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 Added: Feb 15, 2010  
 Owner: MenolyCrown
 Total Stories: 3

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Piercing Desire Pt2 (Report It)

By: Menoly Crown

The corners of Misty's mouth quirked down in a silly smile. "Practice, practice, practice..." she quipped.

The 1st floor ladies' room in the literature building did not open directly onto the hallway, but into an anteroom, and it was this which saved them from discovery. A footstep sounded in the hall, and from the end of the room came the heavy creak of the outer door. The girls looked at each other in alarm, and without a word, dived for the nearest stall. Misty hopped up onto the toilet, hiding her feet from view, and Lexis stood in front of her, facing the door. The inner door of the bathroom creaked open, and heeled shoes clicked on the tiles, closer and closer. They stepped into the neighboring stall, and the door bumped shut and latched. Lexis turned her head and the two looked at each other in consternation.

The realization was simultaneous. In their hurry, a very important factor had been forgotten. The girls were inside the bathroom stall, hidden from view. The girls' shirts, however, were not.

Lexis didn't think about this for very long, though. Misty's mischievous nature was quickly recovering from the recent assault on her nervous system. From her crouched position on the rim of the commode, she slowly reached her arms around Lex's waist. She kept her fingernails fairly long, and now she let them touch lightly on either side of the other girl's belly button, then slowly drew them apart. Lexis clapped a hand over her mouth and shivered all over. She shook her head, 'Don't!' but her body betrayed her, pressing back against Misty's shins.

Misty ran her hands lightly up Lex's body, coming to rest just beneath her fabulous breasts. She let her fingers trail up and around, meeting in Lex's cleavage. Gently with her fingernails she pressed a spot high on Lex's chest, then an inch lower. Then, reaching forward, she pinched both nipples hard.

The toilet paper roll spun in the neighboring stall, covering the sound that Lexis could not stifle. Misty smiled into her back, then ran her tongue all the way up Lex's spine. Her "victim" twisted, trying to stay quiet, and smacked her elbow hard against the partition.

Sounds on the other side stopped. Both girls froze.

"Everything OK in there?" asked the voice of Dr. Laura Steen.

Misty and Lexis looked at each other in a panic. Misty shook her head. 'She'll know it's me!' she tried to say with her eyes.

Lexis jumped into the breech. "Uh.. fine. Just hit my elbow."

"All right," said the voice, "just checking..."

Silently they stayed, hearing her exit the stall and walk to the sink. Shirts. Oh my. The girls held their breath and waited.

After a very long time, the sink sounds ceased, and they heard the heeled shoes exit, the doors thudding softly shut behind them. Lexis moved to turn the latch on the bathroom door. Misty, however, was too quick. Lexis found herself spun by the shoulders and backed against the door of the stall. She found herself distantly amused by her total lack of resistance.

Misty spoke quietly now, the recent close call fresh in her mind. "You still haven't found them all," she said.

It took Lexis a few seconds to figure out what that meant. Misty watched understanding seep in, and could almost feel the increase in the heat pouring from the other girl's body. A wicked idea crossed her mind. "How about I give you some hints?" she offered.

Standing on tiptoe, she kissed Lexis deeply, parting her lips gently with a skillful tongue. Expertly she let Lex feel the steel beads of the barbell that lived there, brushing first one, then the other across the girl's soft mouth. She felt Lex's body weaken under her, muscles slackening, opening. "One," she said.

Kissing gently up Lex's neck, she could taste the thin sheen of sweat that had begun to spring out on her body. Gently she captured the un-pierced earlobe in her teeth, teasing it with her tongue. She drew her tongue back and forth along the flat underside of the lobe, sucking gently, and Lexis pressed forward, breathing thickly. Suddenly Misty let go. "Two."

She repeated the treatment on Lex's other ear, drawing a fingernail gently down the back of her neck as she lavished attention on the tender piece of flesh. She let Lexis feel the breath on her ear as she whispered, "Three..."

