already busted up. However, she had decided that it wouldn't make a difference one way or another if Miss Shelley were to know about it.
There was a completely selfish reason for this, however.
Ellie had always admired Brad from afar, but, for the last year, Brad hadn't looked at her once. That was because he had been too busy with Sally Lewis.
Now that Sally and Brad were no longer a thing, Ellie decided that she might be able to move right into Sally's place. However, she also knew that Miss Shelley would hate hearing something like that. She knew how much Miss Shelley despised Brad.
So, in the end, Ellie decided that anything she would do with Brad would have to be done to make it look like she was trying to get Brad and Sally to break up, at least for the sake of Miss Shelley. But. behind it all, Ellie was hoping that Brad would start to take some interest in her.
"Do you have any ideas then, on how to go about it?" Miss Shelley asked.
"Well, I might have mentioned the start of an idea on Friday," Ellie said.
"Please refresh my memory," Miss Shelley said to her. "What was the idea?"
"Perhaps if Brad starts to stray, and then Sally hears about it, she'll just tell him to fuck off. Wouldn't it be better that way?"
"As opposed to what?" Miss Shelley had to ask, as she smiled with satisfaction.
"As opposed to Brad's breaking up with her. After all, we want him to feel the hurt, and not her. So, if we do something to make her so pissed at him that she'll break up with him, just think how bad he'll feel. It might even mess up some of his games for the next few weeks. You know how depression can be."
Miss Shelley started to laugh out loud, and Ellie knew that she was quite happy with her plan. She patted Ellie's hair gently.
"Good idea, honey. Now, we'll have an emergency meeting this afternoon, after school, during which time we can set up the whole thing. Tell all the girls, except, of course, Sally. She doesn't have to know about the meeting. After all, if she found out what we were going to do, it wouldn't work, would it?"
"I don't think so," Ellie said. "Well then, see you later."
She winked at Miss Shelley, who winked back at her. And as she started to walk down the hall, Ellie's mind was already working fast.
She had no intention of waiting until that afternoon to get the plans started. She had every intention, however, of starting them herself, that afternoon. For she realized how vulnerable Brad had to have been that day, his first day in school without Sally. She just hoped that Miss Shelley wouldn't see either Brad or Sally and realize that they were already split.
As she turned the corner of the hall on the first floor, she had to gasp.
Leaning against the wall was Meggie, and leaning right next to her was Brad Weiss. He was looking at her with seductive eyes, and saying things that Ellie couldn't make out. However, she could hear how loud Meggie was laughing.
As she walked by, she decided to put some of her plan into action.
"Well now, Meggie, you don't wait too long, do you?" she said, snidely, and she was going to continue walking, but Meggie stopped her.
"What do you mean by that?" Meggie asked her, grabbing her arm.
"I spoke with Sally on Saturday, and she told me about her and Brad. Why, hello Brad, you look nice today."
"You still haven't told me what you meant," Meggie said, getting angrier.
"Just this. All I know is that if I had a best friend who was going out with a guy, and then they broke up, I wouldn't move right in on him."
"Hey, Ellie, you got it all wrong," Brad said to her.
"I hope I do then, Brad. After all, you're a sweet guy, and I would hate to think of the things that people would be saying about you if they saw you with Meggie. Well now, I have to get to class. So long."
She ran down the hall, smiling the whole time. As she turned the corner, she stuck her head around to have another look. She could see that Brad and Meggie had split, and they were both walking in opposite directions. Brad was walking toward her, and Ellie quickly walked into a stairwell.
She stood there, hoping that Brad would follow her and walk up the stairs with her. However, just as he turned the corner, he started to walk into the boys' bathroom that was right before the stairwell.
Ellie felt mad enough to bust. However, as she started to think more, she realized that he was probably in the bathroom all alone. After all, it was early morning.
Slowly, she walked back out into the hall, then turned her head in both directions. No one was coming, and so, she opened the bathroom door fast and stepped right in. As she did, she looked around the room.
She could see all the urinals, but Brad was nowhere to be found. Then, she started to smell something, and as she looked over near a stall, she could see his two feet from under the partitions. She knew that he was probably taking a shit, or something.
As she walked closer, however, she realized that the smell was the aromatic fragrance of pot. Brad had obviously snuck into the John to blow a joint. She walked into the next stall and closed the door, then sat down.
Ever so slowly, she started to slide her foot under the partition, toward him. She touched his foot, and as soon as she did, she heard him screaming.
"Hey now, what the fuck do you think you're doing. You fucking fag. Jesus fucking Christ man, I'm going to come over there and break your neck."
She could see him getting up, and when he didn't bend down to pick up his pants, she knew that he hadn't even taken them down to begin with. He had just come in to smoke a joint and nothing else.
He slammed his way out of his stall and pounded on her door.
"Open up, you fucking fag," he said to her, thinking that she was another guy.
She reached over and pushed the lock open. Then, she saw the door smash right open as he kicked it in. She wasn't at all upset. In fact, she sat there quite contentedly so she could see the reaction on his face.
At first, he still looked angry. But then, when he saw her sitting there, all the anger seemed to subside, and then, he was smiling. After that, he started to crack up with laughter, and he spoke as he handed her the joint.
"Christ, Ellie, what the fuck are you doing here? I thought that you were some faggy guy trying to cruise me."
Ellie laughed as she thought about it. She was no faggy guy, but she was trying to cruise him just the same.
"I saw you come in here," she said, smiling. "I had no idea what you were doing, but when I smelled this reefer, I knew that I wanted some."
"But what a risk, coming in here," he said. "You shouldn't have."
"But there was also something else that I wanted," she said to him.
"What?" he asked her, and he took the joint back from her.
"Just this," Ellie told him, and all of a sudden, she reached out and grabbed his groin in her hand. She started to rub him, pulling him into the stall with her.
As she rubbed his dick, she could feel him getting harder and harder. She soon had his fly pulled down, and it wasn't until then that Brad stepped into the stab and closed the door behind him, locking it.
She had his pants open by that time, although she had pulled his cock out before she pushed his pants down. She loved the thick rod in her hand, and even more, she loved his low-hanging balls, especially when they were swinging back and forth.
"Gosh, Ellie," he said, "you were the one who was just scolding Meggie for coming on to me, and now look at you."
"Well, Meggie is Sally's best friend," Ellie told him. "I'm not."
Brad continued to laugh as she pulled him closer and started to flick her tongue out, back and forth over his cock head. He moved even closer to her so that his groin was only inches from her face.
She inhaled deeply, taking in his strong cock odor. As she did, she opened her mouth wider and started to move it down the thick shaft of his cock.
Brad could feel her throat opening up to take him in, and he loved the tightness of it. She had a sensational mouth, he discovered, in less than a few seconds, for she was soon moving her mouth up and down his shaft at a steady rate, always taking him deep in her throat each time she moved her mouth down to the base.
She was massaging his hot balls in her hand, too, and that was helping to turn him on even faster.
"Mmm," she moaned, as she licked the underside of his dick. "Brad, I've seen a lot of cocks in my time, but none of them compare with yours."
"Why thanks, Ellie," he said. "You're real sweet to say that."
And that, Ellie knew, was just why she had said it. For the truth of the matter was, she hadn't seen too many cocks in her day. In fact, she had only seen one other, belonging to Charlie Kay, a guy she had dated for a few months in her freshman term. But then, when she had become a junior and had gotten closer to Miss Shelley, she had stopped seeing Charlie as much, and soon, they had split.
Brad's dick was much thicker than Charlie's, and probably even a little longer, she knew. But since Brad had no idea of how experienced she was, and since it would be better for his head to have her compliment him when she was making herself look like she was a pro, she didn't mind lying to him.
Anyway, she thought, if it's going to make him like me better, than I'll let it go.
She licked her way down to his balls and sucked them between her bps. As she did, she made sure to keep stroking his saliva-ridden shaft with her clenched fist. She loved the kind of power that she could feel surging through his cock.
She harder the sucked, the more she could tell her was getting turned on. She wanted to taste his come shooting down her throat.
