Chapter 4
As soon as she left Mrs. Reynolds' classroom, Marcy ran up to her room, threw her books down on her bed, and burst into tears.
She didn't know what to think about what had happened with Mr. Morley. He had left her in such a state of confusion, and now that she had time alone, all she wanted to do was cry. She did, until there were no more tears.
Marcy was just finishing up her crying when the door to her room opened, and Shari walked in. It was easy to tell that Marcy had been crying, with her eyes all red and puffy, and Shari sat on her bed, across from her roommates.
"What's wrong, Marcy?" she asked. "Why are you so upset?"
"I'm just hurting," Marcy said.
"I can understand that. I know that he must have really whacked your ass good. But you seemed to have set yourself up for it."
"I know. But I really do hate her class, and really do think it sucks. And I'm sure that Mr. Morley was even going to agree with me. I mean, before he started to beat me, he was talking to me like a human being, asking me what it was I didn't like about the class. He was even listening."
"And then what?" Shari asked, and Marcy was a little shocked.
"What do you mean by that?" she asked, rolling over onto her ass, before she could even stop herself. The stinging pain ran through her.
"I mean, what happened that made him start to whack your ass? If he was listening to you at first, something must have changed him to get him mad."
"I don't know," Marcy said. "I just don't know. I mean ... "
And then she couldn't go on. After all, she knew she couldn't tell Shari that he had fucked her cunt first, and then her face.
She knew that she couldn't tell anyone, so she had to lie.
"I don't know. He just listened, and then he told me to bend over so he could punish me. It was almost as if my words fell on deaf ears."
"Let me see," Shari said to her. "Let me see how bad it is."
Marcy had rolled back onto her stomach, because lying on her ass was much too painful, and as she lay there, she felt her friend pulling her skirt up. Shari just pulled the panties down so she could see the girl's ass cheeks, and then she sighed.
"God, Marcy, this is bad. This is really bad. I mean, it's much worse than a girl deserves, particularly when she's telling the truth."
"I know. He was kind of insane when he did it. And then, when it was over, he just pushed me out of the room."
"Hey, what's this?" Shari asked, and the blonde roommate was moving her hand near Marcy's thigh, and rubbing something.
It was some wetness, some of the cream that had been dripping out of the girl's pussy. There was a lot of dried come on Marcy's thigh, too.
"I don't know," Marcy said, for at first, she didn't even know what her friend was touching, but when she turned her head, and saw the glistening cream on Shari's finger, she quickly got off the bed. "I don't know. Maybe blood or something. All I know is that I'd better take a shower."
She turned her back on Shari as she started to slip out of her clothing, then reached for her robe.
She was just about to slip it on, when she turned, and saw the way Shari was glaring at her. The blonde girl also had her arms folded across her chest, and the look in her eyes started to scare Marcy.
She tried to push her way right past her friend, and then, she felt Shari's strong hand on her stomach, pushing her down on the bed.
"Now you listen here, Marcy," the girl said. "I want to know everything that happened in there with you and Mr. Morley."
"Nothing. I already told you, Shari. He whipped my ass good this time, with the thickest ruler I've ever seen or felt. And that's all."
As she tried to get up again, Shari placed her strong hand right on Marcy's neck, then pushed her down flat on the bed.
Before Marcy could do anything, the blonde girl was sinking to her knees, right between her legs. She spread them as wide as she could, moving her head closer. Marcy was about to scream, thinking that Shari was going to do something naughty to her.
At first, the blonde girl didn't do much but spread her friend's red, dripping cunt lips. Then, she moved her fingers inside of Marcy's still wet pussy, and started to feel around in there. As soon as she did that, Marcy spoke up.
"What are you doing, Shari? What the hell do you think you're doing? You're a goddamn queer. I read about girls like you in books. It's disgusting."
Then, Marcy felt Shari going even further. The girl started to move her lips to Marcy's cunt. At first, Marcy didn't think that her friend was trying to lick her to turn her on, as much as she was just doing some kind of exploratory work. She started to dig her tongue deep into Marcy's pussy, licking the walls of her cunt.
