Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2018 20:02:24 -0500 (EST) From: E MOSER Subject: Bi-sexual High School & Francois: # 45: Juliet and Gwen Bi-sexual High School & Francois: # 45: Juliet and Gwen Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his original characters as individuals. Juliet and Gwen by Larry Marian Gwen sat on the couch/bed of PR#4 wondering why in the world she'd received a text from Tony's sister Juliet to meet her in this PR since both had a study hall this block and leaving the study hall for a valid reason was quite easy. Most teachers of a study hall considered going to a PR as a valid reason. The door opened and Juliet walked in, a twelve year old girl version of Tony. She had the Italian olive oil skin, the black hair, hers in a pony tail, nicely developing boobs with medium nipples and areola , both in size and brownness. "Thanks for meeting me, Gwen. By the way, I've had three clients so far, two boys and a girl. Who do I give the donation to?" "We need a treasurer. Somebody really good in math. Maybe has taken bookkeeping. We have four new applicants. So why a PR during our study hall?" "Please don't laugh at me, Gwen. And no matter what, please don't tell Tony anything. I know you and Tony are a couple and I don't want to mess with you guys but I feel the same way about you that Tony feels. "I see you and my pussy tingles. I want to go down on you. You don't have to go down on me. But, Gwen, can it happen? I know you're straight, but I'm bi. The girl client? She's ninth grader. While I was licking her pussy I dreamt that she was yours. "Is there any hope for me, Gwen? Please!!" Gwen sat on the couch staring at Juliet. She'd never really noticed the younger girl's pubic hair, but now she noticed its neat trim and shave so there was just a small triangle pointing towards her clit and puffy lips asking to be pushed aside by tongue, fingers, or hard cock. "Juliet, could I think about this? I've never done sex stuff with a girl. I admit. The thought has crossed my mind. But that's it. Look, let's give each other a hug and let me think. Okay?" Juliet replied by dashing to Gwen for that hug. Gwen, who had hugged plenty of other girls without any reaction by her nipples, suddenly felt them harden as they hugged. Then Juliet fled the PR, with Gwen right behind her. Over the next three days Gwen had three clients, an eighth grader, a tenth grader, and a senior. The senior proved obnoxious. Sure, he said he wanted a blow job, and why not a screw instead? She replied that she wore a V and she intended to wear it until 14/1 so she and her boy friend could give each other their virginity. His response was he'd take the blow job, but he was pissed. He didn't know he'd been moved to the ignore or avoid list. The eighth grader was an oral virgin. He came in about fifteen seconds. Maybe less. She let him recover. The second time he lasted a good two minutes, which made him very happy. She didn't ask him for two, but he did give her a dollar tip and a big thank you. The tenth grader turned out to be an old friend of Tony's. They'd met at a teen party during the summer at the Medicine Park swimming hole. She remembered him talking about how his parents had said how bad it was for years before it got rejuvenated. "Damn, Gwen. I almost sorta feel bad about this. I mean, am I going behind his back?" Gwen smiled. "We've talked about this. This is to help the school and for kids to help each other. Doesn't mean I love Tony any less. You know, what happens in the PR, stays in the PR." "Okay, Gwen. You convinced me. Let's do it." They did and each parted happy. That session got her thinking about Juliet. Juliet had clearly said she would be the active participant. So let her and feel the gracious bearer of good will. But shouldn't she return the favor? After all, she and Tony did. And Tony had already served as a provider. Granted, a total of three times, but he had been with three other girls. What happens in the PR stays in the PR. On the fourth day as she and Tony rode to school she sent a text message to Juliet riding in the school bus. "Meet you in PR #4 during our mutual study hall block. Okay?" Three minutes later her phone showed "YES!!!!" Tony parked the car, they got out, held hands and wistfully looked at the dorm going up for next year. Since they would not see each other because of conflicting schedules, they kissed before heading into school. Later Gwen nervously waited for Juliet in PR # 4. When the door opened she almost jumped. She saw Juliet walk walk in, her face alight. The two girls came together then slowly put their arms around each other. "Hi," Gwen said. "Hi," Juliet responded. "Thanks." Then she kissed Gwen. The first came full on the lips, but brief. The second greeted Gwen with a probing tongue - from a twelve year old girl. Gwen parted her lips, allowing the tongue to enter. When it ended the two walked hand in hand to the couch-bed, sat down, and kissed again, fully. As the kiss ended, Juliet put a hand on Gwen's breast, her thumb and forefinger tweaking the nipple. `You like? It's hard." "I know. I..think so." Gwen cupped Juliet's smaller breast, tweaked her nipple. They kissed again, this time Gwen slid her tongue into Juliet's mouth first. The younger girl co-operated fully. Then Juliet broke the kiss on the lips to kissing, then sucking the nipple. Gwen felt wetness between her legs. She felt Juliet's fingers trace their path up her slit to her clit. She shook. She'd cum. "Juliet. I came!" "Wow." The younger girl broke their clinch. Juliet removed her waist belt. Gwen did the same. Gwen gave the younger girl a short kiss than lay down, raised and spread her knees, smiling. "My pussy's waiting for you, sweetie," she said, now all eager. Juliet didn't wait for a second suggestion. In moments Gwen looked down on the top of a head covered with black hair. She felt her pussy lips parted by gentle fingers, then a tongue began to trace a route, back and forth along her lips until a