School Daze Chapter 3

fiction. All the usual laws, provisos, and rules apply.**

School Daze -3-

Carla and Brit were mad about one another. Brit emerged as the quiet leader, and Carla wanted to move in with her. Brit wanted that very much too, and told Carla so. Carla found a sublet girl, and they celebrated by going to their favorite pizza hangout. Neither of them got drunk; they never did, unless you call their love for one another drunkenness.

One of their favorite topics was their mothers.

"I wonder how they're doing." Carla asked in an open way. "I mean, they're both so plugged into the gay network. Yet, they seem pretty interested in each other. But every time I ask Bethany it's the same thing: `Oh, it's going great. But I don't want to jinx it girlfriend. You know, with predictions and such'."

"I would say they'll be married by the end of the year," Brit said.

"Oh fuck me, I didn't see that coming. How do you know?" said Carla.

"Because they don't need each other," said Brit. "They aren't needy girls. Yet, they're fucking crazy about each other. You should listen to my mother. She says, `Oh babygurl, you should have heard what Bethany said. I'm so turned on by her. I've never felt like this before'."

*****

Bethany and Ele on their part couldn't wait to see one another. They got into a pattern of every other night making the trip either to Schaumburg or to Lisle, and spending the weekends together too. It had only been four weeks and they were already talking about Bethany selling her home and moving in with Ele. Bethany loved Ele's closest set of gay girls and had fucked seven of them and they loved her too and the sex swing got a lot of use. This pleased Ele greatly. She knew Bethany was the one for her but her heart told her to slow down a little (just a little).

Ele was exactly what Bethany had been seeking. Beautiful. A Leader. Kinder than any woman she had ever known. And she was so gay. There was nothing she didn't know about gayness and her broader circle of Lesbos numbered in the hundreds of women for she had been gay for six years. She could entertain or be entertained every night of the week-she was that popular. But she was really a homebody, and that made Bethany so happy. Ele was a beast, but she wanted to be tamed.

And Bethany, so cuddly, yet so gay. She had a gift of gab and she was a missionary for Lesbians. An attractive straight woman didn't stand a chance once she let Bethany into her life. Her zeal for converting women of all ages to Lesbianism was something to behold. But the only problem was that her relationships didn't last. It was different with Ele. She found Ele's personality completing her, as Ele's mind completed her sentences.

*****

"Aahhhh, Nuahhhh," grunted Bethany, in the throes of a weekday orgasm. Ele was giving her a good licking: of her pussy, of her clit, of her ass, of her luscious breasts. It was over-the-top pleasure for Bethany. Ele loved being the supplier of her climaxes, which she did so effortlessly. They both had cum mightily. Brit was a bit sleepy during the after glow.

And Bethany laid in bed, in sex-induced daze, mewling quietly to herself. Ele curled up and spooned her and grabbed her left tit that she so loved.

"I love to watch you cum, girlfriend," whispered Ele. "You're so sexy. I could just fuck you morning, noon, and night."

"Oh me too," said Bethany. "Fucking all the time. Oh baby, what you do to me."

"Speaking of orgasms, Brit has brought up a few times of having a foursome with her and Carla," said Ele. "Would you be up for that? It's a little out there, but we've both slept with our daughters. This is just a next step. Wouldn't you agree?"

"God I've been longing for a foursome," said Bethany. "In addition to you, it's something I dream about every night, frankly. Does that make me weird?"

"Oh no, baby. It's a natural thing-to want to be with your lesbian daughter and her lover...and me. My three favorite people."

"Can we have it here?" asked Bethany. "I love your bed, your swing. Everything about this place. You've got love pouring out the faucets here, he he."

"Absolutely," said Ele. "I'll set it up. We want it to be special for the girls. How do your next two Fridays and Saturday nights look now?"

"I will make any of those dates work for me," said Bethany. "You know, since that time I went out to eat with Brit and Carla, I've been longing to be Brit. I know I've told you already, but Brit's a special women and I think she has an attraction to me. She sends me a special energy; I know I'm infatuated with her." She and Ele talked like this. So frank, so honest.

"Of course," said Ele. "She's a top student and very attractive and so loving. But there is something else about her. I think she's a witch, and she may not even know it."

