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Stone In Love With Lust - 1
by Unevenflows (unevenflows@gmail.com)
2/11/13

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Two teenage nymphos pleasure each other in the girls' 
bathroom. The first in a multi-part story of 
increasing depravity. (ff-teens, nc)

***

Author Note: I encourage any comments towards my 
stories to be sent to unevenflows@gmail.com. Also check 
out The Institute, a two part story I wrote under the 
name Lindent Eye a few years ago. If I end up making 
an author's page, I'll add it. It depends on the 
reception to my stories. I'm especially interested in 
comments from females somewhat near my age (25) and 
especially in the vicinity of Massachusetts. 

I write these stories because I was feeling like there 
were some aspects of horniness and lust that weren't 
explored to my satisfaction, and also as a practice to 
writing a real novel (not porn.) I hope you enjoy it, 
because writing is a pain in the ass.

***

Chapter One

Allison stared out of the window of her high school 
classroom, watching the breeze stirring the trees just 
out of her reach. One of the things she loved was to 
be outside, one with nature, and not trapped inside a 
classroom learning about things she already knew. She 
sighed to herself. It was almost time for relief, but 
of a different kind. One she took about the middle of 
each period, 7 times a day during school hours. She 
raised her hand, catching the teachers' attention.

"Can I be excused to the bathroom?"

The teacher, used to this routine or perhaps even 
unaware of the pattern, granted her permission to 
leave the classroom. She got out of her desk chair, 
opened the door and sped away down the hallway to the 
girls bathroom. Since each class had a different 
teacher, she was able to get away with this during 
each one. Apparently, so far none of the teachers 
thought or cared enough to bring it up amongst 
themselves, and wonder where she went all day.

The itch for relief began welling up in her 15 year 
old body uncontrollably while she did a cursory check 
of the bathroom to make sure there were no other girls 
inside. Not that there was anything she would do 
differently if there was. Her body told her what she 
needed, and she was more than happy to listen to it. 

No matter what it said, these days. She opened the 
stall door while juice began leaking down her legs. 
Scrambling, she left the door unlocked while she 
lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties so her 
fingers had full access to her pleasure hole. Her hand 
brushed the new short cut mound of golden fur she 
liked to leave at the top and her fingers began 
caressing her engorged clit.

The other hand felt up her shirt, where she unhappily 
wore a bra because her tits were getting just too big 
to get away without it. Firmly in the C cups, they 
were well on their way to D's. She unclasped the snap 
in the front, as usual so she could access them during 
the day and began feeling herself up, stiffening her 
clit even more and making her gasp. Her little fingers 
swirled around her button, making a sloshing noise 
when they passed through her juices. It wasn't going 
to take long. She heard the bathroom door open but she 
didn't slow down.

"Allison are you in here?" a voice called. It was her 
friend Jumai.

"I'm here!" she called back. 

Jumai had moved here a few months ago, emigrating from 
Africa. She was already just as much as a nympho as 
Allison was before she ever met her. Apparently, she 
had been brought up as a sex object in Africa since 
before she could remember. In her village, many of the 
young men came by the house at appointed times after 
"school" to use her body for their pleasure. 

Her father was a low ranking chief and allowed it in 
return for a steady flow of English bourbon as long as 
they didn't use her mouth. When a man finished with 
her holes, there was another behind her eagerly 
stroking his hardening cock. After she had serviced 
10-15 cocks for the night, her father had his turn 
with her, using her throat as the last tight hole. He 
had a 13 inch cock that he loved to slide all the way 
in, watching her throat bulge with the intrusion until 
he grunted and flooded her stomach with jizz. 

Afterwards, she was allowed to do as she wished until 
her mother got home, where she was promptly used for 
her tongue again until her mother was satisfied. She 
didn't know why this happened, since her parents still 
fucked like rabbits all the time. She had been told by 
a friend of her fathers' that her parents only kept 
her with the intent on abusing her for pleasure. And 
that they did in spades. The lust for pleasure of the 
men slowly grew into her own lust over time. 

She came to thoroughly enjoy the cocks stuffing her, 
spurting their sperm into her womb and bowels. When it 
is all you know about sex, Allison guessed you 
eventually just accept it as the way things are. 
Despite this, she became fairly well rounded in most 
areas, and even excelling at schoolwork which drew the 
attention of charities that sponsor scholarships in 
America. Now here she was, and she would be joining 
Allison in her pleasuring for this session.

"You already start?" Jumai asked, pushing the door 
open and locking it behind her.

"I'm about halfway there. You know what to do." 
Allison answered.
 
Jumai immediately pulled her shirt and bra up, 
exposing her jet black midriff and D sized tits, then 
pulled up Allison's shirt and knelt down on the 
bathroom floor next to the toilet. Allison fondled one 
of Jumai's breasts while the other girl locked her 
mouth over Allison's nipple, slurping and sucking 
hard. Allison rubbed her clit faster, feeling the 
intense pleasure that ruled her life and actions 
building in fiery delight. Her pussy ruled her life, 
and she did whatever was necessary to make it cum 
again and again and again. Soon her back arched in 
ecstasy.

