Stacy's Pheromones, Part 5

by Polly Ester

Stacy had to verify it for herself. She walked quickly towards the washroom that she'd used the previous day. When she opened the door she immediately smelled the strong scent of girl cum. There was something strange about it though, she realized. She knew what her cum smelled like, and that familiar scent did fill the room, but mixed in with it was the smell of girl cum from pussies that she didn't recognize. She had a good nose and she guessed that she was smelling the pussy juice of at least 5 or 6 other girls, maybe many more!

Then she heard the whimpering. She stepped inside and saw that there in the corner was a young girl about 10 years old. She had brown hair that came down to her neck, blue eyes, and a few small freckles around her nose. She had completely removed her clothes and was sitting on the floor with her back to the corner, rubbing her hand over her bald pussy and whimpering. The girl's pussy was slick and shiny with her horny juice. She looked up at Stacy and bit her lip.

"Hey," she said breathlessly, "Would you mind possibly.... hahh... hahhh... taking of your clothes? I think you're really.... hahh... sexy...."

Stacy considered saying no. This was crazy! Who'd just take off their clothes to a stranger like that? But one look into the girl's lust filled eyes and she knew there was no way she could deny her. The girl just needed her to be her jill off material too much. And she admitted to herself that it was kind of her fault that the girl was in this mess, so the least she could do would be to help. So she took off her clothes and stood there modeling her nakedness for the girl, who was masturbating furiously to the sight. Stacy's pussy was visibly dripping at this point.

The girl whimpered loudly, "Can I...hahhh.... touch you please?" she asked desperately

Right then the girl could have done anything she wanted to Stacy. "W-which part do you want to touch?"

"Your butt!" she said, "I want to... hahh... feel it sooooo bad!!"

Stacy got on all fours and pointed her ass towards the horny masturbating girl. Her hand was immediately exploring her cheeks and running along her crack. She could hear the girl's breath becoming really ragged as she gasped in lust. Then her hand made its way underneath and ran along her slick pussy all the way up to her clit. Stacy gasped, but the girl's hands weren't very experienced at this and she was more feeling around lustily rather than trying to get Stacy off at all.

She felt the girl shift, and then felt her face against her ass. The girl slurped her cheek and then nestled her nose in her crack as her other hand awkwardly explored her pussy. She looked back to see that the girl's hand was a blur on her own pussy, and she could feel her ragged breaths against her ass cheeks as she came closer and closer to cumming.

"Oh my god!" she was saying, "Feels so good! So... hahh.. good... so good...oh yeah, oh yeah, ohyeahohyeahsogoodsogoodSOGOODSOGOODSOOOOOOOGOOOOOODDDDDDDDD!!!"

She was not thrashing about and wasn't able to keep her hand or face on Stacy's body, but she did the best she could to stay close. Stacy grabbed the girl's hand and pressed it against her slick pussy, and rubbed it around up to her ass cheeks so that she could get a real good feel while she was cumming. It really intensified the girl's experience, her eyes rolled up in her head and she stiffened right up letting out a strangled whimper as more spasms rocked her body. Her girl cum leaked onto the floor. Unlike Stacy's, there was only a small puddle of it, but it added to the smell in the washroom and Stacy suspected that it made her own pussy juice smell even stronger.

Finally the girl's orgasm subsided and she quietly got up, wiped her pussy with some toilet paper from an empty stall, put on her clothes, and wandered drunkenly out with a blank look in her eyes.

Stacy got up, and watched the girl leave. Then she heard more moaning. It was coming from the stall that she'd cum all over. Was somebody else in there the whole time? The door was unlocked and she only hesitated slightly before slowly opening it. 2 girls that she didn't know were in there kissing passionately and fingering each other's pussies. They didn't look up from what they were doing, they were 100% focused and intent on pleasuring each other. Stacy gasped.

Then the door opened and another girl walked in. It was Rebecca from her class. She had long, flowing dark brown hair and wore glasses. Her breasts were very large for her age and all the girls were jealous of them. She stopped for a second as the smell hit her, and she got a glassy expression in her eyes, but then she walked in as if nothing was amiss. Her eyes passed right over the three naked girls as though they weren't even there, even though two of them were very noisily making out. She headed for an empty stall and shut the door. Stacy expected to hear moaning sounds coming from the stall as Rebecca masturbated, but she was surprised to instead hear the mundane sounds of peeing. Then there was the sound of toilet paper being pulled off the roll, and then a flush.

When she came out she still had that glassy eyed stare. This was too weird! She was headed for the sink when Stacy grabbed her arm. Rebecca turned and looked at her and Stacy gulped. She was quiet for a couple of seconds before she brought her thoughts together.

"Hey... um... Rebecca? Don't you notice anything a little odd?"

Rebecca just continued to give her a blank stare. "I'm not sure what you mean." she said in a singsong voice. Then she turned and washed her hands in the sink.

