Swing Choir Competition Ch. 02
Keywords: Swing, 02, Ch., Choir, Competition,
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"Author's Note: All characters are at least 18 years of age, so there."
*CHAPTER 2: The Long Dark Bus Ride of the Soul*
In the back seat of a school bus headed from one of the city's Catholic high schools to the other, Megan Orr was starting to get seriously hot and bothered. She'd just gone over every detail of what had been the hottest sexual experience she'd ever had at the time (and still ranked a close second). That, coupled with the vibration of the bus seat underneath her, had started her motor, and she was afraid there was going to be no stopping it short of running to a bathroom and giving herself a quick orgasm.
As Megan tried to clear her head of all the erotic thoughts that were running through it, she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. Her seatmate, Peg Bachman, had earlier complained of horniness--and, while Megan was lost in her memories, had apparently decided not to wait for a bathroom to take care of her problem. Peg's hand was up inside her skirt, moving slowly between her legs. The skirt was still mostly in place, hiding exactly what Peg was doing, but the general intent was pretty obvious. "Just a few minutes ago, Peg asked me when the last time I got laid was. If she only knew the details of what happened then, I'll bet she wouldn't be quite so open around me..."
It had been the weekend after Megan's incredible sex with Ben. Sure enough, he and Sue Johnson had gotten back together again, as evidenced by the time Megan had seen them holding hands in the hallway. She'd done her best to ignore the pair, but got the feeling she was being watched--and it turned out it was by Sue. The dirty look Sue was giving her could only mean one thing--she knew about Megan and Ben. Quite frankly, Megan decided, she didn't care. Let the bitch be pissed at her--she'd get over it soon enough, if Ben was giving her anything like what he'd given Megan.
That Sunday afternoon, Megan was home alone when the doorbell rang. Looking out the window, she saw that it was Sue. "What the hell does she want?" Megan asked herself. Against her better judgment, she went downstairs and answered the door.
As soon as the door was fully open, Sue slapped her, stormed inside, and slammed the door shut behind her.
"What the fuck is your problem, bitch?" Megan yelled, rubbing her cheek.
"That was for fucking my man, slut," Sue shot back.
"He wasn't your man at the time, according to him."
"How do you figure--he'd just fucked me!"
"Shit, so that "was "Sue I was tasting on his cock," Megan thought. She wasn't sure if that turned her on or disgusted her.
"I couldn't figure out why he was in such a hurry to get rid of me after we did it that evening, so I hung around until you showed up. I was looking through the windows while you fucked him."
"Look, Sue, he told me that you "might" get back together. He didn't say anything about fu--having sex with you."
"Well, of "course "he didn't. He's a guy, for Christ's sakes. If he'd told you that we were back together, you wouldn't have put out for him!"
"So I'm sorry, already."
"Yeah, I'll just bet you are. He fucked the shit out of you, I'm sure that makes you "real" sorry!" Sue was still standing right in front of Megan, and now she reached out and shoved her against the wall. "Why'd you stop sucking his cock?" Sue asked.
"What?"
"Why'd you stop sucking his cock? You were really getting into it, then all of a sudden you pulled away with this surprised look on your face."
"Oh, shit." The reason Megan had pulled away was that she'd realized the strange taste on Ben's cock was that of another woman's pussy. "But I really don't want to tell her that..."
As it turned out, she didn't need to. "You stopped because you realized that you could taste me on his cock, didn't you?" Sue asked, moving closer, still holding Megan against the wall. "He didn't have time to shower between when I left and you got there, so there must have been quite a bit of my juices still left on him. Did you like it?"
Megan didn't say anything. She tried to move away, but Sue shoved her back against the wall. "I "said", did you like it?"
"Yes," Megan heard herself whisper. "Shit, did I just say that? Why the hell would I say that? I didn't like it--did I?"
Sue smiled. "I thought you did. Most girls would have made some excuse to go rinse their mouth out if they thought they were tasting another girl's pussy, but you just kept right on going. Hell, I'm surprised you didn't suck him some more."
"I thought about it, but I wanted him to fuck me," Megan's voice said, again without conscious input from her brain. "Shut up shut up SHUT UP!" she screamed at herself.
"Mmm, I'll just bet you did. You wanted him to fuck you hard, didn't you? And he did, didn't he?"
Megan just nodded.
"And then you finished him off with your mouth. Why'd you do that?"
