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7 Little College Girls | AaronWebster | 5

 

The blindfolded black girl lurched dizzily forward, whilst those that had spun her leapt quickly but quietly back to their seats.

Allison weaved from side to side, but blundered fairly consistently in the direction of Jo and the twins. The other girls held their breath in anticipation. Erica, sitting in the middle, smiled and confidently puckered up as the black girl came closer.

All of a sudden, Allison lost her footing and stumbled to her right. She put out a hand to steady herself – right onto Jo’s shoulder. Jo looked startled for a moment and then composed herself. But as soon as the hand had gone out, Allison hastily withdrew it again. Jo seemed slightly disappointed.

Allison hesitated. She was going to have to this anyway. And truth be told, she found the prospect more exciting than she cared to admit. Now that she had found somebody in the darkness, there wasn’t much point in trying to find somebody different. Besides the anonymity helped. Nobody could pretend that she was getting off with them because she fancied them.

Tentatively, Allison extended her hand again. She felt the shoulder. It was bare, but that gave no clues, because most of the girls were wearing off the shoulder stuff tonight. She felt the student tense slightly at her touch, but whether it was through fear or anticipation, or both, Allison could not say.

“One minute, right?” said Allison, breaking the silence.

There was a mumbled affirmative from the rest of the girls.

“Do I have to work it out myself, or is someone going to time us?” inquired Allison again.

“I’ll time you,” said a voice from behind her. Anita? Allison wasn’t sure.

Cautiously, Allison moved closer to Jo, unaware that the girl she had selected was as blind as she. Jo manoeuvred in her plush chair, to give Allison room to sit with her. Allison carefully felt around Jo’s face and hair, trying to get her bearings so that she didn’t end up kissing her victim on the nose. This cautious touching felt oddly sensual to Jo and she put her hands up to softly caress Allison’s face and hair in return.

The other girls were on the edge of their seats as this sensuous foreplay was enacted before them. They hardly dared breathe for fear of breaking the moment. As they watched, Allison moved forward and planted a kiss softly on Jo’s lips; only then did Anita glance up at the clock on the wall and begin to monitor the second hand.

As Allison drew back from her exploratory kiss, Jo moved forward and kissed her back. Then both the black girl and the brunette continued to drop soft kisses on each other’s moistened lips. As the minute passed and their confidence grew, their mouths spent less time apart and the kisses grew longer. Soon they were locked together in a tight embrace, stimulating each other’s lips with their tongues.

Sitting close beside the couple, Sam ran her hand up her sister’s leg and whispered something in her ear. Erica giggled quietly. Suki watched in disbelief and writhed in her seat, as if trying to rid herself of an invisible itch. Cathy, just gaped open mouthed at the erotic goings on taking place before her. For her part, Anita glanced between the kissing couple and the clock on the wall behind them. The Indian girl was all too aware that she was still stark naked and that her nipples had begun to harden with the rising erotic tension in the room.

 

What happens at the end of the minute?


          Someone has to stop them!

 
 
 

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