Date: Mon, 8 Mar 2010 10:41:47 -0800 (PST)
From: Chase Rose <phanpy.road@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lesbian: High School: Teens Intertwined Part 4

DISCLAIMER: The following story is a fictional story of a teenage lesbian
couple. There are lesbian sexual acts. Anyone who does not want to read
about lesbians should LEAVE NOW. All characters are fictional and any
resemblance to real people is purely coincidental.

If you are under the legal age of your area, you should not be here.

Please do not post / publish anywhere else without my permission. Rights
reserved, etc.

I have decided to switch off. Odd sections will be more plot, even sections
will be more sex. It just works out with how I write. Now on to the story!

Teens Intertwined: Part 4

	Her phone vibrated secretly against her thigh. She could feel her
classmates around her shift, hearing the iconic sound, wondering if it was
their phones. Heather had learned not to immediately grab the phone. No,
that would be too obvious. The teacher droned on about mitochondria this
and ribosome that, and each student felt the weight of useless schoolwork
pushing their eyes shut and mouth open with drowsiness.

	A quick glace right, a quick glance left, and Heather drew her
phone from her pocket. Get the bathroom pass. Janitor's closet, the West
Hall. Nic. The text was short, simple, and to the point, as was Nicole's
style. It had been a week since Nicole's illness, and she was fully
recovered and anxious for Heather. Heather blushed red hot and her hands
trembled just at the mere sight of her girlfriend's nickname. "May I go to
the bathroom?" Heather asked quickly without raising her hands. Some
sleeping students startled and the teacher just nodded, knowing the entire
class had tuned her out anyways.

	Heather was out the door and down the hall in no time flat, racing
to the West Wing as fast as she could. She was usually such a strong girl,
a stubborn little firecracker, but something about Nicole dowsed her
flame. Nicole could say jump, and Heather would be a kangaroo. She had
fallen painfully hard, and kept falling down the bottomless ditch that was
love.

	Nicole was leaning against the Janitor's closet, the one never
used, holding a key ring, jangling the golden and silver keys
mindlessly. "Office aid," Nicole said, explaining why she had the
keys. Heather just nodded, eyes wide. Nicole was wearing a form fitting
purple dress, her ample rack showing proudly, the color purple dancing
playfully against her fair skin. Her amber eyes smothered Heather and
quickened the younger girl's heart.

	Without a word, Nicole grabber Heather's wrist and tugged her into
the closet. It was dark and cramped, but Heather wasn't going to complain
about her body being pressed to Nicole's. The older girl shut the door,
which oddly locked from the inside. Curious. The closet was dark, and
Heather could feel the warm breath of her lover tickle her neck.


	Heather tipped her head back, groaning softly, her breath starting
to pick up. Before she knew what was happening, two hungry hands gripped
her double D breasts, kneading the skin with an almost palpable
hunger. Nicole's wandering hands pinched at the two nipples she felt,
tugging and pressing the large breasts, smirking with satisfaction at
Heathers stifled whimpers of pleasure.

	"I got a surprise..." Nicole muttered, hands reaching down to life
up Heather's dress. Nicole was excited that Heather had worn a dress that
day; it provided unparalleled easy access. It was pitch back and heather
couldn't see what happening. She could, however, feeling rustling of some
sort. Her curiosity spiked, wanting to know what the brown eyed girl was
doing.

	She felt something hard press against her leg. She was confused,
but Nicole grabbed Heather's hand and guided it down. Heather gasped as her
small hands wrapped around a thick, smooth, rubbery shaft. She, being in
high school, obviously knew what to do with a cock, but the actual
sensation of feeling one on her girlfriend sent shivers down Heather's
spine.

	"Bought it two days ago. What do you say, baby?" Nicole whispered
in a thick, sultry voice, her hips rocking softly in time with Heather's
strokes. "Do you want to get fucked?"

	Those words, so blunt and sensual, knocked the wind out of the
green eyed girl. She could only mumble some unintelligible word. "But,
baby..." Nicole continued, her voice as velvety as, well, velvet. "I
suggest you find some way to get it wet..."

	The space was small, but Heather found some way to drop to her
knees.  She tentatively wrapped her lips around the tip of the shaft. She
had never given head, so she awkwardly bobbed her head. Nicoles long,
delicate fingers ran through Heather's hair, gripping the back of her head,
urging her to go faster. "That's it, baby, let me hear you."

	Heather gagged, but the sensation of the strap-on being pressed
down her through sent a direct shockwave to her pussy, causing her to
quiver all over. Nicole started slowly, but surely, rocking her hips,
gently fucking her girlfriend's throat. The wet sounds of Heather struggle
to take the cock only encouraged Nicole's thrusts, giving Heather's hair a
firm tug, making sure she knew who exactly was in charge. "You're mine,
Heather, and you'll take this cock however I give it to you."

	Heather's mind was fogged up, overridden by an intense and
overwhelming sense of passion and pure lust. She was straight up horny. She
could feel the wetness grow between her leg, and nodded eagerly to Nicole's
statement. With a tug of the hair, Heather was pulled two her feet.