Brad was still sucking on the joint while she brought him off, and the combination of the grass and this early morning orgasm, was making him feel sensational.
He was still quite upset with Sally about their fight, and there was a reason for it. He still loved her, deep down, and would have liked for them to continue seeing each other. If only she had an explanation for what she had done.
He knew that he would have been quite willing to hear it. If it were to involve another man, he had decided, then he even might be able to handle it, as long as Sally would let him know that he was the one she still loved.
But he hadn't spoken to her since Friday night, and he had already reasoned that she was the one who owed him the explanation, and that he was not going to talk to him until she came up to him and decided to explain without his asking her.
This early morning blow-job then, would keep him going through the day.
As she continued to suck him harder, he could feel his cock starting to reach that point where there was tension. He knew that if she worked him over just a few more seconds, he was going to come in her mouth.
Just then, however, he heard the bathroom door opening, and the voices of two guys.
"Quick," he whispered to her, and he took a few steps forward.
She moved back to make room for him, and he stepped onto the edge of the seat. That way, it looked like there was only one person in the booth, and that person would be Ellie. After all, she was the one with her feet on the floor.
He kept his cock in her mouth the whole time, and he just bent his body over a little bit so that he wouldn't be sticking out above the partition.
He kept thrusting at the same steady pace that she had been moving her mouth, and by the time he heard the boys starting to piss into the urinals, he was ready to come in her mouth. He started to cover his mouth as he came, to cover his moans.
However, Ellie was moaning loud, even though her mouth was stuffed with cock. So although her moans were muffled, the two boys could still hear them.
In some ways, Brad thought it was a turn-on as one of them remarked that it sounded like someone was jerking-off in the booth.
He knew that what was happening to him was better than jerking off, and he kept thrusting his hard, shooting dick, until she had drained him completely dry and there was no more for him to shoot. But even then, she kept him in her mouth, and he let her.
There was nothing else to do. He knew that he was going to have to stay in the position he was in until the boys had left the bathroom, and it wasn't until he heard them both yelling over, saying, "Hope the orgasm was good," and then he heard the door slamming shut, that he stepped down.
His cock fell from her mouth, and he heard her groaning a little, as if she was distressed at having lost it.
"That was really nice, Ellie," he said to her. "I never knew that you could suck cock as good as you did. But then again, how should I know?"
"It all depends on the cock I'm sucking," she said, with a pleasant smile.
"Well, I wish that there was something I could do to make it up to you."
Ellie stood up and started to smile. As she did, she opened her pants and panties and let them slide down to her ankles. She moved closer to him and started to rub her naked red-haired pussy patch against his bmp cock.
"I think that I could think of something, if you get my drift," she said to him.
He started to laugh, and as he did, he sunk down to his knees. He moved his mouth to her pussy and started to lick her red cunt bps. Ellie grabbed onto the top of the stall partition on either side for support.
After all, she knew, her cunt was so hot to begin with, that she might start to feel her legs buckle if her turned her on even more.
And he was. As he started to dig his tongue deep into her pussy, she could feel her clit swelling more and more. When he started to suck on her clit, he moved his hands behind to her buttocks and pulled her cunt closer to his face.
She moaned softly as she felt the pleasure tension increasing rapidly.
Soon, she was thrusting her cunt back and forth against his mouth at a nice, steady pace. He seemed to know a lot of different techniques, and the thing that impressed Ellie the most was the fact that he would keep changing them, too. There were a few moments when the pleasure would start to subside because he would have been doing the same thing for too long a while, and she would begin to feel bored.
However, just as that feeling would start to happen, he would change his tongue technique, and she would feel her pleasure on the rise again, swelling right up. As she started to come hard in his mouth, she could feel a movement in his body.
She looked down, just in time to see him jerking on his cock, hard. She could see that his dick was hard again, and that was a nice sight. But as he was sucking her, it looked like he was also determined to bring himself off again.
"Oh, don't do that," she moaned. "I don't want you to come again."
He looked up at her with questioning eyes, as if to ask her why.
"Oh, I don't want you to have to jerk yourself off, that's all. I want you to fuck me now. I'd love to feel that cock of yours in my cunt."
He smiled, and then, he pulled his head back. His chin was dripping with her juices.
"I didn't know that," he said. "But how are we going to work it in here?"
"I don't know, but we worked everything else out," she said.
And as he stood up, she started to see it all. She knew just how she was going to take him in. She started to lean forward, and she rested on the pipes that were leading out of the toilet bowl. She grabbed them for support, then wiggled her ass around.
"Just fuck me from behind," she said to him. "You can do that."
Brad started to moan softly as he rubbed his cock against her cunt from behind. He could feel how wet and eager her pussy was, because each time he would thrust his cock head, against her pussy lips, they would almost cling to him, as if they wanted him in deeper and deeper. He taunted her willing pussy for a few seconds, then moved one hand to her pussy from the front as he rammed himself in.
He started to finger-fuck her cunt at the same time that he was fucking her from behind, to keep her clit aroused. He could feel how wet and tight her cunt was the second his cock was deep inside of her.
She seemed to be loving it. She kept wiggling around all the time.
Brad liked it the best when he would pull his dick out, and she would shove her ass back against him. as if she didn't want him to leave her for even a second. It showed him just how eager she was for a good, hard fucking.
Soon, he was thrusting his dick in and out of her pussy harder and harder. He knew that she was getting off on the hard thrusts because her pussy spasms got increasingly tighter as he did so.
He felt the sweat starting to pour down his chest as he continued to fuck her, and when he felt his cock pulsating, he slowed down.
He had thought about the fact that they had both been in there a long time, and for a few seconds, he considered fucking her hard and fast, just so they would both come as soon as possible. However, that seemed ridiculous, when he thought about the fact that they had both already missed half of their first class.
There would be no sense in going to the other half, and so, he decided that the fucking could go on until he heard the warning bell, signaling the fact that the first period would be over in three minutes.
That way, it would give him enough time to come and clean himself off, before the period ended, and he and Ellie would be out of the bathroom before anyone came in to piss or shit during passing.
The warning bell rang about twenty minutes later, and both of them were sweating hard because of the intense passion that they had built up from the fucking.
As soon as the bell rang, he started to ram it back and forth in and out of her, and soon, he was reaching his point of orgasm. He fingered her clit faster so that she was lost in the pleasures of a heightened climax as he started to come.
"Oh, feed me that cream, Brad," she was j moaning, as she felt herself being filled. "Keep shooting it deep into me. I love it."
Brad loved it too, and he kept up his thrusting until his cock had been drained of its cream and was starting to go limp inside of her. Then, he pulled back and his dick slid out of her well-fucked cunt.
She turned around to kiss him hard on the bps, but he had already pulled back far enough so that he was out of reach. He was pulling up his pants and stuffing his cock right back inside. Then he was walking out of the stall.
She dressed fast and met him outside in the hall. She was sure that he was going to be head over heels crazy in love with her, and she was quite surprised by his distant attitude. He smiled at her and thanked her.
"Maybe we could do it again some time," she said, hoping that he would take her up on the offer and suggest a definite date.
"Yeah, perhaps we could," he said. "You were a hot fuck. But I've gotta run now. I gotta go to practice, and the coach will be pissed if I'm late."
He waved to her as he ran down the hall, and although she felt a little pissed at him, she still felt that she was weakening him. In fact, Ellie was sure that if she kept her eyes on him all week, and threw herself at him a few more times, she would make him take a greater interest in her.
However, all that changed at the meeting that afternoon. For when they were gathered around in the secret sorority room, after class, Miss Shelley brought up the idea that she and Ellie had thought about.
"Are all you girls in agreement over it?" she asked, throwing it out to them.
Ellie looked around as all the girls started to smile and nod their heads.
"Good," Miss Shelley said. "Now, the way we think is best to go about it is for a different girl to try and seduce him each day. That way, within a week he'll have been with five different girls. Within two weeks, it will be ten. Once Sally hears about a boy like that, she'll hate him."
"Wait," Ellie said. "Don't you think it would be better for us to decide on one girl to do all the seducing? I think it would be."