"I think I'm a witch," said Bethany. "It's been revealed to me slowly over time. The biggest thing is my ability to, frankly, manipulate other women. I love to convince them that women should love women. I think I've done eleven straight girls. And oh, to see them all switch sides. It's so satisfying."

"I am a witch. I'm sure of it," said Ele. She gently dipped her two fingers in Bethany's squishy cunt just to show her that she was in synch with her). Bethany squealed and let out a belly laugh.

Ele continued, "Now that we're on the topic, I think it's the thing that has been missing in my life. The thing to tie it all together for me is witchcraft. Wicca. Do something for me, dearheart."

"Anything," said Bethany.

Here Ele reached over to the bed stand and got out two identical pentangles. She kissed one and put it's leather cord over her head. The pentangle was cast in brass and looked like a star inside a circle. There was a pseudo ruby in the middle of the star.

"I bought these when we started dating," said Ele. "I think it's time."

She took the second, kissed it, and gave it to her lover. Bethany also kissed and it put it on.

"Oh, your a doll. Teach me, darling. I want to learn everything."

A gentle whoosh sounded in the bedroom and they both got gooseflesh all over the bodies. The curtains swayed in the otherworldly breeze.

"What was that?" said Bethany.

"I'm not sure," said Ele. "But, maybe it's a sign that our new roles as witches are confirmed. That new things are going to happen in our lives. Great things."

"I believe it Ele. That pentangle looks good on you my dear," said Bethany. "So good, so sexy. How does mine look?"

"Ravishing," said Ele, and she rolled on top of Bethany and kissed her gently all over. For forty-something lassies they sure had a lot of energy, and consummated their love for one another and their new roles.

They both studied Wicca every night for at least an hour and even more on the weekends. They enjoyed one another's company and quizzed each other and had a lot of fun with it. They visited some bookstores that specialized in the occult and made a few purchases for themselves and for the home, and got a few more books for their small Wiccan library.

*****

"I'm going to try something," said Ele one evening. "I want to build a small fire in the backyard with only sacred wood, the wood we bought at the Alchemy Bookstore. Will you join me "Of course, my love," said Bethany. "Tonight?"

"Yes," said Ele. "Let's dress for the occasion." They went into the bedroom and put on a floor length robes with hoods that they put on, one red and the other blue, and covered with runes. They were so excited to trying something "witchy."

Ele selected nine pieces of wood, all apple wood (femininity and fertility, sacred to the Celtic Goddess Rhiannon) from an Occult Bookstore . She built a little structure. It was a full moon out, but the moon was behind the clouds. Bethany quietly stepped beside her, encouraging Ele, the beautiful witch.

Ele gathered herself and began to hum an ancient tune, oblivious to any but Bethany. Her hands were extended toward the wood

At first there was just the chanting. Then Bethany stepped behind her and put her hands on her shoulders and Ele began the ancient song three times,

"Come holy fire, set the wood of the pyre alight, that our eyes may see all that is good and right,"

Then several things happened at once. Ele started to shake, and a male voice came from her throat and a language they couldn't understand. The moon, which had been behind some clouds, broke through and bathed only them in its soothing light. The male voice stopped and Bethany felt a humming louder than Ele's fill the space, as if it were coming down the hallways of time.

A bluish light seemed to come from Ele's body and down her arms, surrounding the apple wood tinder. Suddenly there was a blast of smoke and, when it cleared, the kindling was blazing. Bethany squeezed Ele's arm and kissed her on the cheek.

"Oh praised be Sappho and all her angels," said Bethany. "Great things are in store for us, but not without trial."

"It's our secret," said Ele. "No one needs to know, for now."

"Yes, for sure," said Bethany. "Our incredible secret, hidden even from the girls, unless they become witches too."

"I need to go lie down for a while," said Ele. "That took a lot out of me."

They stood together and watched the wood be consumed. When the fire was out, they looked closely, and there was only grass, as if nothing had happened.

*****

The four women all agreed on Saturday evening two weeks hence for the party and they were giddy as hell about it.

"I have a feeling that there is some kind of surprise for us," said Brit to Carla. She was sitting on the floor studying with Carla who was sitting on the sofa, draping her legs around her lover.

"Those two women are movers and shakers for sure," said Carla. "Something is up with them."

