Note: if you haven't already, read Gunther Gets Some Ch. 01, which is a prequel to this story.
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Despite her desire for discretion so that she could have Gunther's thick cock and talented tongue all to herself, it was because of Tiffany that somebody eventually found out about their secret sexual relationship. There were more than a handful of people from their high school who also attended Moony Uni but it happened to be someone that they both knew who put two and two together and realized what was going on. Bernice was friends with Gunther and acquainted with Tiffany and her self-serving ways. She also happened to live in the same dorm as Tiffany.
One evening as Bernice passed Tiffany's room, she heard passionate moaning through the closed door and couldn't help but pause momentarily. It wasn't that she was surprised that Tiffany was having sex in her dorm room; it was more the authenticity of the passion that she was hearing in Tiffany's voice. The real surprise came when she definitely and distinctly heard Tiffany moaning "Oh my God, Gunther." There was only one Gunther and Bernice was immediately disappointed that, as she saw it, Tiffany had defiled innocent, naïve Gunther. As she stormed back to her own dorm room, she also found herself disappointed in Gunther for succumbing to Tiffany's libidinous desires and undoubtedly self-serving motives.
Back in her own dorm room, as Bernice was sulking over her discovery, she started to realize a couple of things. First, the only way that she'd found out that Tiffany and Gunther were intimate was by accident so neither of them was making it a point to publicize their relationship. The other thing she realized was that Gunther must obviously be really good at sex to make Tiffany, who undoubtedly was more experienced, moan the way that she did. As she considered what Gunther could have been doing to make Tiffany moan, a number of thoughts occurred to her and she couldn't help but visualize them: Gunther with his hand up under Tiffany's skirt, inside her panties; Gunther with his face between Tiffany's spread legs, licking her pussy; Gunther slipping his thick, hard cock into Tiffany's pussy. Before she even realized she was doing it, Bernice had started to massage her own pussy through her pants and panties. When it occurred to her what she was doing, she initially stopped then quickly thought "fuck it" and slipped her hand down her pants and into her panties.
Even though she was a virgin, Bernice had experienced many orgasms since she'd discovered how to provide them to herself. She was horny most of the time but, like Gunther, she was pretty nerdy and therefore mostly invisible to the opposite sex. She'd thought about propositioning Gunther before so part of her disappointment was that he'd found somebody else before she'd managed to pluck up the courage. As she massaged her clit, she wasn't thinking about Gunther doing Tiffany; she was thinking about Gunther doing her. She was visualizing him with a hard cock, undressing for her and stroking it; she was thinking about gripping his cock then wrapping her lips around it; she was imagining him over her, guiding his cock into her. Finally, with a stifled moan, she started cumming, her entire body shaking. She continued stroking her clit as she came long and hard, only slipping her hand out of her panties once she'd finished. As she sat there recovering, she made a decision to go ahead and see if Gunther was interested in making her feel pleasure the way he'd clearly been able to for Tiffany.
Since she saw Gunther on a regular basis, once she was ready to proposition him, it was just a matter of also finding a time when her roommate wouldn't be around to interrupt. When Dez took off for a couple of days, Bernice invited Gunther to come to their dorm room, which wasn't likely to appear unusual since they'd been friends for so long. She made tea for them and, after a bit of drinking tea and making small talk, Bernice finally just came out with it.
"Gunther," she said, "I was passing Tiffany's room recently and I heard her moaning your name."
"Oh, uh," Gunther stammered, while blushing furiously, "see, the thing is..."
"Easy, Gunther," she said, "I don't want to know what was going on or how it started but I am very interested in the idea of feeling something that will make me moan that passionately. Would you be interested in helping me feel something like that?"
Gunther couldn't believe his good fortune, that not only was Tiffany interested in sexual activity with him, but now Bernice apparently was, too. He didn't think that Tiffany would be put out if he shared what she'd helped him learn as long as it didn't interfere when she wanted him pleasuring her. There was no possible way that he could turn down this opportunity so he knew he'd just need to continue to be discreet.
"I don't know a lot, actually," he replied, "I'm still learning but, yeah, Tiffany seems happy with my progress."
"Maybe you can just show me what you do know," Bernice suggested, "and we can figure out anything else together."
They set their tea aside and stood, facing each other. He leaned in to kiss her and reached for her tits, caressing them through her blouse and feeling her hard nipples. She had never made out with a boy before so they spent a few minutes practicing while he continued to fondle her tits. Once she seemed to have it fully grasped, he started to unbutton her blouse, revealing what she considered her sexiest bra, because it had both a print and lace. She was pleased that it caught his attention and, as she let her blouse slide down her arms, he was caressing her tits through it. Once her blouse had hit the floor, she unfastened and unzipped the back of her long skirt, then let that drop to her ankles. When Gunther realized that she was standing there before him in just matching bra and panties, he stopped and stepped back, admiring her body. She wasn't built quite like Tiffany but he was still rock hard.
"You look great," he finally said.
