Ellen was caught by surprise. She had expected… she wasn’t really sure what she had expected, but a kiss from Cathy most certainly had not been part of it. So when the bleach blonde started kissing her Ellen froze for a second, and then instinctively tried to pull away… but the R.A. was having none of it.
When she felt her prey trying to pull away Cathy didn’t attempt to stop her. Instead she moved her face forward following the movement of the other girl’s head and keeping their lips locked together. Ellen kept on pulling away leaning backwards and Cathy followed, leaning forward… until the two of them fell on the floor, Ellen lying on her back with the R.A. on top of her, their tits pressing together. Then the bleach blonde let go of Ellen’s face and instead grabbed the other girl’s hands while at the same time she sat on her guest’s stomach, effectively trapping her prey on the floor beneath her.
Ellen realized her mistake, but it was too late now – she couldn’t get away. Before she could start to panic, however, Cathy broke their kiss and pulled away a little with a smile on her face. But it was the smile of a predator that had just caught its prey.
“You repeated several times that you’re not a lesbian, Ellen. Are you sure you meant it?”
“Of course I meant it! I’m not a lesbian! And get off of me!”
“Oh? You’re not? Then what about you and Wendy?”
“Wha-what? What are you talking about?” Ellen asked, caught by surprise… again.
“I’m talking about you and Wendy Helms. About half a year ago I saw the two of you in the library. You were eating her pussy, and you didn’t look like she was forcing you, my dear ‘I’m-not-a-lesbian’ Ellen.”
Ellen’s face got red. “I lost a bet to her and that’s what she asked for.” She explained, sounding embarrassed.
“A bet? I see. What about Sara? About a month after seeing you with Wendy I saw you doing the same thing with her, only this time you were naked and masturbating while eating her out. It was up on the roof, as I’m sure you remember. Was that another lost bet?”
Ellen’s face got redder than a tomato. “Y-yes, it was. She gave me a choice – either this or to let her fuck my ass with a strap-on.” She explained, feeling very embarrassed.
“Three weeks later, in the library again. You were naked and licking Rebecca’s ass while fingering her cunt. Another lost bet?” Cathy asked sweetly.
“N-no, I needed a favor from her, and that’s the price I had to pay…” Ellen’s face got even redder, if that was possible at all, and her voice sounded weak.
“Three months ago, in the showers, you and Anna were having a 69.”
“I owed her a favor, and…”
“…And that’s what she asked for, correct?” Cathy smirked. “Ten weeks ago, in the library again – that seems to be one of your favorite places for lesbian sex – you were licking the pussy of Ms. Jenkins, the Chemistry teacher. I won’t even mention the fact that teacher-student relationships are strictly forbidden.”
“Amy had gotten herself in some trouble with Ms. Jenkins and I promised to help her out. Unfortunately that was the only way…” Ellen’s voice was now a little more than a whisper.
“Two months ago, on the roof, you were fucking Alexandra up the ass using a strap-on. Both of you were completely naked and she was on all fours.” This time Cathy didn’t wait for Ellen’s explanation. “A little less than seven weeks ago, in the library yet again, Wendy Helms – the same one I saw you with half a year ago – was fucking your ass with a strap-on while playing with your breasts. Neither of you had any clothes on and you were masturbating.
Then a month ago, in a class room after classes were over, Eve was eating you out. Neither of you was wearing any clothes. Two and a half weeks ago, in the library – what a surprise, – you were sucking a strap-on Laura was wearing under her skirt in place of panties. At first both of you were fully clothed, but then you took off your shirt and bra and she fucked your tits. 12 days ago, on the roof, you were getting your cute ass whipped – whipped! – by that bitch Amanda. Then she fucked your cunt with the whip’s handle. And finally, just 4 days ago, in the hallway where anyone could see you, you were kissing Alice while fondling her ass with your hands. I suppose you have an explanation for each time? Right, Ellen?”
“Y-yes, I do…” the trapped and embarrassed girl didn’t get a chance to finish. “Just as I thought!” Cathy exclaimed triumphantly. “You’ll have sex with any girl as long as you have an EXCUSE for it!”
“An excuse? Wha-what do you mean?”
“You know exactly what I mean. You’ll have sex with any girl as long as you have an excuse to hide behind: ‘I owed her a favor’, ‘I lost a bet to her’, ‘I had no choice – I needed her help’, and so on – each time you had some excuse to hide behind and convince yourself you’re not really a lesbian. That’s the truth, Ellen, and you know it, although you refuse to admit it.”
“N-no, that’s not true… you’re wrong!” Ellen said, but her voice sounded pleading.
“But it is, Ellen.” The predator smile reappeared on Cathy’s face. “So tell me, did you get wet remembering your lesbian escapades? Let’s check it out.”
When she heard the question Ellen realized she had gotten wet remembering about having sex with all these girls. Her panties were completely soaked by her juices. Just then she felt Cathy’s hand under her mini skirt, between her thighs…
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