There was a silence in the room as all the girls looked over at her.
"No," Miss Shelley said. "I don't think that would be a good idea. If one girl does all the seducing, then he might start to get interested in that girl, and vice versa. We're not trying to set up a new romance. We're trying to break up an old one."
"Yeah!" all the other girls started to agree. "That's the best way to do it."
Ellie was looking very upset, but there was nothing that she could do. The majority had outvoted her, and Miss Shelley had the final say anyway. And Miss Shelley wanted a different girl to go after him each day.
After the meeting broke up, Miss Shelley asked Ellie to stay. Once the other girls had left, she turned to Ellie.
"What's wrong? You look upset. Aren't you happy with the plan?"
"A little," Ellie said. "I don't know. I think my way would have worked best."
"Really? And who would you have suggested as the one girl to go after him, Ellie? Yourself? No, you don't have to answer that. This morning, I could see how your little mind was working. That's just what you wanted. Well, face it, Ellie, this is the way it's going to be, and there's nothing you can do about it."
CHAPTER SIX
By the end of the week, Brad Weiss was exhausted. As Friday night rolled around, he was thankful for the week to be ending. He was even more thankful that there was no basketball game that weekend. Even if there was to be, he had reasoned, by the middle of the week, he knew that he wouldn't have been scheduled to play.
After all, he had been fucking up during practice all week, and the coach had mentioned it to him countless times.
"What the fuck's wrong with you, Brad?" the man would ask him. "Jesus fucking Christ, you're in a goddamn fucking slump."
Brad knew that he was, but he also knew that he couldn't go and tell the coach the real reason. After all, he had listened to the coach's advice on fucking before games and when you were in practice, when he was sure the coach was talking about a guy doing it with his steady girl.
He knew that the man would never understand the flow of girls he had had that week.
As he sat in his last class on Friday afternoon, he couldn't help but start to think about all the girls who had been throwing themselves at him all week.
It had started on Monday morning with Ellie Reese in the bathroom. He had thought of that as a real kinky, hot fuck, and he knew that one of the main reasons for his way of thinking was because of the surrounding circumstances. There had been a great deal of risk involved in what they had done because there had always been the chance that someone could have walked in and discovered them.
That threat of discovery had made the whole thing so much more kinky.
But then, later that afternoon, as he had been leaving the gym after a rehearsal, he had been surprised to see Nancy Ames waiting for him. He had always thought that Nancy was a good-lucking, but stuck-up blonde.
"Hey, Brad, could you do me a favor and drive me home?" she had asked him, and he had been shocked. "I was waiting around for you."
She had smiled at him seductively, licking her lips, and he had been more than willing.
As soon as they were sitting in his car, she wiggled herself closer to him so that her leg was brushing against his. Then, she started to move her hand up and down his thigh. By the time he had the car going, his cock was hard.
By the time he was driving, she had reached into his pants and had pulled his dick out. She was stroking the shaft softly.
"Hey," he had said, "I love what you're doing to me, but I just can't seem to concentrate too much on driving."
"Well then, why don't you pull over somewhere where we could be alone."
He had looked at the willing expression on her face, and he had known that she would probably go all the way with him. He knew a perfect spot. There was a small dirt road off the main highway that few people knew about.
You could even pull off on the side of the dirt road, and other cars passing by would never even know it.
Brad had used that spot fairly often, and he was happy to know that it would work again.
As he drove there, Nancy was persistent with his cock, to the point where he thought that he was going to come before she had a chance to even move her mouth to it. However, he slapped her hand away before she did that to him.
Once he was parked, however, he was willing to let her do anything. She started to unbutton his shirt, kissing her way down his chest. Then, she moved her mouth to his nipples and sucked them. As she kissed her way down to his dick, he was already pulsating, so that by the time she had opened her mouth to take him in, he was coming.
Nancy was a good cock-sucker, he could feel, for she knew how to keep her mouth nice and wet, and wide open.
She also had good sucking power, and he could feel the come being drained from his cock with an incredible force.
As she continued to suck him, trying to get him hard again, he slid his hand into her panties and began to play with her cunt. Soon, they were lying across the front seat of his car, and he was licking her pussy while thrusting his dick in and out of her willing mouth. She kept tickling his balls, too, and soon, he was pulsating hard as he readied himself for fucking her.
Nancy was a nice hot fuck, he discovered, although, when it came down to the nitty gritty of the thrusting, it was hard to get her to move. Brad liked a girl who would get so into it herself, that she would be thrusting her hips fast, along with him. But Nancy, being the stuck-up blonde cunt that she was, preferred to just lay back and keep her legs spread while he did all the cock thrusting.
However, when she came, her pussy got so tight that had she not been as wet as she was, he didn't think he would be able to keep moving.
As he started to come, he kissed her hard, and she sucked his tongue almost as hard as she had sucked his cock, with a willing, wet mouth.
And that, Brad thought, as he looked at the clock on the wall, had only been Monday.
On Tuesday, he had been walking down the hall when he started to notice how he seemed to be the center of attention. It was not something rare to him. Usually, after a weekend game where he would score high, he would be the center of attraction for the next few days, with all the girls turning their heads to look after him.
But since there had been no game, he couldn't understand it.
Then, late that afternoon, after his last class, Lynn Selby, a lovely brown-haired girl, and her friend Debbie Smith, had both come up to him.
They had asked him for a ride home, too, and as soon as they were in the car, they were both rubbing their hands all over him, "My parents both work late," Debbie had said to him, as she smiled.
"Did you mean that as an invitation?" he asked her, and she nodded.
Although he meant to ask her and Lynn why they were suddenly so interested in him, he didn't bother. After breaking up with Sally that weekend, he figured that fucking his way around the school would be a good way to forget about it.
And so, he had taken the girls back home. About five minutes after they were inside, they were all naked.
Brad couldn't believe the way the two of them went at him. It was much better than his time with Nancy, he thought, for he could do all the laying back while the girls did all the good work on him.
First, they both started to lick his cock, and when they were having tongue fights to see who would suck it down first, he had to break it up by suggesting that one of them could work on his cock shaft, while the other one could suck his balls. Of course, there was a small discussion to decide who would take what.
In the end, Brad had to make the decision, and soon, his cock was being worked over to perfection. He loved the way Debbie could move her mouth all the way down, but he knew that Lynn's ball-sucking was pretty nice, too.
When Lynn finally got to suck his cock, he pulled Debbie up so that he would be able to suck her cunt for a while.
She had a nice, hot pussy, and she sure knew how to squirm around. As she was coming, he had to hold her ass hard so that her juices would drip into his mouth. Otherwise, he knew, he would have lost them all.
He ate her good and hard, and as she came, he would feel his cock starting to pulsate harder in Lynn's mouth. As he moaned that he was about to come, Debbie leaned forward and he could feel the tongue fight that the two girls were having around his cock head as they both tried to suck out more come than the other.
After he had come once, they licked the sweat off his body. Then, he moved his mouth down on Lynn and started to suck her hot pussy. Her cream was much more tasty than Debbie's, and he wondered if she had douched or something. After all, he had never thought that a pussy could taste grape-flavored and be natural.
Still, he loved it, with grape being one of his favorite flavors, and when Debbie sensed how much more he was getting off on eating out Lynn, she started to go at his cock with a much more fierce determination, to get him hard once more.
She was good. She licked her way all around his thighs before actually moving her mouth down to his cock and sucking it in. By that time, his dick was beginning to stir a great deal, seeming to get harder and harder.
When she sucked it into her mouth, he was fully hard.
Then, one of the best things that had ever happened to him happened. The two girls started to argue about who he would fuck, and he told them to both lay back and shut their fucking mouths, or else he wouldn't fuck either one.
He stood up, with his cock bobbing up and down, and he looked at the two cunts that were laid out before him. He started to rub his cock against Lynn's, and soon, he was entering her. As he fucked her, he was fingering Debbie's cunt.
Then, he pulled his cock out of Lynn and moved it into Debbie. He kept up like that, bringing them off to mild orgasms before pulling out and changing pussies. That way, he knew, they were both satisfied.