*****

The Saturday night got here just in the nick of time for our college lovers for they were bouncing off the walls with anticipation. For the occasion they both had fun applying temporary butterfly tattoos to each other's crotches, a mother and a smaller daughter just to the right of their pussies. Blue for Brit, and a muted yellow for Carla. It was unbelievably sexy for them. As for dress, they both decided to buy short skirts, with a high waist band and extra flaring to the skirt. The younger, "Fuck Me" look. Besides, it gave them a chance to show their mothers their legs. They both decided to go commando. They had so much fun with their makeup too. Really made-up; they looked sixteen when all was said and done. They both packed an overnight bag for the occasion.

Ele and Bethany, on the other hands, decided they would wear their pentangles that night. Each had a V-neck sweater that showed off the jewel quite splendidly against their tan skin. It was sure to invite questions and they were ready for them. For the occasion they put on light makeup. Both wore red lipstick to go with their pillowy (and so kissable) lips as well as for the jewel in the pentangle. Tight jeans to emphasize their fine asses and, Ooo la la, the two looked so fine that night as the doorbell rang.

*****

It was a warm April night and Carla and Brit were dressed to kill as they stood on Ele's porch. Ele and Bethany opened the doors and their jaws dropped in unison. Their mothers were in awe of the look their daughters had adopted for the evening.

"Oh my god," said Ele. "What did I tell you? Aren't they precious, our baby gurls. Sixteen and never been kissed."

"For sure," said Bethany. "They just inhabit their outfits."

The college girls both did a pirouette for their moms which had the four of them laughing from the belly.

"Oh, look," said Carla to Brit as they entered the house. "They've both got Wiccan pentangles. Does that mean you're both studying to be witches, or something?"

"Actually honey, we both are witches," said Ele to the girls. "It's just taken time for both of us to come to that realization."

"Oh, now that is what I was talking about," said Brit. "Remember when I said there was something going on with Ele and Bethany?"

"Fuck yes," said Carla. "Now it makes sense. Ladies, we have to hear more about it. As much as you're comfortable sharing."

"Toward the end of the evening," said Bethany. "I think we all have something else on our minds right now." And she took Brit and kissed her, grabbing a breast, while Ele mirrored her and gave Carla the special Lesbian greeting.

*****

Bethany took their weekend bags to the guest room, Carla arm and arm with her. Ele poured four glasses of the Stag's Leap cabernet that Maria, the saleswoman, had recommended to her when she first met Bethany.

Brit said, "Oh that's a good wine. Stag's Leap, hmmm," as she turned the label. "Is that special for us?"

"Yes my dear," said Ele. "A special vintage for special girls. Enjoy."

Ele walked to the rear of the house to see if Carla and Bethany needed any help and to take them their glass of wine and their water. She noted that Bethany was already making out with her daughter Carla. Really passionately making out.

"Excuse me, I thought we were swapping daughters to start it out. I want that hot girl you're with!"

"I was just leaving, he he," laughed Bethany. "Carla my dear, you're in the best hands with Ele."

"See you all in my bed around 9:00 then," said Ele

Brit, meanwhile, quickly googled the wine, and saw that it was $300 a bottle. "Damn, she's pulling out all the stops. This is working out better than I had planned."

Brit definitely wanted to get some alone time with Bethany, and they bumped into each other in the hallway.

"Just the woman I was looking for," said Bethany. She put her wine glass down and told Brit to "come here you shining starlet." Brit complied and Bethany led her to the sofa. They both disrobed and Bethany was overcome with joy and lust as she watched Brit remove her skirt, revealing her shaven pussy.

"Damn, to be twenty again," said Bethany. "Did Carla go bare also?"

"Yep, we thought it would be a treat for you and Ele to be molesting two hot bare youngins."

"Ohh baby," said Bethany, who fell to her knees in worship. Brit was already very wet and beginning to her cunt was blossoming. Bethany took a deep inhale and, for a second, was so overwhelmed with Brit's aroma that she almost passed out. She regained her composure and started to devour Brit, taking long licks of her sex, starting with her asshole and going north, spending some time on her pussy, and circling her big clit. She did it five times and came up for air. By the time she took a break Brit was leaking gruel, her big pussy had opened to Bethany, and a shiny nob had appeared at the opening of her hood. Her hairless asshole, beautiful in its own right, was clenching. "The three minute orgasm," thought Brit.

"Sweet mother of lesbians, you taste and smell so, so good," said Bethany. "I can't get enough."