As she did, Shari closed her eyes, and tried to think.
She could remember times when she and her older sister, Melanie, would play with each other. The last time it had happened was years back, but Shari would never forget how sweet the taste of her sister had been.
It had been Melanie, of course, who started it with the younger girl. Shari had been about thirteen at the time, and Melanie was sixteen. She climbed into bed one night with Shari and started to rub against her.
As she pressed her leg against Shari's cunt, Shari could feel this heated pleasure running through her body.
Within seconds, Melanie was licking her way down, and pulling Shari's nightie up at the same time. She moved her mouth to the younger girl's cunt hairs and started to suck on them gently. Then, she started to lick her sister's cunt lips.
Shari was getting so turned on. It was the first time she could ever feel a certain kind of heat flowing through her body, and it was unlike anything else she had ever felt. She learned to love it that very first evening, and was soon thrusting her cunt up and down against her older sister's eagerly licking mouth.
It was not until a few seconds later, however, that Melanie started to move her body around, and Shari really didn't notice it until it was too late.
Melanie, of course, wanted some satisfaction herself, and by the time her pussy was hovering over the thirteen year old Shari's face, Shari couldn't stop it.
Her sister was also a blonde, but had a thicker patch of cunt hair near her pussy. At first, Shari felt the blonde hairs in her mouth, and she started to choke on them. She could feel some dripping cream there, too.
When she started to gag, Melanie lifted her hot pussy up a little bit, then turned and glared at her younger sister.
"You lick me, too," she started to say, in a mean tone of voice. "I want you to lick my cunt, too, you selfish little bitch."
"I can't," Shari moaned. "I don't want to. I don't want to."
And then, Melanie lifted her little sister's legs up higher, and started to slap her buttocks as hard as she possibly could. Each time that Shari felt a hard slap, a tingling sensation flowed through her body. That was because Melanie's mouth was still close to her pussy, and each time Melanie hit her, she was exhaling, as if the slap was taking a lot of energy out of her.
The warm air she exhaled flowed right up into the younger girl's cunt, and Shari was really starting to love the way that it felt.
Soon, Melanie made another attempt to move her cunt over her sister's face, and that time, the blonde girl licked.
She really started to like the way her sister's cunt cream tasted, and she could feel how much of it there was, too.
Melanie was soon moaning loud as Shari made her come hard, and Shari could feel the way her sister was doing all kinds of nice things right back. She started to do what her sister was doing. Each time Melanie was flicking Shari's little clit back and forth, Shari was doing the same right back to her older sister. She realized, within a few moments, that Melanie was doing what she wanted done right back.
After her older sister came really hard, Shari started to do the same kind of thing to Melanie, although at the time, she was really exploring.
It was, after all, the very first sexual experience that the younger girl had ever had, and she didn't really know what turned her on at the time. She could just imagine what it would take to bring her further and further, until she was exploding and Melanie was licking the juices out as hard as she could.
Finally, after they had made each other come a few times, Melanie rolled to one side of the bed and lay there, catching her breath.
But Shari was still not satisfied, as far as tasting her sister went. She had thought that the creamy juices of her sister were like nothing else she'd ever tasted, and she wanted to taste more, just so she could always remember it.
She did, in the end, have a long talk with Melanie.
"Do all women taste the same?" she wanted to know, and her sister shrugged her shoulders a little bit, then answered.
"I don't know. I've only done things like this with Lucy, and you taste pretty much like her. Pretty good, if you want to know the truth."
"Does this mean that I'm strange, liking the taste of a woman?"
"I don't think so," Melanie said. "After all, in many ways, it's like loving yourself. I think a person has to love herself."
And later, after Melanie got up and left, to go back to her room, Shari started to play with her own pussy. It was the first time she had done so, but since her sister had licked her and turned her on, it was easy for her to close her eyes and get herself all turned on.
She started to moan as her juices flowed and her pussy spasmed, and she kept one hand down there between her legs, to catch the juicy flow.
As soon as she had a hand full of the cream, she moved it up to her mouth and started to lick her hand off. She thought that the cream tasted the same, pretty much, except for one major difference.
