Summary Of Adrianne's Boundering

Adrianne stood daydreaming in the classroom. The religious instructor droned on and on to Adrianne's students about the morality of sexuality.

"The devil will take your idle fingers and criss-cross your body with sinful desire! You must resist his wicked attempts to twist you to his perversity!" he shrieked.

Someone ought to twist you and criss-cross your body, Adrianne thought. Maybe a solid rogering would take that sanctimonious stick out of your ass.

Adrianne had been working at the conservative Catholic school for almost six years now, and aside from the religious components to the day-to-day, it was a good gig. It paid well, and the fervor and zealous nature of culture meant she had to do very little in the way of behavior management.
Adrianne had woken up confused and half-naked, and within an hour had two of the most intense orgasms of her life - from another woman. Adrianne only had a couple of (relatively) chaste relationships with men in her university years and had always considered herself to be heterosexual. However, looking at Phaidra's taut skin and firm musculature as water cascaded over her perky breasts...well, Adrianne thought she might need to rethink her identity. At least a bit. The memory of Phaidra's tongue dancing across her clit...

"Boys! Do not be fooled! A woman who touches herself defiles us all with her presence. If she rings the devil's doorbell, you must not answer!"

The drivel spewing from this idiot's mouth was almost more than she could stand, but luckily the school bell's ringing prevented her from saying something she might have regretted later. Adrianne dismissed her class and did her best to ignore the obnoxious pastor on the way out. She had something better to look forward to.

After their little encounter in the shower, they had gotten dressed and stood for a moment considering one another. Adrianne was toweling off her hair when Phaidra had sidled up to her and squeezed her ass. She squealed in surprise and batted away her hand.

"Let me finish drying off, would you?" Adrianne chastised.

Phaidra just grinned at
She initially dismissed it and was almost inclined to pretend it had never happened. Adrianne's previous sexual forays had ended poorly and barely even masturbated anymore since her last breakup. Her ex-boyfriend was a jerk who had slapped her after a session of heavy petting - they had been making out in his bedroom, hands excitedly exploring the other's body. After rubbing her hands against his pants for less than a minute, she suddenly found her hand covered in a sticky patch. When she'd asked him if he'd come already, he grew red with rage and backhanded her.

Adrianne's previous boyfriend hadn't been much better. His trigger went off with even less effort, and afterward he'd tell her 'he was done'. She'd be left frustrated and angry. Adrianne was not inclined to risk further humiliation or cruelty from selfish pricks.

However, the more Adrianne thought about it, the more her curiosity was aroused. Phaidra didn't just want to be pleasured - she wanted Adrianne's pleasure. Phaidra had fingerfucked her and eaten her out just to see Adrianne come. She had to admit that there was a satisfaction in watching the other girl orgasm too, and she wondered what Phaidra meant at the end of the shower -

"I'll just have to find some other way to fuck