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I have decided to switch off. Odd sections will be more plot, even sections will be more sex. It just works out with how I write. Now on to the story!
Teens Intertwined: Part 4
Her phone vibrated secretly against her thigh. She could feel her classmates around her shift, hearing the iconic sound, wondering if it was their phones. Heather had learned not to immediately grab the phone. No, that would be too obvious. The teacher droned on about mitochondria this and ribosome that, and each student felt the weight of useless schoolwork pushing their eyes shut and mouth open with drowsiness.
A quick glace right, a quick glance left, and Heather drew her phone from her pocket. Get the bathroom pass. Janitor's closet, the West Hall. Nic. The text was short, simple, and to the point, as was Nicole's style. It had been a week since Nicole's illness, and she was fully recovered and anxious for Heather. Heather blushed red hot and her hands trembled just at the mere sight of her girlfriend's nickname. "May I go to the bathroom?" Heather asked quickly without raising her hands. Some sleeping students startled and the teacher just nodded, knowing the entire class had tuned her out anyways.
Heather was out the door and down the hall in no time flat, racing to the West Wing as fast as she could. She was usually such a strong girl, a stubborn little firecracker, but something about Nicole dowsed her flame. Nicole could say jump, and Heather would be a kangaroo. She had fallen painfully hard, and kept falling down the bottomless ditch that was love.
Nicole was leaning against the Janitor's closet, the one never used, holding a key ring, jangling the golden and silver keys mindlessly. "Office aid," Nicole said, explaining why she had the keys. Heather just nodded, eyes wide. Nicole was wearing a form fitting purple dress, her ample rack showing proudly, the color purple dancing playfully against her fair skin. Her amber eyes smothered Heather and quickened the younger girl's heart.
Without a word, Nicole grabber Heather's wrist and tugged her into the closet. It was dark and cramped, but Heather wasn't going to complain about her body being pressed to Nicole's. The older girl shut the door, which oddly locked from the inside. Curious. The closet was dark, and Heather could feel the warm breath of her lover tickle her neck.
Heather tipped her head back, groaning softly, her breath starting to pick up. Before she knew what was happening, two hungry hands gripped her double D breasts, kneading the skin with an almost palpable hunger. Nicole's wandering hands pinched at the two nipples she felt, tugging and pressing the large breasts, smirking with satisfaction at Heathers stifled whimpers of pleasure.
"I got a surprise..." Nicole muttered, hands reaching down to life up Heather's dress. Nicole was excited that Heather had worn a dress that day; it provided unparalleled easy access. It was pitch back and heather couldn't see what happening. She could, however, feeling rustling of some sort. Her curiosity spiked, wanting to know what the brown eyed girl was doing.
She felt something hard press against her leg. She was confused, but Nicole grabbed Heather's hand and guided it down. Heather gasped as her small hands wrapped around a thick, smooth, rubbery shaft. She, being in high school, obviously knew what to do with a cock, but the actual sensation of feeling one on her girlfriend sent shivers down Heather's spine.
"Bought it two days ago. What do you say, baby?" Nicole whispered in a thick, sultry voice, her hips rocking softly in time with Heather's strokes. "Do you want to get fucked?"
Those words, so blunt and sensual, knocked the wind out of the green eyed girl. She could only mumble some unintelligible word. "But, baby..." Nicole continued, her voice as velvety as, well, velvet. "I suggest you find some way to get it wet..."
The space was small, but Heather found some way to drop to her knees. She tentatively wrapped her lips around the tip of the shaft. She had never given head, so she awkwardly bobbed her head. Nicoles long, delicate fingers ran through Heather's hair, gripping the back of her head, urging her to go faster. "That's it, baby, let me hear you."
Heather gagged, but the sensation of the strap-on being pressed down her through sent a direct shockwave to her pussy, causing her to quiver all over. Nicole started slowly, but surely, rocking her hips, gently fucking her girlfriend's throat. The wet sounds of Heather struggle to take the cock only encouraged Nicole's thrusts, giving Heather's hair a firm tug, making sure she knew who exactly was in charge. "You're mine, Heather, and you'll take this cock however I give it to you."
Heather's mind was fogged up, overridden by an intense and overwhelming sense of passion and pure lust. She was straight up horny. She could feel the wetness grow between her leg, and nodded eagerly to Nicole's statement. With a tug of the hair, Heather was pulled two her feet.
A mouth slammed against hers, and the two girls were locked in a harsh, passionate kiss that only two lovers could share. With a moan, Heather felt two fingers trying to intrude inside her tight virgin hole. She grund her hips against the pressing fingers, panting into Nicole's mouth.
