Roger and Cynthia Naked in SchoolChapter 22
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When the twins’ dad arrived home for dinner, he had news for the family.
“I heard I’ll be getting orders soon. I heard that General Markus recommended me to be lateraled to sergeant major and assigned as the chief NCO at Camp Lejeune. It’s an honor to be selected for such a leadership post.”
“Lateraled?” Ayame questioned.
“Yes, dear. Not an actual promotion because I’m already at the top enlisted pay grade in the Corps. But my rank now is a kind of staff rank, not a command rank. The change to sergeant major is to a command position.”
Sarah asked, “When do you think the orders will come down?”
“I heard I’ll probably need to report in mid-June or July. Say, you know, Lejeune is in North Carolina and not at all far from Atlanta. I’ll probably be assigned there for a couple of years and maybe I’ll retire from there, unless I get selected as the sergeant major of the Marine Corps. That’s really so unlikely,” he laughed. “I haven’t served with the right people and right units to get picked for that post. Anyway, I’ll have 25 years in the Corps next year.”
“That’s a wonderful honor for you, dear,” Sarah said, hugging him. “I hope this’ll be your last tour. I’m looking forward to settling down.”
“Yes, I know, honey. I know all that moving’s been hard on our family. Say, I almost forgot. What’s this problem with Ayame’s name being included in the Program group?”
“Yeah, Dad,” Cynthia said, “Cirota added her name. He told Rog that it was to get back at him.”
“Davis told me that Ayame’s name wasn’t in the random selection list, Dad,” Roger said. “Cirota is doing a lot of stuff that the school doesn’t know about, too.”
“They couldn’t keep holding him in the brig, anyway, so just try to avoid him,” their dad said.
“Yeah, I know. But now I’m really worried about his threatening her, because, um, just a sec, okay?”
He leaned over to Ayame. “Ayame, I’m going to tell Mom and Dad about us,” Roger whispered to her. She nodded.
“Mom, Dad, I want to tell you that I’ve asked Ayame to be my girlfriend. I’ve had really strong feelings for her forever and she likes me too. Since she’s not a blood cousin, I hope you’re both okay with it if we date each other.”
Sgt Denison broke out in a big grin and Sarah exclaimed, “Of course we have no problem with your dating! I’ve seen how Roger looks at you, Ayame. I’m delighted for the two of you. Just how serious are you two about each other? You haven’t...”
“Um, Mom, please don’t get too personal. I only learned how she felt about me a few days ago, when I told her that I always loved her, even as a kid. But we need to see if how we feel is really romantic love, you know?”
“Your dad and I met when he was a high school senior, Roger,” his mom said. “I think you’ll be able to tell if the two of you do feel that kind of love for each other. But you’ve only been together a little over two weeks as adults, so it’s good that you’re moving slowly as far as your budding romance. You need to remember that college is coming, too, and you may need to be apart for a few years.”
Ayame put her arm around Roger’s waist. “Aunt Sarah, we were discussing that. I’ve looked at materials from Avery University in Atlanta that the twins going to and I think to choosing it. Avery offer actually best one of the three that I got. I’m supposed to speak to people from other colleges in two or three weeks when they come to visit our school and I get better idea.”
“You need to make a choice based on what’s best for your future, honey,” Stuart said. “Always keep your long-term goals in mind; don’t eliminate any options until you’ve given them a real close evaluation.”
Ayame giggled. “That’s funny, that’s just what Mom told me yesterday when we had our weekly video-chatting session.”
“How’s my sister doing? Is she enjoying being child-free now?” Sarah remarked.
“Mom and Daddy say they’re having a fun time with me gone. Oh, if you think you’ll be moving, you’ll need to let them know for when they visit this summer, Uncle Stuart,” Ayame exclaimed.
“I’ve already thought of that,” he said. “I sent Richard an email this afternoon telling him to check with me before making any travel plans. That we may be reassigned. He wrote back to tell us good luck. They plan to come beginning of July; that’s his best estimate now based on his project schedule.”
“Did he say for how long?” Ayame asked. “Mom didn’t mention it.”
“Probably three weeks is still what he’s thinking. So, Roger,” Stuart said, turning to his son, “I saw how you reacted when you mentioned Ayame and her Program news. You reminded me of how a momma bear guards her cub, the way you moved toward Ayame. I’m thinking the two of you are quite serious about each other because it reminds me of how I felt when I first began dating your mom.”
Sarah put in, “He’s been smitten with her even as a little one, Stuart. Remember how the three would wrestle—but never did what kids typically do and get mad at each other and wind up fighting?”
“Oh, please, Mom, Dad,” Roger objected, “you’re really embarrassing me. Look, Ayame’s blushing too—Cynthia! Stop smirking!”