By the time she had gotten enough on her hand, and then moved it to her mouth, the cream was not as warm as it had been directly from her sister's cunt. She felt that the heat from a cunt, which heated up the cream as it flowed out, made it taste better.
Shari was thinking of this cunt cream taste while she was licking her friend. She was thinking that perhaps Marcy had gotten turned on when she had been lashed with the ruler, but that was not all she was thinking.
Because since that first time with her sister, Shari had done a lot more.
For many months after that first time, she and Melanie would get into bed together at least once a week, and sometimes more. At any rate, each evening Shari would masturbate herself off, because she loved the flowing feeling, and more than that, loved the way the heat just burned through her body.
Then, one weekend, Shari's parents had gone away, leaving Melanie in charge.
At the time, Melanie had been seeing Peter, one of the cutest boys Shari had ever seen. He was short, with jet black hair and a dancer's kind of body. In fact, he had gone on to become a dancer, and Shari and Melanie had gone to see him.
"I'm going to be making it with Peter this weekend, squirt," Melanie had told her little sister, as soon as her parents had left. "I don't want you around."
"That's not fair," Shari said. "I want to get involved, too."
"No way. This is going to be my first time with him, and I don't want you there. I'll beat your little head in if you're anywhere around tonight."
Shari was so pissed off that she wanted to beat her older sister's head in, and she was going to say as much, until she thought of some other strategy.
That evening, while Melanie was getting dressed, she walked into her sister's room and sat on the bed. As bluntly as she could, she spelled it out.
"Mother and Dad would be so mad if they knew what you were doing tonight, Melanie. God, would I ever hate for them to find out."
The sarcasm in Shari's voice made Melanie turn to face her.
"What the hell are you talking about, you little runt?"
"Just this. If you don't let me make it with you and Peter, then I'm going to tell them everything that you do with him this weekend. They'll never trust you again. They'll probably even put a lock on your door and lock you in at night."
"Come on, Shari. I'll give you five dollars to keep your mouth shut."
And for a few seconds, the young blonde girl was tempted, but that temptation didn't last too long. For she knew, deep down, that there was nothing in the world better than sex. She already loved making it with her sister, and she had been dreaming about a cock filling her pussy.
So, she shook her head no, and in the end, Melanie had to agree to let Shari come and play with them, otherwise, Shari would tell.
At first, Melanie and Peter were alone with each other, because the older girl had wanted it that way. In fact, Melanie told Peter that Shari was out, because she thought he might get uptight in front of the little girl.
Shari waited until they went to Melanie's bedroom, and she looked through the door, which Melanie had left open slightly.
She saw the way Melanie spread her legs so that Peter could lick her pussy, and he started to turn his naked body around so that Melanie could lick his cock. At first, Shari could tell, her sister didn't seem to really want to do that.
But, like the time Melanie hovered her pussy over Shari's face, Peter started to hover his hard dick over Melanie's face, and soon, she was kissing the head of his dick, then opening her mouth so he could slide more of it into her.
Even then, Shari could feel her pussy getting wet, for the look of Peter's cock was turning her on. She thought that he had such a beautiful looking dick, with heavy hanging balls that rested on Melanie's nose as she sucked him.
After he got Melanie nice and wet, he started to turn his body around, and then Shari watched him entering her sister.
Melanie didn't seem to love the way he entered her, Shari could tell, for she seemed to groan in pain. Still, once Peter was inside of her and thrusting. Melanie started to change her tune, and she was soon moaning with pleasure.
Shari could not get over the way it looked. She could see her sister getting fucked nice and hard, and deep down, she wished that cock was fucking her.
It did not take too long. She heard Peter letting out a groan, and then he plunged his way in hard, and Shari could see his ass cheeks spasming. A few seconds later, he pulled out and fell on the side of the bed, panting for breath. Shari could see that the boy's dick was no longer hard, but still thought it was cute.
That was when she entered the room. She walked right over to her sister, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and she started to move her lips down to Melanie's dripping thighs, so she could lick away the cream.
