Schoolgirl and schoolboy
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Friday
It's a hell of a way to wake up. The sudden falling feeling as you do just that; fall. I'd rolled over and right off the edge of the upper bunk. The resounding thump as I hit the floor woke Lisa. She just blinked and looked at me. There was a sudden knock at the door.
"Are you two alright," Ruth asked through the door.
"Yeah," I replied, my face flushing with embarrassment. "I just found the edge of the bunk the hard way."
"Well," Ruth said, "as long as you're okay. Breakfast will be ready in about thirty minutes."
"Thanks," I said.
I got up and rubbed my butt. That actually hurt quite a bit. No real damage, but you try falling six feet and avoid bruises. Looking over at Lisa, I saw her holding her pillow to her face to muffle her laughs.
"It's okay," I said. "You can laugh. Me falling from the bunk isn't that funny, though."
"Oh," Lisa said. "But the fact that you still have your morning hard-on despite the fall, well, I find that hilarious."
I looked down and sure enough, I had a raging boner.
"Well," I said, "if you'll excuse me, I will go take care of this."
I went into the bathroom and rubbed one out. Sometimes, that's necessary if I want to get rid of the erection quickly. Sure enough, it was only fifteen to twenty seconds after I'd come that I was peeing in the toilet. Both needs attended to, I jumped in the shower and quickly washed myself. I never heard the door open.
"I hope you don't mind," Lisa said, "but I couldn't wait any longer."
She quickly sat on the toilet and relieved herself.
"I'm happy, Mira, that you don't have the nasty habit of pissing on the toilet seat."
"Like that would've been possible. My mother trained me well. The first time she sat on the toilet seat after I'd sprinkled on it, she made me sit down on a wet seat to see how it felt."
"It felt gross, right?"
"Yeah. Ever since then, the seat goes up when I pee and comes back down when I'm done."
"Good doggie," she said with a chuckle. "So nice to know you can be trained."
"Bitch," I said.
Sliding the shower door open, Lisa joined me. Her beautiful naked body got an immediate reaction from my penis.
"I thought you said you were going to take care of this," Lisa said as she wrapped her delicate fingers around the offending organ.
"I did," I said. "I wouldn't have been able to pee, otherwise."
"Then why's it still like this?"
"Not 'still'," I said. "Again. I had it calmed down until some beautiful bitch decided to flaunt her naked body."
"I can't help it," she replied with a chuckle. "Somebody was taking too long in the shower."
I turned my back to the shower head and tipped my head back to soak my hair. Closing my eyes to prevent shampoo getting into them, I started lathering my hair. I decided to ignore Lisa. The sooner I got done, the sooner I'd be able to get out and get dressed.
"I don't know," Lisa said. "It must be a nice naked body to get this kind of reaction."
The next thing I knew, the silly bitch had dropped to her knees and was looking right at my dick.
"It's so red," she said. "It looks painful. Maybe if I give it a kiss."
She kissed the head and I nearly exploded.
"What're you doing," I asked, still blinded by the suds.
"Giving you relief, silly."
She took my penis into her mouth and I was shocked at how nice her tongue felt. I didn't want her to win this so I decided to hold out as long as possible. Maybe I could even get out before she won. Those thoughts were dashed as Lisa inserted two fingers into my pussy.
"Fuck," I muttered as she stroked the inside of my pussy and used her thumb to flick my clit.
That was all it took. I exploded into her mouth as my knees gave out. As I fell to my knees, my penis was pulled from Lisa's mouth, spraying her hair, face, chest, then belly as I reached my second orgasm of the morning.
I knelt there, heaving deep breaths.
"You're a bitch," I said between breaths.
"Who," Lisa asked innocently. "Me?"
After a few moments, I was able to get to my feet again and rinse my hair. Once done, I fled the shower and was almost completely dressed when Lisa returned to the bedroom.
"What the hell was that," I asked in a shaky voice.
"What; the blowjob?"
"I'm sorry, Lisa, but I don't want to risk destroying this friendship by introducing a sexual element to it. I know I find Amy very attractive, but I'm still not sure about where my true sexual preferences lie. I don't want to hurt you."
