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, naΓ―ve 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.