Chapter 7

Angela was in the girl's bathroom at the school when her heart skipped a beat. Tracy Savage had just walked in, and judging from the odd smile that spread across the buxom blonde's face, Tracy had something in mind.

Before Angela could get out of the bathroom, Tracy stepped into her path, blocking her escape. "Well, if it isn't the blow-job queen! Does my brother have a nice cock? Did you like sucking him off?" "I have no idea what you're talking about," Angela said. "You've got a filthy, foul mouth, Tracy Savage, and I don't like you at all."

Tracy just laughed softly, which caused her huge, creamy tits to wiggle seductively inside her blouse. "Don't play prissy with me, Angela. I saw you at the drive-in the other night. Peter and I went there and I noticed our car. I walked over to see what was happening and what did I see? I saw my brother with the strangest look on his face. Well, I walked right up to the car and he never noticed me at all. I finally realized why Tony looked that way when I saw that flaming auburn hair of yours. Up and down your head was going in his lap."

Angela could feel the embarrassment rising inside her. Her face was flushed. Everything Tracy had said was true, but Angela still felt the need to deny it. Even though her escapade with Tony would be exactly what Peter had wanted from her, Angela wanted to keep the whole thing quiet.

"Did ... did you tell Peter what you saw?" Angela asked quietly.

Tracy was enjoying this. She had grown up with Angela. They'd been neighbors their entire lives. And now, Angela Southern, the girl who was always so proper, the girl who had always looked down her nose at Tracy, was now at Tracy's mercy. Tracy had Angela right where she wanted her.

"No, you don't have to worry about that . . .yet."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that I didn't tell Peter what you were doing. What would darling Peter think if he found out his sweet little sister was actually a blow-job queen?" Tracy took Angela by the shoulders and gently but firmly began pushing her back away from the school bathroom door. "But my silence doesn't come for free, dearie. No. It's going to cost you."

Angela tried to swallow and couldn't. She wasn't certain what Tracy was going to do, but she was quite sure that she wasn't going to enjoy it. But there was something about being out of control of the situation that appealed to Angela's sense of eroticism.

"If you can make it with my brother, you can make it with me." Tracy pushed Angela backward until the young, svelte girl was trapped against the sinks. "Right here."

Angela couldn't believe what she was hearing. Getting it on with another girl? It seemed so absurd . . . but the look in Tracy's eyes let Angela know that she was quite serious.

"I've never . . . done that before," Angela whispered, her voice trembling with fear. "I won't know what to do."

"I'll teach you everything you need to know," Tracy replied smoothly. "Trust me, dearie, I'll show you what real pleasure is."

Angela left her arms hanging limply at her sides. She was trapped. If she didn't do what Tracy demanded, Tracy would tell Peter -- and probably everyone else in the whole school -- how she'd sucked off Tony Savage in the park­ing lot at the drive-in. Angela wanted a boyfriend, not the reputation of being the most cock-hungry girl in school.

"Kiss me softly," Tracy whispered. She pushed her fingers through Angela's luxurious, shimmering auburn hair. "I love kissing girls. They know how to kiss so much better than boys do."

She was guessing, but Tracy didn't want Angela to know how nervous she was. Tracy had never before stuffed her tongue into another's girl's mouth, or licked a pussy. She was determined to go through with what she had found curious for so long, and since she had Angela in a position where she couldn't deny her anything, Tracy wasn't going to let the opportunity pass her by.

Tracy leaned forward, paused a moment when her mouth was just inches away from Angela's, then kissed the girl. The touch of their lips was light, soft as a feather.

"Mmmmmmm!" Tracy moaned quietly. She opened her lips very slightly and let the tip of her tongue play against Angela's mouth. "I like the way your lips feel against mine."

Angela gripped the sink with both hands. Her heart was pounding. The whole situation seemed unreal to her. When she felt Tracy's hand slide from her shoulder, moving downward, Angela knew that Tracy was going to feel her up.

"Don't touch me there," Angela whispered, feeling helpless and trapped. "Please, Tracy, can't you see that this is wrong!"

