Title: Alandra Naked in School - Wednesday (24,481 words)
Author: Tenyari
Part: 3
Universe: Naked in School
Keywords: NiS, exhib, voy, naked, ff, mf, viol
Summary: School troublemaker Alandra Cabrera finds herself forced to attend school naked after she is drafted into a new sweeping social program.
Copyright: April 29, 2004 - all rights reversed.
THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR ADULT READING ONLY
This story is based around the Naked in School series. See the Monday chapter for information on finding previous episodes in the series.
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I woke up early Wednesday morning, to find the batteries dead on the dildo. Oh well, that was no surprise. I couldn't remember if it was in me when I fell asleep or not - I doubt it - but it was on the floor when I woke.
I looked through my drawers, trying to find something to wear. Everything felt confining - a weight on my shoulders, a pull against my legs, and itch here or there - that sort of thing. So instead I just went out into the living room and sat down. The box to the game the twins were playing was still out; something called "Tenyari's Tale". According to the box you played a redhead who woke up in a strange world - trying to find out who you were and if you really belonged or not. I don't know why she was naked, but it seemed to be part of some new 'ND-X' teen label - nudity and sex. Go figure, the Program was even invading video games. I flipped on the TV to see some naked newscaster telling me it would be a little colder today outside. Well fuck, I still couldn't figure out what to wear - none it felt comfortable.
Remembering something from my reading last night, I went to check Pa's pills. We always kept them in a little day divider. No skips, no days missing. Not in either set. Still I figured I'd watch when he got up to make sure.
That got me thinking - so far this week I'd been doing all my homework. I never did shit like that. Well, I did most of it, but still... I guess this Program was working in one way - I didn't want to get called up and be the stupid naked chick in front of class.
There was mail on the counter, still unopened - a letter from Social Services that might be important. I looked on the calendar we kept by the fridge; an appointment with Samantha Thursday. How long had the letter been there? Opening it, it was pretty much a reminder. Fuck it Pa, you gotta stay on track of this shit. The rest of the mail didn't seem important so I just pushed it aside for a bowl of cereal.
Rosa came in while I was eating. "Shit Alani - you gonna keep strutting 'round like that?"
"Fuck off Rosa... Eat something will ya?" I said. "Here." I passed her the cereal.
"Pa bought milk?" she asked.
"No stupid, it's from my own tits!" I said hefting them up, and she made a face like she believed me. "It's in the fridge..."
Rosa poured a bowl and sat down. "You went to bed early last night."
"Long day. This Program shit wears you out." I said.
"Looks fun to me. You shoulda seen May in the halls yesterday..." She said.
"I heard..." I said.
"I can't fuck'n belief it, she used to just sit there." Rosa said.
"Shy May... Not anymore I s'pose." I said with a giggle.
"Hey..." Rosa began.
"Yeah?" I said.
"What about you? That stuff got you psycho yet?" She asked.
"I ain't been fuck'n 'round if that's what you mean, but it does get you worked up." I said. "What's with this new video game?" I pointed to the living room.
"I think Manuel likes it more - it's mostly T'nA" She said.
"No shit. I saw it last night." I said.
"The graphics on that get pretty real." She said, poking a finger through a hole she made with her other hand and giving me a dirty smile.
"Program shit." I said "It's gett'n into everything." I finished my bowl. "Your up early." I said.
"You woke me up. 'sides, maybe I can get past Manuel's save in the game before school." She said, heading out to the living room.
I figured I should shower and get ready. I thought about May while I was in there, but then a song came on the radio and I thought about Pa. It was some old song from the 80s. Culture Club, I knew the band 'cause Pa liked them a lot.
We love and we never tell
What places our hearts in the wishing well
Love leads us into the stream
And it's sink or swim
Like it's always been
And I keep on loving you
It's the only thing to do
When the angel sings
There are greater things
Can I give them all to you
'Victims' was the song's name. Pa said it was about AIDS - 'fore anyone knew why everybody was dying so fast.
"Hey, you fuck'n off in there?" I heard Rosa call in from the living room. I'd slammed my fist into the shower wall - the song made me think about things we tried to ignore. I waited till the water washed away my tears before getting out.
"You ok?" Rosa asked when I came into the hall. Manuel was standing there in his underwear, just waking up.
"I was thinking about..." I said, looking down the hall past them.
"Oh." She said. I think she'd heard a bit of the music, cause she just left back to her game.
"What?" Manuel asked. "Hey you done in there?" he said.
I waved him through.