"Four," she said softly to Lex's chest, drawing the hard point of her tongue up the narrow isthmus of her cleavage as Lex herself had done earlier (how long? who knew?). "Five," as she teased Lex's right nipple to a tingling swollen point, and "six," she breathed as she bit gently at her left. She paused for a second to look at her best friend's face, flushed with desire, her eyes hooded and her mouth half-open as she waited for Misty's next move. Misty was naked from the waist up, and so far, Lexis had only seen six piercings. A hot wave of expectation trembled in her, rushing outward from the pit of her stomach and taking up residence in nerve centers that she hadn't known she possessed. She watched as Misty's fingernails started down from the centre of her chest.

She stopped at the navel. "Eight," she smiled, "maybe, sometime soon..." Emily felt as if she'd explode. "Where..." she moaned, needing to know, needing something to hold onto, as waves of wanting battered at her senses. Where had this come from? What secret reservoir had held these feelings for so long, and how now were they pouring forth at once? She closed her eyes.

Misty's hand slipped down. Lexis had nearly enough time to register that the button of her jeans had not been touched when oh she felt the hand twist under to cup her swollen pussy and SQUEEZE, so gently, gentle pressure, not enough not enough! Lex twisted against the door that held her up, pressing down onto Misty's hand, but Misty moved with her, teasing, just enough not enough... "Where?" said Misty. "I think you know. I think you should tell me...?" she left the question hanging as she began to move, back and forth, her hand just brushing over Lex's aching mound, sometimes harder, catching at the wet fabric of her jeans, sometimes so soft, like air or memory. Slower, she moved slower, don't stop, "tell me, Lexi," she said again. "Tell me what to do."

"Want you to -- to touch me," Lexis heard herself say, the words thick in the thickening air. Had she said that?

"Touch you where, sweetheart?" Misty asked, inexorable, in control. She gave a little squeeze, pulling the damp fabric tighter against Lex's hot centre.

"Right there!" Lex squeaked in spite of herself, struggling to keep her voice cooperative. "My..." god, she was going to make her say it. "My pussy..."

Misty breathed out, a little growl fluttering, half heard, in her throat. "There... that wasn't so hard, was it?" and there, she was pulling gently at that button, that damnable button which in the wet fabric stuck like it was glued there. Pulling, Lexis risked letting go of the sides of the stall to help and the two of them fumbled for a moment until with a little sound it slackened and came loose. Misty, on her knees, peeled back the two halves, kissing gently with little bites at the newly-exposed flesh. Lexis fell back again, whispering unintelligible things, as Misty began to draw the heavy denim off her skin, her tongue tracing the passage of the fabric as it went. Her teeth closed delicately on Lex's hipbones, the cotton undies sticking to the wet jeans and following them without protest.

She spoke again, her voice stirring the thick golden-brown pubic brush. "So," she said, "where is it?" She let her tongue travel slowly across Lex's outer lips, already slick and salty. "Here?"

Lexis squirmed, trying hard to press down onto Misty's pierced tongue, but as before, the smaller girl drew back, just maintaining contact. "I don't..." she started. "No. Not there."

A slow fingernail replaced the tongue, tracing the outline of Lex's narrow slit. The blonde girl stifled a little scream as the finger parted her lower lips, touching gently at the delicate layered petals, and then slowly, pressing, was inside. Lexis realized only when the air rushed out of her all at once that she had ceased to breathe. Misty's breath was still on her, hot and slow, as her hand began moving slowly. "Not here either, is it?"

Lexis was silent, concentrating on the shattering waves of sensation. She could feel Misty's smile. "Not sure?" she said, and the finger retreated, to be replaced with two.

"Ahh!" Lexis said loudly, in spite of herself. Nothing was making sense anymore; this did not integrate with the real world. She. In the bathroom. Being fucked, again, there was no other word, properly fucked by her best friend from high school in a college bathroom stall. Between this space and where she had been two hours ago there existed no map, no bridge, how had this happened? She found that she couldn't care less.

