Baited After School

Crystal Rush kept bragging about how no prank could touch her good-girl act. Elizabeth Skylar rolled her eyes, then decided to dick her around. "Bet I can get you wet and you still won’t know who’s doing it," she whispered. Crystal snorted but finally agreed to a blindfold quickie after class. Elizabeth snapped a silky tie over her eyes and spun her toward the desk, tits pressed down on wood, skirt shoved up. The second Crystal felt a soft mouth lick her from behind, she moaned like a cheap slut. Slow tongue strokes, gentle fingers circling her clit—smooth and sure. What she didn’t hear was the sneaky pad of sneakers or Sarah Lace sliding in the door. Sarah quietly took over, lips shiny with spit, tongue eager and wicked as fuck. Her naughty fingers sank in deep; slick, steady, teasing. Crystal gasped out Elizabeth’s name while the real Elizabeth leaned in the doorway, grinning and getting off on every dirty sound. Crystal finally yanked the blindfold down, saw Sarah’s pretty mouth gleaming and flushed cheeks right between her thighs. Her brain short-circuited. Then she shrugged, laughed low, and said, "Guess I proved myself wrong." She kicked the door shut behind Sarah. Elizabeth stripped fast, climbed on top of the desk. The three of them went at it hard: Sarah licking front, Elizabeth grabbing Crystal’s hips, fingers in pussies, mouths swapped back and forth. Dirty. No shame left. Just raw, grinning, all-out fucking on the classroom desk until they were all shaking.