"Put someth'n on dammit. You look like some kinda slut."
"Fuck off Manuel; I don't need your shit right now." I said. I went into my room and sat down. It was still pretty early, but I got my bag ready and looked outside - slightly overcast, the news bitch was probably right.
"Damn Rosa, you're kick'n my ass in this thing." I heard Manuel call out a few minutes later. I just sat on my bed thinking.
Pa was still asleep when I left. I opened the door. "Shit, it's cold."
"Yeah well, so the naked slut says." Manuel called back.
"Fuck you twerp, get your ass to school." I said, going back to my room. I got a coat and put it on, along with some sandals - stuff I could drop easy enough. I picked up the dildo, shrugged, and wore it like Ms. Magante did - on a waist chain. Maybe I could get some batteries before school. When I stepped out again the twins were already a block down. I didn't bother catching up. I ran into Rick and Rubin at the corner some of us all met up at before school.
"Yo A.C." Rick called out. Looking at my tits he added; "I see it's still hang'n well."
"Hey guys." I said.
"You looked pissed." Rubin said, handing me a smoke. "Twins?" and he nodded his head down the block where they were walking away.
I shrugged. "Not really, only kinda."
We walked for a bit, then Rick said "My sister gets on my nerves sometimes..."
"Hey how'd it go last night?" I asked Rubin, remembering he'd had a date with some chick we ran into over the weekend.
"I fucked the bitch and her friend Gina." he said.
"Damn," Rick said "How do you do it?"
Rubin shrugged. "Been getting easier since this Program kicked off."
"You gonna see her again?" Rick said.
"It's just pussy." Rubin answered. "Like I give a shit."
"Hey!" I said; just as the wind blew open my coat.
"Not like you A.C., you're... you know what I mean." Rubin said.
"She does have a damn fine cunt though." Rick said, cupping his hand over my pussy where the coat was open.
"Hey..." I said again, shooting fake daggers at them with my eyes. They both shoved me around a bit, and I punched Rubin in the arm. It's good to have a crew like that; my mood was a lot better by the time we got to school - even if I felt my clit was gonna freeze off from all the times my coat blew open. We did manage to hit a 'stop and rob' on the way there and get a set of batteries. I got a spare set as well - never know...
We didn't meet up with Marcy till just before we hit campus. Everyone followed me to the south entrance. We were still a little early, but in time to see May's first fuck of the day. Some guy I didn't know was doing her doggie style on the lawn, despite the cold. I think he was a junior and also in the Program - he looked kinda familiar. Ms. Magante was just watching them along with everyone else. There weren't any other teachers or staff around.
"Oh... yeah, fuck me man! Harder!" May called out as we walked up.
"Yo what up May?" I said, acting like nothing was going on.
"Shit..." Rick said, adjusting his pants. "You gotta stop making me think of you as a pussy May."
May tossed her hair back. "It's fuck'n cold guys - we had to warm up."
I laughed. May always made sense in some twisted sort of way. "Figured I'd just keep the coat till we had to go in." I said.
"Fuck that" The guy said.
"No... Fuck this!" May said, pounding back at him. "It's a lot more fun."
"Oh shit yeah!" He yelled, cumming in her. He pulled out, thanked her, and got up, going over to his own crowd and high-fiving a buddy as they all laughed.
"Ah man... I didn't cum yet." She said as she rolled over and began working her pussy with her new dildo - worn just like me and Magante's. "Damn battery died last night." She added.
"Here." There went my spare batteries. "Mine kicked out last night, left it on after I fell asleep."
May looked tired. "Sleep? Oh yeah... I didn't get to sleep till 3 last night, when it kicked out on me." She paused in her ministrations to put in the batteries.
"Your parents didn't say anything?" Rick asked, casually watching her work her pussy.
"I think I need to get laid again." Rubin said, looking around for 'stray cats' as he called them lone girls that were easy pickings. Rubin always said 'guys try to talk each other into getting laid, but girls try to talk each out of it go for the loners'. I'm not sure, but he might'a been right I didn't really start getting laid until I started hanging out with the guys, even though it wasn't them I was fucking.
"Fuck... Her parents?" Marcy said. "They probably watched; the whole family together, all naked in the living room." May just smiled back. Thing was, Marcy was probably right. I know May's mom worked nude, and her parents had some kind of 'modern understanding'. If Rubin was looking for pussy, he could probably get it there - not that he ever would.