"You don't notice that I'm naked?" Stacy persisted.

Rebecca grabbed a paper towel and turned to look at Stacy. "What a silly thing to say." she said again in her singsong voice, "Why would you be naked?"

Behind Stacy the two lovers were increasing their tempo and their moans were getting very loud. Rebecca acted as if they weren't even there, even as they came very loudly as she finished drying her hands, threw the paper towel into the garbage, and walked out without saying another word.

Stacy watched in astonished silence. "I'm down the rabbit hole" she thought, "This is getting curiouser and curiouser." She turned around and looked at the two lovers, who had sunk to the floor breathing heavily, and still weren't paying her any attention. She quickly pulled on her clothes and left just as the two were shakily grabbing for their own clothes.

Stacy walked down the hall and checked her watch. Class was going to be starting soon. A girl shut a locker in front of her and turned in her direction. It was the 10 year old she'd just met in the washroom. She stopped and stared at her with a strange look on her face.

"Is something wrong?" Stacy asked.

The girl shook her head. "No, I just thought I recognized you from somewhere... " suddenly her face lit up with recognition, "Oh yeah, I think I saw you in a dream! How weird is that?"

"What kind of a dream was it?" Stacy asked, already knowing the answer.

The girl blushed fiercely, "Oh, nothing to talk about... just some weird dream..."

The way the girl was looking at her it was obvious that she was replaying the "dream" in her mind and undressing Stacy with her eyes.

"What's your name?" Stacy asked.

"Allison" she replied.

"Do you have a piece of paper on you Allison?"

Allison ripped a piece of paper off a notepad and handed it to her. Stacy took the paper and pulled a pen out of her pocket. She wrote her name, email address, and phone number on the paper and handed it back to the girl. "You're cute, we should hang out sometime!" she said.

Allison looked at the piece of paper and a look of delight crossed her face. Stacy walked away before the girl could say anything more, her heart was hammering in her chest. She'd never just boldly done something like that before! Somehow she felt a little more confident in her ability to relate to other people.

Her confidence left her when she got back to her classroom, which was filled with the sexy classmates that she'd been fantasizing about practically every day. Then she realized that the next class was sex education, and her heart sped up. She didn't know if she'd be able to handle talk about sexuality without becoming too aroused, even if it was clinical and dry. Maybe they'd talk about STD's, that wouldn't inflame her lust.

She sat down and gripped the corners of her desk hard as she tried to ignore her tingling pussy. Her clit was still engorged from her encounter with Allison in the washroom, and she could feel herself oozing pussy juice and soaking her panties. "Maybe breathing exercises will calm me down" she thought, and tried to take deep calming breaths that she let out very slowly. Her tight grip on the edge of her desk loosened a little, and she felt like she was gaining a measure of control of herself.

Then one of her classmates squeezed between her desk and the one next to her. The classroom was a little undersized and the aisles between the desks was kind of tight. The girl had turned sideways to make it past and her ass brushed right against Stacy's hand. Stacy stiffened in surprise, the girl's pants and panties seemed to be made out of very thin material, and she could clearly feel the girl's ass cheeks in spine tingling detail.

The girl didn't seem to notice, she was busy chatting over her shoulder to her friend who was right behind her. Her friend randomly decided to turn in the opposite direction, and when she got to Stacy's hand it was her pussy that rubbed against it. It's one thing to not notice the back of somebody's hand accidentally rubbing against your ass, it's quite another thing to not notice that happening to your pussy, and the girl stopped for a second and looked down at Stacy's astonished face looking back up.

Now that Stacy had a good look at her, she recognized this girl as her classmate Tanya. Tanya's shorts and panties seemed incredibly thin as well, and Stacy could feel that her middle finger was poking firmly into her slit. She could even feel the nub of her clitoris. She should have pulled her hand away but she was too shocked to move.

Tanya blushed and put her hands up to her mouth with an astonished giggle. "Oh, I'm sorry!" she said as she pulled away.

Stacy just nodded, unable to say anything. She was saved from having to when the teacher came in and everybody took their seats. Their teacher, Mrs. Sweeny, was a blond with shoulder length hair and a-cup breasts. She wad in her mid 20's and wore a plain white blouse and a sensible skirt. She gave handouts to be passed down each aisle. When Stacy got hers she saw that it was a diagram of the female reproductive system. This wasn't good, she thought, it was way too easy to imagine all the flesh parts in there and her pussy was still clenching from the accidental groping she'd just had.

The lecture started but Stacy didn't hear any of it. She was clenching the sides of the desk really tightly now and trying very hard not to squirm. She could feel an orgasm building all of its own accord without her even touching herself. She let out a slight squeak of a moan and her hips undulated, trying to hump her chair to get any kind of friction against her pussy they could. Beads of sweat ran down her face and onto the printout as she tried hard to avoid cumming. This had never happened to her before, how could she cum without masturbating? But she couldn't deny the feeling of the building orgasm in her pussy. Her juices were already leaking out with abandon, and though she didn't know it yet her pheromones were already saturating the classroom and having an effect on everybody inside.

