(Side plot) Follow Rachel

Before we continue Josh's adventures let us instead follow Rachel who, apart from the teacher himself, was the last person to leave the classroom. Although Becky's teasing never extended out into the rest of the college, Rachel felt wary this morning and so had waited for the other students to disperse first. She couldn't quite put her finger on it but it felt like Becky's teasing had reached a new level today. For reasons she couldn't quite fathom she couldn't remember seeing the other girl undressed. Not even partially. Which was strange as Rachel had made a habit of admiring the other girl's body from a distance; she should really have seen the other girl masturbating out in the quad or somewhere by now. She passed the full-sized poster of the masturbating girl - usually one of her biggest turn ons - without even noticing it and headed towards a student break room. She had a few hours before her next lecture and there was a vibrating egg in her backpack which was calling for her immediate attention.

She entered the breakroom, which was little more than a plastic kitchen counter containing a kettle and a microwave, a few old couches scattered around the centre of the room, and a wall of vending machines. Two of the couches were occupied - one by a girl with her hands inside of her unzipped jeans slowly fingering herself, and another by a guy reading a book and making notes onto a notepad. He showed no interest in the masturbating girl, which was expected, although unexpectedly Rachel wasn't interested in the sight either. She had a more interesting one.

It was Becky. She stood - well, bent - over the vending machine to retrieve something from the collection tray. For the second time today Rachel had an unrestricted view of her asshole and pussy.

I want to bury my face in that thing. Rachel thought to herself.

Becky stood straight, turned - and jumped as she found Rachel watching her. A fraction of a second later she was rubbing the cold silver can of Diet Coke she'd just bought against one of her nipples.

"Oh, hey Rach - didn't see you there." Becky said.

Becky removed the can to reveal a stiffened nipple. Usually Rachel would simply disengage and wait for the other girl to lost interest, but something within her snapped.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she demanded instead.

"Doing what?" Becky asked innocently as she worked on the other nipple.

"You know... teasing me all the time."

"Oh, I just get very clumsy in the classroom, is all! I don't mean to-"

"Cut the crap." Rachel snapped. The other two occupants of the room looked up at the noise. Rachel gave them an embarrassed smile before grabbing Becky's arm and pulling her over towards the kitchen counter. It unintentionally brought them very close together. Rachel could smell the other girl's coconut shower gel. "Why are you always such a... such a bitch?"

Becky's gaze hardened. "There's no need for name calling."

"Give me an answer then. One which tells me, somehow, that you're not a bitch."

"I'm friends with Jocelyn. You asked her out for a drink a few months back. Remember?"

Rachel felt the blood drain from her face. "So that's why you're teasing me? Because I'm a..." She swallowed, and lowered her voice. "A lesbian?"

"Yes." Becky said simply.

"Fuck you." Rachel swore. "So... so what if I am? There's nothing..."

"...there's nothing wrong with it? Then why did you lower your voice when you said it?"

"I'll say it louder when I'm damn well ready, you... you homophobe."

"I'm not doing this because I'm a homophobe!" Becky snapped back.

Sarcastically Rachel replied "Of course not."

"No! I'm doing it because you need to be honest and open about it! Because if you're not, how the hell am I going to tell you that I want to fuck you?!"

Silence gripped the tiny breakroom. Neither girl realised that they had been shouting. Becky's eyes widened in shock as she realised what she'd just admitted out loud. Rachel might have responded with equal shock but the events of the day were driving her wild. She reached out, grabbed Becky by the head, and kissed her. A moment later, Becky was kissing her back. The two stood that way for what seemed, to Rachel, to be an eternity. She was about to break off the kiss and suggest the two head back to her dorm to talk, but Becky's hands were suddenly at her waist and began to struggle with the button of Rachel's jeans. Rachel threw down her backpack. Almost of their own volition her hands ran down the smooth, warm skin of Becky's back and squeezed a generous handful of her buttocks.

"Hmm mmh?" Becky asked. Rachel had no idea what she'd said, but gave an affirmative "Hmmph" in response.

The button undone, the two girls broke off the kiss so that Becky could look down and see what she was doing. She lowered Rachel's zip, grabbed the waistband of the jeans and yanked them downwards. The action partially caught Rachel's panties so that they slid down her hips on one side. As Becky crouched and wrestled the jeans to the floor Rachel took the opportunity to grab the hem of her own t-shirt and lift it over her head. There was no bra underneath it to conceal her A-cup breasts which were the same dark caramel colour as the rest of her body. She stepped out of the now-lowered jeans, dropped her t-shirt on top of them, and hurriedly wrestled her panties down to her knees. Gravity took care of the rest. She stepped out of them now wearing only her shoes; a pair of white sneakers with matching socks. Whereas Becky was curvy and smoothly shaven, Rachel had slimmer hips, smaller breasts, and a neat landing strip of dark hair above her pussy. She did have long legs, however, and she considered them to be her most attractive feature.