However, when he was approaching orgasm, he had no idea what to do. He knew that if he came in one cunt, the other bitch would be upset. When he was fucking Lynn, he could feel himself on the verge of coming.
At the last minute, he decided just how to go about it. As he felt himself ready to shoot, he pulled out. He started to jerk his cock hard, and the orgasm was so intense, that his come shot onto Debbie's belly.
The last few loads dripped right onto Lynn, and in that way, they both got to get some of the come from his fucking orgasm. It was, he decided in the end, the only fair way in which he could go about it.
That had been Tuesday, and he had been quite exhausted afterwards.
On Wednesday, he had another encounter with Ellie in the bathroom again, only that time, Ellie seemed to be more edgy than she was the first time. She was overly cautious as she walked out of the bathroom when it was over, and she didn't stay to talk with him in the hall. It was as if she was scared to be seen with him.
He didn't care too much, since he felt that he didn't have too much in common with her anyway, and in some ways, it turned out to be better. All she really was to him was a cunt, he decided, and nothing more.
Then, that afternoon, he was approached again. This time, it was by Loretta Long, a cute looking girl with short black hair. Loretta, he had always thought, was one of the hottest looking broads in the school.
When she had come up to approach him, he hadn't been shocked at all. In fact, after what had happened on Monday and Tuesday, he had kind of been expecting something. He couldn't understand why all the girls seemed to be approaching him that week, although he reasoned that many of them could have heard about his break-up with Sally.
After all, when he had been going with Sally, they had been so hot for each other, that it seemed like the other girls in the school knew they didn't have a chance with him. He hardly even looked at any other girls then.
But now that they were split, he figured, every girl who had wanted him was throwing herself at him in the hopes that he would start to date her.
He wondered if they knew about each other, too, but didn't think about it for too long.
Loretta told him that she had just moved into her own apartment, and he was more than willing to take her back there. They started a good hot fuck the moment they walked in the door because they were so eager to have each other.
In fact, they stripped each other as soon as the door was closed, and she wanted to sit on his cock so much that he picked her up and pushed her against the wall, then started to let her slide her pussy down around him. It was the first time he had ever fucked anyone while standing, and it was a good experience.
He could press his chest against hers while he kept his cock moving back and forth in her pussy. Her spread legs were wrapped around his ass, and that made his buttocks feel so much more tingly as he worked his way toward orgasm.
He came inside of her once, and then, they sat around. She had some hash that they could smoke, and when they were both high enough, they started to do some oral work on each other. That was when Brad learned something.
Even the hottest looking girl could sometimes be a mediocre cocksucker, and that was just what Loretta was. She tried to give it her best, but she couldn't seem to take any more than a few of his shaft inches in her mouth. She didn't want to let him enter her throat, he knew, and that was the reason for it.
He would have tried to force himself on her, too, had she not gotten him so high with the hash. Instead, he was content to let her suck his cock, even if she was doing a half-assed job on it, and he knew that he wasn't going to come in her mouth.
But that didn't make a difference. He had enjoyed his fucking with her so much, that he was determined to fuck her again before the night was through.
As it turned out, since she had her own apartment, he could just call his mother and say he would be home late and stay there longer.
Which is what he did. After he finished talking with his mother, he fucked her good and hard from behind. He loved the way his dick felt each time he thrust into her pussy and his groin slapped against her buttocks, and he knew that she loved the way it was feeling, too. Her cunt spasmed tighter around his cock that time, and when he started to come, he felt like he would never get it up again.
She made dinner for both of them, and they ate in the buff.
While they were eating, she kept running her leg up and down his thigh. It wasn't long before he was hard again, and when he wanted to fuck her a third time, she told him that they should wait for dessert.
He loved that idea, and he ended up eating her cunt out after filling it with whipped cream, then letting her lick some cream off his cock.
After that, he fucked her, and when it was over, he left. She seemed a little pissed at him for fucking her and leaving, but he didn't care. She had been a vision of beauty to admire from afar, and also a nice body to fuck.
But when it came to sitting around and talking with her, he decided that she had very little in the brain department, and therefore, after the third orgasm, he didn't feel like he wanted to be bored having to talk with her.
The next day, the same kind of thing happened. As he was getting ready to leave the school, Lily Proning came up to him and she didn't even have to ask him for a ride home. He could tell, just by the way she was looking at him and licking her lips seductively, that she was going to ask him, so he asked her first.
They ended up near his famous dirt road, and Lily, he discovered, was one of the best fucks of all. That was because, he discovered, much to his amazement, she was still a virgin, but willing to learn.
She had never handled a cock before in her life, and she was fascinated with the power behind his throbbing thick shaft. He was quite willing to lay back and let her get familiar with his cock, telling her a few pointers so that his cock pleasures would always be at a high. She was almost more willing than Loretta had been to try and take his cock head down her throat, and quite successful, too.
She had made him come once, and she seemed to be relieved. That was when she had confessed that she was a virgin, and she was glad he was bmp because she wasn't all that sure if she wanted to lose her cherry.
Upon hearing that, Brad had known that he was going to get hard, even if he had to jerk himself until his cock ached.
He couldn't let a virgin pass him by, and in the end, he didn't.
He ate her pussy out until she seemed to be lost in the pleasures. She had her eyes closed as he started to finger her, and soon, he was slipping his cock into place and pulling his fingers out of the way.
He thrust it into her good and hard before she had a chance to say anything, and she gasped with surprise. However, as soon as his dick was deep in her cunt, she started to spasm around him, and he knew she was loving it.
Brad had fucked her real good, he knew, and when he was coming, she had kept her legs wrapped around his ass, hard. He could hardly move, but he didn't mind, for by that time, his pleasures had reached a peak.
As he came out of it, he kissed her hard, told her to get dressed, then drove her home. She had been a lot of fun.
Now, as Brad sat in his last period class, he kept looking at the second hand on the clock. He knew that the bell was going to ring any second, and he also had an idea that some girl was going to be approaching him.
However, he had been feeling exhausted all morning, and he hadn't had a chance to get back any energy. He was honestly thinking of trying to sneak out of the school before anyone had a chance to get him.
As soon as the bell rang, he picked up his books and started to run out of the class and through the halls, toward the main entrance. However, he was cursing the whole way because it seemed like everyone in school had the same idea that he did, and there were throngs of people all through the halls.
He made it to the front door, feeling safe. He started to run down the front steps when he heard someone calling to him.
"Oh Brad," a female voice said, and he didn't want to look back. However, the voice was a familiar one. "Oh Brad."
He turned around and saw Ellie Reese walking toward him. She had a broad smile on her face, and he saw her licking her bps.
"Hi, Ellie," he said to her, smiling and thinking of their two times together in school that week. "What's doing?"
"I was wondering if you could give me a ride home," she said to him.
He knew that he would never make it home with her if he took her in the car, and the thrill of fucking Ellie Reese was already passed. It had been fun to do it in the stall, where that extra sensation of discovery addded to it.
"I don't think I'm in the mood today, Ellie," he said to her.
"What?" she asked, and he could see how angry she was getting. "What do you mean? I've been so nice to you all week, Brad. How could you?"
"I never asked you for anything, Ellie. Don't think that I owe you anything. Whatever we did was because you wanted it, and that's all."
She looked as if she was about to burst. Her cheeks started to swell up and her face almost turned as crimson red as her hair.
She didn't say anything else, but instead, just turned around and started to storm away. As she did, he was sure he heard her mumbling something.
"Shit," she was saying, "and on my fucking day. It was my fucking day."
He had no idea what she meant by that, but didn't even care. He just turned and started to run down the steps, and then, he heard another voice calling after him. He knew that it was male, and so, he didn't feel threatened. He turned around as his friend Charlie Kay ran toward him.
"Hey, Brad, could you give me a ride home?" he asked the boy.
"Sure, Charlie. Come on, quick, before anyone else comes after me. Hurry."
He grabbed Charlie's arm and the two of them started to run toward the boy's car. As soon as they were inside, Brad started the car, Ut a joint, and pulled away from the school as soon as he possibly could.