She pried both hands off her desk to cup the crotch of her pants, trying desperately to use pressure on her pussy and hold back an orgasm. She clenched her hands hard but it wasn't working. "Don't cum..." she whispered to herself, "Don't cum don't cum dontcumdontcumDONTCUMDONTCUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!" she clenched up hard, curling into a kind of fetal position with her head against her desk. She squeaked and shuddered and in the back of her mind she realized that she was shaking so much that the desk was rattling against the floor. She felt a great flood of girl cum gush out of her pussy and completely saturate her pants. Still she tried to keep quiet and was only letting out long, low squeaks and shuddering moans as she violently shook.

After a few final shuddering jerks she managed to bring her mind back into focus. She sat up straight, certain that everybody would be staring at her. She was surprised to see that they weren't. Her girl cum had thoroughly soaked her pants and was now pooled around her desk in a distressingly large puddle. How was she going to explain this?

Her classmates all stared straight ahead with glassy eyes. She noticed that several of them already had their hands on their crotches as her pheromones kicked in. Others were squirming and biting their lips.

Even Mrs. Sweeny was affected. Her already glazed eyes hadn't noticed Stacy's obvious cum, but she was still trying to stick to the lesson plan. "And this is the clitoris, " she was saying, "This is the part of the female reproductive system that has all the nerve endings, it's the female analog to the male penis. When a woman becomes excited it can become..... engorged." she took a deep breath at saying the word and scisored her legs.

"The clitoris is the main part of the anatomy that women like to... manipulate in order to satisfy their sexual desires. This is called... m-masturbation." her voice was getting very ragged and husky, and she was scisoring her legs non-stop. She rubbed her hands along her thighs and up to cup her breasts. "I... I think a demonstration would benefit you girls here..."

She knew she was going off the lesson plan, but in her altered state of consciousness what she was about to do seemed to be a perfectly natural progression of events. After all, they say that people learn better through demonstrations, right? So she slowly stripped naked in front of her entire class.

"AS you can see class, " she said, spreading her legs, "my labia and clitoris are... engorged, and my crotch is... slick with lubrication. This means that I am currently... sexually excited. This means that I've been thinking sexual... sexy thoughts and I feel very... very tingly in my clitoris..." she took in a deep breath, "Raise your hand if you've ever... felt really... tingly and horny..."

She said the last part almost in a breathy whisper, but it carried through the classroom and all of the girls raised their hands. Several of them continued to touch their pussies with their other hands. There was a smattering of moans and whimpers. Only Stacy didn't raise her hand, and only because she was so surprised at the turn things had taken.

Mrs. Sweeny licked her lips. "How many of you are.... feeling all tingly and horny right now?" she asked breathlessly. Most of the girls in the class raised their hands at this. Stacy looked around, surprised. Apparently there were a few holdouts. She looked at the girls who hadn't raised their hands. They were all staring with glassy eyes but polite expressions on their faces as though nothing was amiss. One of them was Rebecca, and Stacy remembered suddenly that she didn't get horny when she was in the washroom earlier either. Was she immune? Well, It seemed like her pheromones still affected her... just in a different way. How did that work? she wondered.

Mrs. Sweeny pointed at one of the students with her hand up. It was Tanya. "Tanya, tell the class about how you're feeling right now."

Tanya cleared her throat. "My clitoris is tingling like crazy!"

Mrs. Sweeny rubbed her hands over her bare stomach and thighs. "What kinds of... sexy thoughts are you thinking that are getting you horny?" she asked.

"I was... thinking about how I accidentally rubbed my... vagina against Stacy's hand earlier. I... have a little bit of a crush on her and I really wanted to push harder and hump her hand but I held back and pulled away instead and I've been all tingly and horny ever since! And now that I'm looking at you naked in front of me Mrs. Sweeny I'm so tingly I feel like I'm going to burst!" She had her hands inside her shorts and she was squeezing her legs together and squirming.

Stacy's pussy clenched a little on being reminded about what happened earlier, and she was amazed to learn the kind of effect the accident had had on Tanya. Having just cum, though, she was a little more in control of herself and right now she was incredibly worried. What was she going to do?

"Have you... masturbated before?" Mrs. Sweeny asked huskily.

Tanya nodded, "I do it at least once every day!"

"When did you... start masturbating?"

"A few months ago," Tanya replied, "I was at home in my underwear and fantasizing about... seeing Stacy naked and running my hands over her body... I had to grab my vagina because it was getting really tingly... and soon I couldn't help myself and I was rubbing faster and faster and... and...." Tanya's own writhing was getting rather frenetic as well as she squirmed and humped her hands, and soon she was shuddering as she came.