Melanie started to moan, and she was thrusting her hips up and down.
That, of course, made Peter sit up, and Shari didn't even see him right away. However, he was already starting to tug on his dick, for her was definitely getting off on what the two young girls were doing with each other.
But it was then that Shari noticed something, and she really seemed to love it.
The come that she was first sucking out of her sister's pussy tasted very different from the come she had sucked out other times. At first, she couldn't understand it, because she had thought most women would taste the same. That was the reason why she had even started to play with herself and taste herself after she and Melanie had gotten it on that very first time.
But there was definitely something different about the come this time.
And it was Peter who made her understand it, for while he sat up and continued to play with his cock, tugging and making it hard again, he spoke.
"Yeah, suck her come out. Suck my come and her come out. Yeah, what a tasty combination it is, Shari. Yeah, you look like you love it."
And that was it. The come was a combination of his male come and her sister's female come. It was even better than just the female come alone.
As a matter of fact, later, when Peter started to fuck Melanie from behind, Shari was still licking her sister's clit, and she could flick her tongue back and forth over Peter's cock meat at the same time.
The way that tasted was fabulous, and it was a taste she would never forget. Because each time that the young boy moved his dick into her sister, then pulled back, it was covered with Melanie's come, but under that, it still tasted of cock.
Later that night, Shari got to feel the way Peter's cock tasted, for she started to suck him off, too, and when he came, she liked it, but not as much as the come combination, which she thought was better than anything else.
Also, Peter fucked her for the first time that night, and the three of them were up practically all night, fucking and sucking each other.
Melanie had to agree with her sister when Shari said that the cream from a cunt tasted even better after a man had come in it, because after Peter finished fucking Shari's hot pussy, he moved his cock to her mouth so she could suck the rest of his cream out, and Melanie moved her mouth to her younger sister's cunt, so she could suck the come out of Shari's pussy.
And that was what Shari was thinking about now, as she was sucking on her roommate's cunt. She didn't know what made her suspect that the cream she first rubbed off with her finger was not just cunt cream.
Perhaps it was the odor, too, for a male and female had different odors, and when she's moved her hand under her nose, she just could not tell which odor it was to the come that she'd rubbed away from Marcy's thigh.
But the more she sucked, trying to avoid Marcy's clit at first, so she would not let any more cunt juice build up (but rather, just suck what was there now, so she could taste the come that was already in the girl), she was more and more sure.
Marcy started to protest a few seconds later, after Shari had licked her practically dry, and only then did Shari think of what to do next. Only then, when she was sure that the come she'd sucked out was male and female come combined, did she moved her tongue to Marcy's clit and start licking it.
Marcy could not believe how good it was feeling, and when Shari started to spank her ass a little bit, lightly, she loved the way that felt, too.
She could feel some pain, because of the lash marks on her buttocks, but the pain was never more intense than the pleasure that Shari was making flow through her body. That pleasure was even greater than the pleasure that seemed to have flowed through her when Mr. Morley had been eating her.
But then, when Shari pulled her mouth away and moved her finger to Marcy's cunt instead, so her finger could work the young girl's clit, Marcy heard her talk, and she really didn't like what the girl was saying.
"So, Mr. Morley fucked you, too, didn't he?" she asked. "He fucked your pussy after he made it with you, didn't he? Didn't he?"
Marcy just didn't want to admit it to anyone. She couldn't. She thought that it would be wrong, and she shook her head.
"No. I don't know why you're saying that, Shari. You're lying."
"I could taste it, Marcy. I could taste the male come that was shot into your cunt. I know what come taste like. I know what a man's come tastes like, and what a woman's come tastes like. You tasted like both combined."
"You don't know what you're talking about," Marcy insisted.
And that only made Shari more angry. She slapped the girl harder on the buttocks, and Marcy let out a groan of pain. The next slap was even harder than the last, and Marcy thought that she was going to have to give in.
But Shari was thinking of stopping already, and it was because she did that she would not learn the truth right away.