"Hey, what's the big fucking rush?" Charlie asked, as, he tried to catch his breath so that he'd be able to smoke some of the joint, too.
"I can't help it, Charlie. The girls at school have been after me this whole fucking week. In fact, Ellie Reese just asked me for a ride home, and I turned her down."
"What's the matter with giving her a ride home?"
"She didn't want a ride home, Charlie. She wanted me to fuck her, that's all. Hey, I'm sorry. I remember that the two of you used to go out for a while, but I don't think that should make any difference. You're not going together anymore, are you?"
"No," Charlie said, but he still seemed upset. "What you do with her wouldn't bother me, but it just doesn't seem like Ellie to do something like that. God, I practically had to rape her to get her to fuck me."
"Really?" Brad asked, and he was disturbed by that. "Hm, she must have changed. And the same thing with Nancy Ames."
"You had Nancy Ames also?" Charlie asked, toking from the joint.
"You bet. And Lynn Selby, and Loretta Long, and Debbie. All of them just threw themselves at me this week. I didn't understand it, but then again, I didn't bother to ask any questions, either."
There was a long pause, and then, Charlie spoke. It was as if he had been thinking about what he was going to say for a long time.
"Hey, are you free this evening, Brad? I'd like to invite you and some of the other guys over to my house tonight. My folks went away for the weekend, and I think that there are a lot of things we have to discuss."
"Sure," Brad said. "Buy why so serious? I don't get it."
"Well, you probably don't realize it, since you've been spending so much time with Sally for the past year, but you're about one of the only guys whose been getting any nookie from any girl. Remember Ryan? He was going out with Nancy Ames, until last year when she broke up with him. She wouldn't put out to him. Neither would Debbie when she was seeing Larry Reynolds. Now, how come they're all after you, all of a sudden?"
"I don't know, Charlie. I really don't know. It is really strange."
"I think so. And I think that we should all have some kind of a meeting and see if we can figure out what the hell's going on. Shit, I'd like to get Ellie back. I've been jerking off ever since I broke up with her."
"Well, then, I'll be over at eight. I hate to think of all my friends having to jerk off when I've been getting more than I want."
CHAPTER SEVEN
There were about five other guys over at Charlie's house that night by the time Brad Weiss arrived, and he could tell that all of them were either drunk or high. He could smell the scent of pot in the room, and it seemed to him to be a typical high school party, expecially without any parental supervision.
Charlie was the one who got the ball rolling.
He told all the others about Brad's exploits of the week, and while Brad saw all of them looking at him, he couldn't tell if they were admiring him, or getting ready to lynch him.
"Now none of it is Brad's idea," Charlie said. "He was just the innocent boy and all these girls came on to him. He just accepted."
"Well, how come nothing like that ever happens to us?" one boy asked.
"Maybe you just don't have what I have," Brad said. "Of course, I don't know what the fuck it is that I have. I really don't."
"I remember that when I was going with Nancy," Ryan started to say, "she would put out for me all the time. But then, as she started to get closer and closer to Miss Shelley, she began to let me do less and less to her."
"You know something? It was like that with Lynn, too," Robert Davis said. "I remember that one day, she told me she was going to be staying in school late because something important would be happening. I don't know what the fuck happened, but I do know that the next time I saw her, she looked ragged. It was that night, in fact."
Brad couldn't believe what Robert was saying, since it had just been last week that Sally had pulled the 'something special at school' number on him.
"What do you mean by saying that she was ragged?" Brad asked. "More details."
"Well, it looked, for one thing, like someone else had been eating her out. Her cunt looked all chewed up. Her nipples were bitten, too. And the thing that really gave her away was the hicky on her neck. I knew that some other guy had to have put it there, but she denied the whole thing."
"And then what happened?" Charlie asked, as if the story was familiar to him, too.
"And then she told me that she didn't want to see me anymore, and that she had better things to do with her time."
When all the boys started to shake their heads, as if they had either heard this kind of story before, or experienced it themselves, Brad suddenly screamed out.
"That all happened with Sally last week. Only Sally never broke up with me. She didn't. I just got mad at her, and we never talked about it. She locked herself in the bathroom, and that was it."
The boys passed around some more joints, as they sat there stumped, wondering what the fuck was going on.
"What the hell do you think it could be that turns them against us?" Charlie asked.
"I don't know," Brad said. "Bob, you mentioned Miss Shelley. Have any of you other guys noticed your ex-girlfriends becoming more and more friendly with her?
Brad looked around the room. At first, no one seemed to want to answer, but one by one, he could see them all shaking their heads up and down. He started to smile a little, as if some pieces were beginning to fit together.
"I've always had my theory about Miss Shelley," Brad started to tell them. "I've always thought that woman was a dyke."
"She does look real masculine. Like my fucking father," one boy said.
"That would explain some things," Brad told them all. "It would explain why a girl would start to get turned off to a guy if she became friends with that lesbian. After all, we're at an age where we can be easily influnced. Do you think she could be turning them all into dykes?"
Charlie started to laugh as he shook his head no. Soon, they were all laughing.
"I don't think so, Brad. I mean, a girl has to have some tendencies in her before she'll do anything. A woman can't just come up to a girl and turn her into a dyke."
"I know it sounds absurd," Brad said. "And I don't even believe it myself. But maybe she has another way of going about it."
"Like what?" a few of them wanted to know. "What could she do?"
"I don't know. Maybe there's something.
Something, but I don't know what."
There were more drinks made as the time passed by, and soon, it was almost midnight. Some of the guys were so stoned that they were falling asleep, and in the end, Charlie and Brad were the only two talking.
"I think that it's time for us to make a conscious effort to find out what the fuck is happening to our girlfriends," Brad said. "I would hate to think that that fucking dyke witch is doing something to them."
"Yeah, but what can we do?" Charlie asked, seriously.
"Start asking questions. I know who I'm going to go to first, and if you all had any sense, you would start talking to your old girlfriends, too. Find out what they've been doing with themselves. It's the only thing I can think of."
And so, the meeting ended without anything actually being resolved.
The next afternoon, Brad called Meggie up and asked her if she wanted to take a drive with him. She was bubbling with excitement when he honked the horn and she rushed out to the car. Brad started to drive, and soon, he was taking her to the old dirt road.
He pulled the car off the side of the road, and Meggie started to go down on him. She sucked his cock with her learned skill, and he could feel his dick swelling in her mouth really fast. She knew how to keep her mouth open wide enough so that he could keep thrusting his dick fast.
After he had come, he started to play with her pussy. He stroked her softly in an attempt to weaken her, and as she started to moan, he started to talk.
"Meggie, do you think that there's anything strange going on at school?"
"No, Brad. Now please, keep fondling my cunt. I love the way it feels."
"I will, Maggie," he said. "But I want to know something. Do you know what Sally did last Friday in school when she said she had to stay late for something?"
All of a sudden, Meggie's pussy seemed to get dry. He kept wiggling her clit back and forth, but nothing was happening.
"You do know, don't you?" he asked her. "Come on, tell me."
"Brad, I really don't know," Meggie said. "I have no idea."
Brad's dick was getting hard by that time, and he knew how much Meggie would have loved him to shove it in her cunt and fuck her. He spread her legs wide open and began to rub his cock head over her pussy bps. He loved the way they spread right apart, and her cunt seemed to be trying to suck him in, too.
But he pulled back, and he heard her moan with frustration. He smiled at her, and then asked her to tell him what she knew, for real.
"Brad, how much could I know?" she asked him. "I'm not a member."
Suddenly, Brad started to rub his cock against her even harder. He wanted to make her want him more than ever.
"Not a member of what?" he asked her. "What was she going to join?"
"Oh, Brad, please fuck me. I promise that I'll tell you everything that you know after you fuck me. I promise."
Brad hated to hear a girl beg like that, and so, he rammed his cock into her. He could feel her thrusting her hips up to meet him halfway, and soon, the entire length of his cock shaft was deep in her cunt.
Meggie started to moan very loud as she thrust her ass up and down off the car seat, and he could feel how wet the seat was getting under her buttocks as her passion sweat continued to build.