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to make each other feel good," Tracy replied. She cupped one of the girl's tits in her hand. The nipple was erect. Tracy scratched the sensitive nub with her fingernails, arousing it through Angela's conservatively cut bra and plain white blouse. "Besides, if you don't do everything I tell you, I'll tell your brother you sucked Tony off. What would he think of his kid sister then? Huh?"

Tracy pressed her fingers deeper into the firm mound of Angela's tit. Between her legs, Tracy felt the itching sensation in her own cunt-lips. It was exciting to feel Angela's tits, to feel the nipples harden to her touch. Tracy kissed Angela again, only his time she did not simply trace the girl's mouth with her tongue, she pushed her tongue between Angela's lips.

"Mmmmmmm!" Tracy moaned lustily, squirming with pleasure as she pressed her lips hotly against Angela's. She explored Angela's mouth with her tongue. She ate the girl's lips, sticking her tongue as far into Angela's mouth as she possibly could.

When the kiss finally ended, Angela turned her face away from Tracy. A thousand conflict­ing emotions were going through her. It was wrong, she kept telling herself, to allow another girl to do the things to her that Tracy was. But then Angela reasoned that she had at first felt it was wrong to fuck her own brother, and now she would gladly fuck him and suck his cock anywhere, at any time.

"You've got a beautiful body," Tracy purred, her fingers working free the buttons of Angela's blouse. "I've been excited by you for a long time. I just never told you so before."

Angela could not look at Tracy. She was afraid that if she looked into the girl's eyes, Tracy would see the lust that was simmering in Angela's soul. The touch of Tracy's fingers against her tits had gotten to Angela, caused the pink petals of her cunt to get wet with her girl-cum. Angela's small, brown nipples felt like they were burning up. Knowing that Tracy would soon be able to fondle her tits without the hin­drance of the bra and blouse added a special dimension to Angela's anticipation.

Tracy pulled the tails of Angela's white blouse out of the simple blue pleated skirt she wore. She pushed the blouse off Angela's slender shoulders, exposing the girl's bra-encased tits. Tracy leaned back to get a better view of Angela. Tracy then slipped her hands around Angela to get to the clasp of her bra. When she did this, her tits pushed against Angela's briefly.

"What if someone comes in?" Angela ask­ed. She had resigned herself to whatever would happen. She wasn't going to try to refuse anything from Tracy. "What will we do then?"

"Let's worry about that if it happens."

Tracy pushed the blouse down farther, until it was bunched at Angela's waist. Then she pulled the bra down Angela's arm. At first glance, Tracy's mouth began to water. Angela's ripe, firm, succulent tits were as delicious-looking as anything Tracy had ever seen.

"I want to suck on them." Tracy's cunt was wet and ready for action. She unsnapped her jeans and pushed them and her panties down to her ankles quickly. "I want to play with myself while I suck on your tits."

Angela kept her eyes closed. She didn't want to see what was happening, and she didn't want Tracy to see into her eyes. She was sure that she couldn't hide her own arousal from Tracy.

"Beautiful little tits," Tracy cooed. She touched Angela just beneath the delicate swells of her tits. Angela's skin was warm and smooth, like expensive silk.

Tracy brushed her fingertips over both nip­ples. The small, blunt brown nubs got a bit harder and longer. She leaned forward and kissed one nipple, then opened her lips just enough to take the nub in.

"Ahhhhh!" Angela gasped when she felt the lips, so warm and moist, surrounding her sen­sitive nipple. When Tracy began licking circles around Angela's nipple, it put fire in the teenager's veins. She'd never felt anything like that before -- not even when her brother Peter licked her sensitive tit-tips. Angela squeezed the sink behind her so tightly her knuckles turned white.

Angela simply couldn't believe this was hap­pening to her. And what was strangest of all was that she was enjoying herself. Every second that passed brought her a second closer to the brink of orgasm.

Tracy worked quickly after that, knowing that she did not have a great deal of time, afraid that at any moment another girl would walk into the bathroom and catch them. She dropped to her knees in front of Angela and pushed the pleated skirt up.

"Let me get these off you," Tracy whispered feverishly. She pushed her hands higher up Angela's skirt, grabbed the waistband of her briefs, and jerked them down the teenager's trim legs.