"Mira," Lisa said with a chuckle as she raised her hand to stop my babbling. "Mira. It was fun. Nothing more. I'm not in love with you. I don't mean to control you. I just wanted to see how you'd react."
"I'm sorry," she continued, "if you didn't like it. If it bothered you, I'm sorry and will never do it again."
"It's not that," I said. "What will your parents think, though, if they knew we were doing such things?"
"What do you mean," she asked. "They already think we're doing those things."
"What?"
"We are teenage girls," Lisa said. "You're fourteen and I'm fifteen. We're discovering our sexuality. They'd be surprised to find out it took this long to do anything."
Fuck.
"This isn't good," I said. "They must think I'm a pervert."
"Do I have to hit you again? Do you really want a handprint on your cheek when we get to school?"
No. I most certainly did not want that. I wasn't looking forward to explaining about the sttches in my cheek. Trying to explain a handprint like that would be more than embarrassing.
"No," I said eagerly.
"Good," she replied. "Now let's go. We won't have time for breakfast if we wait too long."
Sunlight poured in through the kitchen window when we got downstairs. Ruth was sitting at the table, sipping from her cup of coffee. She looked up and smiled as we entered the kitchen.
"Care to explain what happened this morning?"
"What do you mean," I asked.
"That was a horrendous crash from your room. What was that all about?"
"The bed isn't as wide as I thought and I rolled off the edge."
"Oh," she replied, her eyes going wide. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I just fell on my butt. Luckily, I have enough padding to prevent serious damage."
"I see. I just wanted to make sure you don't need to go to the emergency room three days in a row."
"That's mean, Mom," Lisa said. "Besides, the day is young. A lot may happen, yet."
"Wait a moment," I objected. "I'm not that bad, am I?"
"Well," my friend said, shooting me an evil grin, "not if we can keep you away from Renee, Andrew, and your crazy aunt."
"Well, as all three are in jail, I think I should be safe."
"We'll see," Lisa said, knowingly.
"Be nice, Lisa," Ruth said. "I'm sorry, Mira. I'm just teasing you."
Lisa grinned and shoved a mouthful of eggs into her mouth. I followed suit and soon, breakfast was done. We grabbed our bags and went out the front door just as Brian arrived.
"Good morning, ladies," he said. "I see you're all set. Shall we go?"
"Yeah," Lisa said. "Let's get out of here."
"One day left, Mira," Brian said, "I bet you're happy this is almos ... what the hell?"
He just noticed the stitches in my cheek.
I explained about my trip home to get some things, and then about my unplanned trip to the emergency room to get stitches.
"That aunt of yours needs to be locked up," he said angrily.
"She is," I said.
"Well, I hope they keep her there."
"Me too," I said under my breath.
We talked about my week in the program and I had to admit that it was nowhere near as bad as I anticipated. Of course, the lack of an amorous relationship led me to confirm my belief that the propaganda machine was working to promote the program.
Thinking about the conversation Lisa and I had that morning, I looked at Brian. True, men really didn't ignite feelings of lust in me. Penises weren't really impressive. Brian, though, had been very nice to me all week.
I had no illusions. I didn't love him and he didn't love me. I did, however, feel that, if I was going to try sex with a man, I could do far worse than Brian. I just needed to find a way to ask without scaring him off.
"Brian," I said, "I hope you don't take offense, but I need to talk to Lisa alone for a moment."
"No offense taken," he said. "Girl talk really doesn't interest me. I'll wait across the street. When you're done, come on over and we'll go to school."
After he left, I turned to Lisa. She was looking at me with a puzzled expression on her face.
"Private," she asked.
"I need to ask your advice," I said. "Earlier this morning, we were talking about my preferences. I know I'm drawn to women, but I want to try it with a man. I'm thinking about asking Brian to help me."
"Interesting," Lisa said. "He's a good choice."
"He's the only boy I know who hasn't shied away from me after seeing my penis."