"Given that I assume you've seen Tiffany like this," she replied, "that is a huge compliment."
He moved in close to kiss her again, his hands going to her ass and caressing it through her panties. She was completely wet by that point but she liked that things were moving slowly because she was confident that he'd ultimately end up taking care of her and would patiently show her how to take care of him. He soon brought his hands up from her ass to the clasp of her bra and skillfully unhooked it, obviously having had some practice. He backed up as he slid it down her arms, revealing her tits. They weren't as big as Tiffany's but they were perky and she appreciated that his gaze was fixed upon them as he let her bra drop to the floor. He then brought his hands to them, caressing the soft, smooth flesh before lowering his head to lick and suck her hard nipples. She let out her first moan, though it was a soft one, as he alternated from one tit to the other. This moan may have been what inspired him to continue on, dropping one hand down from her tits to the front of her panties, where he lightly massaged her pussy through them.
Rather than slip his hand into her panties, Gunther ended up dropping to his knees and slowly sliding her panties down to reveal her neatly groomed, light brown bush. Once he'd helped her step out of her panties, she was fully naked and he took a moment to admire her body, happy for the opportunity to see it after so many years of knowing her. Seeing the smile on his face as he was looking up and down her body definitely gave her confidence a boost, knowing that he'd also seen Tiffany naked. He stood then led her closer to her nearby bed and had her sit on the edge of it. Kneeling before her again, first he kissed her as he fondled her perky tits, then he kissed his way down to lick and suck her nipples again. Finally, he continued kissing further south as she leaned back, spreading her legs. Since this was only the second pussy that Gunther had seen in person and up close, he took a moment to admire it before running his tongue along her slit, causing her to moan.
By this point, he'd had enough practice with Tiffany that he knew pretty well what worked best to provide the highest level of pleasure. He proceeded with the assumption that what worked on Tiffany would also work well on Bernice. Based on her reactions, his assumption seemed to be a safe one. He ran his tongue along her slit, lapping up her pungent juices, before slipping a finger into her snug pussy. As he slid his finger in and out, he began to lick and suck her clit, making her moan even louder and writhe even more. He found that there was a subtle difference in the way Bernice tasted compared to Tiffany but nothing specific that he could put his finger on. Their pussies seemed to be comparably wet but he felt like Bernice's was just a bit more snug, though that may just have been because he assumed she was a virgin and Tiffany was more experienced.
He could feel Bernice beginning to tense up, which he'd learned was a telltale sign of an imminent orgasm. He was happy that she was enjoying his efforts as much as Tiffany typically did, not only because he wanted to provide her with a high level of pleasure but also because, if she experienced a high level of pleasure, he was more likely to be invited back to eat her pussy again. As much as he'd been enjoying eating Tiffany's pussy, and fucking her and having her suck his cock, he certainly wasn't going to miss out on an opportunity to eat more pussy and whatever came along with it. He wasn't surprised when Bernice suddenly gasped and started shaking so he just kept up what he was doing while she was cumming. Her orgasm appeared to be pretty intense and went on pretty long, both of which were exactly as Gunther had hoped.
When she appeared to have finished cumming, Gunther continued to eat her since she didn't indicate for him to stop. He was enjoying having his face buried in her pussy and was going to savor the opportunity for as long as he could. No sooner had she sighed when she'd finished cumming than she was starting to writhe and moan again. She'd have been fine if he'd raised his head, indicating that he was done, but since he didn't, she was going to enjoy this new experience as much as possible. The build-up to her second orgasm was even quicker than the first but just as pleasurable and, when she came a second time, the intensity was at least equal if not even better. Given that, she couldn't bear to stop him once it had run its course and he didn't make any move to stop anyway. The build-up to her third orgasm was about the same as the second but, as that one washed over her, she realized that her head might explode if she had him continue to a fourth. Somewhat reluctantly, she had him stop once she'd finished cumming for the third time.
"Gunther, that was amazing," she told him, "you are incredibly good at that."
"I guess part of it is because I enjoy doing it," he replied, "so I'm glad to have somebody else to do it for."
"If your talent became well known," she said, "you'd have willing women lining up at your door."
"I don't know about that," he replied, blushing, "but thanks anyway."
"How about if we get you as naked as I am now," she suggested so he stood and removed his shirt as she watched. As he unfastened his belt and opened his pants, her attention dropped down, eager to see his cock since she'd never seen one in real life before. When he pushed his pants and underwear down low enough for it to spring out, she immediately sat up and reached for it, gently stroking his stiff shaft. He continued to strip off his jeans while enjoying the feeling of her hand gripping his tool and was soon as naked as she was. She moved so that he could lie on her bed, his stiff cock pointed at the ceiling, while she retrieved one of the condoms she'd stashed away for this very moment. She tore open the packet then rolled the condom over his long, thick shaft, which felt surprisingly good to him, never having worn one before. She steeled her reserve, ready to lose her virginity, then straddled him and lowered herself onto his cock.
