She Accepts Lyra's Suggestion

"Oh, very well." Jean said, "So long as you put on a good show, we'll accept your terms. But if Natalie isn't squealing by the end of it, we might just have to do it ourselves."

Natalie felt Lyra's hand on her shoulder. The blond haired woman was shaking a little, and her face looked terribly pale. As Natalie turned around, their eyes met.

"You don't have to do this, Lyra." she said. "You don't have to debase yourself like this. I-if you jsut leave me to it, I can..."

"Keep me from trouble?" Lyra managed a wry smile, though it soon faded. "But what happens to you then? I...I can only speak for myself, but I would rather be touched by friends than random strangers, you know? B-besides, you can't just steal all the fun."

Lyra smiled again, this time holding it for a little bit longer, though Natalie could still feel the radiating turmoil within her.

"Let's start small." Lyra said, kicking off her shoes one after the other. She was clad in black stockings, like Natalie had been. Natalie (Not to mention Jake, Jean and the others) all watched as she undid the buttons on her blouse before raising it over her head, and letting it fall to the floor beside her shoes. Beneath it, there was a button-up cotton shirt, white enough that you could make out the outline of her bra. Her fingers trembled as she fumbled with the buttons, but they wouldn't come undone.

"Here, let me do it." Natalie said, reaching forwards. Before Lyra could react, Natalie drew her into a kiss, their mouths pressed together. Lyra recoiled, more due to surprise and shock than anything else, but Natalie held her for a moment and - as the confusion spread through her mind - plunged deep into her thoughts. Lyra was conflicted, torn, and confused about her own feelings. Moreso than Jake had been, but much better at hiding it even from herself. Natalie could sense lust and desire, locked away behind walls of stubbornness. Memories of snatched looks at girls, and a fluttering feeling in her chest that she refused to look into. She'd always known that Jake was into her, but it was a bit of a surprise to Natalie to learn that Lyra was too.

Not as surprised as Lyra would be to learn it, though.

Natalie could taste Lyra's tongue and mouth, as they pressed together, the kiss deepened, Lyra's buried desires thrumming in her ears. Natalie's heart was beating fast too. As she reached up, she felt Lyra running her hands up and down her side, holding her body close. The heat of the other woman penetrated her clothes, made her aware of her own desires. Natalie felt one of Lyra's hands move down her leg, sweeping smoothly over tingling skin.

Step by step, Natalie undid Lyra's shirt, the buttons coming away with disappointing swiftness. After a moment, the two of them parted, partially to breath. Natalie could see a trace of colour in Lyra's face. Her pale skin slightly pink. Her chest was exposed now, the white cotton shirt falling to the floor as she shrugged it off. Her bra was pink. That detail stood out to Natalie for some reason, though she was not sure why except to say that pink was not a colour she associated with Lyra.

Even as Natalie was thinking this, Lyra reached behind her back with one hand, and unclasped the bra, which fell forwards to the floor. For a moment, she shielded herself with one arm, her eyes looking past Natalie, and towards the thieves. But then, slowly, she lowered it, blushing furiously as she did. Lyra's chest was neither small nor big, but on the larger side of average. Her nipples were pink, and Natalie saw there were a few freckles sprinkled across her chest. Her arousal was clear the moment you saw her bare breasts, her nipples were stiff, and she was breathing heavily. Shame and arousal danced in her eyes as she heaved, but she shot Natalie a look that was almost sulky.

"What, are you just going to let me get naked alone?"

Natalie shuddered, butterflies flying in her stomach. Her skin was breaking out in goosebumps, and her nerves were singing, anticipation and desire raced inside of her, beating through every cell of her being in tune with her heart.

Thanks to Jean, she didn't need to get rid of her shoes, tights, or panties, but she was still wearing most of her uniform. Now, it was Natalie whose hands trembled, anticipation making her clumsy and slow, she threw the blouse to the ground, the cold battered her nearly naked skin, but she ignored it. Before she could start to undo the buttons of the white undershirt, Lyra stepped forward again.

"You helped me there, let me do the same." She grinned, a little unsure. Both of them were extremely aware of the audience watching them, of the eyes on their bodies, and the obvious lust and desire surrounding them on all sides. They were being watched, like a show, like a performance, made to dance and play like puppets.