“Hey, little bro, the two of you’ve got it real bad, you know. I’ve known forever how much Roger likes Ayame. If you do get together, then I’ll finally get a real sister. How cool would that be!”
“Man, it’s coming from all sides. C’mon, Ayame, let’s leave so we don’t have to take all that teasing.”
“Oh, this is good kind of teasing, Roger. But yes, let’s go somewhere quiet,” she smiled at him.
Cynthia called as they walked out, “And don’t do anything you wouldn’t do in public!” and the three at the table roared in laughter. As they walked into the hall, Ayame and Roger heard Cynthia continue, “Program kids are supposed to have sex in public, you know, and Ayame is on the Program this week...” Another round of laughter rang out.
“Man, I’ll kill her,” Roger grumbled as they went into his room.
“No you won’t; I think you loved that teasing,” Ayame said as she slid into his embrace. “Ooohh, I feel something poking me,” she murmured as she moved her hips against Roger’s taller frame. “Something hard against my belly. Big too.”
Roger groaned. “Please don’t rub against it, darling; you’ll make another mess.”
He pulled her toward the bed and they sat, then fell into another embrace.
“Oh, my wonderful Ayame, I love just holding you close and breathing the scent of your hair and feeling your arms around me. This is so sweet, let’s just kiss...”
After a few minutes of passionate kissing, Ayame passed her hand over Roger’s back, then over his chest and down his belly, coming to rest at his groin.
“My kareshi. My koishii, your body is so all muscles—tight, hard. I love its feeling. I love this hard thing here too,” she said as she grasped his erection through his shorts like she had done the previous evening.
Roger groaned, “Careful, darling, remember what happens...”
Suddenly Ayame pulled on the waistband of his shorts. “I want to see more. I see the naked boys in school; you saw all me before and I want to see,” she insisted as she tried to pull on his shorts.
“Oh, wow, are you sure?”
“Yes! Sure! Take off!”
He raised his hips off the bed and Ayame pulled his shorts down his thighs, together with his briefs. As his briefs were pulled down, Roger’s rock-hard erection was caught in the elastic and then it released, slapping up against his abdomen.
“Oh, my!” Ayame exclaimed with a little giggle. “It’s even bigger now! Oh, I like it,” she said as she wrapped her hand around it.
Roger was gasping for air. “Oh my god, Ayame, oh, that feels so good,” he groaned as Ayame gently slid her little hand up and down his shaft.
Her hand barely fit around it and she watched, fascinated, as the skin over his phallus moved back and forth over the rock-hard tissues lying under the smooth skin.
“Look at how the top moves,” Ayame marveled as she watched his foreskin slide back and forth, alternating between covering and exposing the mushroom-shaped crown of his penis. “What’s happening, what is that?” she asked, pointing to the glans.
Roger could barely talk. He took her wrist and stopped her hand from moving.
“Sweetie, they say that a man can only use one head at a time and now I know exactly what that means. While you’re stroking me like that I can’t even think, let alone speak. That’s my penis head. You must have had biology, sure, I remember your saying you did. Remember the sex part of the class, they must have covered sexual anatomy? The head is the glans and the skin over it is the foreskin or prepuce. I don’t know the Japanese words.”
“Ah, hohi, foreskin, I recall that. The skin is like silk and underneath is so hard. I love how this feels. And it makes me wet and tingly too. Oh, dribble is coming there. Is that your orgasm?”
“Uuunnhh, no darling, it’s precum. Like you get wet between your legs? Leaking from your vagina. You know that word?”
“In below, privates? Gaiinbu? Chitsu?”
“Whatever, never learned those words. Precum is lubrication, like to get ready for sex.”
“Oooooo. Oh, I need to feel you more,” she said and began running her hand up and down again. “This makes me feel so tingly, ooohhh, I like it, oh I feel something—OH!”
She pulled her hand away as a bolt of cum burst out of Roger’s cock, hitting Ayame in the chin and neck. That was followed by several more pulses that decorated her tee shirt as Roger groaned, “Oh, sweetie, I’m sorry, I just lost it. I tried to warn you but I couldn’t speak.”
“Ooh, that was so good to watch happen! So that’s a boy’s orgasm! Does it feel nice?”
“Oh, god, the best! Haven’t you ever had an orgasm?”
“Umm, I think not ... The girls talk about touching gaiinbu between in kuchibiru...”
“You said that word before and I don’t know it. What’s it mean?”
“Sex organ place ... lips between legs. Like parts girls have there with sex organ. I know Japanese words, not English. Hee, hee ... maybe we need have Cindy come demo me like in Program class to teach English words.”