"He's a good guy. And, knowing his girlfriend, she just might approve if you don't mind an audience."
"Girlfriend?"
She chuckled.
"Of course," she said. "He's a hunk. There's no way he could get this far without having a girlfriend. But don't worry. She's a bit of a voyeur. She loves watching other people have sex. If you allow her to participate, she'd enjoy it even more."
"Really?"
"Also," Lisa said, "that'd take care of another issue you might have. I know you don't love Brian. You like him, but don't love him. Including his girlfriend will make you feel more comfortable in the knowledge that he's not likely to fall in love with you."
I sighed in relief. She really saw the concerns I had.
"Should I approach him or her?"
"Leave her to me," Lisa said. "She and I have worked together in the past and she is comfortable talking about anything with me."
"Who is she?"
"She is a senior. Her name is Andrea Darling."
I knew her. Well, I knew of her. Luckily for me, she was not my type. Don't get me wrong. She's cute and I wouldn't mind having sex with her, but her appearance is a little unsettling for me. She's the shortest person in the school. At four feet, six inches, she's almost like a pixie. It's hard to believe she's a senior.
"How old is she," I asked.
"She's seventeen."
"She's so tiny."
"And she loves it. She loves playing the little girl. People spoil her rotten."
I thought about it for a moment. She did look like a little girl. No. I had no amorous feelings for her.
"We'd better go," Lisa said suddenly. "Brian's starting to look worried."
Sure enough, he was bouncing between checking his watch and looking at us. We crossed the street and continued on to school.
We made it in plenty of time and I quickly stripped off. Lisa took off on her own, claiming that she had something she had to do. We still had about twenty minutes before homeroom so we went to the cafeteria.
Our cafeteria is like a deli of sorts. You can get almost anything. They have hamburgers, cheeseburgers, fluffernutters, and many other sandwiches. They also offer hot items like spaghetti, mac and cheese, lasagna, and pizza. Prices are pretty low, usually less than five dollars for a sandwich, soda, and dessert (chips, cookies, or candy).
This early in the morning, though, the best we could hope for would be pizza or cold sandwiches. Brian and I each had fluffernutters and milk. He had chocolate milk where I preferred strawberry.
It didn't matter that the school day hadn't officially started. If I was on school property while the school was open, I was available for reasonable requests. Surprisingly, there were quite a few of them.
"They realize that this is their last chance to make requests," Brian said. "Come Monday, you're fully clothed and their opportunities have evaporated."
This appeared to be the case. None of them were really unpleasant, but some were rather embarrassing.
One girl wanted to feel my pussy. She was fascinated that I had no urethral opening there. I explained that I peed through my penis. She thought that was so neat.
"It's so much easier," she said, "isn't it? I mean, I've seen my boyfriend pee before. Just a few shakes and you're done. No need to wipe over and over."
"Over and over," another girl asked. "Jeez, Linda. How much do you pee?"
Linda just flushed scarlet as she thought about the question.
William Hearst made an appearance.
"I'm sorry, Mira," he said. "I haven't been much of a partner for you."
"I understand," I said. "I'm a bit weird."
"Well," he said, "your penis did intimidate me. It isn't often that you find a girl who has a larger penis than you do. Anyway, that wasn't the only thing."
"Oh?"
He looked around nervously. Seeing no one was close enough to overhear him, he continued.
"I'm embarrassed," he whispered. "I'm gay. You confuse me."
Now that was something I hadn't considered. How would a gay man react to a girl with a dick?
"I like your penis," he said, gently rubbing it when no one was watching, "but I don't much care for the rest."
I suppose I should've been insulted, but I wasn't. It was refreshing to have someone be so honest with me.
"I can understand that," I said. "I really don't find men all that appealing."
"You are a lesbian?"
"I don't know," I replied. "I have zero experience with either sex. I am a virgin in both regards."
"Really?"
"Yep. I am more attracted to girls, though. They're softer and prettier. They make my heart beat faster."
The bell rung. Homeroom would start in five minutes. I finished my sandwich and went to the classroom.
The intercom squalked.