She stepped forward, and Natalie felt one of Lyra's hands fiddling with the buttons. This was a slow process, and clumsy too, because her other hand was employed in other matters. More specifically, Natalie felt it slowly tracing a pattern up the inside of her leg, following the sweeping of her thighs. It felt warm against her skin, the slow motion made her legs feel weak. But not as weak as she felt when Lyra's hand reached her sex. Her mound was still soaking wet, the effects of the orgasm that she had had before, but this seemed to only encourage Lyra as she ran her fingers up and down Natalie's slit, tracing her opening with curiosity. Natalie moaned, the sound soft and low, but Lyra heard it,. and her face coloured red.

"Have...have you ever done this before?" Natalie asked her.

"You mean with a girl?" Lyra replied, "N-no, this is my first time..."

"Then let me show you how it's done."

The last buttons of Natalie's shirt were undone, the white shirt opening to reveal her own bra as Natalie bent forwards. Lyra wiggled, Natalie's mouth closed around one of her breasts, her teeth gently squeezing the nipple as her tongue started to lick and fondle it. Lyra gasped, her breathing becoming more irregular as Natalie's tongue made her twitch, sending bolts of lightning flashing through her nerves. A moan escaped her lips, her breasts were warm to the touch, her nipple responded eagerly to Natalie's tongue, arousal made it stiff and firm. Natalie knew just what to do, how to make her writhe and gasp. The trick was to use your teeth and tongue together. Not to bite down hard, but to pinch and gently apply pressure. The firmness of it made Lyra's body anticipate it more, and all the while, you used your tongue like _so, _constantly keeping her on edge, not sure what you were going to do next.

Soon enough, Lyra was gasping, her breath coming in fast paced gulps as her body burned with the surging of her pleasure, opening doors in her that she had kept closed for a long time.

The two kissed again, this time, Lyra reached behind Natalie, and Natalie felt a brief pressure as her bra was undone, at the same time, Natalie's hands moved up, under Lyra's skirt. The other woman's skin felt so warm to the touch, Lyra must have been dizzy with anticipation. Natalie took hold of Lyra's tights and pulled, the other woman wiggled, doing her best to help Natalie shed them without having to end the kiss. A moment later, her panties followed, and Lyra stepped free of them both as Natalie pressed forwards, kissing her deeply, the two women fondling and pleasuring one another as though they were not being watched.

After a moment, Lyra found herself with her back to the desk, Natalie leaned into the kiss again, forcing her legs open, running a hand up and down her womanhood. Her mound was shaved, but there was stubble growing there, and she was wet. Natalie pressed her own womanhood forwards, the two rubbing slowly against one another, the motion was heavenly, and both women moaned. Natalie felt Lyra's wetness against her womanhood, their mounds sparking with pleasure and friction. Heat was building between her legs, and she felt like her breath had been stolen. Every time they moved, Natalie felt a little bit of her jerk and moan.

Then, Natalie felt another presence close to her. It was Jake, and before she even knew what was happening, he was kissing her. His kiss was passionate, and deep right from the start. As if it was the result of all of his desires and thoughts about her, all made into one action. He kissed her, and his hands moved to her chest. Natalie felt his fingers stroking her breasts, his nails pressing into her skin, making her jump. It felt like a wave of static was following in his wake, her nerves moaned, fire leapt from one to the next as he started to tease her nipples, pinching them and rolling them, tweaking them with his fingers. Heat flowed through her body, her legs felt weak, she couldn't believe that this was happening, but she was also afraid to stop in case it actually wasn't. Everything had been reduced to the now, to this moment.

This moment, two of her friends were teasing her, making her shake and shiver with their hands and their mouths. That was all Natalie needed to concern herself with.

Then, as Jake kissed her, Natalie felt herself pushed back. Lyra fell to her knees, with her back still to the desk, her hot breath tickled Natalie's pussy, sending shivers racing up and down her spine. Then, before she could react, Lyra started to eat her out, pressing her mouth into Natalie's womanhood, making the other woman gasp and squeal into the kiss. Lyra didn't exactly know what to do, she was clumsy, and clearly had never gone down on a woman before. But figuring it out wasn't hard. All she had to do was try to imagine what she would have liked done to her.

