One veiled night

The moon hung low in the night sky, bathing the grounds of the girls boarding school in a soft, argent light. It was a warm July evening, the students were on school holidays and the campus was almost deserted. But the stillness of the summer night was soon to be interrupted by the passionate encounter of two rival and vying teachers – the wrestling coach, Jody (left), and the cheerleader's coach, Trish (right).

Trish wore only a silk robe, tied loosely at the waist, barely hiding her voluptuous bosom. Her fit body was toned from hours spent in the gym, her muscles defined and tempting. She stood by the open window of her room as she anticipated the arrival of her adversary. Soon enough, naked footsteps could be heard in the hallway, and Jody appeared at the door. She, too, was dressed in a silk robe, hers a deep burgundy that contrasted with her pale skin. The fabric barely contained her curvy figure, hinting at the lush breasts and soft curves that lay beneath.

"Trish," Jody purred, stepping into the room and closing the door behind her. "You look like a slut who's ready to be fucked."

Trish smirked, her confidence matching Jody's. "As do you, darling. Come here, let me make you my bitch."

With hungry steps, they closed the distance between them. Trish's hands reached out, sliding through Jody's robe, grabbing her tightly around the waist. Jody followed suit. Their lips met, soft and warm, their tongues tangling slowly and gently.

"I'm so glad we finally have the campus to ourselves. I was so tired of this cat and mouse game. Now we can compete again in the way that suits us best.", Trish whispered, almost exploding with desire.

"You can't imagine how my impatience was eating me up inside. Every time we bumped into each other in the gym, I wanted to push you down onto one of the mats and outfuck you.", Jody hissed back.

This night was theirs. They hastily took off each other’s robes but broke apart momentarily, taking in the sight of each other's naked bodies, before Trish led Jody over to the bed. Their sweet juices began to flow as they sat down amidst the tangled sheets. Jody positioned her legs between Trish's thighs, spreading them wide to reveal the glistening pink folds of her pussy.

With slow, deliberate tribs, Trish's and Jody's nectars mingled, drawing moans from deep within their throats. Their clits collided and teased each other, circling one another lasciviously. Jody's hips bucked off the bed, grinding her pussy against Trish's as pleasure coiled tightly within them. The room filled with the sounds of their passionate whispers, the wet smacking of their cunts clapping together and the intoxicating scent of desire. The silvery moonlight made their bodies, covered in subtle beads of sweat, shine in an ethereal shimmer, while their aroused clits and their soft labia indulged in a rhythmic martial dance.

As time passed, their movements became faster and their moans louder. In both women, uncontrollable lust had taken over and the orgasms were building up threateningly. With trembling bodies they finally came in a violence that matched the depth of their sexual rivalry. They each reached between their legs and tried to calm their overstimulated pussies, where they felt the wetness of their mixed juices with their slender fingers. Everything inside them was pulsing as the orgasm had knocked them out. Jody and Trish were panting with exhaustion as they lay on their backs staring at the ceiling. They had waited months for this opportunity to duel and it ended in a draw again...for the fifth time.

After a few minutes of silence, Jody pressed her clit back onto Trish's and began slowly circling her hips, after which Trish thought, "Alright, round 2, bitch!".