Discovering a Spin Off Pt. 02

Interlude

By the following morning, Sophia had made a decision. She loved this, but she couldn't get dragged down this rabbit hole. She had to concentrate on her work and her boyfriend. Natalie, dominating her, would be like a drug; not for her school days. Whatever she had thought yesterday, today was a new dawn, and this was too much.

Natalie, on the other hand, woke up and sprang out of bed like a coiled spring.

Chapter 2

Natalie sat there, shocked. What had just happened? Why had Sofia just pulled the plug while she was so incredibly horny...

Wow, she thought, there is an idea... pulling the plug, maybe she needed a plug... ha!

This whole situation had sparked a string of events in her mind that opened a snake pit of fantasies that had whizzed around her mind for years. She was a sensible girl, not one to cause trouble or push boundaries, just a normal girl in a normal place. But what did normal mean for her or for anyone? The last couple of days had opened a viper's nest of excitement, and little did she know, but it was just what she wanted. She'd been to church with her mother, she had been a cheerleader, she had been good... but everything had led her to this.

So there she was standing in the kitchen, staring at her breakfast on the table with her phone in her hand...

Iona walked in and just grabbed her phone, before Natalie had a moment to react... it was open on the chat thread to Sophia...

Iona clicked on the picture...

"Who are you sexting with?" she laughed..."I knew you were up to something last night..." Natalie managed to grab the phone back...

"Come on, you sexy thing," Iona joked... "tell me... I'm jealous and totally need to know now."

"No way," whispered Natalie. The surrealness of the situation was dawning on her. This might be exactly what she craved.

Seizing on the lack of conviction, Iona pushed on..."come on, give it back. It's mine to look at now."

Natalie handed the phone, opening it with FaceID.

It was then she realised she was wet... Fuck, she thought...

Iona was scrolling through the messages...

"You horny little slut. Fuck..... I love this.... Wow... I never realised you might like women. What is up with my gaydar...." She giggled and stepped back to look at Natalie.

She stood there, tall and gorgeous but looking a little unsure and scared... She was dressed smartly in a work blouse, mid-length skirt... no tights or shoes... half-dressed...

"Wow. Don't say anything for a moment, because this is a moment. I can't believe what I'm reading and seeing. Who is Sophia? I'm not going to ask you to answer that. It's a rhetorical question. I'm amazed she's given you up... Bully for me, eh!" She had made up her mind.

"Right, Natalie," Iona continued, "nod if you are wearing underwear."

Natalie nodded.

"Good, if you would like me to fill in for Sophia, take off your knickers now and hand them to me."

Iona could see the fear across her face but also something else... like excitement. She smiled as Natalie bent down to do Iona's bidding.

Natalie pulled her skirt up, dipped her hands under and pulled off her knickers. As she pulled them off, her legs she pulled her skirt down at the same time. As she slid them off her feet, she saw how wet they were. She folded them neatly, trying as best she could to hide the wet patch, and handed them over to Iona, who immediately opened them up and smiled.

"Soaked, just as I thought," she threw the phone back towards Natalie, who managed luckily to catch it, "I've got to go, no knickers for the rest of the day, and I'll be in touch. Be home by 7 o'clock."

She turned and left. Natalie stood there stunned... for the second time in the day, and it wasn't even 9 a. m. yet.

Iona, on the other hand, nearly ran to her room, where she closed the door and leaned back against it with Natalie's knickers cupped to her nose and her other hand down in pyjamas. She too was soaked. Her orgasm was fast and furious.

She licked her fingers and stripped off, catching a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror on the wall. She was cute, no doubt, and at 21, several years younger than Natalie. Her blond hair was long, and her boobs firm. She had a runner's butt but shapely, not muscly legs, no ink, and no hair below her eyebrows.

Fuck... she thought... her time had come. She was horny again. She put one leg up on her bed and felt her pussy... fresh wetness. Looking at herself in the mirror turned her on; it was the idea of exhibitionism... would her naked body turn on Natalie? She pinched a nipple and shuddered.

Two fingers pumping in and out of her pussy that was dribbling down her hand... she didn't care.

She carried on till she heard the front door close. On her own in the apartment, she walked across the corridor and opened Natalie's door.

She felt so naughty she could hardly believe it, and grabbing Natalie's pillow, she humped it till her cum made it all wet.

Going back into her room, she grabbed her phone. Settling down on Natalie's bed, pillow between her feet, she took a picture. It showed nothing but her feet and pillow, but to Natalie, it would be obvious where it was taken...

She sent it straight to Natalie.

Natalie was sitting on the bus when her phone pinged. Without thinking, she opened the picture and gasped enough for the college kids around. She blushed, but nobody saw the picture. She looked back at her phone. She knew immediately what was going on, but it was the message that followed that really hit the mark.

