We exited the girls' locker room, Kathy still leading my by my erection. The halls were empty, but only for about a minute, when the silence is broken by the end of period bell and female students begin pouring out of their respective classrooms.
If it weren't for her firm grasp on my hard cock, we might have lost each other in the dense crowd of girls. I was getting a lot of looks, passing among them naked, but Kathy was getting nearly as many glances her way as I. Soaked to the bone, her breasts unavoidable, completely visible through her mesh top, nipples poking through the large holes in the fabric, and holding my erect dick casually in one hand, she made for quite a conspicuous sight. It must have seemed to onlookers like she was in total control of her sexuality, like she possessed a supreme self-confidence that made her impervious to shame, completely indifferent to what others thought of her. Their glances at her were filled with a strange brew of envy and lust.
Halfway down the hall, the crowd thinned out, and Kathy let go of my member. "You okay taking care of yourself until we make it to the nurse's office?" I replaced her hand with mine and nodded affirmatively. "Not that I mind... helping... any way that I can. It's just I'm not sure I'm doing a good job stimulating you, not while we're walking. You're probably better off just wanking off yourself."
The truth was it was tricky for me as well, but I gamely did my best. Kathy took hold of the top of her backpack straps and tugged them down, thoughtfully stroking her exposed nipples while her hands were in the area.
"Did you catch how those girls were looking at us?" she inquired.
"Now that you mention it, yeah... They looked at us like they were hungry," I offered.
She continued stroking her nipples, lightly pinching them occasionally. "If you don't mind my asking, how did that make you feel?"
"...Scared? No... anxious. Anxious and ****."
"Really? Hmm..." she glanced down at my dick, standing at attention and greatly undermining the claim I'd just made. "Personally I found it to be... exciting. More than that. Exhilarating. Titillating, even." She straightened her skin tight shorts and briefly rubbed her camel toe with two fingers.
Just as she was doing so, two female figures stepped out from a bathroom door into the hall right in front of us. They were the same height, with the same straight brown hair, and the same curves on their gorgeous bodies, both clad in skin tight skinny jeans. Their blouses were of the same cut but different colors, both just the tiniest bit sheer. I of course knew of Rhonda and Ramona, Penndale's famously hot but notoriously ice cold twins, but I was not personally acquainted with them.
They knew Kathy, though. "Kat!" they cried out in unison, both their voices similarly husky, almost smoky.
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