"Would Mira Valenova please come to the principal's office?"
With a glance from my homeroom teacher, I left to go to the office.
"Hello, Mira," Miss Harcourt said as I entered the office.
"Hi. I was told to come here."
"Go on into Mr. Phillips' office, dear. He'll be right back."
Going into the office, I took a seat, laying my towel down before I placed my bare butt on the cold seat. Brian waited in the outer office.
After several minutes, Mr. Phillips came in and sat down.
"Good morning, Mira. I received a call from Lisa's mother last night. She explained that you'd had an eventful afternoon."
"You could say that."
"I was wondering how you were coping. I know that you've had some rather disconcerting experiences this week."
"I'm okay. You're right, though. I've had some unpleasant experiences."
"Including your participation in the program?"
"Actually," I said, "that was nowhere near as bad as I'd feared. With the exception of Renee and Andrew, everyone's been very nice to me."
"Renee and Andrew," Mr. Phillips said with a frown. "Well, I've heard from their parents. They won't be returning. They're being charged with attempted rape. With the evidence in police possession, there should be no doubt about it. They'll be sent to a juvenile correction facility."
"I'm not sure how to respond to that, sir."
"Then don't. It's just to let you know that they'll no longer be an issue for you."
"I really don't think I can blame the program for the treatment I received from them. Renee would have acted the same if and when she found out about me. Her friendship with Andrew could've easily led to the treatment I received from him."
"So, how would you characterize the program?"
This took some thought.
"It's neither good, nor bad," I said. "The experience depends on the environment. I was very fortunate. The kids in this school haven't been inclined to give me a difficult time."
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The following day, the kids chosen as the student mentors began arriving right after Kevin and Denise got to the school. Jeremy and Amelia had recruited a number of candidates and Denise had chosen those who she felt were the best for the role—eight sixth-formers to make four mentor teams. After everyone had assembled in the classroom and introductions were done, Denise reviewed the jobs which the mentors would be doing. “Guys,” she said, “your jobs are very fluid, but fall into two areas....
Mary pulled up to the entrance to mall; not believing that she was actually going to be nude in the mall. After being in the mall the day before, being nude in the mall was all she could think about. Last night, she laid in bed, nude and had brought herself to a very satisfying orgasm as she thought about her nude adventure that was coming up. While she was in church with the Rogers, being nude in the mall was all that Mary could think about. If anyone had asked what pastor had talked about,...
My bare ass bounced up, and down on the back seat as we rode down the bumpy gravel road to leave Julie’s trailer park. “So basically our punishment is like Jenny’s training?” Julie asked a little too enthusiastically. I was shocked she was considering this without putting up a fight or an argument. She is lazy, selfish, greedy, and generally just like me only not quite as good at it. I would have slammed the door and walked back into that dump the moment I heard I had to take my skirt off...
That Saturday Kevin met Jeremy at the dojang for their weekly training. “Say, Jeremy,” Kevin said as he pulled on his dobak, your mom mentioned that you’ve gotten involved with writing about social problems.” “Oh yeah, I am,” he replied. “I think that governments and even religions have too much control over how people can treat each other, like when we were talking about honor killing—that’s a religious idea gone haywire, and the Naked in School Program, which is a crazy government...
Thursday I arrived early the following morning, and met up with Ren, so I could pay him for his services. I could tell he was still apprehensive about Principal Morris, so I suggested he speak with her himself after our meeting this morning. Once I was assured that he would be there to protect Tiffany, I headed off to Mrs. Morris's office having no idea what kind of reception I would receive when I arrived there. "May I come in," I asked after knocking? "Certainly Mr. Crothers, should...
“Oh my god, Tom,” Angela exclaimed as she opened the door. “Mom ... they ... tried...” he began, panting. She saw the distress and terror in his face. “I know ... the school just called. I heard what happened,” she told him. “Come in ... tell me ... are you hurt?” “No, don’t ... think so ... but I ... was gonna ... die, Mom! They were gonna kill me...” he began crying. “Tom, you’re okay now, no one’s going to hurt you. Listen, I called Dad when I heard what happened. We don’t have much...