"Your head will be here later, between my legs."

Another day and another whirlwind. Natalie was a mess. Iona had said no knickers, but she was wearing tights, and the crotch was soaked already. Today was going to be hard. But luckily, no Sophia on the student list, she thought as the bus pulled up to her stop.

Meanwhile, Iona was in the shower contemplating what had taken over.

Her phone rang; it snapped her out of it... and she knew she had to get on with her day...

Enough, she thought, as she released her bladder over her feet and onto the shower floor. She ran her fingers through the flow. It was warm, and she knew what it would taste like. But not now....

She washed off and stepped out. Picking up her phone. The missed call was from her mother, so she called back immediately.

"Hey Mum, was just in the shower, sorry," she said. She was naked, standing in the living room with the towel around her shoulders... talking to her mum and pulling on her nipples as she did....

"What are you doing, Iona?" her mum brought her back to reality. Natalie hadn't been listening.

"Listening to you," Iona laughed.

"Yeah, whatever. Bring your boyfriend home this weekend, it's the street fall party and it's been an age since we saw you."

"Mum, how many times do I have to tell you, no boyfriend. But can I bring my girlfriend?"

There was a pause, and Iona was about to make a joke out of her comment when her mum said, "OK darling, yes, sure."

She couldn't believe it...

"Cool Mum, see you on Saturday, love you... bye."

"Bye darling, have a good few days."

You would not believe how good they will be, Iona thought. She was still so horny. This was good much.

She put on CNN. That would kill the mood... then flicked to Fox as she always fancied Ainsley Earhardt. She was too hot... Iona was out of control.

She went back to her room and put on Natalie's knickers and pulled a dress over her head. No bra today. It was a library day. No need. The knickers were wet, but so was she.

Grabbing her bag, she headed out.

Sitting in the library, the warm fall day was replaced by cold air con. She wished she'd worn a bra. The combination of her mood and the cold, her nipples were obvious.

A couple of older men had noticed. She glared at them. They pretended to be looking past her.

Fuck it, she thought, and picked up her phone.

She texted Natalie.

"I bet you are in class. That's OK. I am bored in the library and wanted to tell you how incredibly horny I am. What have you done to me? I love it... and I can't wait till later. I am wearing your knickers. I love how you taste, you are going to be hooked on me very soon. BTW, you are coming home with me this weekend. There is a fall party and I have to bring a friend."

A moment later her phone pinged.

"Good timing, break."

"I am horny too."

"And I can't wait."

"And I would love that."

Iona stared at her phone... wow she thought.

Then a picture popped up... Natalie's fingers with a string of cum between them...

That did it...

She got up and practically ran to the restroom... there was a woman at the sinks, but she didn't care, she just ran into the first cubicle and dropped her knickers or Natalie's knickers and shoved two fingers straight into her wet pussy.

She came almost immediately with one hand leaning on the cubicle door.

There was a knock.

"Are you OK?" It was the woman who had been at the sink.

"Yes" gasped Iona, "sorry." She knew it was obvious what was going on. No point denying it.

"That's OK, don't worry about me. We've all been there."

Iona could hear her footsteps on the tiled floor and the door close.

"Wow." she said out loud.

Iona sat down on the toilet and took a picture of Natalie's knickers around her feet. She sent it straight to her.

After cleaning up she walked back to her desk.

The woman from the restroom was sitting on the sofa and smiled. Iona smiled back. She was in her early 40s she guessed, leather trousers and boots with chains trying to capture a bit of her youth. She had a white T and a shapeless blue corduroy shirt on top... Like she knew she was sexy, but she was shy or too careful.

Iona sat down and tried to get on with her work.

It was a few minutes later when she felt like somebody was staring at her. She turned around and sure enough the woman from earlier looked away..... busted Iona thought.

She got up and walked over.

"Can I sit?" she asked. "I know you were staring, but why?"

The woman paused for a moment.

"I'm jealous, I guess. I'd never take a risk like you did earlier."

Iona smiled. "Nor me, but something happened this morning, and I've suddenly discovered a side of me that I never knew existed. I'm Iona. I think we should introduce ourselves after the embarrassment of what happened earlier."

"Don't worry at all, I'm Eloise, and what do you mean discovered something about yourself, what that you like?" dropping her voice to a whisper, "masturbating in a public restroom. Because that is nothing new. Was it your first time?"

"Yes, I guess it was," whispered Iona.

Eloise laughed. Christ, thought Iona, she's so like my Mum.

"So what happened?"

"I'm not telling," said Iona, feeling a little childlike. "When did you last masturbate in a public place?"

