Gym Class Disaster

Posted on 2008-Apr-1 at 10:36 - Post Comment

Brenda wasn’t sure exactly when it
happened, but it seemed to
be just before class several months ago. She tried to
remember
how it happened exactly, then remembered. It was Holly, that
hot
sweet bitch with enough body for two women. What a sight!
Brenda had been transfixed and suddenly realized that she
liked
looking at naked women. To be more specific, she liked
looking

more stories on Adult Blog Directory

at a naked Holly. There she sat on the bench in the locker
room
unable to take her eyes off the vast expanse of absolutely
perfect flesh beneath Holly’s shirt. Holly pulled off her
bra
with a look of total unconcern, tossed it into her locker,
and
marched off to the showers, completely unaware of the
devastating
blow she had given Brenda and how it would changed her life.
Brenda had trouble concentrating after
that, it seemed that
wherever she looked she found another girls tits in her face,
and
found herself unable to take her eyes off them. In a
maelstrom

of voices, laughter, and one girl’s muttered “perv”, Brenda
tried
hard to concentrate on the volley ball game and act normally.

But it didn’t work. Eventually the teacher noticed her
preoccupation and pulled her out of the game.
“Brenda, what’s the matter, you’re
playing like a sissy?”
Miss Angelo asked in concern.
“I’m… I can’t say,” Brenda moaned in
confusion. How could
she live a normal life as a lesbian? A girl ran past and
Brenda’s eyes automatically went to her firm, bouncing breasts.

She colored and hung her head.
“I think I know what the problem is, but
go ahead and get it
off your chest,” Miss Angelo said, placing a concerned hand
on
Brenda’s arm.
“Chest,” Brenda scoffed, turning her face
away.
“Uh huh,” Miss Angelo nodded slowly.
“Come with me into my
office, I know how to help,” she said firmly.
“I’ll just…”

“Into my office,” Miss Angelo left no
room for argument.
Brenda stood up and followed her with dragging steps. When
she
got to the office Miss Angelo ushered her through the door
and
pointed at the chair by her desk. As Brenda started for the
chair, she heard the door lock. She turned to look and found
Miss Angelo pulling the shades.
“Miss Angelo, what???”
“I’ll be right there,” Miss Angelo said
with a smile. She
approached her desk and looked Brenda over carefully.

“How old are you now, Brenda?”
“I just turned
18.”
“Have you dated much?”
“Some,” Brenda said in embarrassment.
She wondered if Miss
Angelo had heard about her dismal failures.
“Who was it?” Miss Angelo finally asked
after a long pause.
“Well the last one…”
“No, who awoke the strange feelings in
you today?”
“Pardon?” Brenda asked in horror.

“This didn’t start by itself, who made
you finally realize
that you like women?” Miss Angelo came brutally to the point.
“Fuck me,” Brenda swore in disgust. If
Miss Angelo had seen
it all the girls would have. They all knew she was a
lesbian.
“It was Holly,” Brenda finally said,
wishing she could will
herself to death.
“I knew it. That little slut. She has
more body than brains
and she’s such a tease. Ever since she realized that she was
a
lesbian she’s been out trying to recruit others.”

“Pardon? I mean…” Brenda stopped,
deep in thought. Holly
the all American track star, almost class president, and all
around popular girl was a lesbian? “You’ve got to be
kidding,”
Brenda scoffed again.
“Nope, she went through much the same
thing that you did,
only much earlier in the year. She… delicious,” Miss
Angelo
said with a gentle smile.
“You… you too?” Brenda asked in
horror.
“Of course, haven’t you heard the
rumors?”

“Sure, but I didn’t believe… can you
teach me?” Brenda
finally asked.
“Teach you what, how to be a
lesbian?”
“No, how to look and act normal like
you?”
“You do look normal, silly. It’s not
something that makes
you look different. Is that what concerns you? I thought
you
wanted sex,” Miss Angelo said, a little disappointed.
“Oh I do,” Brenda said, excited once
more. Sex with Holly
would be a lot of fun. She couldn’t wait to run her hands
over

those huge…
“Do you want to do me, or should I do
you?” Miss Angelo asked
calmly. Brenda’s eyes widened as she realized that she was
being
propositioned by her teacher. She had never thought of that.

But now that she did, Miss Angelo was a real beauty. She
wasn’t
in Holly’s league, but she was good.
“I… I’d like to try you,” Brenda said
in a hoarse whisper,
hardly able to breath. She couldn’t believe how her day was
going. Could she really go through with it?

Miss Angelo went to her own padded chair
and kicked off her
shoes. With complete unconcern she slipped off her sweat
pants
and panties, then draped a towel over her lap. She looked up
at
Brenda with a smile, saying nothing. Brenda didn’t know what
to
do. She slid out of the chair and went down to her knees in
front of her teacher’s chair. Slowly, looking at Miss Angelo
for
approval, she leaned down and sniffed the air between Miss
Angelo’s legs, but not too close. It smelled good, like a woman.

Brenda licked her dry lips and tried to get ahold of her nerves.

