Anatomical study

Jenna, Beth and Rachel were in Jenna's bedroom trying to train their minds on the upcoming history quiz, but their minds weren't cooperating.

"Ugh!" Jenna exclaimed, flopping back on her bed. "How are we supposed to keep all these dumb dates and figures straight?" The slim, freckled redhead admittedly was great at math and science, but history had always been challenging, at least the way their school taught it. And tonight she was finding it even harder to focus ever since dinner. She sat back up, brushing a frizzy lock of hair to the side. "OK, where should we revisit first?" She looked across the bed at her fellow seniors, who seemed absorbed in worlds far away from high school history.

Beth's eyes were glazed as she chewed on her pen. No, that wasn't the right word for what her cute Latina friend was doing. She was sucking on it, pulling it idly between plump and shiny lips. Were her lips always so full? And she seemed fidgety, her full ass shifting this way and that on the comforter.

Rachel was just as distracted, drawing n 1onsensical doodles on paper. The chubby, bespectacled Asian girl breathed deeply, as if calming her nerves. But they were just studying, right?

Rachel usually did fine on history exams, but she couldn't concentrate on school tonight. Dinner had been almost sexual somehow, the way all the ladies exclaimed in delight over the food, herself included. She hadn't meant to eat so much but found herself taking more and more, like it had a magnetic pull. Worse — and stranger still — she found herself being drawn to the other women. The long-festering crush for Jenna had resurfaced with a vengeance, but Rachel also started admiring this and that with the other women as well. Jenna's aunt was really well-preserved for her age and had this raw energy that seeped into the room, and her cousin had mischievous eyes and the outline of sizable breasts in her shirt that Rachel had never noticed before at school. Jenna certainly didn't have breasts like that but she was so sweet...

"Guys!" Jenna's voice brought Beth and Rachel out of their reverie, their eyes turning to their friend. "Should we start by reviewing the Battle of the Bulge?"

Beth giggled. Now there was a porno she could go for right now. She really had cock on the brain since dinner. Who wanted to think about dumb tests and dead people when there were juicy warm cocks to think about? God, she wished she could call Marco up right now. They hadn't gone all the way yet but she was pretty sure he wanted to. And if not she was sure she could convince him. If only she could get away from this study session so she could scratch her itch.

"Umm, I need to use the bathroom!" Rachel exclaimed. "Back in a sec," she said, making a speedy exit.

"Do you ever think about who has the nicest cock in our class?" Beth blurted soon after Rachel was gone. "I swear sometimes all I can think about in homeroom is who has a nice, thick one to fill me up or a long beast that'll really sink deep inside," she said, the Idol altering her thoughts.

Jenna's own thoughts fairly tripped over themselves as they raced through her mind, but what emerged was only a shocked "What?" Beth had a boyfriend, but she wasn't the kind of girl to kiss and tell, if there was anything to tell at all. And she definitely didn't ruminate on cock.

"I, uh, no. We need to focus on history and not boys tonight." It was best to ignore Beth, right? Once Rachel was back she could better steer the conversation back to World War II, where it belonged.

"Cock history, now that I wouldn't mind studying. Like who the best fuck was in history. Did Genghis Khan's military power extend to the bedroom? Did JFK have a big one that he plowed Jackie with? And did Rasputin's real magic powers lie between his legs? Fucking sign me up for History of Cock 101 next fall."

"You're ... the test's tomorrow. Let's get back to the real class you're actually taking with us," Jenna said. She didn't have a clue what was going on with Beth but wished she'd stop, as a distracting tingle had sparked between her own legs. School was too important to get lost in her friend's insane sidetrack.

Beth blew out a gust of air that fluttered the tendrils loose from the chignon piled atop her head. "Fine, back to the battle over the fucking bulge." Beth's hands unexpectedly reached up to cup her breasts. "Fucking juicy bulge." The hands squeezed her small mounds through her shirt. "Gotta get close to it." One hand drifted lower. "Inspect it." The hand reached her crotch. "No more obstacles." It darted into her waistband. Jenna knew what was happening yet still was stunned when Beth threw her head back and moaned.

"Need to study the fat, juicy cock in front of us. Taste it, feel it, fucking ride it." Her friend's hand frantically at work in her shorts was shaking the bed. Which was causing more tingles for Jenna. As was her friend's sexual non sequitur, as much as she was loath to admit such a thing. Her heart skipped a beat when Beth met her eyes with a blazing stare and said, "I'm so fucking horny, Jenna."

But before Jenna could process what was happening, an exclamation from outside brought them to their feet. They followed the thumps out into the hall.