Bethany played with her own pussy and rubbed her clit. She quickly got a tingle. "Oh god, I better slow down; I've already got a tingling," she said.

Brit sat in Bethany's lap, taking her head in both hands and kissing her deeply. Her right hand was massaging her breasts and Bethany mirrored Brit. Bethany imagined she was transported to a Caribbean island of mangoes and rum and endless sunny days and her intuition about Brit was confirmed: the sophomore was hot for her. How she would love to take Brit to the Caribbean, to an island of lesbian delights.

"God what a turn on to have a hot twenty year old siren making love to you," thought Bethany. Brit pushed all the buttons on her lover, and saw the clit's head peaking out.

"You know, only the three women, and now you, get me turned on so much that my hooded clit shows," said Bethany. "Suck it babygurl, suck that clit. You know you love it. Fucking make my clitty shine."

Brit went down on her, and played with her pussy and made love to her clit. Bethany was getting off after just ten minutes with Brit and Brit was too.

"Oh my God, Aahhhh, Oohhhh, I love you my girlfriend," said Bethany. "Keep it going. Keep that big fucking tongue of yours licking my pussy and clit. Aahhhhh. I'm cumming."

She pushed Brit away from her privates and said, "You get an A+ you dyke. I can't take any more." The two women cuddled and spooned. All of Bethany's suspicions were born out: Brit was as advertisek: a dyke's dyke. A beautiful girl but a hardcore lesbian. Bethany loved her, but as the daughter of her future wife and lover of her daughter...she was really struggling with that. She felt really connected to Brit, and told her so, quietly,

"We have to keep this on the down low, Brit, but I love you. I truly love you. I have to have you in my life, one way or another."

Brit was quiet for a minute but rolled on top of Bethany and whispered in her ear, "I know, I love you too: with my heart and my mind. All of me. Let's just leave it at that for now. I love you my queen. And you know, I think I'm a witch too. Will you help me? I don't know where to begin."

"Absolutely I will."

*****

Meanwhile Ele was all over Carla with her tongue down her throat and her right hand going under her skirt.

Ele was on her back and waited for Carla, who stripped her clothing of and flung it toward the corner. Carla sat down on Ele's face and started mewling.

"What, no panties?" said Ele. "You are a bad girl, but my kind of bad. I guess the nuns don't check for that over at DePaul these days."

"He he," laughed Carla. "We wanted to surprise you. I'm glad you're turned by our look."

"Turned on?" said Ele. "That's and understatement. How about I just want to jump your bones, like now."

Ele licked around her pussy and made love to her clit. She had Carla squirming and panting for more. When Ele got to bathing her asshole, Carla began to show signs she was cumming.

"Oh yeah, right there," said Carla. "Your fingers and your tongue. I love that, keep going on my butt."

"You like that eh, thslurpp, thslurpp." said Ele. She was all around and in her ass. It tasted marvelous, and she loved the earthy scent. "Thslurpp, thslurpp."

Ele was all over her ass with her tongue, while using the thumb to get a steady motion on the exposed clit. She was fucking her ass with her long tongue. "Oh, she tastes so good."

"Oh mama, that's it. Aahhhh, Muahhhh," mewled Carla. Ele's hands were busy, at first spreading Carla's ass cheeks to get a better view, and then pinching her legs and stroking her everywhere. She was in love with Carla. She was her mentor, her teacher, and had Carla getting close in no time.

"How do you like my ass you lesbian whore," asked Carla. She was rotating her hips and grinding into Ele who took it (and loved it).

"Oh god, I love it," said Ele. "It's the most, Mmaawwhhhh, beautiful ass and pussy I've ever seen my love, Maawwhhhhh, my lesbo fucking cunt." Carla ground her large shaven cunt into Ele's mouth and then rotated her hips forward to give Ele a chance to love her large clit. Ele made a "V" with her hand and was doing her ass and her pussy simultaneously, driving Carla insane.

Carla took it and loved it. Carla was already dripping gruel on Ele's mouth and lips and the dominant dyke did not miss any. Ele felt that Carla tasted better than Brit, better than Bethany. A fact that she would keep to herself.

"You're a goddess, a sex machine," said Carla. "All the beautiful girls that you have fucked have my oh my."

Ele started to make all kinds of sounds as she got deeper into Carla, who was now hanging on to the headboard with one hand and loving Ele's delicious "C's" with the other.