Monday Janet Vargas settled into her office for the day. She had been Principal of Clinton High School for many years but had always hated this task — the annual budget and next year's personnel issues. Books, equipment, paper, pens, replacement desks, replacement chairs, building maintenance, the cafeteria, the list went on and on and on. And personnel! Old teachers retired or transferred, new teachers had to be found and trained, even teachers that stayed on from year-to-year needed skills...
Wednesday I had a terrible time trying to get to sleep that night, and subsequently woke up so late the following morning that I had to skip breakfast. I had seriously considered ditching school today, but I knew that if I did I would either be forced to spend more time in the fucking program, or make good on my threat to drop out of school, which despite what I claimed I really didn't want to do. Thankfully I had just enough time to make a quick pit stop at the local convenient store for a...
It was fairly obvious they had a conversation before I entered the trailer about the goals of Slut Summer School and Honey having a new name for the duration. The problem was that half of them hadn’t paid attention and the other half didn’t really believe it was anything more than a joke. My mom had reiterated that we were there to work and that we were working on new attitudes. She had to tell them we had new names to go with those new attitudes but over the laughter and gawking most people...
Melody Smith's Schooldaysby Eve AdorerChapter 15 – My Vacation Vocation Supremely aroused as I had become holding the divine Deneel in a tender embraceas the ultimate phase of Maiden Mead making had been given over to me,a long tepid shower was needed to lower the summit of my ardour and saveme from the evil compulsion to touch myself. My body came down from its peak of heat but very slowly. My mind continuedlost in the maze of lust for the remainder of the sleepless night through whichI...
That evening I was at Miss Krystal's home with Harmony and First Sergeant Wexford. It was just the four of us. Harmony and I were naked. Miss Krystal wore a pants suit. First Sergeant Wexford was still in uniform. Fish and raw vegetables for dinner, with juice and whole grain bread. Conversation: dinner was mostly conversation. "Scott," Miss Krystal observed, "you've said nothing." "Ma'am, I have nothing constructive to add," I replied. It was a lie—I had said things like pass the...
Several weeks passed; the new year had arrived. Earlier in December, the Program Committee had taken Kevin’s suggestion and sent a video message to school officials. In it, the narrator reviewed each term found in the Program booklet which could be misinterpreted or had become controversial and explained the terms’ precise meanings. They had paid attention to Jeremy’s blog articles, too, and properly and unambiguously defined the terms in question. Also, Denise had met with a few ed school...
December had arrived and everyone in the school was looking forward to the holidays. Once again, the names of several students in Tom’s home room were read out to be that week’s Program participants, so after they reluctantly stood and grudgingly left the classroom to get naked, Tom left for his study area in the library. Some snickers reached his ears as he left the room, so he just turned, made a “yeah, so what” gesture, and left. The two trouble-makers who had threatened to spread rumors...
“Remember when Kate and Keith said they were placed in The Program?” “I do,” said Kevin. “Even though I knew they had to be in The Program before they graduated from middle school, I thought they weren’t going to be selected.” “I’m glad they didn’t have any problems with The Program. Of course, they had plenty of exposure to The Program.” After almost a school year, she was still amazed a program like this was in effect. While she still wasn’t in favor of The Program, it seemed to have a...
When Kevin arrived at the flat later, the teens were still busy with their schoolwork. Not having many classes in common, only history and math, they were working separately. Amelia was working on a literature paper and Jeremy was studying Spanish. Amelia looked up at Kevin as he bent down to kiss her. “Hi, sweetie, how do you feel today?” “Good, Kevin. Going to school is fun again,” she sighed and stretched. “I think that’s all I can do on this essay now.” Jeremy had looked up from his...
Several weeks passed and Tom and Lynette found themselves drawn into more and more school social and extra-curricular events. Tom was running with the cross-country team and their first race date was approaching. Their chorus class was rehearsing for a concert and Lynette had a brief solo in one of the numbers. Their friendship with Roberta and Simon was burgeoning and one day at lunch Roberta asked Lynette about dating. “Lynette, Simon and I’ve noticed that you don’t seem interested in...