"Ahh, uhhh uhhhnn!" she grunted, in time with the 
convulsions as her pussy throbbed and came. A couple 
small squirts of girl cum shot from deep in her hole, 
onto the floor of the stall. Jumai dutifully kept her 
lips locked on her breasts helping enhance her orgasm. 
When she finally calmed her racing heart down, Jumai 
asked the usual question.

"Do you need more?"

Allison mentally checked her body and found that the 
relief wasn't quite there as it usually was. It was 
only the second period, and at this rate it was going 
to be a long and tiring day. Not that she didn't enjoy 
every second of it. The tiring part anyways, not the 
classroom part.

"Yeah, I need to cum again. Do me one more time and 
we'll work on getting you off after."

Allison leaned back, squeezing her tits and spreading 
her legs while Jumai repositioned herself in between 
them. She stuffed 3 fingers into her own fuckhole, 3 
into her friend's, and bent over to begin lapping at 
her still-hard clit. It didn't take long, it never 
did. Her friend's horny cunt spasmed again, eliciting 
a moan and accompanied by another small shot of girl 
cum which Jumai swallowed down.

They switched places, with Allison's teenage tongue 
plunging into Jumai's ebony pussy, as she liked it and 
inserting a finger into her asshole. After a minute 
her asshole tightened around her finger and Jumai's 
pussy supplied her pleasure, and delicious juices 
drenched Allison's mouth. She only squirted when she 
was super aroused, but that didn't stop her cunt from 
getting dripping wet when she came. She also swallowed 
it down. Both of them were satisfied for now.

"I've been gone a little too long, I got to get back 
to class okay?" she explained to her friend. 

Jumai only came to the bathroom to get off a couple 
times a day. She was still a nympho, she just didn't 
need it quite as much as her companion. But that 
didn't matter to Allison. She needed to get off, and 
she used Jumai for her own pleasure as often as she 
could get her hands on her. Or her legs wrapped around 
her head, she supposed.

When she got back to class, her teacher looked at her, 
but said nothing. The teacher's face was a little red, 
and Allison wondered if she was going to get spoken to 
after class. What she didn't know, was that her 42 
year old teacher had taken this job because of rumors 
that some students were more sexually deviant then she 
was used to at her old job. She enjoyed occasionally 
having a teenage cock thrust into her body after 
carefully selecting one of the students that she was 
positive wouldn't talk about it. This usually was one 
of the better looking nerdy kids, the kind that didn't 
boast about such things to their friends. 

There were whispers among a few that had been in the 
bathroom occasionally at the same time that her 
student Allison was also in there, that she was doing 
something a little more naughty. The teacher preferred 
this explanation and utilized the privacy of her 
enclosed desk to touch herself, orgasming while her 
students were reading their assignments, thinking of 
what her student was doing to herself in the bathroom. 

Allison took her seat and tried to put her satisfied 
mind towards the work at hand. Throughout the day she 
visited the bathroom in each of her classes, got 
herself off quickly, and returned. At 2:30, school was 
over and she wandered the hall looking for Jumai. They 
would walk home together anticipating eating each 
other's throbbing cunts until the desire left them 
completely. Tonight they were going to Jumai's house, 
where she lived with a host family that took her in 
with her scholarship program. She finally located her 
friend, covertly pushing her lightly against the 
locker and feeling up her shirt. 

"All good for tonight?" she asked.

"We'll be good. My host family, David and Melissa, 
will be taking their kids out for the night so we will 
have the house to ourselves. You'll have to wait an 
hour or so when we get there though, David wants to 
use me before his wife gets home."

David had sort of made it an "unofficial" condition 
that he get to use Jumai in order for her to stay 
there, which she obliged without complaint. When they 
arrived, Allison sat in the living room occasionally 
touching herself, watching That 70's Show while Jumai 
pleasured her host father in the other room. He was 
always nervous when she was at the house, but Jumai 
assured him she wouldn't say anything about what went 
on.

An hour later, the 'fam was packed into the car and 
driving away. Allison was already undressing, laying 
on the couch with her legs spread open. Her pussy was 
sopping wet listening to Jumai satisfying her host 
father. She pointed to her crotch.

"Eat." She commanded. "Make my pussy cum."

Jumai got on her knees like a good girl, but before 
wrapping her lips around the slickening clitoris, she 
asked a question.

"I've always been curious, what was it like for you 
before you were so horny?"

She continued, in her moderate accent, "Can you tell 
me about the first time you got off? When you fell 
into the, let me think… Depravity you indulge in? I 
like that term. What happened?"

Allison, leaned back, rubber her stomach in 
anticipation. "I'll tell you while you like my clit. 
But it's going to lead us into Chapter Two, okay?"

"Oh, cool!" said Jumai, burying her mouth into her 
friends' milky white mound. This was going to be 
another lust filled night.

To be continued?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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