"I've only done it once," said Eloise, looking a bit sheepish. "Sorry."

"You are so like my Mum."

"What, why, do you have conversations about public masturbation with your Mum?"

"No," they both laughed.

Just then, Natalie's phone pinged. She got up and walked back to the table to get it.

It was a reply from Natalie and obviously taken in class and under her desk. Her skirt was pulled up and tights down... had she been masturbating in class...

Suddenly, she felt Eloise looking over her shoulder...

"Sexting with another girl. Well, I wasn't expecting that."

Iona was mortified.

"Oh, Christ. I'm really sorry. You shouldn't have seen that."

"She's got cute legs. But don't worry. I'm not into girls. But you two are brilliant. Love it. Wish I had the guts to do that." She sat back down.

Iona didn't know where to look.

She went back to her desk and texted Natalie.

"Please don't get caught. I did."

Natalie responded immediately.

"WTF. What happened?"

"Some woman heard me and came to check on me. I saw her when I came out of the restroom. She told me she's done it too."

"Oh wow... is she cute?"

"Looks like my Mum."

"Sweet."

They had reverted to the kind of conversations they had had as friends before this morning...

"She saw the picture you just sent."

"NO WAY."

"Yes, sorry, she's cool, don't worry."

"Send me a picture of her."

"I can't."

"Yes, you can. Just tell her it's only fair and I asked. Not naked, you said she looked cute. I want to see her face."

"I didn't say she was cute."

"Well, you are cute, so that must mean your Mum is cute, so she must be cute."

Natalie regretted that the moment she sent it.

"I didn't mean that in a weird way... I just wanted to tell you I think you are cute."

"I know," said Iona... "get back to your students and dream of my pussy."

Iona spun around to find Eloise.

"Can I ask you a weird question?"

"Sure."



"Can I take a picture of you to send to my friend? Please."

It took Eloise a few seconds to respond.

"Ok, but you have to be naked to take the picture and we're going to do it here in the library. And I am not getting naked or showing any flesh. It's going to look like you took the picture without me knowing."

Iona, on the other hand, didn't hesitate.

"Yes, sure, I know just the place."

They both left their things where they were and Iona, carrying only her phone, grabbed Eloise's hand and took her down into the less trodden rows of books to a dead-end aisle...

"Come on then, off with your dress. You are clearly not wearing a bra."

Iona stripped. This was nuts, never before had she stripped in a public place for anyone, even another woman, and she was gay. She had done some dares at college. But this was different.

She dropped her dress and Natalie's knickers on the floor. Eloise picked them up and passed her the phone.

"Go on," she said.

Natalie snapped a couple of pictures.

"OK, let me see...." Eloise grabbed the phone. "That'll do." But before Natalie knew what was happening, Eloise turned the phone on her and took a full frontal picture of her standing amongst the books and high-tailed it off back towards where they had been sitting.

Natalie was stunned - naked in her shoes amongst books about ancient history.

A minute later, Eloise reappeared...

"OK, here you go," she handed back her phone and clothes.

Natalie pulled her dress on while holding the knickers.

"Why did you do that?" she asked Eloise.

"I need some collateral."

"What are you talking about?"

"Well, I sent a picture of myself and a naked picture of you to your friend and to my phone... So your friend knows what's up and what you are doing. And so you have my number."

Eloise looked very pleased with herself.

Amazingly, Natalie wasn't even bothered.

She walked up to Eloise and, with all the confidence of a woman in total control, spanked her really hard.

This took Eloise by complete surprise, and as she opened her mouth to screech, Natalie stuffed the knickers into her mouth.... and strode off.

She had reclaimed the high ground. Eloise would be hers too...

What a good day.

Across town, Natalie stared at the picture of a surprised and splendidly naked Iona in the library.

And it was only just lunchtime.

Natalie was in the teachers' common room. It was busy and chaotic as normal. But she couldn't concentrate on anything her colleagues were saying, so she made her excuses and walked out to the bench she sat on with Sophia the day before.

She was staring into space contemplating what was going on when Sophia plonked herself down next to her.

"Look, sorry Natalie, I woke up this morning feeling horrible. I am not a lesbian, and this whole thing has gone too far for me. If I got your hopes up or led you down any path, I'm sorry. If I was a lesbian, you'd be the first in line, I promise. But I'm not."

Cool as a cucumber, Natalie smiled. "That's OK, Sophia, things have moved on again. My flatmate has replaced you."

Sophia looked a bit shocked...

"That was quick, and I thought I'd moved fast," she laughed. "Be careful, obviously. I know you will, and if I can help. Just ask. I'm happy to be a sounding board. Somebody to talk to...."

