Sinning

Title: Sinning

Author: “Scarlette77”

Disclaimer: I own both characters. Within this story there lies angst, lesbian Catholic schoolgirl sex, and guilt.

A/N: In case you’re a little slow, anything with *’s around it are Shelia’s thoughts. Also, if you spot any errors in spelling/grammer etc, please let me know.

What they look like:

Nicole: Tall, with blonde hair and light blue eyes. Full lips, a pug nose, and a gorgeous body.

Shelia: Medium height, short red hair and green eyes. She has a few freckles across her nose and cheeks.

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When I walked into the bathroom to do my second-period makeup check, I was just expecting to go in, maybe put on some more powder, and go back to class. Little did I suspect that Nicole Caleb, the beautiful blond who sits in front of me in homeroom, would be there, masturbating.

There she was, her hand in her skirt, her blue eyes shut tight. She was making soft moaning sounds, and despite myself, I was becoming very turned on as I watched her.

If she knew I was there, then she didn’t care, because she kept rubbing herself. I watched, awestruck, as her left hand crept into her shirt and she started to rub her breasts under the green fabric.

I stood there, looking at here (she was wedged between the last sink and the wall), as she touched herself. Her moans grew louder as she leaned up against the wall. My heart was pounding.

What I wanted to do was keep watching this pretty thing rub off, but I knew it was my duty to speak up and let her know I was here. I would have felt too guilty otherwise. Besides, masturbation was a sin, and I couldn’t let Nicole drown in sin as I already had.


*Freak. Sinner. Wait until your parents find out, Shelia. They’ll kill you. And you deserve to be dead*


I cleared my throat, but that didn’t get her attention. She just kept stroking herself, and moaning so sexily, and I was sure she was ready to have an orgasm. “Um...Nicole...” I whispered, touching her arm lightly.

Her blue eyes snapped open and she jumped back. “Sheila! What are you...uh...I...” She pulled her hands out of her skirt and wiped them on her pant leg. “I was....I had an itch!” She exclaimed.

“Oh. Okay.” I tried to turn my eyes towards the mirror, away from her blushing face, but I couldn’t.

“You...do you...don’t you...” She left it at that, her full, pink lips open slightly.

“Yeah.” I said, softly. I drug myself away from her and slipped into the nearest stall. I heard her turn on the water, press the soap dispenser, and sigh. I pressed myself against the stall wall, panting silently.

Then she asked me, with an obvious quiver in her voice, “So...who do you think about when...uh...you know...”

“Just...kids from school. And celebrities, I guess.\"

“Oh.” I heard the water stop and Nicole pumping the towel dispenser.

I wasn’t going to the bathroom, in fact, I was standing up, my hands under my skirt. Nicole had turned me on so much that I, too, needed release. “Who do you...uh...think about?” I asked, pressing my pointer finger against my throbbing clit.

All the while, terrible thoughts rushed through my mind.

*You’re going to Hell for this, Shelia, you dirty, foul dyke*


Nicole said nothing for a moment, and then, hesitantly replied to my question with one word. “You.”

I stopped touching myself, my hand frozen my place. “Huh?”

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.” She said. I pulled my hand out from my panties, unlocked the door and stepped into the main bathroom.

“Don’t be sorry.” I said. Nicole smiled at me. I knew what I was feeling was horrible, immoral, disgusting, but I couldn’t help it. I moved in one swift motion in front of Nicole, pushing her up against the wall. “I think about you too.”

“Shelia...” Nicole started, but I silenced her with my tongue. I’d never french kissed anybody before, but from Nicole’s moan, I knew that I must have been okay at it. “I never thought you were a lesbian, too.” Nicole said when I pulled away.

“I...I never thought I was either.”

I kissed her again, on her gorgeous lips and then her slender, long neck, leaving a trail of kisses down to her collarbone. “This is wrong...” She whimpered.

“I know.” I said, feeling close to tears. “I know it is.”

We kissed and touched for a few moments longer, exploring each other’s bodies. I was still belittling myself silently.


*You sick, perverted slut. How can you desire this other girl? Sinful whore*


“Uh...Shelia...do you mind if I...do something to you?” She asked, naively, blushing.

“No...”

Nicole smiled and reached up under my skirt, pausing for a moment at my soaked panties. “Did I do that to you?”

“Uh-huh.” I replied, caressing her nipples, which were sticking up from her shirt.

Nicole touched me, her inexperienced hands teasing me. “Mmm...Nicky...” I moaned, and she dipped her finger deeper into my hole, her eyes meeting mine.

“Yes...please, Nicky.” I gasped as she moved her finger faster. Just when I would burst, Nicky stopped touching me, drew back her hands, and gave me a fiendish smile.

I stare at her. “What...?”

Before I could say another word, Nicole’s hand was back to my pussy, but this time her hand was curled into a fist. She rubbed me with her hand balled up this way, and the sensation was unreal.

Lost in her touches, I had forgotten until now to reciprocate. “Nicky...let me...lay you down.”

Nicole lied down, and I undressed her. Her body was just as I imagined it would be. The light coloured hair of her pussy shown with her juices, and her breasts her large and round.


*Sinner!*


I bent down before her and she arched her back up in lust. “Shelia, fuck me, please fuck me.” She sobbed, tears forming in her eyes. I took of my own clothing and she touched me again, resting her finger inside of me.

I pulled away and lie down, on top of her, my pussy in her face. I let my tongue slide into her delicate pussy, tasting her. She started to eat me out as well, accidentally nipping me and causing great amounts of pleasure and pain.

I climaxed before she did, and it was the best orgasm I had ever experienced. My entire body trembled.

Although she knew I was spent, Nicole kept licking me until she too reached her orgasm. We lie there a few moments longer, with me resting my head on the back of Nicole’s thigh.

“We’re...going to be late for class.” She mumbled. I got off of her and straightened out, put my clothes back on, and I helped to dress her as well.

“I...thank you. I’ll call you.” She said to me, catching my lips in a quick kiss before she ran out of the bathroom. I closed my eyes and sighed.


We never spoke to each other again.