"Because I wanted to taste myself on his cock." Megan decided that since she'd already admitted far too much, she might as well just admit everything. "I wanted to taste his come and mine together."
Sue nodded. "I thought so. Was it good?"
"Mmmm, yeah."
Sue was silent for a moment, thinking. "Did Ben ever tell you why we broke up?"
"No, he said he didn't want to talk about it."
Sue laughed. "I'll bet he didn't. He couldn't take the chance that anybody would hear about it."
"Hear about what?"
"That the stud quarterback didn't want to fuck two girls at once."
Megan was sure she'd heard that wrong. "You mean he wanted to do two girls and you wouldn't?"
"No, shit-for-brains, I mean "I" wanted to fuck another girl with him and he dumped me because of it."
"Wow," was all Megan said. The thought that there was a guy out there who wouldn't leap at the chance to get with two girls at the same time was a hard thing to wrap her mind around--it was something all three of her boyfriends had managed to bring up in the course of what they considered to be casual conversation. And the thought that a girl would bring the topic up first was almost as strange to her.
"I had to tell him I only brought it up because I thought he would want it before he'd take me back," Sue said. "Which, before you showed up at his house last weekend, really sucked, because I figured it meant I wouldn't have a chance to fuck another girl."
"What?"
Sue grinned. "Well, what better way to even the score with Ben than to cheat on him with the same person he cheated on me with?"
"OK, Sue, this is just getting weird now--"
"Shut up," Sue ordered gently. Slowly, she slid the hand that was holding Megan's shoulder down until it was over her right breast. As she slowly rubbed it back and forth, Megan could feel her nipple start to harden. Sue brought her other hand up to Megan's left breast, and soon its nipple was stiffening, as well. "Shit," Megan thought, "I always was a sucker for having my boobs played with..."
Sue moved closer. "Listen, Megan," she said, her voice lacking the edge it had had since she arrived. "I realize I've been playing it a little rough here today, but it's not like I really want to rape you or anything. So I'm gonna give you a chance to call the whole thing off."
Megan considered. Just a few minutes ago, if she'd been asked what she'd have done in a scenario such as this, she would have said that she'd call the whole thing off without a second thought. The problem was, just a few minutes ago she hadn't been this turned on. Something about this whole scenario was causing some serious humidity down below her waist, and it didn't take her long to decide that she wanted to see where all this was going to go. She reached out, grabbed Sue's long blonde hair with both hands, and pulled the other girl close. "Don't you "dare" stop," she whispered. Then she kissed Sue hard.
It was hard to tell from that close, but Megan thought Sue almost looked surprised for a second. Just to make sure she got the message, Megan slipped her the tongue.
From that point, as the kids say, it was "on".
Sue quickly decided that Megan's boobs had gotten enough attention, and moved one hand around to grab her ass, and the other down the front of her sweatpants. "Oh, fuck," Megan whispered as she felt the other girl's fingers rub her pussy through her panties.
"Jesus, girl," Sue asked, "do you always get this wet just from having your titties rubbed a little?"
"Not usually," Megan admitted.
Sue took the hand that had been squeezing Megan's ass, and used it to yank one side of her sweats down. She quickly stuck that hand down inside Megan's panties and used her other hand to yank the other side of the sweats down. Leaning there against the wall next to her front door, kissing another girl, that girl's finger on her clit, and her sweats down around her knees, Megan did the only thing she could--she came. It was a small one, the kind that only served to turn her on even more, but a good one nonetheless. Her knees buckled, and Sue grabbed her to hold her up.
"Holy shit," Sue whispered. "I hope you're not done."
Megan kissed her again. "Not even close. But maybe we should find a better location to continue?"
"Sounds good to me. Which way to your bedroom?"
"Follow me." Megan started for her room, but quickly realized that her sweats and panties were still around her knees. She quickly stripped them off, and got rid of her shirt as she hurried for the stairs. As she started up the stairs, she turned to see if Sue was following her, and was surprised to see the other girl still standing in the same spot. "Coming?" Megan asked, with as much of a double meaning in her voice as she could manage.
Sue grinned. "I sure hope so." Megan stood and watched as Sue started stripping her clothes off as she walked across the house. First her jeans, revealing skimpy red panties; then her T-shirt, revealing both that she wasn't wearing a bra and that her breasts, despite being slightly larger than Megan's, didn't really need one; and finally the panties, revealing a thin "landing strip" of blonde hair just above her pussy.
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Keywords: Swing, 02, Ch., Choir, Competition,