If she couldn’t make love to a woman who was willing and
able,
how would she ever approach Holly?
She gingerly reached out an placed one hand on each of
Miss
Angelo’s thighs. They were warm and very soft. She moved her
face
closer until she could smell the perfumed fragrance of Miss
Angelo’s skin. She kissed her inner thigh experimentally,
then
took a good look at Miss Angelo’s pussy for the first time.
She
had a dark patch of black hair, more hair than Brenda. The
pussy

looked much like Brenda’s. It was very wet and fragrant.
Brenda
inhaled deeply and decided it was a good smell. She looked up
into Miss Angelo’s eye, then extended her tongue and touched
the
hot flesh of Miss Angelo’s pussy.
Miss Angelo sighed deeply and closed her eyes. Brenda
tasted
the trace of juice on her tongue and decided she liked it.
She
licked more boldly, enjoying the rich flavor of Miss Angelo,
but
enjoying her reaction even more. Miss Angelo shuddered and
gasped

as Brenda’s tongue slid through her wet folds of flesh. When
the
tongue reached her clit, Miss Angelo gasped and stiffened.
Amazed
at such a reaction Brenda opened the folds of her pussy and
found
the clit, then began flicking her tongue across the little
bud.
Miss Angelo cried out and stiffened, thrusting her pussy
slightly forward to meet Brenda’s tongue. Losing the last of
her
hesitation, Brenda clamped her warm lips over the wet mound
and
began sucking as her tongue lashed Miss Angelo’s womanly
fruit.

Becoming even more enthusiastic, Brenda dove into the
woman’s
crotch whole-heartedly, working her face from side to side,
while
her mouth sucked and tongued her teacher. With a
death
grip on each leg, Brenda drove her tongue up inside Miss
Angelo
while her sucking lips drew her womanly nectar from her
loins.
Panting and tossing on the chair, Miss Angelo suddenly
fell
back and spread her legs wider. Although Brenda was new at
this
sort of thing, she realized that Miss Angelo was nearing her

orgasm. It was exciting to watch the thigh muscles tense and
vibrate in time with her lashing tongue. Brenda puckered her
lips
and sealed them over the little clit at the top of Miss
Angelo’s
pussy and lashed it at the same time. She moved her merciless
tongue to the top of the fleshy envelope, turning her head
slightly so she could rake her tongue from the top, down
across
the clit and back again. Miss Angelo moaned with each
stroke.
Panting loudly, Miss Angelo shot upright and grabbed the
back

of Brenda’s head, pulling her tightly into her pussy, then with
a
little scream she threw herself back in the chair, rolling
her
head from side to side, while her fists clenched in Brenda’s
hair. Miss Angelo humped her pussy against Brenda’s working
mouth, moaning loudly enough to be heard in the next room.
Brenda
didn’t have time to worry about that, she intensified her
attack
on Miss Angelo’s poor clit, sucking and licking it at the
same
time. Miss Angelo squeaked loudly and stiffened, then humped
her
pussy helplessly against Brenda’s face as her orgasm exploded

from her loins. Her warm juices were being sucked from her
pussy
by Brenda’s searching lips. Brenda knew it would be her last
chance to feast on her teacher’s sweet juices, because in a
moment her pussy would be too sensitive to allow any contact.
When Brenda felt Miss Angelo’s legs clench around her face,
she
relented and sealed her mouth over the entire pussy, sucking
gently without probing with her tongue.
With Miss Angelo in her mouth, Brenda watched the changing

expression on Miss Angelo’s face as she went from orgasm, to
sensitivity, then she relaxed. It was a wonderful experience,
one
she would have never missed. Miss Angelo suddenly looked down
at
the sweet face and warm mouth, still sealed over her pussy.
“You can let go of that thing now girl, it’s time I gave
you
the lashing of your life,” Miss Angelo said playfully as she
sat
up and pulled Brenda forward. “Up on the desk,” she said,
slapping the top of the desk with a hand. “I’ll do you the
same

way you did me. I forgot how exciting it was to sit up and
watch
your pussy being eaten. I usually go through such an
experience
laying back with my eyes closed. But that was something
else,”
she continued to talk as Brenda stripped and she placed Brenda
in
just the right position.
“Miss Angelo, you know that was the first time I ever
tasted
a…”
“Pussy,” Miss Angelo said as she moved
her chair closer to

Brenda on the desk.
Brenda started to lay back, but Miss
Angelo reached up and
pulled her upright, smiling into her eyes as she worked her
mouth
against her womanhood. Licking and sucking, she bathed the
outer
lips of pussy flesh liberally, then snaked her tongue up into
Brenda, curling out the juices for her sucking lips.
Pressing her lips directly over the vulva, she sucked what
few
juices were left, then drank them gratefully. With her own

gratification over, she concentrated on lashing Brenda’s clit
with her tongue. Brenda cried out and held her breath, trying
to
restrain her cries, so they wouldn’t be heard through the
thin
walls. She gasped suddenly and bent forward over Miss
Angelo’s
head, pulling it forcefully into her crotch. Miss Angelo
continued to eat in the awkward position, trying to breath
when
she could. She was relieved when Brenda finally sat back and
started humping her sex against Miss Angelo’s mouth.
Miss Angelo recognized the little panting cries for the
start

of Brenda’s orgasm. She doubled her efforts on Brenda’s clit.
Brenda’s cries got louder and louder until she suddenly
stiffened
and bit her lips to keep from screaming. As her orgasm tore
her
loins apart, her pussy twisted inside Miss Angelo’s mouth.
She
pumped it against that sweet mouth, giving her final offering
of
juices to the warm, sucking lips. The orgasm seemed to go on
forever, then gradually lessened until Brenda fell back on
the
desk in total exhaustion.
Like a mother cat, Miss Angelo thoughtfully cleaned
Brenda’s

entire crotch and inner thighs, before she moved back and
allowed
Brenda to stand and get dressed. “You don’t want to smell
like
pussy when you go out there,” Miss Angelo said, “wash your
face
in the sink before you go out,” she pointed at the bathroom door.

While Brenda washed up, Miss Angelo
dressed and waited for
the bathroom. When they were both ready the opened the
office
door and found the gymnasium empty.
“School’s over?” Brenda said.
“I’ll give you a ride home,” Miss Angelo
said, locking the

door behind them. “On the way you can write down Holly’s number.

I don’t think she has plans for tonight,” Miss Angelo said with
a
sly smile.

Link