finger entered her as the mouth found her swollen clit. Gwen's hips bucked, pushing her cunt into Juliet's obviously eager mouth. She came hard, and then again. "Oh Christ! Oh fucking Christ, Juliet!! I'm cumming!! Oh, shit, I'm cumming." Juliet raised her pussy juice covered face. "You liked it?" "Oh, fucking A I did. Come let me kiss you then try to do what you did for me!" So Juliet rapidly moved up to Gwen's face and they kissed hard and wet. Gwen tasted her own cunt juice, in fact licked Juliet's cheeks as they kissed until Gwen rolled Juliet on her back, then took her knees to part them. "Here goes," she said, then dove to kiss the still lightly haired, pink lipped pussy, savoring its flavor and aroma as she licked and sucked, and touched. She played with the exposed, hard clit, fingered the love tunnel as the younger girl began to moan and buck. Gwen felt sure when she raised her head from feasting on pussy juice she had caused Juliet to cum. "You okay?" "Oh, yes. Three, four times. You were wonderful." "We need to wash our faces or everybody in the school'll know we've been muff diving," Gwen said after they kissed again. So they did, then left, Gwen first and then Juliet, back to their individual study halls. During the next three days, Gwen had two appointments, both with boys, both a blow job, one with a two dollar tip. She and Tony went to a PR once. He'd had three appointments, all with a girl, two seventh graders and one tenth grader. Gwen met Juliet during study hall twice more, each time making her cum several times. Then it was Friday so Tony drover her home to Medicine Park and a comfortable bed for two nights. The two spent a quiet but pleasant evening at the M'urks, did the teens good night ritual and went to bed. Gwen gave Tony a blow job; he went down on her, bringing her off quickly. She didn't kiss him and then go to sleep in his arms. Instead she quietly said, "Tony. I want you to fuck my butt. Not love it, but fuck it. Please." "Why?" "I'll tell you afterwards. Don't worry about being slow and gentle." She turned to her stomach and got on her knees to give him better access, spreading her butt cheeks with her hands. "Okay," he said. He did as told and entered her fast and hard. She groaned and not with pleasure. "I don't like this Gwen. I'm hurting you." "That's okay. You may cum soon." "Yeah. Soon." It wasn't too long before he did. Whether the cum coming into her butt soothed anything, she couldn't tell. He withdrew and rolled off her. She put her face into the pillow and began to cry, loud cries, almost shrieks. He threw his arms around her. "Gwen. Gwen. What's wrong. Please. What's happened? Please. I love you, Gwen. Please." The sobs lessened in volume and intensity. She finally turned her tear stained face from the now damp pillow. "Tony. I,I,I've been unfaithful. I've made love with somebody else. Not once but three times. " The tears began to flow again. "Doing Locker Club is not making love. It's having sex for the school." "It wasn't Locker Club. It wasn't for the school." "So, can I ask who he is?" "Not he, she, Tony. I guess I'm bi. I made love with another girl. Tony. She's Juliet." "Oh my God! Why Juliet?" "She said she felt about me the same way you feel about me. She just wanted to love me once. Could I let her once. I put her off for several days and then agreed. So we met in a PR during our study hall. I was just going to lie there and let her do it. Honest. But something happened and suddenly I was returning her love. Since then we've met in a PR twice. "Tony, if you can and want to drive home now, I'll understand." "No, Gwen. Hell no. I'm not going to desert you! Juliet and I will talk. PR after school Monday. I love you, Gwen." "Even with this?" He kissed her. "Even with this." She threw her arms around him and kissed him. "Tony. You're way past 14/1. I'm still several months away. If you want my virginity now, it's okay." "Gwen. I can wait. You're worth it." She kissed him franticly,, then Tony got out of bed to return with a warm, damp washcloth and a dry pillow case. She kissed him again. Right after the last block on Monday Tony and Gwen hurried to PR # 2. They went inside to sit side by side on the bed/couch. Two minutes later Juliet walked in. As she obviously saw the two sitting side by side her full face grin turned into a straight face. "Hi, Juliet. Sorry to surprise you. Come sit down beside me, please," Gwen said as she patted the surface she sat on. "Uh.. bad?" "No," Tony said. We just need to talk." Looking back and forth between the two, brother and lover, Juliet took a seat next to Gwen, who turned, took the other girl's chin in her hand, and kissed her. "Juliet. Tony knows we love each other - that we have made love. But he also knows that I love him and he loves me. He is willing to share with you. I'm more than willing to share with both of you. Will you?" "Tony, you aren't mad at me? I hoped for one time. It changed. Funny if a brother and sister fight over a person they both love. Not like we used to fight over games." v "No. You told me you were bi. Apparently Gwen is too. Maybe not as much. Anyway, I still love Gwen. She loves me. She loves you. That's quick. It may be just a fling. But in the meantime, will you still meet Gwen? It's fine with me." "I thought you'd never speak to me again. Oh, Tony, I do love you!" She threw her arms around him. But as a brother. Yes. Of course. But, Gwen. Would you demonstrate for me how you give Tony a blow job? They say you are really good." "Okay, Juliet, but only if you show Tony how to go down on me," Gwen said. The three laughed as Tony pulled out a deck of cards from his waist belt. "Cut the cards. High card goes first. " Does it matter which demonstration occurred first? Dear Reader, When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party "... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read "... ranging from a bald pussied , flat one who looked 11 . . ." 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