And she lent over and kissed Natalie on the cheek and said, "You naughty little thing... go on, tell me what's happened".

"No, I won't," said Natalie. "It's not fair on anyone. Hope you don't mind."

"Sure, I understand," said Sophia and she stood to walk away "you know where I am if you need me." She winked and turned.

She is so cute, thought Natalie as her phone rang.

It was Iona.

"Hello"

"That picture, please delete it."

"Why?"

"Well, I don't have a picture of you naked..."

"You've seen me naked,"

"Yes, but I don't have a picture to look at now."

"That can be rectified," laughed Natalie. She had been worried that Iona was angry... Not at all.

She could still see Sophia walking through the park towards the auditorium building. She set off after her.

"I'll send you one in a moment." Natalie laughed. Hanging up.

She caught up with Sophia.

"Hey... err, there is something you can do."

"Oh yes."

"Take a picture of me... err... naked."

The brazenness took Sophia by surprise.

"OK," she said, "like right here, right now."

"No way," a shocked Natalie started before realising that now Sophia was joking... "now yes, but in there" pointing at the auditorium block.

She knew there was a 'green room' in there for preparation before lectures and that it would be empty as there were no lectures ongoing.

"Come on."

Once in, Natalie locked the door.

She turned and smiled.

As sexily as she could, she stripped off. Shirt, bra, shoes, skirt and tights... standing there naked she handed Sophia her phone.

"Not lewd, sophisticated please."

Sophia laughed "A naked teacher in the green room is never going to be sophisticated. But it can be sexy."

She snapped a couple of pictures before Natalie stuck out her hand asking for the phone back.

She stood there, still naked scrolling through the pictures, trying to find one to send to Iona.

As she did, she realised how horny she felt and how crazy this all was.

Sophia was watching her with amusement.

"Can I get a picture of you please?" Natalie asked

"No, I am not getting naked."

"I don't mean naked. To show Iona who snapped me. She'll ask."

"What, are you nuts... fuck it... Go on then," she smiled. Natalie snapped away.

Like a perfect circle... nearly.

"You know you are dripping wet," said Sophia. "You are a proper exhibitionist, aren't you? I kind of wish I was a lesbian. That would be fun. Can I watch you cum?"

"Fuck, yes, you can..."

She flopped back onto a sofa and spread her legs. She was properly wet, and her pussy was already sounding sloppy.

"I can't believe you are letting me watch. This is so hot," Sophia moved a chair to sit between Natalie's spread legs, her eye captivated by the fingers pumping into the pink mass of pussy before her. The heady smell of arousal combined to intoxicate Sophia, and when Natalie reached her peak, she exploded.... Sophia felt a little cum on her face...

At least that's what she thought as the embarrassment of the situation dawned, and she got up to leave.... She's not a lesbian, she kept telling herself.

Natalie let her out and closed the door.

She called Iona in tears...

"What have I done?" as she explained what happened.... Iona calmed her down; it was the adrenaline.

Iona was sitting having lunch with Eloise in a diner near the library.

"Just clean up. Do your lesson and go straight home. Have a shower and wait for me.... naked."

"Wow," smiled Eloise, not knowing the other side of the conversation.

"I'm not going to tell you what happened, suffice to say very soon you'll be begging for me to sit on your face why the slut Natalie licks your sopping pussy."

Eloise looked shocked but not nearly as shocked at the teenage waitress standing behind Iona.

Iona smiled, "give me Natalie's knickers". And she turned to the waitress.

"Love, if you want this slut to lick you pussy, give me your number."

A flustered teenager turned and left.... Iona knew that Eloise was in a state of total panic, but if she wanted to get up and leave, she could; nothing stopping her. So be it. Iona swivelled back, half expecting Eloise to be getting up to leave.

But no, she was still sat where she was, with Natalie's knickers neatly folded in the palm of her hand and her lunch practically untouched.

"Have I found another slut?" Iona mused.... as she pulled the knickers back on.

Eloise seemed to try and say something, but no words came out of her mouth.

Iona leant back in the booth. She was ready to simply start masturbating at the table... but no. There were other things to do first.

She slipped off her shoe and boldly pushed her foot between Eloise's legs and straight up to her crouch.

Eloise tried to close her legs and push the foot away. But it wasn't a particularly convincing attempt.

"You are putty in my toes," smiled Iona, "spread your legs."

Eloise closed her eyes, "I'm not a lesbian," she muttered, as the foot pushed harder and toes wriggled underneath her. A look of bliss crossing her face...

Iona couldn't resist. She dipped her finger into her own wet cunt, tasting herself. Lucky the diner was quiet.

She dipped again but this time offered her finger to Eloise. Who took it, without a thought.