Chapter One ~ Jenny's performance.

 

Debbie put her arm around me and guided me to the left, alongside the edge of the practice mat. "Smile at me," she whispered. "You were great at practice yesterday, Candy," she said in a louder voice.

I was concerned about the dildo buried deep in my quim. So much was going on around me, I had put it to the back of my mind. It was the smaller one of a pair that Kerry kept under her bed. After allowing her to spear me with it, I was just getting excited when we were interrupted by the arrival of Debbie. Kerry hadn't mentioned it when darkening my pussy lips, so I kept quiet.

I understood what was required of me, but I was uncomfortable doing it under the gaze of the three men watching us, on the opposite side of the hall. The white actor, Mr. Knowles was sitting in between the Deputy Principal, Mr. Keita and the sports coach, Mr. Williams.

Kerry was standing at the podium control panel while one of the young men stood beside her, holding something. I wondered what he was doing until I saw a small drone lift from the floor in front of them and head in our direction.

I tried to ignore the drone and focus on my companion's pretty face while I answered her question. "You were the best, Stella. You didn't make one mistake."

She stopped me and pushed me up against the wall. "Fuck, Candy, I've wanted to snog you ever since you joined the squad.

"I fancy you too..." was all I could say before she crushed her lips against mine.

The kiss was brief, but she managed to rub her firm tits against mine. "You've got sweet lips, Candy."

I had an idea. "I'm thirsty Stella..."

"Okay, let's get a drink of water."

The water dispenser was sitting on a small table in the corner. Debbie filled a cup and handed it to me. I took a sip and placed the cup on the table. "Are you having some?"

She shook her head. "Lift your top, Candy, I want to suck your pointy nipples."

I looked around. "Stella, someone might come in." I actually lost the plot for a second but said the right thing.

"No way. I booked the hall for our practice session and Mr. Bowler won't be here for half an hour."

"Oh, okay." I lifted the short top to reveal my tits.

"Step up on the bench, Candy."

It was only a foot high, so as soon as I had mounted it, I was at the perfect height for her to latch onto my left nipple. She fondled my right tit while she sucked, licked and nibbled my nub, then switched breasts and gave another exaggerated performance while I held onto my t-shirt and gazed down at the white satin bows holding her bunches in shape.

Then, she kissed my skin between my tits and started a trail of kisses down to my navel. "Lift your skirt, Candy. I want to kiss you down there..."

"Are you sure no one will come in and catch us, Stella?"

"Absolutely. Lift your skirt."

As soon as my black satin panties were revealed, she tugged them down, unveiling my smooth mons and peeping cleft. She pushed the panties down and helped me to step out of them.

"Widen your stance, Candy..." As soon as my feet were about 18" apart, she dropped her knees onto the bench and gazed at my sex which was at her eyelevel. "Fuck, your body is beautiful," she said clearly, then leant forward and wiped her tongue back and forth along my shallow cleft.

I closed my eyes for I was finally on the receiving end of a cunny licking, instead of being the one giving oral. "Oh, Debbie, that's heavenly..." Her tongue flicked over my entrance a few times creating brief thrilling sensations. However, due to my stance, she couldn't get any meaningful penetration.

She leant back and gazed up at me. "Turn around, Candy, and lean right forwards. You'll enjoy my probing more from the rear."

I preferred not to be looking at the cameras and bright light, but as soon as I had turned, I was embarrassed by the lewd pose I was striking. The hem of my skirt rode up, revealing my most private places to the cameras. Debbie, finding my holes unveiled, gripped my hips and thrust her mouth against my sex.

"Oh, yes, that's better, Debbie... In there, yes, yes..."

I had wondered what it was going to feel like. Yes, it was everything and more than I expected. As she put pressure on, I put one hand on the wall to stop toppling forward. She pressed so hard to get the extra depth, I felt her teeth digging into my plump, convex lips.

Little gasping sounds emerged from my lips and my body began to tremble as my orgasm approached. "Oh, Debbie, I didn't realize... Oh," I gasped when she retreated.

She slapped my ass. "Get down on the bench on your back." She pulled on my skirt. "Hurry."

"Oh, are you sure?" I asked as I clambered down. Debbie was in the process of whipping her panties off.

"Go on, lay down..." She helped me into position, then straddled my midriff.

"We can do it to each other." Debbie didn't want to be left out. She backed up until her sex hovered over my mouth, then lowered her vulva onto my face.