"Tracy . . . maybe we should stop." "I can't stop now!"

Tracy helped Angela step out of the underwear. When she raised her face, she discovered, without surprise, that Angela's tight, little pussy was at mouth level to her. She placed her fingertips lightly to the pink lips of Angela's cunt and moaned again, enjoying the smell and wetness of the pussy.

"You're horny! You're just as horny as I am . . . even if you won't admit it!"

Angela couldn't keep her eyes closed a mo­ment longer. She had to see for herself exactly what was happening, exactly what was being done to her. When she saw Tracy's lovely face between her slightly spread thighs, Angela groaned softly. It had felt so good to have the teenager's hands and mouth working over her body, sucking and pinching on her fiery nipples and playing with her pussy. But now that she had her eyes open, the reality that she was get­ting it on with another teenaged girl could not be denied.

Angela's belief that it was wrong to fuck another girl vanished the moment Tracy's stiffened, warm tongue pushed between her cunt-lips. The instant Tracy started licking Angela's red-hot clit, all the auburn-haired girl could think about was how magnificent it felt to get tongue-fucked by someone as horny and sexy as Tracy Savage.

"Awwwwww!" Angela moaned, rolling her head back on her shoulders, giving herself over totally, freely to Tracy's expert caresses. "Lick me, Tracy! It feels soooo good! Ohhhh! I can feel your tongue moving around inside my pussy! Nothing has ever felt like this before!"

Tracy skewered the wet cunt with her tongue. She stuffed her tongue into Angela's cunt until her nose was pressed against the pink, throb­bing clit. Then, slowly, Tracy pulled her tongue through the cunt-lips, working her way upward until she reached Angela's clit. Once there, she circled the clit several times with her tongue before taking the hard, aroused flesh between her lips. She sucked tenderly on it.

"Mmmmmmft!" Tracy moaned lustily, as she tongue-fucked Angela, her own cunt was getting hotter, itching for attention. She reach­ed between her thighs and stuffed two fingers between her cunt-lips, driving the fingers into her pussy until the heel of her palm was press­ed against her fiery clit.

Tracy shivered on her knees. The taste of Angela's cunt was unlike anything Tracy had ever known. She loved the taste and smell of the teenager's cunt, and the juices that oozed freely from Angela's pussy. She finger-fucked herself slowly, working her cunt into a frothy frenzy while doing everything she possibly could to tantalize Angela's pussy with her lips and tongue.

The pussy-juice that trickled from Tracy's cunt dribbled down the invading fingers and in­to her palm. On a whim, she uncorked the fingers from her cunt and reached further be­tween her shapely thighs until her juice-moistened fingers were at her asshole. She rubbed the slick girl-cum around the entrance to her asshole.

She had to be careful because of her long fingernails, but Tracy gingerly worked a single finger into her asshole. The tingling sensation that sizzled through her body at finger-fucking her asshole made her head spin. She licked at Angela's pussy with renewed energy, sucking up the hot juices that oozed from the cunt.

It no longer mattered to Tracy where they were. She had her tongue in Angela Southern's hot pussy and was finger-fucking her own asshole so beautifully that it seemed like her skin was going to start on fire at any second.

"Mmmmmm! Angela, your cunt is heaven to me! I can't get enough of your pussy! Ohhhhhhh! Angela, cum on my mouth! Give me your cum, Angela! I want to drink up all your pussy-juice."

Angela raised one knee and placed her leg lightly on Tracy's shoulder. The auburn-haired teenager trembled as she balanced on one foot, her cunt-lips wedged apart by Tracy's probing, thrusting tongue, her clit getting hotter each time it was whipped with Tracy's tongue.

Tracy lavished Angela's cunt with her tongue's moist probing caresses. She licked up and down the cunt-lips, tonguing one then the other, then pushing her tongue between the pussy-lips. The moisture of Angela's sweet cunt, the heated pussy-juice, tasted delicious to the horny, lusty, big-titted blonde girl. She fucked her tongue deep into Angela's tight cunt and rubbed the red-hot clit with her nose. And while she tongue-fucked Angela, her hand was busy between her own thighs, sometimes fingering her tight asshole, at other times frigging her clit and cunt-lips.