We saw Kevin coming up the alley about ten minutes before bell and went to meet him. "Yo Kev', I need to drop my coat in your car." I said, and we all wandered off the school. I put it in the trunk, along with Rubin's smokes and my sandals. "Shit! Let's get inside. My nipples are cold." I said. They were sticking out like acorns, and about as hard. The guys watched as I tried to rub some warmth into them.
"Not that cold." Rick said.
"You're not the naked chick." Me and May said as we got our bags, went through the metal detectors at the gate again, and ran back to school.
They wouldn't open the main door yet; so we sat around for a few minutes outside, watching people come in. This was the part where the naked kids tended to put on a show for everyone and people had all kinds of requests - but it was cold and even May was giving people hard looks before they got too close. Instead she sat in Rubin's lap and let him wrap her in his coat. I did the same with Rick. Kevin and Marcy huddled in to help us stay warm. The bell hadn't rung yet so fuck the Program rules. We learned Ms. Magante had at least one item in her wardrobe - a trench coat which she didn't bother to close in the front.
"What're they gonna do in winter?" Marcy wondered.
"Fuck if I know. I hope I don't get picked then." Rick said.
A lot of the freshmen nudes were getting felt up - not tough enough to stare people off in the cold. I saw Ricky from the halls yesterday fingering one of the girls. He had a talent for that - I think word was spreading. "I don't get it." Rick said in my ear. "Most guys have to chase a girl down to do an 'RR' on her, but they line up to chase him down."
"Who would you rather get a blow from, Jenny Larson or Mary Blyne?" I asked.
"That's a no brainer." Kevin called over.
"Yeah no shit, give me Jenny any day." Rubin said.
"Well that little geek's our Jenny." I said, pointing to Ricky who at that moment was ramming his fingers into the freshman girl hard and fast. For her part, she was reduced to gasping squeals and leaning on him for support. "That's probably the best cum that little girl's ever had." Rick was going to have a little wet stain on his pants... watching that was getting to me.
"What? Ricky? Damn that kid knows to work it. Slow when it needs to be slow, fast when it needs to be fast. Hard or soft - he just seems to know better than my own hands," May said.
Just before bell some kid got it in his head to fuck around with us. He grabbed my bag and made a run for it laughing. I was on my feet in seconds as he ran for the west gate. I heard Ms. Magante call out behind me as I followed him. Whoever he was, I was just itching to pound him into the ground. Fuck the cold, I was hot with anger. He got almost to the gate, laughing his little punk head off and teasing me with the bag, when Harrison came around the corner with a teacher I didn't know and stopped him cold. I heard the first bell ring.
"I'm not late." I said to Harrison.
Harrison just took my bag and dropped it there, then grabbed the kid and hauled him off with a look at me. "You're lucky I was here." He said, and not to me. Harrison knew the drill but the freshman punk didn't. "Do me a favor - forget his face." He said as he passed me by.
"Who's face?" I said. We both knew I could outrun that kid. I was just waiting for the gate. Off school grounds I could beat the kid into a pulp - and as long as nobody called the cops, the school couldn't do shit.
Wouldn't be the first time either. Harrison tossed the kid loose outside the south entrance and continued walking in. "Turn up the fu... the heat in here Mr. H." I said, as I passed by Harrison on my way in the main door. "I'm gonna freeze my nipples off..."
He just looked around for a second then said; "Oh."
I heard Ms. Magante add from somewhere behind me "That's a good idea, we can't have any Program kids catching colds."
I actually did manage to get in to class before the last bell. May and Rubin were waiting for me just inside, and we walked to class together.
So we all saw her together. Fatima was dressed almost like a normal teen. No long dress, just jeans and a long t-shirt. Not the kind most girls wore that showed off your belly, but a tuck in. She still had a head scarf on though.
"Hey..." May said.
"Yeah, what's up?" I said, and she looked at the ceiling. "No. Why're you wearing that?"
"Father found the book I bought. My uncle and he had a fight." Fatima smiled. "They made a compromise. Uncle's the older one. My brother and I get to take Arabic class."
"You've got a brother?" Rubin asked.
"He's only ten." She said. "Uncle also said we need to live more like Americans. We need to learn to be comfortable here, but without giving up who we are. Father says we shouldn't give up anything, that any change is too much." She looked at her clothes. "Uncle won."
"Well it's nice, but those jeans barely fit you." I said.
"My cousin's." Fatima said.