Because her thighs were spread wide, I was able to see that her labia, like mine, no longer had a deep furrow. It was almost identical to Cathy's. I was surprised the mischievous teenager's face popped into my mind. Moment later, I was sucking, lapping and probing Debbie's vulva and vagina, while she performed the same exploratory sex on me. It wasn't long before we were both writhing and moaning while experiencing intense orgasms.

"What the fuck's going on here?" a man's voice boomed.

I couldn't lift my head or look sideways, because of the black feline body pinning me to the bench, but I knew we were in trouble and that Kerry's movie was about to shift away from lesbian love and head of on a much darker route.

"Muuumph," I moaned when Debbie sat up, on my face. and remained seated, pinning my head to the bench.

When she wiggled her ass, I wondered if it was embarrassment, or she wanted me to continue penetrating her tight orifice.

"Mr. Knowles! I'm so sorry," Debbie gasped, seemingly mortified by her behaviour. "I don't know what came over me."

"Have you two booked this hall?"

When she relaxed, her weight bore down on my face. Getting the message, I thrust my tongue deeper. That was when I discovered that she also had an object buried in her quim. I pushed the tip of my tongue against the end and guessed that it was a small dildo like the one in my vagina. My mind was in a whirl, but the evidence called into doubt Kerry's motives for inserting it in my vagina in the first place.

"Yes, Sir. For an hour. We need to practice our routines. Mr. Bowler will be here in twenty minutes to coach us."

"Is lesbian sex one of your routines?"

"No, Sir. We got carried away."

"Lift your ass off Candy's face, Stella."

"Ahhh." I gasped lungfuls of air as she raised her bubble-like ass cheek.

She then remained straddling my face while facing the stern actor. It was my first sight of the white actor and I wasn't surprised to see that he was holding a short whippy cane in his right hand. While staring up at the gash of Debbie's sex, I wondered what he had in mind for us.

My face was glowing with shame, reflecting how deeply I was overwhelmed by Kerry's manufactured situation. The actor picked up both pairs of panties from the floor, then handed the black pair to Debbie.

"Stella, clean your cunt juices from Candy's face." I just lay there like a fool while Debbie wiped my face dry using the small satin garment. "Are you both wearing your comfort dildos?" he asked.

Debbie handed back the panties when Mr Knowles held his hand out. "Yes, Sir."

"What about you, Candy?"

"Yes, Sir," I mumbled.

"Pull your knees up, girl, so that Stella can remove the dildo."

Laying on my back, on the low bench with Debbie straddling my face, meant that I had nowhere to go and no way of avoiding her removing the dildo, so I pulled my knees up onto my chest. Taking my eyes off Debbie's sex, I looked down my body, between my thighs, to see the drone hovering about ten feet away.

Then, when Debbie leant forward, only her hands obstructed the camera's view of my tightly lipped labia and twin orifices. "Ohhhh," I gasped when she pushed her digits into my succulent tunnel.

She tried to grip it with her thumb and forefinger, but they kept slipping off. Maybe my vagina had tightened on it and didn't want to let it go? After several unsuccessful attempts, she thrust all five digits in, considerably stretching my entrance in the process. Thankfully, she managed to clasp the end of the dildo, then slowly, dramatically, withdrew the black silicone cock from my vagina.

"Sit down and clean the dildo, Stella..."

"Mummmph, I complained when she once again lowered her ass onto my face.

I had to suffer another bout of being smothered by her plump lips and cute ass. With my nose nudging her anus and my mouth devouring her lips, I presumed she was licking the dildo free of my juices, while I lapped her sex.

"That will do, Stella. Give it to me and hold Candy's legs down while I administer three stokes as part of her punishment.

"Muuuumph," I complained moments after my face squatter gripped my ankles. Switt! Switt! Switt! "Ummmmmm..." I complained when the cane bit into my upturned ass cheeks.

The blows were not delivered with the same venom as the deputy principal's vicious cuts, but they still brought tears to my eyes. Thankfully, the actor had aimed at my cheeks and not the top of my thighs where my thrusting labia was an inviting target.

"Change places," came the hoped-for command.

Once again it was a relief to be free from Debbie's shapely peach. As soon as she had raised it, I could have reached up and withdrawn the dildo from the black girl's quim, However, that wouldn't have been as entertaining a sequence for the camera as me copying Debbie's actions. I was going to have to delve into her quim, something I had never done in my life...