Roger roared in laughter and Ayame joined in. The two of them fell into each other’s arms and were laughing so hard, tears began streaming down their faces. Suddenly the door opened and Cynthia burst in.
“What’s the joke, guys ... oh, shit!” She turned to leave. “Sorry, my bad!”
“Cyn, wait!” Roger called as he pulled a pillow over his lap.
She turned. “Don’t be embarrassed, sis. It’s just Program sex, like you said at the table,” he choked out and Roger and Ayame broke up again, roaring in laughter and holding onto each other.
Cynthia giggled. “Okay, now, so what’s the joke, guys? Oh shit, Ayame, you’ve got his stuff all over you. Just what have you both been doing, anyway?”
The two cracked up again, and when they were able to catch their breath, Ayame answered.
“Aaahhh, oh so funny! I am loosening up. Oh good. Cindy, I made joke. Was a Program joke and wasn’t nervous. Program is making me want to explore, be braver, I think, so maybe part is not so terrible. Ah, I’m not speaking good again. Start over. Roger and I were kissing and then I got braver and wanted to see his parts. I saw all the naked boys in school but none up close and was very curious. So I pulled Roger’s shorts off and he has a wonderful erection and he squirted an orgasm on me.”
“Ayame, maybe that’s TMI for Cyn,” Roger intoned.
“What’s that ‘TMI’?”
“Too Much Information,” Cynthia said, “No it’s not, I’m interested too, stud. That’s how you came on her?”
“Um, she gave me a great hand job; she’s a natural—um, not from experience, you know; that was my first. Say, sis, why the interest?”
“Let’s just say that I think you have a super body, little bro, and I like looking at you. Like I love it when I see you naked. But I have no interest in, like, incest stuff, just so you know. So what was the joke, Ayame?”
“Well, after he, errr, came? the orgasm? Yes, then I said that it makes me feel good in my gaiinbu too and Roger didn’t know the word.”
“Neither do I, honey, what is it?” Cynthia asked.
“That was the joke. Roger said he didn’t know and I said I didn’t know the English words so we needed to have Cindy come and do a demo like they do in the Program classes to teach me the English!”
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by mypenname3000 Copyright 2013 The Devil's Pact Side Story: Cynthia and Vivian's First Webcast Note: This takes place between Chapter 19 and Chapter 20. Follows the characters of Cynthia and Vivian from Chapter 1. “I think we're set, Viv,” Cynthia said as she fiddled with the webcam, aiming it at our bed. A long cable connected the webcam to my laptop, I didn't know what it was called, but the Geek Squad member assured me it was the cable we needed. “How does it look?” I was...
Cynthia was standing at the kitchen sink cleaning up after a Thanksgiving Dinner. As she washed the dishes by hand, she looked out to the dog house and watched as Julie and Teddy cavorted and played around in the yard. She thought back to the slow but complete transformation that the beautiful German girl had made. She remembered those first few days of Julia's training after her night in the bar. Julia had been totally devastated by what had happened to her. When they got her home, she...
Hi all, this is my first story in ISS. Some of you might find it a little long. Please be patient first, a few words about me and my family My name is Ryan Pinto. Basically we are from Goa, but at present, I stay in Greater Kailash, New Delhi with my family which comprises of me, my parents and my elder sister Cynthia. My dad has his own software company which he started in 2008. My mom is a journalist in one of the leading newspapers in the country. I and my sister are both students of...
Incest“We’re in the area where Harriet should be,” Sid said standing up in his stirrups. He looked around the plain without seeing any sign of her. “The grass is pretty tall. She could be sitting down and we’d never see her,” Cynthia said with a worried frown. Her butt hurt from riding so much, but she wasn’t going to complain. Saving the Damsel had become very important to her, and she wasn’t going to be the weak link. “I’m not looking for her. I’m looking to see if there’s some sort of trail...
Tom Pierce and I compared notes about our trip home. Mine was only a little over a half mile after he dropped me off at the gated community, but I made it sound more grueling than his fifteen miles. I told him about the snowdrifts, how I'd had to knock on three doors before Margaret let me in, and that I'd not ventured out of the house again until that morning when I drove Cynthia to work. What I didn't tell him was how it felt to have Cynthia sleep on top of me, how sensitive her breasts...
Almost afraid to touch her, Cynthia poked Sally with a single finger. At least the flesh was still warm. Awed by what she had seen, she looked up at Sid and asked, “Is she alive?” “Yes,” Sid answered with a chuckle. Cynthia had never imagined that anyone could respond so strongly to sex. From the first moment that Sid had touched Sally, the woman had been moaning and thrashing around in the throes of ecstasy. It had been phenomenal. Frowning, she asked, “Will she be okay?” “Yes,” Sid...
