Chapter 4

"Boy! Miss Callahan sure looked sexy today, huh?" Bonny Rademacher said.

"Yeah," her friend Gloria giggled.

Bonny and Gloria had not bothered to go to lunch and had gone to the student lounge to sneak a cigarette, instead. They frequently skipped lunch, both being very figure conscious - and both having lovely figures about which to be conscious, too.

Bonny, in particular, was a gorgeous girl, with big tits and an ass like an upside-down valentine. She was a raven-haired beauty, a good student and a cheerleader and very popular with both the boys and the girls.

Gloria was a redhead, less spectacular, but with a neat, trim, willowy body.

They both dated lots of guys and fucked like weasels and told each other all about it.

Gloria dragged on her cigarette and, smoke trailing from the corner of her mouth, giggled again. "Half the boys in class had boners!"

"I bet they're all jacking off in the bathroom," Bonny speculated. "Gee - I wish we could watch 'em!"

"Miss Callahan made 'em horny, all right - I'll bet we both get asked for dates tonight, Bonny."

Bonny gave her friend a speculative look.

"Hell, she even made me horny," she said.

"What? You turning dyke on me?" Gloria asked, taking it as a joke.

But the jet-tressed girl looked serious. "Well, gosh, no. But sometimes I wonder what it would be like to go to bed with a girl. Don't you? I don't mean with a lesbian or anything - just two normal, sexy, feminine girls making out together."

Gloria looked disconcerted.

"Gee - I don't think I'd do that," she said.

"Just fooling around, just for kicks - to see what it's like to kiss and cuddle with another female body."

"Just - neck, you mean?"

"Well, maybe do a little tit-sucking or - " Bonny paused uncertainly.

She had been meaning to suggest it to her red-headed friend for some time, but she was waiting for Gloria to show some enthusiasm for the idea. It would be too embarrassing to tell her what Bonny wanted to do and have her be shocked or disgusted.

But Gloria was looking nervous and shy.

"I'll bet it would be fun," Bonny said, wistfully, hoping Gloria might take the initiative.

"Well, maybe. But I don't suppose I'll ever find out. You - you aren't serious, are you?"

"Oh, I guess not," Bonny lied.

She was disappointed, but determined not to put her cards on the table before she was sure that Gloria would go along with it.

The teenagers stared at each other for a while, with a tension between them. In fact, Gloria would have jumped at the chance to go to bed with Bonny, but she was much too shy to say so. The very thought made her tremble and Bonny mistook it for nervousness or wariness and, with a sigh, failed to voice her desires.

Gloria stubbed out her cigarette and said that she had to do some studying. She left the lounge, swinging her trim ass suggestively and moving slowly, hoping that Bonny might call her back and make a proposition.

If only Bonny had known.

Bonny stared after Gloria's provocatively swaying ass and licked her lips. Bonny wished that she knew a lesbian or, better yet, a bisexual girl. She had been thinking a lot about cunt-lapping lately, more and more all the time. Bonny loved cock and had no desire to become a dyke, but she was hot to find out what lesbian love was like.

When she frigged off, she licked her fingers and loved the taste of her own cunt-juice. She scooped it out of her pussy and lapped it up, pretending that her cupped palm was a creamy cunt.

If the stuff was so delicious delivered by hand, then she could just imagine what it would be like to swallow it straight from a hot pussy.

She had even tried to go down on herself, but couldn't double over far enough because her big tits kept getting in the way.

She sucked her nipples after smearing them with pussy-nectar, but that was the closest that she could get to having oral sex with herself.

At the moment, she was sorely frustrated.

When Gloria left, Bonny was alone in the lounge. She slipped her hand up under her skirt and fingered her frothy fuck-hole. Then she sucked on her fingers. She thought about rubbing herself off, but she wasn't really interested in a hand-job. What she was really yearning for was a taste of another girl's pussy.

She wondered if all cunts were as scrumptious as her own simmering pussy.

Suddenly she had a delightful idea that made her feel deliciously depraved.

Miss Callahan would have left the classroom by this time. If Bonny returned there during the free period, while it was unoccupied, she could sniff and lick the seat of the sexy school teacher's chair!

It wouldn't be as thrilling as really sucking cunt, but it would be a kinky kick, and it would give her a hint of what teacher cunt tasted like.

Her mind made up, Bonny jumped to her feet, her heavy tits bobbling saucily in her tight sweater and her pussy steaming and bubbling between her thighs.

She was glowing with a randy radiance as she walked down the school corridor. She came to the classroom and, expecting it to be empty, walked right in.

And got a shock!

Miss Callahan was perched on the edge of her desk and Johnny Andrews, the captain of the football team, was on his knees with his face buried in the teacher's pussy.

Neither noticed Bonny come in.

Miss Callahan's eyes were closed as she started to cream off and anyhow her head was tilted down, while Johnny, of course, was able to see nothing but the steaming cunt stuck to his face.

Bonny gaped in astonishment.

She had dated Johnny Andrews and fucked him - she fucked all the boys she dated, as a matter of fact - but she wasn't at all jealous of Johnny.

She was envious!

The boy was doing just exactly what Bonny herself was longing to do to Miss Callahan!

Bonny stood just inside the classroom door, swaying around. She was dizzy with depraved desire and light-headed with horny hist. Should she sneak back out and let them have their fun? She sure didn't want to leave. Looking at that cunt-lapping was driving her wild.

She could hear the slurping of Johnny's tongue and the squishing of the school teacher's cunt and she was breathing in the perfume of hot pussy.

Just as Johnny had a short time ago, Bonny found herself considering blackmail. If she threatened to expose Miss Callahan unless that sexy teacher agreed to do some mutual cunt-sucking with her, things might well turn out just the way that Bonny wanted them.

She could make Johnny eat her out, too, just for the hell of it - maybe make him suck out her asshole while she sat on Miss Callahan's face!

It seemed a wonderful plan.

But she was too considerate a girl to interrupt them before the dining was done - and besides, watching it was a lot of fun.

Bonny tiptoed quietly into the room and crouched down behind a row of desks. She wasn't hidden very well, but she guessed that they were much too engrossed in each other to notice her presence for a while.

She slipped a hand into her crotch and cupped her cunt, but she just held that sizzling pussy. She didn't want to frig off now, when such a more thrilling prospect had become a distinct possibility.

As Bonny played the peeper, Miss Callahan juiced off in Johnny's eager mouth. He mopped up the dregs, then rimmed out her asshole for a while. He started to eat her pussy again, but then the school teacher formed a fuck-hole of her lips and invited him for a blow-job.

Should Bonny show herself now, before they got involved in more oral sex without her?

She thought about it, then figured that there was no hurry. The classroom would be free for an hour, and the longer Bonny waited, the hotter she would become. Too, since the teacher had just cum in Johnny's face, it might be a good idea to wait while she drank his cock off, giving her cunt time to heat up again.

Bonny was happy now that her friend Gloria had not seemed responsive to sucking.

But, as Bonny bided her time, it turned out that Gloria was to discover the joy of lesbian love before Bonny was, and quite unexpectedly.