She felt as if she'd given her roommate a good enough chance to come out and say what had happened to her, and was even thinking that maybe she was wrong herself. After all, what had happened with Melanie and Peter had occurred almost three years ago, so maybe she didn't really remember what that taste was like.
She pulled her fingers away from Marcy's pussy, and walked over to her bed. Marcy lay on her own bed, panting and trying to catch her breath, her tits heaving up and down. Finally, they came to a rest when she had caught her breath.
Marcy sat up and glared at her roommate.
"You fucking bitch. How dare you do something like that to me?"
"You're an asshole, Marcy. I know that he did it to you, and you're still denying it. You little fool. Crazy little fool. Don't you know what you can do?"
"I don't want to hear anything you have to say, ever."
And then, Marcy pulled her robe around her body, tied it, and ran out into the hall toward the bathroom. She jumped into the shower as fast as she could, and started to wash away all that remained from her encounter with Shari.
She kept pushing the bar of soap in and out of her cunt, because she was somewhat ashamed of what her roommate had done to her.
In fact, she was not satisfied until she had cleaned herself out five times, and even then she was still a little bit unsure. She washed herself a sixth time, and then she dried herself off.
As she did, she started to think about what Shari had said.
"Don't you know what you can do?" her roommate had asked her, and Marcy really had no idea of what Shari was talking about.
So, she pulled her robe closed and started to walk back to her room, prepared to ask Shari. Maybe there was some way to get even with Mr. Morley for the way he had beaten her ass so hard this last time, Marcy was thinking.
But Shari was nowhere to be found. The door to the room was closed and when Marcy opened it, there was no one inside.
That was because Shari had been sitting on the bed thinking.
This was her second year at Mr. Morley's Private School For Girls, and she could remember a girl named Marilyn, from the year before.
Marilyn had been a cute blonde, but she also happened to be one of the most stupid girls Shari had ever met.
However, one thing had bothered Shari about Marilyn. Her last year in school, the girl seemed to miss almost every class that she was supposed to be going to, and yet, she had not been left back. She rarely came into a class to take a test, and when she did, she always got a big red F.
And yet, she had graduated, with honors, too.
The last day that Marilyn had been at school, packing, Shari had burst into the blonde girl's room. She knew that she was ten times stronger that Marilyn, and Shari had learned many things from her older sister Melanie.
"If you can't entice a person to tell you things with sex, then beat it out of her," was Melanie's philosophy on life.
And at first, Shari had tried to entice the blonde with some sex, but Marilyn seemed to be turned off to the girl's come-ons. In fact, she came right out and told Shari that she thought sex between two women was unnatural and disgusting.
So Shari had slapped the girl around, and finally pushed her back on her bed. She had sat right on Marilyn's shoulders, and kept slapping her face back and forth, until the girl came out and told her the secret of her success at Mr. Morley's school.
Shari, of course, had been doubtful, but Marilyn stuck to her story.
After all, Shari had thought, Marilyn was supposed to be something of a liar, and Mr. Morley did not seem like the kind of man who would do something like that to a young girl. However, Marilyn had more to say.
"I guess I can tell you now, because there's no way you can use it on him. I'm graduating from this school, and that's it for me."
She had not thought much about this encounter with Marilyn, and what Marilyn had said, until her encounter with Marcy, a few minutes back.
What she had meant, when she'd asked Marcy if the girl knew what she could do, was of course, blackmail. Marcy could easily blackmail Mr. Morley, the way that Marilyn had done it, so that she would not only not have to go to classes, but also, she'd get straight A's on her report card and graduate with honors.
However, Marcy didn't break, but that was not stopping Shari.
She had always had a crush on Mr. Morley, like almost all of the girls in the school, and she was thinking that it would be so easy to act like she knew all about what had happened between him and Marcy. She could even say that Marcy had told her everything, but Marcy was too stupid to know how to use the information.
Shari was headed right down to his office to confront him, but as she got there and was about to knock on the door, she could hear something from inside.
"Oh, Mike, it feels so good," she heard someone moaning, but had no idea who it was. Still, she knew, it would be easy to wait outside until the door opened, to see.