	 A mouth slammed against hers, and the two girls were locked in a
harsh, passionate kiss that only two lovers could share. With a moan,
Heather felt two fingers trying to intrude inside her tight virgin
hole. She grund her hips against the pressing fingers, panting into
Nicole's mouth.

	"Someone is tight," Nicole whispered in a teasing, almost menacing
voice. Heather could only respond with little noises and whimpers of
painfully pleasure, squirming against the now scissoring fingers. Nicole
worked diligently, stretching the girl out, adding a third finger. The
third finger drew a gasp from Heather, nails digging into her partners
back, hiding her face in the crook of Nicole's neck.

	"Ah... ow..." Heather whimpered, the painful shocks racing through
her body, along with the ever-present tease of pleasure. Nicole only
smirked, the three fingers pressing deep and firm into the tight girl,
panting with pleasure at the feeling of the younger girl squirming in her
grasp.

	The fingers were removed and Heather found herself with her back to
Nicole, grabbing on to the shelves of the closet for support. She turned
her head, hazel eyes shining as she watched her lover place the tip of the
rubber cock to the entrance of a tight, newly prepped hole. "Take a deep
breath, baby...." Nicole hummed. Heather did as she was told and suddenly,
she felt the intrusion of the large cock inside her, pressing deep and
deeper.

	"GnnnnnNNNn...." Heather clenched her teeth, automatic tears of
pain springing to her eyes.  Nicole stopped with the dick fully inside the
girl, rubbing her smooth back, caressing her skin, waiting for the pain to
stop.

	"There's a good girl..." Nicole whispered, leaning over to kiss the
sides of Heather's porcelain neck, nibbling at the skin.  "Now, you want to
be fucked, don't you?" Heather, although racked with pain, was acutely
aware of the rising pleasure, the mixture of submission and vaginal
stimulation overwhelming her senses. "Who do you want to fuck you,
Heather?"

	"Yo...you..." Heather panted, her cheeks pink brown hair tumbling
over her shoulders, skin glistening with a thin layer of sex
sweat. "Please..." She turned her head against, eyes locking for a second
with Nicole's, pleading for more.

	That look was enough to make Nicole explode. Her hands firmly
gripped the girl's waist and she drew out so only the tip of the cock was
inside Heather before slamming forward, shuddering at the groan she heard
form below.

	Unable to resist, Nicole tangled her fingers in Heather's brown,
messy hair and yanked back, forcing Heather to keep her head up. Her other
hand slapped the perfectly round ass, digging her nails into the juicy
flesh as she hissed, "You take what I give you."

	Nicole rocked her hips at a frightening pace, slamming the cock
into the girl's hole over and over, one hand firmly gripping the girl's
hair, the other hand stroking and caressing the Heather's rear end, giving
the occasionally harsh slap, drunk of the pants and squeals of her lover.

	"M..more... ohgodPLEASE..." Heather struggled not to scream out,
the sensation of being pounded from behind almost too much to
bare. Suddenly, she felt a finger tease her tight anus, rubbing in circles
around it. Heather jerked, the sensation odd and scarily intriguing.

	Nicole gave Heather's ass an extra hard slap. "No pulling away!"
Heather remained still as a finger forced it's what into her ass, the cock
still drilling her dripping hole. Heather could only wriggling and gasp and
panting, her mind melting and exploding, unable to resist the new
pleasures.

	Nicole's other hand dropped the hair it was death-gripping and
forced to fingers into Heather's mouth, so all her holes were
filled. Heather became aware of this and bobbed her head, sucking and
licking at the fingers forced in her mouth.

	Nicole knew Heather was close and started fucking the life out of
her, cock pounding merciless, adding a second finger to the unreasonably
tight asshole, other fingers fucking the girl's mouth.  "You gonna cum for
me, baby? Let me hear you. Let me feel you cum like the little skank you
are..."

	Heather was powerless to disobey as her body caught fire, lava
flowing through her veins and bursting, her body crumbling to pieces as she
sunk her teeth into the fingers in her mouth to mute her screams, a rush of
hotness gushing through her, the cock now dripping wet with her sex juice.

	Nicole smirked, wrapping her arms around her lover and holding her
for a moment, kissing at her cheeks and shoulders. Heather struggled to
recuperate, what she just experienced being almost too much for her to
handle. She panted, trying to speak, her mouth failing her.

	"I love you, Heather." Nicole whispered, her over dominate side
melting away.

	"I... I love you too, Nicole..." Heather muttered back, legs
shaking. The girls redressed and hugged each other for a long time, kissing
with a gentle, loving passion.

	"Thank you, Nic..." Heather said as Nicole reached for the
door. Nicole laughed and shook her head.

	"No, thank you, Heather. I knew you'd be a good whore." Heather
whined and shoved Nicole, both girls exiting the closet, laughing and
smiling.

	It was two days before Heather could walk normally again.

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Sorry for the delay! College life got busy. Hope you enjoyed part four. If
you like it, PLEASE email me!  I will only continue if people keep emailing
me.

If you didn't read the top, I have decided to switch off. Odd sections will
be more plot, even sections will be more sex. It just works out with how I
write.

Any plot ideas for section 5? Another girl? A fight? An angry parent? What
do you want to see?

Feel free to email me @ phanpy.road@yahoo.com with comments or suggestions!