Lesbian Schoolgirl's Glee Club

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it’s a good idea. Let’s go.”
    “But, we haven’t had a sports lesson, how do we explain it if anyone finds out?” I protested.
    “Tell ‘em we got dusty looking for the cameras, we decided to take a shower to clean up. Miss Epps won’t give us away, besides, she’s out of it for a few hours.”
    “Ok, let’s go,” I said.
    We almost ran down to the shower room and threw off our clothes. I was intoxicated by the sight of six other healthy, young girl’s bodies, the smooth skin, flat stomachs and those beautiful triangles at the top of the legs that promised so much pleasure and joy.
    “You haven’t got the egg inside you today,” Emma said.
    I laughed. “Of course not, I need to concentrate on my schoolwork sometimes.”
    She shrugged. I guess, but will you let me borrow it soon?”
    I said I would. The warm water ran and we played in the spray, celebrating the end of the cameras, our mouths kissing, hands exploring the most intimate parts of our bodies. Emma had an idea and I agreed. I lay on the floor of the shower, water streaming down over my face, then she knelt astride my face and instead of water there was just her cunt filling my mouth. I brought my hands up to hold her hips and hold her to me as I sucked at her vagina, licking her clit at the same time. She shivered and moaned, incredibly turned on by my giving her head, instead of the other way around. It didn’t do me any harm either, I loved eating out her cunt, I could see the others squirming and writhing in the flow of warm water, it was terrific, my hands crept down to my own cunt and inside it, I found my clit and settled into a happy rhythm of masturbating myself while sucking out my lover.
     
    “What the hell is going on here?” a voice shouted.
    We stopped, dead. Emma got off of me and I looked up to see the purple glare of Roberta Simonds.
    “I said what’s going on?” she repeated at the top of her voice. She was so angry I thought she’d have heart failure there and then. I had images of her being brought back to life with the electric paddles they use in hospitals, a nice looking young doctor shouting, ‘clear’ as he applies the current and the body jumps a foot into the air. But no such luck, she didn’t collapse lifeless to the floor. Rachel, the strongest of us, stood up to her.
    “We were having some fun, Miss, why, did you want to join in?”
    Miss Simonds glowed even redder with anger. “I’ve never seen anything so disgusting in my life, that was lesbian sex you were engaged in, you should all be disciplined, if I had my way you’d be expelled.”
    Rachel smiled calmly. “Look, if you want to go to the head and report us, go ahead. But we’ll tell her that you put us up to it, asked us to play lesbian games while you watched, see how much good that does to your career.”
    “You wouldn’t dare,” the deputy head said angrily.
    “Try us,” Rachel replied, her voice icy.
    For a few moments there was impasse. Then Miss Roberts turned on her heel and stalked out. That was it, our fun was over, we started to towel off and get dressed. But at least Rachel had stopped her reporting us to the head, my time at Forest Heights wouldn’t be over just yet.
     
    We got dressed and walked out to the lockers.
    “You know what’s happening at Glee club tomorrow?” Emma asked me.
    I shook my head as I put on my shiny black mac jacket. Lots of the girls admired it, I felt like a pop star.
    “It's our competition,” she replied. “All of us have to do something, sing, dance, whatever. Afterwards, we get to vote on who was best.”
    It sounded interesting. “What does the winner get?”
    “Its undecided, we usually get together and work out a prize just before the competition, it’s only a little thing, more of a token really.”
    I decided I’d run through my dance routine at home, mom could tell me what she thought. But when I got home, she wasn’t in a good mood.
    “I need a word with you, Helen. About these

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