Bethie wasn’t sure whether it was to get even with Todd or to get him back, but she knew it was something she had to do. She dawdled after cheerleading practice, and when she was sure the building was empty, she made her way to homeroom, pulled up her skirt, pressed her pubis against the corner of Todd’s desk, and made small hip motions, nudging her sex, her clit, against the rounded corner. The idea was to drench the edge of Todd’s desk with her girl cum, but at first she found it difficult to reach a sufficient level of juiciness. Her mind insisted on replaying Todd kissing Carol in the otherwise empty art room yesterday afternoon. That slutty Carol! What if they did more than kiss? She’d never forgive Todd. She’d ... She’d bite his dick off. Such thoughts weren’t conducive to arousal. But picturing Todd’s dick, the rugged handsomeness of it in her hand, the taste and texture of it in her mouth, the fabulous force and fullness of it in her cunt, did the trick. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, her song of approaching orgasm. “Yes, oh yes, oh yes.” And she was just about to gazz, so close, so close, so close, when she heard the click of the door, and she was too close to stop, too close to do anything but come.

Carol strides into the art room. “Bethie, Bethie, Bethie, there you are! We missed you, Todd and me. We waited and waited, but then of course Todd made do with me. You know how he is, how boys are—so impatient, so impetuous, thinking with their cocks most of the time. Poor Todd, done in. But I’m not done yet, no siree, no siree Bob. So now you know how far you can trust him. Six inches, maybe seven at the outside. Or do I mean inside? Oh, sweet Beth, what nice plump nipples you have. And what a lovely tight twat, with its perky clit and sexy scent. Yes, I can smell you. I can almost taste you. What if you sit up on Todd’s desk and spread your legs and ... Or would you rather taste me? Would you rather lick Todd’s cum from my well-fucked cunt? Yeah, let’s do that!”

Note: this ending inspired by a suggestion from steeltiger. A second alternative ending based on another reader suggestion planned for tomorrow.