Gym Class Disasterbe 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 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. |