At one point, Brad felt his cock starting to pulsate, and he thought that he was going to come right away. However, as it happened, he decided that he couldn't wait until after he had come to find out.
After all, he told himself, what if she lied and won't tell me after I come?
"Meggie," he moaned, grinding his dick around in her lubed pussy, "tell me now. I want to know right now. I have to know."
"All right," she said, between passion moans. "All I know is that Sally went to be initiated in some kind of secret sorority that they have at our high school."
"What? I've never heard of a high school sorority before. It's impossible."
"I don't know much more about it. I just know that there is one, but very few people know about it. And you have to be asked to join. I never was."
"Are you upset about it?" he asked her. "You can tell me if you are."
"Well, I used to be, until Sally told me how she had been blindfolded and made to strip in front of all the others. I would have hated for that to happen to me."
Brad could feel his cock still pulsating, and he knew that he was going to start to come any minute. He started to thrust his cock in and out of her cunt as fast as he could, just so the orgasmic pleasures would be at their highest.
Then, he could feel his cock starting to shoot off, and he moaned with pleasure as his shooting come made her start to come harder.
Her spasming pussy was sucking the cream out of his cock, and by the time he had finished emptying his load into her, he was exhausted.
They both started to dress, and when Brad was pulling the car out, he started to wonder about certain things.
"Do you think that those teeth marks on Sally's body could have been from that initiation?" he asked Meggie.
"I don't know. She didn't say anything about that. Only about being pinched and touched a good number of times. But nothing about being bitten."
But Brad was almost sure of it. Because, when he thought about some of the other girls and then: close relationship with Miss Shelley, then thought about what Miss Shelley was, it seemed to make sense.
He drove Meggie home later that afternoon, then stopped at Charlie's. He told Charlie what he had learned thus far.
"I don't know what it means," Charlie said to him. "I tried to talk with Ellie about her closeness to Miss Shelley, and she hung up on me."
"Really?" Brad asked. "I'm going over there to try and talk with her."
The basketball player ran out to his car, and within a few minutes, he was over at Ellie's house. When she opened the door, she seemed happy to see him. She moved her hand down to his crotch as she led him inside, telling him that her parents had gone shopping and she had some time for him.
"I didn't come here for that," he said to her. "I came to find out something else. Ellie, tell me about the Midtown High School Secret Sorority."
Suddenly, there was a look of shock on Ellie's face, but that faded fast.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about, Brad," she said to him. "A secret sorority, at Midtown? Why, that's ridiculous."
"You would think so, wouldn't you? But I don't. I think that there's something going on with that soririty, and I intend to find out what it is."
"There's nothing, Brad," Ellie screamed out after him. "Nothing at all. I swear to you. You'll be wasting your time."
But he was already out the door. As soon as he ran out, Ellie got on the phone. She had a feeling that he was going to stop at Sally's to try and ask her some questions, and even though Miss Shelley had decided that they were going to wait two weeks before telling Sally about Brad's sexual exploits, Ellie knew that it was time to let her know.
When Brad arrived at Sally's house, he could see that her parents' car was not in the driveway. He hoped that Sally was still home.
He started to knock on the door, but no one seemed to be answering.
Then, he could see a movement behind the curtains in the front window, and he knew that Sally had been looking out at him.
"Sally, open this door," he said, pounding on the front door. "Open it right now or I'm going to break it down. Do you hear me?"
He was smashing his fists against the door so hard, that they were beginning to hurt. At certain points, he really felt as if he was going to break the door down, if he didn't break his fists first.
Finally, the door opened. However, he could see that she had the chain lock on, and so, he couldn't barge his way into the house.
"I have to talk to you now, Sally," he said to her. "Please. It's important."
"I don't have anything more to ever say to you, Brad Weiss," she said.
He put his foot in the door so that she wouldn't be able to slam it shut.
"I think you do. I think we both have things to say to each other. Now, if you want to become a dyke just like all the others, that's fine."
"And if you want to fuck every girl in school, that's fine, too."
When Brad heard that, his jaw dropped open. He didn't know how the hell she had heard about it. In fact, he had thought that no one knew about it, except for the guys that he had talked to last night.
"Wait, you don't seem to understand, Sally. I...."
"I don't want to hear any explanations, Brad. Just because we broke up, did you think it gave you the opportunity to run around raping those other girls?"
Brad started to laugh. He couldn't believe what she had heard.
"Oh, now, wait a minute, Sally. I didn't rape anyone. I'll admit that I fucked around a lot this week, but all those girls threw themselves at me. Let me see, there was Lynn Selby, and Nancy Ames, and even Ellie Reese and...."
"Ellie Reese?" she asked. "Ellie Reese?"
And suddenly, her whole attitude had changed. He wasn't sure of what she was thinking, and when she closed the door in his face, he thought that maybe she wasn't going to open it again. But then, he heard her opening the chain-lock.
Then she opened the door and ushered him inside. She was silent, and he could tell from the reddened look in her eyes, that she had to have been crying.
She walked into the living room and he followed her. He thought that she looked so beautiful, that he was ready to pounce right on top of her and make mad, passionate love to her right then and there.
And yet, there was still something that was holding him back.
"Now tell me about Ellie Reese," she said to him. "I want to know all."
"Oh, Sally, why should I have to talk about it now? I mean, web, she kind of threw herself at me. She snuck into the boys' bathroom just so she would be able to make it with me. I wouldn't have let her, except for the fact that she turned me on."
"Well, thanks," Sally said to him, coldly. "It's just what I wanted to hear."
Brad put his arm around her shoulder, and he was quite happy when she didn't move. He moved his lips closer to her ear and started to blow hot air in there.
"Hey, Sally, do I have to tell you that you're really the only one who counts for me? I thought you knew that already."
She turned her head in his direction and smiled a bit. He knew that if he could only say a few more nice things, her half-smile would become fuller, and that would be better off for it. He moved his ear closer.
"And no matter how many girls you heard I was with, you should know that none of them compare to you in beauty."
She turned her head all the way around, and he moved his lips to hers and kissed her hard. Brad had to admit to himself, as she started to suck his tongue into her mouth, that this was the most satisfying kiss he had been into all week.
All those other girls didn't mean shit to him. Sally was the one who counted.
When the kiss ended, he started to tell her about all the hot young girls he had been with, explaining that he wanted her to know just everything. But the thing that he didn't know, he said, was why they had all come after him.
"I didn't tell anyone about us breaking up," he said to her. "Did you?"
"The only one who knows is Ellie, and of course, Meggie."
"I don't think that they would tell anyone," he said. "But wait a second. If Ellie knew, then she was probably coming on to me to try and get me."
"I don't know why she would do that," Sally said. "She's supposed to be my sorority sister. She shouldn't, ... oh God. I wasn't supposed to talk about the sorority. Don't tell anyone that I told you, Brad, or they'll never let me into it. They won't. They're so strict about their rules."
Brad suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and looked her straight into the eye.
"Tell me about this sorority," he said. "I already know some things about it. Are all those girls that I mentioned in it?"
"Yes," she said. "Now that I think about it, they all are. I don't understand why they would do something like that to me. I don't get it at all."
"I think that they were probably all trying to break us up," Brad said. "Because I think that ... well, let me ask you something, Sally? Just how does Miss Shelley fit into this whole situation?"
"How did you know that Miss Shelley was the teacher leader?"
"I didn't," Brad said. "Not until you said it. But I had my suspicions. Tell me something, Sally. When you had to strip in front of them, was that all you had to do, or did they make you go even further?"
"What? How did you know about that, Brad? Who told you about it?"
Brad didn't say anything. He just told her that he knew all about it, and had known about it for a while.
"Did Miss Shelley make you do things to her? Because if she did, then I know why. That's not a sorority at all. It's just some kind of underground lesbian club that the woman is running. Where'd you get the hicky from?"
"Ellie Reese," she said. "Ellie gave it to me.
Ellie was doing all kinds of things to my cunt while I had to do things to Miss Shelley."
Brad didn't want to hear about it. The thought of it made him sick. He knew that there was one way to shut Sally up, and it was the most pleasing way that he could think of.