"Someone is tight," Nicole whispered in a teasing, almost menacing voice. Heather could only respond with little noises and whimpers of painfully pleasure, squirming against the now scissoring fingers. Nicole worked diligently, stretching the girl out, adding a third finger. The third finger drew a gasp from Heather, nails digging into her partners back, hiding her face in the crook of Nicole's neck.
"Ah... ow..." Heather whimpered, the painful shocks racing through her body, along with the ever-present tease of pleasure. Nicole only smirked, the three fingers pressing deep and firm into the tight girl, panting with pleasure at the feeling of the younger girl squirming in her grasp.
The fingers were removed and Heather found herself with her back to Nicole, grabbing on to the shelves of the closet for support. She turned her head, hazel eyes shining as she watched her lover place the tip of the rubber cock to the entrance of a tight, newly prepped hole. "Take a deep breath, baby...." Nicole hummed. Heather did as she was told and suddenly, she felt the intrusion of the large cock inside her, pressing deep and deeper.
"GnnnnnNNNn...." Heather clenched her teeth, automatic tears of pain springing to her eyes. Nicole stopped with the dick fully inside the girl, rubbing her smooth back, caressing her skin, waiting for the pain to stop.
"There's a good girl..." Nicole whispered, leaning over to kiss the sides of Heather's porcelain neck, nibbling at the skin. "Now, you want to be fucked, don't you?" Heather, although racked with pain, was acutely aware of the rising pleasure, the mixture of submission and vaginal stimulation overwhelming her senses. "Who do you want to fuck you, Heather?"
"Yo...you..." Heather panted, her cheeks pink brown hair tumbling over her shoulders, skin glistening with a thin layer of sex sweat. "Please..." She turned her head against, eyes locking for a second with Nicole's, pleading for more.
That look was enough to make Nicole explode. Her hands firmly gripped the girl's waist and she drew out so only the tip of the cock was inside Heather before slamming forward, shuddering at the groan she heard form below.
Unable to resist, Nicole tangled her fingers in Heather's brown, messy hair and yanked back, forcing Heather to keep her head up. Her other hand slapped the perfectly round ass, digging her nails into the juicy flesh as she hissed, "You take what I give you."
Nicole rocked her hips at a frightening pace, slamming the cock into the girl's hole over and over, one hand firmly gripping the girl's hair, the other hand stroking and caressing the Heather's rear end, giving the occasionally harsh slap, drunk of the pants and squeals of her lover.
"M..more... ohgodPLEASE..." Heather struggled not to scream out, the sensation of being pounded from behind almost too much to bare. Suddenly, she felt a finger tease her tight anus, rubbing in circles around it. Heather jerked, the sensation odd and scarily intriguing.
Nicole gave Heather's ass an extra hard slap. "No pulling away!" Heather remained still as a finger forced it's what into her ass, the cock still drilling her dripping hole. Heather could only wriggling and gasp and panting, her mind melting and exploding, unable to resist the new pleasures.
Nicole's other hand dropped the hair it was death-gripping and forced to fingers into Heather's mouth, so all her holes were filled. Heather became aware of this and bobbed her head, sucking and licking at the fingers forced in her mouth.
Nicole knew Heather was close and started fucking the life out of her, cock pounding merciless, adding a second finger to the unreasonably tight asshole, other fingers fucking the girl's mouth. "You gonna cum for me, baby? Let me hear you. Let me feel you cum like the little skank you are..."
Heather was powerless to disobey as her body caught fire, lava flowing through her veins and bursting, her body crumbling to pieces as she sunk her teeth into the fingers in her mouth to mute her screams, a rush of hotness gushing through her, the cock now dripping wet with her sex juice.
Nicole smirked, wrapping her arms around her lover and holding her for a moment, kissing at her cheeks and shoulders. Heather struggled to recuperate, what she just experienced being almost too much for her to handle. She panted, trying to speak, her mouth failing her.
"I love you, Heather." Nicole whispered, her over dominate side melting away.
"I... I love you too, Nicole..." Heather muttered back, legs shaking. The girls redressed and hugged each other for a long time, kissing with a gentle, loving passion.
"Thank you, Nic..." Heather said as Nicole reached for the door. Nicole laughed and shook her head.
"No, thank you, Heather. I knew you'd be a good whore." Heather whined and shoved Nicole, both girls exiting the closet, laughing and smiling.
It was two days before Heather could walk normally again.
Sorry for the delay! College life got busy. Hope you enjoyed part four. If you like it, PLEASE email me! I will only continue if people keep emailing me.
If you didn't read the top, I have decided to switch off. Odd sections will be more plot, even sections will be more sex. It just works out with how I write.
Any plot ideas for section 5? Another girl? A fight? An angry parent? What do you want to see?
Feel free to email me @ phanpy.road@yahoo.com with comments or suggestions!