Her cheeks were wet with Angela's pussy-juice. Tracy pressed her face against Angela's cunt, scooping the girl-cum out of the pink-lipped pussy with her tongue, continually searching for more of the precious fluid. She wanted more than anything else to tongue Angela's cunt until the girl came. Tracy wanted to know that she could pleasure a girl as well as she could a boy.

"Ahhhhh!" Angela moaned. She glanced downward and watched Tracy's lovely face nodding back and forth as her hot cunt got tongue-fucked. "That's it! Ohhhhh! That's so beautiful, Tracy! Lick my pussy! Lick my cunt and make me cum!"

Stuffing her tongue deep into Angela's pussy, Tracy trembled on the floor of the bathroom. She was getting dangerously close to the point of orgasm herself. Tracy pushed her thumb be­tween her cunt-lips and her middle finger into her ass, simultaneously working over both tight holes. The strange sensations of having her ass and cunt fingered at the same time made it dif­ficult for Tracy to concentrate on tongue-fucking Angela's pussy.

"Just a little more," Angela gasped. "Ahhhh! Tracy, just a little more and I'm go­ing to cum! I'm going to cum on your mouth!"

Tracy devoured Angela's cunt. She stuck her tongue into the teenager's pussy and then shook her head from side to side, spreading the cunt-lips far apart. She whipped the hard bud of Angela's clit, dragging her tongue with a rasp­ing motion over the nub.

The squeal of ecstasy that Angela emitted was followed a second later by a blast of pussy-juice. Angela's rich girl-cum gushed from her cunt, splashing into Tracy's gaping mouth. The girl-cum spewed out in a flood, making Tracy's lips, chin and cheeks wet and sticky.

"Mmmmmmm!" Tracy moaned joyously, sucking up the pussy-juice as quickly as she possibly could. Her right hand was a blur be­tween her legs as she knelt before Angela. Tracy was fingering her ass and cunt as quickly as she possibly could, passionately intent on releasing her own load of pussy-juice while she drank Angela's.

Angela shuddered as her girl-cum spewed out of her pussy. She gripped the sink with all her might, balancing precariously on one foot with the other leg up on Tracy's shoulder.

She may have cum harder in her life, but Angela couldn't think of a time when she had. Not even when Peter tongue-fucked her had it felt so good to have a tongue delving into the hot recesses of her pussy. Young Tracy's tongue worked over the teenager's pussy and cunt-lips with such wild abandon and skill that Angela came and came, her cunt flexing around the in­vading tongue. Her stomach was sucked in as she came, and Angela felt like her flesh was so hot it would start her clothes on fire.

Tracy was licking up the last of Angela's girl-cum when she fingered herself into an orgasm. She pulled her mouth away from the cunt, working her hand furiously back and forth be­tween her legs. Her thumb stabbed into the pink-lipped cunt, the finger driving hard and fast into her asshole. On her knees with her head hanging down, Tracy whimpered softly as pussy-juice gushed into her beating hand.

"Yessss!" Angela whispered, looking through passion fogged eyes as Tracy shivered on the floor, cumming around her thumb. "I love watching you cum."

It was several minutes before the girls had composed themselves. Tracy and Angela had just finished rearranging their clothes into proper order when a girl walked into the bathroom. The aroma of pussy-juice was strong and though the new girl showed signs of being suspicious, Angela and Tracy pretended as though nothing was out of the ordinary.

"I'll see you later," Tracy told Angela. "And don't for a second think that you're not going to return the favor. I licked your pussy, Angela . . . and you're going to have your tongue in my cunt if it's the last thing you ever do."

Angela nodded her head in agreement, even though she was scared as hell of the encounter she knew she'd have with the big-titted blonde. Having another girl's tongue pushing into her cunt was exhilarating, but Angela wasn't sure at all that she could tongue Tracy's pussy. Giv­ing head and receiving it weren't the same thing.

Angela walked out of the school's bathroom with her head spinning. What was she going to do when Tracy demanded the favor be returned?