He moved his bps to hers again, and as he kissed her hard, he started to play with her blouse buttons. He opened them slowly and then cupped her two large, naked tits in his hands, massaging her red nipples into stiffness. She moaned softly as they stiffened and he pinched them, and then, all of a sudden, she moved her hand to his crotch. She started to play with his cock through his pants, and when she felt him getting stiffer and stiffer, she reached in and pulled him out.
"Oh, this feels so nice after all that pussy," she was moaning.
He pushed her head down a little, and she stuck out her tongue and started to lick his cock head, digging her way deep into his piss slit.
Then she started to move her mouth up and down over his cock. Brad could feel his dick swelling with pleasure, but he knew that if he came in her mouth, he might have trouble getting it up to fuck her.
After all, he had already come with Meggie that morning.
So he started to strip her as fast as he could, and soon, they were into some heavy sixty-nine. He moved his mouth down to her pussy and started to lick her, spreading her red cunt lips wide so he could suck out her pussy cream. Sally moaned and fed him her cunt at a nice and steady rate.
Soon, Brad turned around, and he rubbed his thick cock head against Sally's cunt lips. He taunted her, but only for a short while, then thrust his cock deep into her pussy with one long stroke.
She opened her mouth to moan, but he was already covering her mouth with his and kissing her as hard as he possibly could.
Then, the fuck was on. He kept changing his fucking rate so that she would feel variation throughout the entire session. There were moments when he could feel her rubbing her legs over his sweaty, passion-filled buttocks, and that made him tingle like crazy.
When he thought that he was going to come, he slowed down a little bit. He wanted to prolong his fucking with her for as long as possible, just to make up for the lost time that they had during the week.
"I really do dig you more than anyone else, Sally," he moaned in her ear.
"I feel the same way about you," she said. "No one could take your place."
"Not even Miss Shelley and one of her dildoes?" he asked, then laughed.
Sally started to laugh with him, but suddenly, she was moaning loud.
He knew that she was coming hard because of the tight spasms he could feel around his cock, and even when he tried to slow down, the pleasure just kept building more and more. Finally, he decided that he was just going to have to go with it, and he started to thrust in and out of her as fast as he could.
He shot off a thick load of come that went deep inside of her, and triggered off another intense orgasm over the one she was coming out of.
He stayed inside of her even after he had come, and he was kissing her face and licking her neck and tits.
"What are we going to do about this sorority?" he asked her. "I don't want you to become a member of it. I really don't."
"But Brad, it will look good on my records for when I'm applying to colleges."
"How can it look good, Sally? If it's a secret sorority, then no one is supposed to know about it. What do you get out of it?"
"I don't know," she said. "I really have no idea."
"Well, I'll tell you what the school gets out of it. All that the school gets is a bunch of lesbian girls satisfying their one dyke teacher, and a bunch of horny ex-boyfriends who don't have a chance to make it with their girls anymore, because that dyke teacher is running their lives."
When Sally thought about it, she had to admit to Brad that he was right. After all, they hadn't even told her what she would get out of it.
"Then what are you planning to do?" she asked him. "What can you do?"
"I don't know yet, Sally. But for now, let's keep it going like we did, where Ellie thinks we broke up. I don't want them to know that you're infiltrating the sorority. But next time there's a meeting, you let me know when and where it is...."
CHAPTER EIGHT
That Saturday night, Brad took Sally out to the best dinner of her life. They went to a fancy restaurant outside of Midtown, because they didn't want to be seen together. Then, they went to a movie in the other town, and when they drove back into Midtown late at night, he knew that no one would see them together.
They had reconciled all their differences, and if anything, what had happened between them had only brought them closer together.
The next day, Brad called Charlie to tell him all that he had learned. Charlie was ready to raid Miss Shelley's apartment and beat the shit out of her, but Brad told him that there would be other ways to handle things.
During the next week at school, a few more girls came on to Brad, but he turned them all down. He told them that their forwardness was really turning him off, and that he wanted no part of a cheap pussy that would just go and throw herself at a man's feet.
He knew that all of the girls were shocked to hear him saying that, but he didn't care. He had a great deal of hostility toward all of them, since he knew what they were trying to do by coming on to him, and even more, since he knew how involved they all were with Miss Shelley.
On Thursday night, Sally called up Brad. She told him how much she missed him during the week, since they tried not to see each other at school.
"I've missed you, too, baby. And once this sorority is busted up, we'll be walking through the halls proudly, arm in arm."
"Well, there's another meeting tomorrow. They've asked Meggie to join."
"Terrific," Brad said. "That means we can bust in then."
"But Meggie said that she won't join," Sally said. "She told them to shove it."
"I'll fix that," Brad said, and after he hung up, he called Meggie. He just sweet-talked her a little, then told her the truth. He told her everything that he had learned, and how her agreeing to go through with it would give him and the guys a chance to bust in on the meeting.
"I swear that we'll get there before they do anything to you," Brad said.
With that assurance, Meggie decided to call up Ellie. She told the girl that she would, indeed, meet her the next afternoon.
Brad made a lot of calls that night, to all the boys who had had girlfriends turn against them. He told them just what was happening, and even though he had no idea where the meeting would take place, he told them all to hang around the school after classes that day so he could find out.
The next day was a tense one for all the students at Midwood High, particularly the boys. During lunch, Brad had a few minutes to talk with Sally, and she told him about the staircase where the meeting would be.
Brad spread the word, informing all the guys to wait until after Meggie had been led up the stairs, and perhaps even longer.
He couldn't wait for the end of the day to come. He was going to get his just vengeance with that dyke teacher, he knew.
At three o'clock, Brad hid across the hall from the closet with its secret staircase, and he waited until three fifteen before he saw Ellie and Meggie started to walk through the door and up the stairs.
When he stepped out into the hall, Charlie and the other boys started to gather around him. He had been appointed the leader, by all of them, but now that they knew just what they were going to do, some of them were beginning to get rowdy.
"Let's bust in on her right now," one of the guys said.
"Shut up," Brad said to them all. "Now, we're going to climb up those stairs as quietly as possible. I don't want a fucking sound from any of you, and the first person that makes a sound gets pushed down the stairs."
They all laughed, but as soon as Brad opened the door, there was a hushed silence.
Then, they started to file up the stairs one by one. Brad, being the leader, was first, and so, he was at the top of the staircase before anyone else. He put his finger over his mouth for the others to see as he stooped down.
"Do it, Meggie," he heard Miss Shelley saying. "Come on, darling. It's not so hard, and you might discover that you like the taste of it."
"I don't know if I can," Meggie was saying, and Brad sensed the fear in her voice.
"Oh, honey, it's easy to do. Very easy. Just stick your tongue up and start to lick. You'll see how much you like the taste."
"But I can't. I ... I ... oh God, help!"
Brad kicked the door open, just as he saw Ellie pushing Meggie's face right into Miss Shelley's naked pussy.
As soon as the door was open, the boys started to rush in screaming. Brad could see all these naked girls lying around the room; but he was happy to have saved Meggie. He pulled her away just in time so that she never even had to touch Miss Shelley's dyke pussy, and then, he felt a fist in his stomach.
It was the dyke herself, and when he looked at her, he wanted to kill her.
He kicked her in the stomach, and she doubled over in pain. But then, before he could do anything more, he was surrounded by a bunch of girls. He saw the other boys trying to fight them off, but the girls outnumbered the guys.
Suddenly, everything was not the way it was supposed to be, for he could feel himself being held tightly by two girls.
Miss Shelley walked right in front of him and slapped him across the face.
"Well now," she said, "we have some intruders. I wonder who told them about the meeting and where it would be. Whoever did will be punished, later. But right now, I think we have to punish these boys for barging in."
"Into what? Your dyke session?" he asked her. "Girls, don't you realize what this fucking witch is doing to you? She's trying to turn you all into dykes."
Ellie walked right up in front of him and stared at him with hatred.
"How dare you talk about Miss Shelley like that? She's always tried to do good by us, and she always will. You scumbag."