From there study hall was just study hall, till I noticed her wince when she moved in her chair. I raised my hand. "Don, we need to go to the bathroom." I said, pointing to me and Fatima - who looked confused. Mr. Jackson, Don, had been trying to find a good angle on May's cunt. I'd caught him watching and he knew it, so it was no problem getting a set of hall passes. "Come on." I said, grabbing her arm.
"May, spread your legs more..." I whispered as I left. She just grinned, catching on quick.
"Ok. What's going on?" I asked when we got in the restroom.
"I don't...?" she began, until the door started to open.
Some kid peeped his head in and I said; "It's closed."
He started to come in anyway, saying "I think I may have a request." As he looked at my clit ring.
I shoved the door on him. "It's closed." I said.
I heard something about 'bitch' on the other side of the door, but I ignored it. I just stared down Fatima with a hard look till she broke. "I... My father..." She began, before turning her back to me and lifting her shirt. I saw bruises in long lines.
"Fuck..." I said. "What are you going to do?"
"I don't know... Uncle talks to him. Says it's not like the old country, he can't do this anymore. Uncle says they'll take me away." She said.
"They will. You tell anyone this shit and you're history." I said. "Fuck!"
"You shouldn't say that word..." She said as she lowered her shirt.
I laughed. "You think your uncle can deal with it?"
"It's getting better, but when he saw the book he was furious." She said.
"But, I thought it was your holy book? Like a Bible?" I asked.
"Yes. But he feels it's heresy to translate it. He's very... traditional..." She said. "Uncle stopped him, and then they went to talk." She looked me over and continued "They chose to send us to school to learn Arabic, but also let me keep the book. Uncle showed my father his own translated copy. He says we can't expect people here to understand us if we don't translate our book for them."
I nodded. "Makes sense. My Pa says they used to do mass in Latin, people just came and did the rituals, but nobody really had any understanding or real faith."
"Father says he never needed the words diluted. He feels we should only hear it as it was written." She said.
"Yeah, well, you can find Catholics who still think that too." I said "But it don't do anyone any good unless you know Latin. Or Arabic I guess."
We went back to class. Figured I'd tell May later, and she had the sense to let me.
After class the gang split in the hall. "Hey, can you pose for us?" The voice was familiar; I turned around to see two guys and a girl. The guys were dressed normal, but the girl had one of those oval cutout shirts to leave her tits out. "It's me, Calvin." The familiar voice said, and then I recognized him as the boy with the greasy hands who'd cleaned up on Tuesday. Today he was clean again, and he smelled like vanilla perfume. I guess I really got to him.
I assumed the standard 'Program position' with my legs slightly spread and my hands up behind my head to push out my tits. "You get that at the mall?" I asked the girl.
"Yeah, isn't it nice?" She said, as she lifted up her breasts. Calvin's other friend put a hand on each of our breasts.
"You're both so soft." He said. "Wow. They feel so wonderful."
"If you think that's cool, get a load of this." Calvin said, as he ran a finger through my slit, then into my vagina.
"You don't mind?" The girl asked.
"It's the Program." I said, holding my position but cocking my hips forward. "You can wear that?" I asked her.
"Can I touch it?" the girl asked. "The dress code lets me go nude; I figure this is less than that."
"Sure, I don't mind." I said. She wasn't like Jennifer. She looked more like a girl who'd never seen another girl's pussy up close. She reached down and spread my labia, then looked in close.
"Wow." She said, "I didn't know it looked like that in there."
I had to giggle at that. "You've never used a mirror?" I asked.
"No." she said, putting a finger inside to trace along it, causing me to shudder.
"What's this for?" Calvin's other friend pointed to the dildo.
"Oh..." I sighed. Then to the girl; "well, give it a try; get to know your own pussy." Then I got an idea. "Invite them along." I dropped my hands to point at Calvin and the other boy. "As for that, it helps a girl get 'relief'."
"I think that Program lady has one." Calvin said. "What do you do with it?"
I wondered if these kids had brains. "Put it in me." I said, not meaning it as a command, but the girl took it that way. She took it from the other boy and pushed it up against me. "Gently, you've got to work it in."
"Oh." She said.
"Haven't you ever...?" I began, then realized she was just as inexperienced with her body as these boys were.
"You mean like this?" She ran it along me -gathering wetness- then slowly slid it in.
"Oh... Yeah... exactly like that." Then the first bell rang for next period. "Shit. Well guys, gotta get to class." Break between classes was a little longer this year, but we couldn't just stand here forever. We broke apart and I ran for Civics. I think Magante would've been proud to see that encounter.