Natalie felt her clit burning with tense anticipation. Weight and stress seemed to centre around her womanhood, desire clashed, and roared in her ears, Jake's fingers probed and pressed her breasts, teasing and pleasuring her. Her chest was hot to the touch, her skin burning with desire, her nipples were sensitive, each sweep of his fingers, each touch of his hands burned through her in a wave of pleasure.

But down below the waist, it was Lyra who was making Natalie shudder. Her tongue was really going now, lapping at Natalie's entrance. Natalie felt it running up and down her pussy, before gently starting to penetrate her lower lips. The feeling was exquisite, and also somehow humiliating, though that was probably more to do with the current situation than anything on Lyra's part.

Natalie gasped and moaned, throwing her head back as the sensations of her body rushed through her. Jake was kissing her neck, running up and down it, layering on his affection. The touch of his lips felt sensual, especially while she was being eaten out.

Then, Jake broke away for a moment, looking at her, his eyes were hard to read, but his thoughts were not.

"I'm sorry, Nat..." He whispered, "But this isn't going to be enough for them..."

He unzipped his trousers, shrugging them to the ground, and Natalie saw his erection. Jake's cock was about normal sized, but clearly in the advanced stages of arousal. It was stiff and hard, its head gleaming with desire. She wondered if he was going to make her suck it, but instead, he walked behind her. A moment later, Natalie felt his hands pawing at her skirt, lifting it up to expose her bare behind. Something hard was placed between her cheeks, pressing into the entrance of her anus.

"J-Jake?"

"I'm really sorry."

He moved slowly, letting his cock fill her body, pressing into her anus and making her squirm. Natalie felt her mouth open into a silent gasp, the feeling of Jake's cock in her ass was intense, she felt herself being pushed aside to make room for it, her body squeezing around it. His erection filled her world as he started to thrust back and forth, again,slowly so as to minimise the pain, As her head spun, Natalie realised that he had coated his member with something wet and slippery. Lube? Where had he found that here? Well, it didn't matter too much at the moment, as she felt his hands close around her chest, his fingers digging into her breasts, and his moans filled her ears. He thrust into her, his cock filled her ass, making her gyrate to the motion. Her legs felt weak, and her heart was hammering. Sweat beaded her body, and Natalie could sense her climax starting to grow. He fucked her from behind, driving himself against her again and again, picking up speed as he did, Natalie felt her whole body shaking with each penetration, he seemed to get deeper and deeper inside of her. The feeling made her hiss, and gasp, and moan. Her nipples felt hot, Jake's fingers still played with them clumsily, and between her legs, Lyra was still eating her out. Her tongue flicked, and dug, and Natalie's knees trembled, the heat rushed through her body.

"O-oh god..." she murmured, the feelings becoming too much for her to take in silence. "F-fuck, fuck, fuck..."

She moaned, and threw her head back suddenly as Lyra's probing tongue found her clit, even that gentle brush made her feel as though lightning had just been applied to her pussy. The feeling tore through her defences, leaving her wide-eyed in shock. She had no chance to recover, because Jake's thrusts were getting more and more rapid and intense, he was breathing heavily, arousal edging him on. Natalie spread her legs, moving with him, even as Lyra's tongue and mouth continued to tease her mound.

Jake came. His motions growing faster and faster as he approached his climax, and then a feeling of wetness and heat spread through her behind. Natalie didn't get a chance to react to it, though, because Lyra's probing pushed her off the edge a moment later, her own climax flashed and thundered through her, Natalie felt her whole body go stiff, her womanhood clenching, heat running through her, tension built in her muscles, and then exploded outwards as waves of pleasure ripped from her core, tearing her mind and thoughts to shreds.

Natalie cried out, jumbled words, broken and incomprehensible, her whole body shook, and she came right in Lyra's face. As the other woman pulled away, Natalie's hand shot out, grabbing the desk and using it to steady her shaking, flailing body. Jake's cum dripped out of her ass, but after a few moments, Natalie felt that she could walk under her own power once again.