"That's it, Aahhhh, Bruahhhh," mewled Carla. "I'm close, you fucking dyke, Oohhhh, Aahhhh." The other women were still in the living room, but the sounds of their lovemaking reached the bedroom. Soon someone was cumming out there, but neither Ele nor Carla knew who it was.

"Your face is shining, my lover," said Carla. "Shining with my pre-cum and cum and my sweet nectar." Ele look up for a second. She had grabbed a mirror off the bed stand held it in front of Carla's cunt. Ele looked saw that she had a face that she didn't recognize at first. She grabbed the mirror to steady it.

"Oh my god," said Ele. "Look at me. I'm covered with cum, the best foundation in the world!"

"You did that. You've got me so fucking wet with your glorious tongue," said Carla . "I'm so turned on by you. Oohhhh, I've got a tingle."

While Ele continued her ministrations, Carla bent all the way forward, and got a taste of Ele's pussy. "Oh god," she said. "Aahhhh, you are so fucking wet, and you taste so good."

Carla started to cum. Her's was going to be huge. "Aahhhh, Oohhhh my god in heaven, it's good, it's so good," she cried. Aahhhh, Muahhhh, Oh shit...Jesus Christ. Wowwwow." She pulled off of Ele at that point.

"Oohhhh, Aahhhh, babygurl you've really got me cumming too," said Ele. "I'm cumming. You're so good. You should hear what, Aahhhh, Brit says about you, you fucking dyke machine. Aahhhh. Aaeeyowwww." Ele came. And so the legends began with the four girls and their simultaneous orgasms.

It was glorious. It was just the four girls and their memories, for it was a truly wonderful feeling for each.

Ele had to go potty but she took a peak at the action in the living room. Bethany and Brit were in a sixty-nine and really going at it. The energy by both was good, and they were totally focused. They were a quieter couple, but a beautiful one.

"Brit you're pussy is beautiful, just like you," said Bethany. "I'm so lucky to be with you tonight." A slight pang of jealousy rolled through Ele as she sat on the stool, unbeknownst to the girls in the living room.

"Baby you're the best I've ever had," said Brit. "So loving, so soft, so feminine, yet such a dyke. I love it. Mmmmm."

"It's probably just love, plain and simple," thought Ele. "Nothing to see here." She went back to the bedroom and spooned with Carla in the afterglow. The two exchanged sweet nothings and talked about the future and the four of them and about wicca.

*****

The bottles of Evian water came in handy as all the women had parched flesh. Carla and Brit sat around the living room with their mother/lovers. Bethany and Ele wore their hooded robes, and gave Brit and Carla their own: purple for Carla and green for Brit. They naturally put the hoods on. The mood was joyous.

"OK, spill the beans on the witchcraft stuff," said Carla. "I'm curious. Is it something that you guys are hoarding, or do you welcome me and Brit?"

"I'll cut right to the chase," said Ele. "Heck yes, you'll be welcome to join us. We would love it. There is no going to church or anything; it's more of an attitude, a way of life I suppose. We will want to join a coven or start our own."

"I'm just a baby witch," said Carla. "So, I need your guidance. But it seems like we're a coven right now."

"I agree," said Brit.

Bethany was sitting quietly, smiling at the proceedings. She really wanted Carla and Brit to join them in the journey, but was waiting for them to get behind it. When both Carla and Brit showed a lot of motivation, she spoke up.

"Ele is a witch and she has special powers," said Bethany. "I'll let her speak to what we experienced together recently. But, just so you two know, I'm all in."

"There really is some power behind it," said Ele. "Last week I took a chance on it. But lest anyone thing I'm special, Bethany was right there with me. We're been studying our butts off, and one thing that came up again and again was the fascination with fire. Long story short, Bethany and I started a small fire with nothing but kindling wood and our prayers."

There was a silence in the room, but not with tension. It was a joyful silence, filled with anticipation and smiling faces. Carla spoke up

"How did it work," she said. "I mean, do you wave your hands or something."

"You know your mother and I have been..."

*****

The upshot of their casual conversation was that the girls were bought in. They would begin reading texts on the occult on their own and seeking out other students with similar interests. Ele just ask that that that the fire story be kept among the four, and they were quite willing to comply.

An hour later all were ready to share their bodies with one another in the master bedroom.

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