“Finally I found you Amanda. I thought we were going to meet at the end of the school day and instead you just ditch me. Do you mind telling me why” Jenny said, the hurt clearly sounding in her voice. Amanda stopped and turned as her friend caught up to her on the street. They were a few blocks from school although not on the route they normally took home. Amanda looked at the sky but if she was hoping for divine intervention to whisk her away or at least inspire her tongue on what to...
Sunday I woke to a bouncing sensation. Opening my eyes, I was treated to the sight of Lisa, completely naked, bouncing up and down on my dick. As with most mornings, I was rock hard. 'Morning stiffness', I've heard it called. "Oh, yes." Lisa whispered. Apparently she hadn't notice that I'd woken up. "Oh, yes," she whispered. "Oh, yes. Oh, fuck me, Mira." I reached up and grasped her boobs. They weren't overly large, but they were very pretty and soft. "Mira," she...
The bumpy gravel road to Julie’s house was driving me crazy with the clit stimulation from the clothespin biting into my body. I had never felt such a precisely annoying yet stimulating pain. I wanted to yank it off, and at the same time, I was enjoying it, and I hated myself for liking it. I didn’t want to be turned on by the sensation of having my clit pinched hard to the point of anguish, but I was squirming and struggling not to play with myself openly. If I could just reach down and...
Mom didn’t ask me again how I was feeling about the new discipline. I had a lot I wanted to say or should have said when I had the opportunity, but I was being stubborn and trying to pretend that I wasn’t phased by any of what we were doing. I know it sounds silly. I was standing on a public beach naked except for body paint in broad daylight holding an umbrella over my mother while I stuck my tits out and held my ass cheeks clenched and looked straight ahead and I pretended that this was...
I woke up feeling the lingering warmth of Brian's lips on mine. When I opened my eyes, however, I was alone, on the floor and sore as all hell. I managed to lever myself up and I was in the shower trying to wake up all the way when Mrs. Redmond told me he was downstairs and they were holding breakfast for me. I looked at my clothes. One uniform skirt and one pair uniform pants — none of my other bottoms fit anymore. I took the skirt because it was easier. Not because I've been told I have...
While Tom and Andrew were out doing their workouts, Angela came to Lynette’s room. “Honey, are you set with the clothing and shoes you’ll need for Europe? You’ll have lots of walking, you know, and you’ll need a nice outfit or two for going to concerts. Let’s check out what you plan to take.” While the two were discussing the clothes Lynette would take, Angela decided to mention her concerns about how Tom and Lynette were behaving together. “Lynette, honey, I’ve noticed that you and Tom...
My mother strutted out of the trailer, wearing nothing at all just like the rest of the girls. I can not imagine what the neighbors thought if they happened to be watching a line of naked girls emerge from this dirty trailer on a warm Florida day. Only Kiwi, Buddy, Lewis, and Jenny had any clothes on when we left. The girls carried all the cleaning supplies in one trip, and we waved at Rooster and Flick before we left. It was pretty evident from their satisfied cat-calls and comments that...
We were listening to Jackson Brown’s “Somebody’s Baby Tonight” when we arrived at the McDonalds near my house. We were all singing along with it and having fun. My mom had been a hard-ass all day, but she was letting us sing “Well, just, a look at that girl with the lights comin’ up in her eyes. She’s got to be somebody’s baby.” Singing in a car full of naked girls made being naked with clothespins on my tits and clit much easier to stand. My mom had made me replace the clothespin on my clit...
"Wake up, Scott," a strange woman said to me. She was cute, naked, and touching me. "I'm awake, ma'am," I said as I looked into her eyes, wondering what color they were. How do I describe a flawless beauty? Yes, I was in lust. "Ma'am, what do I call you?" "Miss Krystal," she replied. "I'm from the Federal Office of Social Awareness. We have been carefully monitoring The Program here at Mackie, but there isn't a full-time officer from Social Awareness assigned to your school. I...