The two girls embraced one another passionately and their lips met once again. The two wrestled each other over to one of the couches and fell onto it with Becky on top, which was unfortunate as they'd blindly chosen one of the only two occupied places.

"Umm, excuse me!" the boy studying complained as the two naked girls making out with each other knocked the book out of his hands. "I'm trying to work here."

Becky waved her hand dismissively before returning it to the other girl's body. Annoyed, the boy picked up his things and sulked over to one of the empty couches.

Rachel squirmed against the soft surface of the couch to make herself comfortable beneath the other girl's weight. She could feel the two gentle pressure points against her chest which could only be Becky's own breasts pressing against her, the gentle tug of skin on skin at their stomachs, and the smoothness of Becky's thigh pressing against her own exposed crotch. With her hands she explored Becky's hips and buttocks, caressing and kneading the soft, warm skin. She allowed her hand to slip a little lower and smiled as Becky gave a yelp of surprise as her fingers found the other girl's nether regions.

"Cheeky." Becky said, breaking off the kiss.

Becky moved downwards, stopping at Rachel's tits to lick her nipples. She went further down, kissing the other girl's stomach, her buttocks raising into the air to allow her to continue moving downwards. Then Rachel felt it; the soft, gentle kiss of Becky's lips on the lips that Rachel couldn't kiss with. She felt the other girl's tongue slip inside of her; darting, exciting, probing. She reached down and ran her hands through Becky's long, blonde hair. Pinning the other girl's face to her pussy. It felt good, but it wasn't enough.

"Wait." Rachel said. Becky continued working her tongue. "Wait." Rachel said again, gently tapping the other girl on the head. Becky looked up.

"Yeah?"

"I want your pussy too. I don't want to have to wait for it."

Becky grinned before pushing herself up to her knees. It was a bit awkward on such a small piece of furniture but she was able to swing one of her legs over Rachel. With a bit of wiggling and adjusting she eased herself into a kneeling position on Rachel's stomach facing away from her. Then she leaned forward onto her hands and began to inch backwards. Rachel watched as the other girl's pussy slowly backed towards her. As soon as it was close enough she grabbed Becky's hips, raised her head, and stuck her tongue into the other girl's pussy. A moment or two later she felt her reciprocate.

Rachel closed her eyes and tried to remember what she'd learned on the Internet. This was her first time with another woman, although the exciting sensations she was feeling down below told her that it might not be Becky's first. In fact it was making it hard to focus, and she continued an enthusiastic but ineffective in-and-out motion with her tongue. Then she remembered; you had to treat it like you were eating out a pudding cup. She changed her technique so that her tongue was making curling motions, and she was immediately rewarded with a moan of pleasure from the other girl. For the next few minutes she tried to focus on the technique while also remaining aware of what was happening with her own pussy; the twin sensations were exciting, but a little overwhelming. She began to squirm her behind against the sofa as she felt herself beginning to climax. A few seconds later she came. Becky pulled her mouth away as Rachel's warm cum trickled down her thigh and her pussy pulsated with an orgasm. She didn't stop her own task, however, and about half a minute later Becky suddenly pulled her pussy away to save the other girl from getting cum over her face. She came on Rachel's chest and stomach instead and she eased herself back into a kneeling position while breathing "Oh god, yes!" She continued with her fingers for a few moments.

Once she was finished Becky crawled forward so that she was laying face down on the couch, with the two girls laying in a tangle of naked limbs. Rachel caught her breath. She could feel the cool air-conditioning against the ejaculate on her stomach and groin, while the other girl's weight and limbs rested uncomfortably against her own body. She didn't want to move, though. After a few minutes Becky took the first step and the two of them disentangled themselves so that they were sitting facing one another. Rachel couldn't help but notice how Becky's body was covered in a sexy sheen of sweat.

"Wow." Becky said. "That was... wow."

"Yep." Rachel replied.

The two of them began kissing again, although not as passionately as before. This time it was tender and lingering; a post-orgasmic kiss because they were both spent. Once they were finished they sat looking at one another, with Becky running her hand up and down Rachel's thigh.

"So... do you mind if we head back to your place?" Becky asked.

"Isn't that what you're supposed to ask _before _sex?"

"I still could be." Becky replied with a grin. Her grin faded. "Seriously though. I, ah, wasn't joking when I said I ran to class straight from the shower. I think I'm actually locked out of my dorm until my roommate gets back. Do you mind?"

"Of course not. We can both take a shower and... talk."

"Oh, our mouths will certainly be very busy, yes. Lots of tongue wagging."

The two girls stood and returned to where they'd left Rachel's clothes. Strangely, however, they were all missing. Only her backpack remained.

"Huh. What do you think happened to them?" Becky asked as Rachel shouldered her bag.

"I don't know. Maybe somebody passed them in to the lost and found? I can't imagine anyone would bother stealing them, especially on a warm day like this. I'll check later."

The two naked girls held one another's hand and left the breakroom, before headed out onto the college campus towards Rachel's dorm.