After letting my tongue curiously escape my lips and into Amy's pussy, she let out a little yelp, then looked at me, shocked. "I did not know you were into this Jenny, I have never done this before. But seeing you on your knees with your face glued to my pussy makes me want to let you continue".
I look back at her, "I swear I'm not a lesbian, Amy," I tried to reassure her, but my actions kept saying something very different. My lips were glued to her pussy a moment later, not giving Amy time to argue how silly my statement was.
"Oh, Jen..fuck...I'm not either, but please...don't stop this now~" Amy begged, as her legs slowly wrapped around me. It was humiliating enough having my face shoved into her smelly, sweaty crotch, but now her legs around me too? This was just too much. I was going to die of humiliation in this stinky bathroom stall. But my pussy loved it. It got so much pleasure from this strange torture.
Amy tried to keep her voice down, but it was tough. Even though I had no interest pleasing other women, having my own equipment made it simple to figure out. I detested, almost gagged, as I plunged my tongue inside her cavity deeper, but, it made my own hips shiver with pleasure at the same time. I wasn't sure why my vagina liked this so much, but it made me sick. Still, I was in heat now, and I knew I could brush my teeth later, right?
"Jen...your tongue...amazing..." *I she cooed, practically melting around my mouth. I groaned as her strange flavor poured out of her opening with nowhere to go but my mouth, forcing me to drink her. As I lapped her excess, my pussy pulsed with excitement...this is was so intensely gross but it was making me wet too, ewww! Would I really cum from something so vile?
"Amy, Shhh, I don't want to get caught!" I managed to say, between licking. "Maybe we should stop, then," Amy suggested, biting her lip, since niether of us are...?" And I had to immediately cut her off, "No! Just let me finish, please? I've never felt anything like this before. I can't explain, but I can't stop now!"
Amy looked surprised again, "Well, I've let you get this far. Might as well finish, eh? Come here, Jenny." I felt Amy pull my hair into her crotch. My pussy practically was drooling from this. Being forced into her sex was more thrilling than volunteering. I didn't want to, I still didn't like the smell, or the taste. But it felt so natural to just let my tongue pleasure her slit. Up and down. In and out. And then tease her clit. Circling around it tentatively, a little button to play with. I thought about my boyfriend's cock, and, while I loved it so, I never got this much pleasure from sucking on it. My own pussy was tightening and squeezing, and drooling as I got Amy closer, and closer, and closer to her moment.
It was as the bell rang, and a few preppy girls stumbled in, that Amy finally reached her climax. She covered her mouth with one hand as she shoved my face deeper into her sweaty crotch with the other. Ugh this was so gross and humiliating! I could die right now! But that moment set me off too! Maybe it was the way she shoved me deep into her. Or the funky smell of pussy finally got to me. But my hips shivered and I had my own, intense orgasm while she came in my mouth. I was so embarassed I hopef I would not make it out of there alive.
We could both hear the chatter of the girls freshening up in the sink. The looked at our stall, Amy's legs hiked up so far as to not reveal there were two of us. And we heard, "You okay?" To which I cleverly responded, "Just bad tuna. I'll be fine, thanks."
When they finally left, it gave Amy and I a chance to freshen up ourselves. We didn't say anything to each other. Looking at my phone it was only about 15 minutes? But it felt like an eternity between her legs, bleh. Still...I never wet my panties like that before, and was worried I could get addicted to an orgasm like that. The thought brushed away when I realized no amount of freshening up was getting the smell of Amy's pussy off my face. Great.