This is written in honor of Cynthia @cair4.com Unfortunately, she has disappeared from the web, but she left me with a good feeling about her, and also about me. I was driving from Leadville to Aspen through Independence Pass in a rented black Mercedes Benz. The top was down, and I was enjoying the crisp fall air as the narrow road climbed and twisted toward the summit of the pass. In the valley below me was a chain of beaver ponds that sparkled like an emerald necklace. The leaves of...
Saturday, we studied hard, sometimes together. Then, she went to the hairdresser to get ready. We showed up at the apartment with plenty of time to shower and get ready for the dinner-dance. After greeting me, she said, "I want you to dress and go talk to Laura while I dress. I can't stand to see you impatient or nervous. I'll call you when I'm ready." "Your hair is something to see. I also see your nails. Wow. I'll call Laura to see if it's okay." "Thank you. No need to call her....
As they rode towards town, Sid wondered how he was going to survive living with three such highly sexed women, once he returned to Crossroads. Harriet Librarian was on the verge of a sexual frenzy the likes of which he couldn’t even imagine. Cynthia had turned insatiable. He knew that Sally would want her turn with him, too. He hoped that he would survive that much attention. Harriet turned to Cynthia and asked, “What are you going to do after this adventure is over?” Riding beside the...
Dressed in a translucent gown, Cynthia stood outside the room listening to Harriet’s screams. The noises had started almost immediately upon Sid’s arrival to the room and didn’t seem to be coming to an end. She looked over at Sally and asked, “Is she going to be okay?” “She’s going to be fine. It sounds like she’s got a hair trigger,” Sally said with a smile. “If you say so,” Cynthia said walking over to the couch. She sat down able to hear the sounds just as easily from there. “You’re...
Cynthia Palmer felt betrayed. She had already been raped by two dogs at the hands of two thugs. She thought that she was alone in the world and when she saw her mother she was so excited that she almost forgot how she got there and that she was walking naked with a leash and collar that was being pulled by a guy that had made her screw dogs. Having her mom back made her so excited she wanted to hug her and never let go. She told her mom briefly how she thought she was dead and that she loved...
Note: Takes place between Chapter 19 and Chapter 20. Follows the characters of Cynthia and Vivian from Chapter 1. "I think we're set, Viv," Cynthia said as she fiddled with the webcam, aiming it at our bed. A long cable connected the webcam to my laptop, I didn't know what it was called, but the Geek Squad member assured me it was the cable we needed. "How does it look?" I was sitting on the bed, my laptop before me. The cable worked. The image showed our entire bed and me in my white...
Stepping out of the bank, Cynthia said, “Oh, God! What is that smell?” Smiling at the look of disgust on her face, Sid answered, “That smell is humanity at its unwashed best.” “It is horrible!,” Cynthia said holding her nose. The stench was nearly enough to bring tears to her eyes. “You’ll get used to it. Besides, once we leave town, we’ll leave the smell behind,” Sid said looking around to get his bearings. He spotted the stable at the end of the street. He said, “We’ll go to the stable...
Cynthia was mostly described by her friends and her teachers as "The best little girl you ever did see!" She was probably the brightest 16 year old student the New Delhi Girl's Academy ever had under their tutorledge. Her Father was a recently retired Colonel in the employ of the Golden Star Trading Company headquartered in Calcutta and Istanbul. Her Mother was unfortunately a victim of the typhoid epidemic that swept the coastal regions of India almost a decade prior. In less than a year,...
I was touring Delhi sometime back on work and as usual stayed at my classmates’ house who was a doctor with a famous hospital there. He had a lovely wife who looked younger and more curvy each time I met her. It amazed me always as to how was she able to maintain a perfect body. I used to jerk off thinking of Cynthia each time I spent the night at their house. This time too, I reached there and went to my usual room for the night. David ( Cynthia’s husband) told me that he has an emergency to...
I had planned on going down to Florida for about three months. About three weeks before I was supposed to leave, my present girlfriend, Sofia, asked me to do her a big favor. She said that her mother wanted to go and see her sister who also lived down in Florida. Rather than let her take the bus which would have made it a very long ride, her mother didn’t like to fly, could I let her ride down with me. Sofia and I had been friends for two years and sexual partners for about 7 months. We worked...
They both ate the popovers, neither having tasted them before. A woman from Maine had taught me to make them, among other goodies. Cynthia said, "Damn, Charles, I'm glad you don't make these all the time. I'd never stop eating them." "Good. I won't make them often, but this is a celebration. It's too early for champagne, although I could have made mimosas." Laura said, "No. Coffee's fine. This is a celebration. I hope everyone feels as good as I do." We agreed that the night...