Jasmine and Marina left the lecture theatre and headed into one of the adjoining buildings looking for somewhere to sit down.  Marina’s phone bleeped with a text from Daniel.  She’d messaged him earlier chastising him for leaving abruptly and accusing him of being a shit and of doing something to her that had caused her sudden illness.  She opened the message.

 

“Well babe if you dance with the devil…..”

 

She stared at the text and immediately felt like her heart had dropped into her stomach.  What did that mean?  Thoughts and images rushed around in her head like a manic carousel ride that had gone out of control.  She thought back to that night with disbelief at how stupid she had been.  Her mind wandered into the past recalling the day she left home to go to uni and telling her mum not to worry and that she wouldn’t do anything foolish. 

 

“That was the freakiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life!” squealed Jasmine as they walked along a window-lined corridor, yanking Marina from her internal thoughts.

 

“Yeh, it was a bit wasn’t it,” replied Marina after a brief pause.

 

“A bit?” responded Jasmine incredulously.  “Are you feeling alright?  He friggin shat his pants there in front of us all and did God knows what at the front!”

 

“Yes I know but, I …… I kind of knew it was going to happen.”

 

“What?”

 

“I knew it was going to happen.  Or made it happen.  Or…..oh I don’t know.  I’m just really fucked up right now.  Sorry.” 

 

Jasmine noticed tears welling up in Marina’s eyes and so supportingly took her arm and guided her into a nearby unused classroom.

 

“What’s up babe are you OK?”

 

“No, not really.”

 

Marina stared into Jasmine’s milky green eyes and something inside her clicked like a switch being turned on.  She reached out to gently caress Jasmine’s ear and then proceeded to run her hand through her soft blonde hair allowing the strands to slide between her fingers, increasing the sensation.  She cradled her hand behind Jasmine’s head and delicately pulled her face closer to hers until their lips were almost touching. Marina ignored Jasmine’s startled expression and tilted her head slightly to the side before slowly moving in closer and pressing her lips softly against Jasmine's. Their mouths touched, delicately at first but then more forcefully as a storm of passion welled within them both. Marina became oblivious to everything around her apart from Jasmine, like a predator fixated on its prey. Her tongue delved deeply into Jasmine's mouth and wrapped and entangled itself wildly around Jasmine's. The room was dim with no lights on and the blinds drawn. Tables lay adjoined together in five long rows in front of a white screen at the head of the classroom. Marina pushed Jasmine onto a nearby table before standing statuesquely over her and boldly removing all of her clothes. She stood over Jasmine for a moment like a queen before her subject and then approached her friend sat upon the table and shoved her into a laid down position upon the wooden surface. She then crawled over the top of her, allowing her breasts to dangle tantalizingly just centimetres from Jasmine's mouth, who, after a short while couldn't take the teasing any longer and strained her neck to reach up and take Marina's pink, firm nipples between her lips, hungrily sucking and slurping upon them in a manner she'd never thought she was capable of. After a short while Marina pulled away and knelt beside her friend before proceeding to wildly tear her clothes off. Buttons flew onto the floor and the sound of ripping stitches accompanied Marina tearing Jasmine's blouse open before she roughly unhitched her bra and threw it aside in one swift move. Jasmine lay passive on the table with her mouth agape as her friend yanked off her leggings and then knickers with no effort whatsoever. In the short time she had known her she had never seen Marina like this but this aggressive side to her made her feel hornier than she had ever felt before. Without saying a word Marina pushed one of Jasmine's legs up, sat opposite her with her legs open and began to slide her pussy up between her friend's legs. As her moist velvety lips slid up Jasmine's leg it left a trail of sexual excitement and Marina felt the oh so blissful friction upon her clit vibrating throughout her body. As their cunts finally brushed up against one another both girls whimpered with pleasure. They swayed their hips back and forth in rhythm as their luscious juices mingled together allowing their labia to glide effortlessly over each other. Marina slapped Jasmine's ass cheek hard with her hand. The slight pain and sound shocked Jasmine but to her surprise made the moment even more pleasurable. She looked at her friend and reached out a hand for her to hold but Marina pushed it away before putting her palm on Jasmine's knee and thrusting even more frantically. Jasmine's pussy lips became engorged and throbbed with pure delight on every stroke. Their bucking and grinding reached a crescendo until Marina let out an eerie wail as her whole body arched backwards. Jasmine felt her orgasm burst out from the pit of her stomach and screech through her whole body like a supernova explosion spraying fragments of sexual pleasure to every tip of her body. At the same time she felt an intense squirt of gloopy fluid shoot from Marina's pink twat into her own pussy.

 

“My god this girl really squirted,” she thought to herself as she flopped back onto the desk completely exhausted.

 

Marina slid herself away from her entanglement with Jasmine and started to put on her clothes. Jasmine gazed at her, her mind still foggy with what had just happened.

 

“I didn't know you were into girls. That was a shock to say the least.”

 

Marina didn't respond and continued to dress, not even acknowledging Jasmine's presence.

 

“Marina? Are you OK?”

 

Marina opened the door and walked out onto the quiet corridor not even bothering to close the door behind her.

 

“Marina?!” Jasmine shouted.