"That's the way to go, Ellie," Miss Shelley said. "Don't let him slander me."
"Wait," he screamed out. "Hear me out first. How come all of you girls broke up with your boyfriends when you joined this club? How come? Because she wanted you to, that's why. Were you unhappy with guys? No. You had it good. But she insisted, because she wants you all to grow up to be lesbians."
"That's not true," Miss Shelley said. "There are advantages to being in the Midtown Sorority. Lots of advantages."
"Oh yeah, cunt? Name me one. Just name one fucking advantage to a secret sorority."
"Well, I ... I ... it's the only place where girls can get together."
"And do what? Lick each other out? You know something, girls. I have a feeling that Miss Shelley would like you all to hate men and their cocks, because she's probably never had one in her life."
"Oh, don't be such an asshole," she said to him. "Don't be."
"Then I challenge you," he said. "I challenge you, dyke. If you do love cocks, then let's see you get down on your knees and suck this one. Go ahead. All the girls used to suck dick before you got here."
There was a long pause, and he could sense the tension in her face.
"Yeah," Sally suddenly yelled out. "I've only been a member of this thing for a week, but let's see you do it, Miss Shelley. I'd love to watch. If you're a real woman, you wouldn't mind it at all."
Suddenly, the girls started to stir. Miss Shelley could see how they were beginning to turn against her, for in a few moments, they were all screaming for her to go down.
When she tried to back away, Charlie suddenly broke free from the restraining hold that two girls had on him. He ran over to the woman and forced her down on her knees.
"Get her, Brad," he yelled to his friend, and Brad didn't have to break free.
The girls were letting him go, for they were just as interested in seeing this. Brad pulled his pants down and started to play with his cock, until he was fully hard. Then, he moved closer to Miss Shelley's mouth.
"Open wide, you dyke. Open it and suck my dick, bitch."
He was rubbing his cock against her lips, and suddenly, he could hear how much she was gagging, as if she was physically revolted by his cock.
That was the final proof that he needed to prove his point, and he made sure that all the girls had taken note of it.
Then, he grabbed Miss Shelley by her short blonde hair and pulled so hard, that she opened her mouth to scream in pain. When he mouth was open, he rammed his cock deep down her throat and made her gag more.
He started to fuck her face good and hard, and as the girls surrounded him, he knew that it was time to make a better speech.
"See, girls. Don't listen to anything that this bitch ever tells you again. If you want to have a sorority, form your own. But don't have one with a woman who wants to run it just so she can get you to lick her pussy. Because that's all she wants to use you for. And wouldn't you rather have dicks?"
He couldn't believe the cheering that he heard from the girls, and as they cheered, he got so excited, that he started to come in her mouth.
She tried to pull her head back, but he held onto her tightly so that she couldn't Soon, he was flooding her mouth with his come, forcing her to swallow every last drop of it, and loving it all.
As she pulled away, she tried to run.
"Get her and fuck her boys," he screamed out. "She's probably never been fucked before either, and that'll be a blast."
The girls even helped to surround the woman that time, and Miss Shelley looked at them as if she had no friend in the world.
And she didn't. For each and every one of the girls started to realize what a bad influence that bitch had been on their lives.
It was four of the girls who grabbed her and forced her to the floor, holding her down and spread wide apart. Charlie, whose dick was raging hard by that time, decided that he was going to be the first cock she had.
He rubbed himself with some saliva, because he figured that the cunt of a lesbian wouldn't get too wet, and he thrust himself in hard.
Miss Shelley was moaning and groaning the whole time.
"I'll get you all for this," she was screaming. "I'll report you all to the principal, and you'll all be expelled."
"That's funny, you dyke," Brad said to her. "She's going to report us, everyone. Isn't that a piss and a half. And when she reports all of us, this one woman, we can all file separate reports about the things she's been carrying out. That should get her ass thrown out of this school and all others forever."
When she heard that, she started to cry, and suddenly, her attitude had changed.
"Please don't report me," she said. "I'll do anything."
"Good," Ryan said, moving closer to her. "I have a dick in need of some sucking. Let's see how you can do it."
Before she even had a chance to protest, he had rammed his cock deep into her throat. She gagged on it a little bit, and all the kids who were standing around started to have a good laugh over it.
As Brad moved through the throngs of people toward Sally, he could see the way she was kissing and hugging Meggie.
"I'm sorry about what happened last week, Meg. Could you ever forgive me?"
"Oh, Sally, you're my bestest friend in the whole world. Of course."
Brad put his arms around the two girls' shoulders and kissed them each on the cheek.
"And I hope that all is forgiven among all of us," he said. "We just got a good fucking along the way, one and all."
"And now look who's getting the fucking now," Meggie said, and they all laughed.
For Charlie had just come in Miss Shelley, and as he pulled out, Robert was readying himself to move right between her legs and fuck her.
And that was the way it went on the entire afternoon, with each boy having a chance to fuck away his aggression with Miss Shelley. After they had all come once, Brad was ready to start on another round with her.
"No," Sally said. "How could you? Hasn't she been hurt enough?"
"Sally, how could you have pity for her?" Brad had to ask.
"Well, I'm really having pity for myself, and all the girls," Sally said. "After all, some of them have been without a good fuck for months and months, and I don't think they should waste another load on a dyke who doesn't even like it."
"Yeah," Ellie said, and she walked up to Charlie. "If you want to do something with me tonight, Chuck, I'm ready, willing, and able."
"Terrific," he said, kissing her on the cheek. "I'll pick you up at eight."
"I'm free tonight, Larry," Debbie said to him, and they walked out arm in arm.
As the couples started to file out, some boy-girl, and some girl-girl (because there were just not enough guys to go around), Brad was left in the room with Miss Shelley and Meggie and Sally.
"You know something, Miss Shelley?" Brad asked her. "I used to hate your fucking guts, but I don't think that I hate you anymore."
"I don't really give a shit how you feel about me," Miss Shelley said.
"But I want to tell you anyway. I pity you. I pity you because you'll just never learn about the pleasures of dicks. Not with your attitude."
He and Sally and Meggie started to walk out, and as they got down the stairs, they all couldn't help but break out into laughter.
"Hey," Brad said, "something really terrible happened today, girls. My aunt died. My folks had to leave town for the weekend."
"Aw, too bad," Sally said. "But why did you tell us?"
"Just to show you how good comes out of bad. You see, since they're away for the weekend, I have the house all to myself tonight. Hey, Meggie, that's a cute hicky you got on your neck."
"You didn't save me in time," she said. "Look at this scar."
They started to laugh again.
Later that night, the three of them were in Brad's bedroom. He loved having two women, he was beginning to realize, but it could be exhausting at times. There were those moments when he could lay back and let them both work at satisfying him, but then there were those times when he had to fuck them both.
After two orgasms, he was beat, and so, he lay back and looked at them both.
"Sally, why don't you and Meggie get it on for me? I mean, you two know how to. You've both been with Miss Shelley."
"I wasn't with her," Meggie said. "Well, I almost was with her."
Sally moved her hand to Meggie's pussy and started to play with her. At first, Meggie seemed to be a little put off.
"Oh, Meggie," Sally said, "now we're only doing it to entertain Brad, and for no other reason. There can't be anything wrong with that."
"I guess you're right," Meggie said.
Brad made room on the bed so that the two girls could go at each other. He had to admit to himself that it was such a turn-on.
As he watched Sally starting to lick Meggie's pussy, he could feel his cock starting to stir again. However, he kept his hand over his dick so that neither one of the girls would see how hard he was getting.
After all, it felt nice to just sit there relaxing and watching them.
When Sally started to slurp at Meggie's pussy, Meggie spread her cunt lips and started to reciprocate. Soon, they were both thrusting their cunts up and down off the bed, feeding themselves to each other.
Brad had to smile when he thought of something. Although he hated Miss Shelley, he did feel sorry for her. And he knew that he would have to thank her for teaching the girls these kinds of tricks.
True, he knew, he did not want Sally to get into it too often, but at least he knew that if he ever wanted to get into a threesome again, she would know how to keep up her end of the deal.