Sensation rose in her, she felt herself pulling apart. "Please," she said, desperately, "I can't..."

"Can't what, babe?" Misty said, sounding somehow innocent. Damn her!

Lex struggled to form words, to find air to speak them with. "You have to let me..." she couldn't say it. Shame... but what could shame mean, here? "I need..." she paused, gathering herself, "I need your mouth, please... please let me?" She seemed to be almost near tears.

Misty couldn't give up. "Let you what?" she whispered, softly, letting the words tease Lexi's swollen clit, bathing in the raw electric heat.

Lex's voice was small and broken. "Let me cum?" and it was so easy, being said, such a little word, "let me cum for you..."

Misty leaned forward the last few centimeters and finally, finally the slippery tip of her tongue made contact with Lexi's clit. Pressing, circling, always gentle, always moving, and Lex felt her body tightening, arching back against the door, the muscles of her calves, her back, her round ass drawing tight drawing her tighter, a hard curve of need and desire. "Let me," she whispered, "let me," like a little mantra, her mouth kept on making the words as her mind shut down, and then the rushing started, like the sun, heat and light in waves and waves and ohhhhh she could not help but make that sound as the world blew apart and slowly left her.

Lexis opened her eyes, and closed them again fast. She opened them more cautiously and realized she was staring straight up at an electric light. Misty was there, Lex's head was in her lap? and she seemed to be lying on the floor. Misty was smiling at her, a kind of self-satisfied smirk. Lexis tried to sort the situation out, and then, abruptly, succeeded.

Oh.

"Well, you certainly don't do things half-assed, love," Misty said, a warmth in her voice. Teasing. Lexis tried to move, awkwardly, amazing sensations still shimmering through her body.

"How..."

"How long were you catatonic? Eh. Few minutes." Misty was still smiling, looking at her, deep into her eyes. Eyes. Light. Lexis turned and snuggled her face into Misty's tummy.

"Mmmph," said Lex, not really caring about being intelligible. She felt Misty shake with quiet laughter. She struggled upright.

"Awright," she said. "Enough of that." A slight flush of embarrassment began to crawl up from neck to face.

Misty smiled and shook her head. "No," she said. "You're beautiful..." She leaned down and kissed her -- lover? slowly, without hurry or intention. Just enjoying. Just there.

"Y'know," Lexis said, finally, "we're in a bathroom."

Misty nodded, and waited for more.

"This mightn't be ideal," said Lexis. "People go into bathrooms, a lot. Classes are going to change in --" she grabbed Misty's arm and checked her watch. "Oh," she said. "Half an hour ago..."

"Yeah," said Misty, "that did seem odd. No one's been in here except for her Steen-ness."

"Well..." Lexis considered things. "That's good and all, but that kind of luck is going to eventually run out. And it's cold..."

Lexis got back into her jeans, which were slightly less soggy than they'd been, and the two girls ventured out of their bathroom stall.

"Weird," said Misty. The shirts, left in wads in the sink, had been flattened out to dry, and the two abandoned bras hung over a pair of faucets.

"Steen...?" said Lexis, raising an eyebrow. They dressed pensively, wondering what precisely had gone on, and gathering their things...

"Aieee..." said Misty suddenly. "Fucking BOOKBAGS!"

"What?" Lexis asked confusedly.

"We left them out!" Misty explained. "She TOTALLY had to know there were two people in there..."

Smoothing rumpled hair, they left the bathroom.

"Hey," Lexis said suddenly, "look at this." A piece of copy paper had been taped to the bathroom door. In a familiar tidy hand, it said, "OUT OF ORDER."

Misty blinked, and then burst into peals of laughter. "Outrageous!" she chuckled. "Steen...! Who woulda thought..."


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