It was time for Civics with Mrs. Jacobs, and I didn't even bother sitting down. I was a little late so I just went up to her desk and she just smiled and patted down a spot for me to sit. "Don't make a habit of it Ms. Cabrera." Was all she said about my tardiness.
"I got held up on an 'RR'." I said.
"'RR'?" She asked.
"One of those Program 'Reasonable Requests'." I answered.
"Oh. Ok." She looked me over, then added; "Well I wanted to go over last night's reading. But first, it looks like Ms. Cabrera has supplied us with another topic once again." Mrs. Jacobs picked up the dildo hanging from my waist chain. "Oh!" she said, dropping it. I grinned as she went for a tissue. "I... see..." she said.
"Yeah; 'RR'." I said back with a giggle. "Unfortunately they didn't finish." The class broke out in laughter.
"Well... Class, what do you think? Seems we have two questions. First, do you think this 'toy' serves as a violation of the nudity Alandra is supposed to be adhering to? Second, should Program activity be allowed to interfere with class time - such as Alandra being a little late due to a student's request?"
A girl in the back raised her hand and started in with "I think it's disgusting, and it's not jewelry or a bag or anything I remember reading as allowed. Unless she uses it to store a tampon..."
At which she was interrupted by a bunch of boys calling out "Ew..." and "Gross..." or "That's sick..."
"Class let her finish." Mrs. Jacobs said.
"I think she means that unless it was some kind of case to hold things I needed, I shouldn't be allowed to wear it like this." I said.
"Yeah..." the girl in back said.
We discussed that for a while, with most of the class feeling I was in violation, until Kevin pointed out that Ms. Magante wore one. After that everyone was unsure.
As Max put it "Doesn't she basically represent everything the Program's about? If she wears one, I just don't know."
"She even uses it during school, on herself of course." I said.
"Are you sure?" Mrs. Jacobs said in surprise.
"She told me so." I said. "Look, if she tells me to take it off I will, but until then it stays right here." I said, holding it up. I noticed it had managed to dry.
"Well yes, but it does pose an interesting question on the details of rules. As you can see class, a lot of times a rule might seem clear but get confusing in actual practice." Mrs. Jacobs said. "Now about my second question, should Alandra, or any Program participant for that matter, be excused from minor violations if the only reason it happened was following another rule - such as with the Program's 'Reasonable Requests'?" She even wrote that one on the board.
"Kevin, can you write that in my notebook?" I asked, getting down long enough to kick my bag over to him - he was sitting in the circle facing me; 'cunt's eye view'.
Max raised his hand and said "You know, half that so called Reasonable stuff isn't at all reasonable."
"No shit..." I said, then saw Mrs. Jacobs raise her eyebrows at me and said; "Uh, I mean, like yeah. The stuff I get asked to do seems pretty wild."
"And it's getting worse." A boy in back I didn't know called out.
"People are fuc... um, screwing in the halls." The girl from before said. "It's just gross."
"Yes well, the Program does seem to be escalating." Mrs. Jacobs said. "But that's not our question."
"So on the rule thing, I don't think you can just say it. I think it depends." Kevin said.
"Couldn't she have told them she had to go to class?" Max said. Thanks Max...
We sent that question back and forth for a while, and I was pretty sure I'd get busted for being late at the end of it, but Mrs. Jacobs never put a tardy mark by my name, instead she thanked me for providing the discussion. Go figure.
We actually did get to talking about the reading. So I guess doing my homework wasn't a waste. Especially when I found she was making sure I said something on every question.
We talked about the nudity laws, and their supposed Constitutional background. After the ERA passed there'd been a challenge in several states over different dress codes - how men didn't have to wear shirts but women did. Actually that had started years before, and supposedly even in the 1990s women could go topless in states like New York - even though most of them neither knew about it nor desired to. With the new law, there was a segment that strove for rigid equal standards, and they sort of lost control over their own movement. In short order the challenges went to grounds of self expression and even freedom from religious laws. So now women had somehow ended up with a supposed 'right' to be nude, but men had been clamped down upon as a 'sight offensive and harassing' to women. Kind of a liberal backfire against another liberal faction.
Kevin raised his hand at one point. "I'm sorry Mrs. Jacobs, but that's just complete bullshit. If we're equal in the law now, we should be actually equal. This men and women are different crap from those Program Liberals is just f'd up."
"Well... I'll excuse the language Mr. Douglas, this time; 'cause I understand you're emotional over this. Perhaps we should look more at the whole idea of different but equal."
She went pretty far into the past on that one. Before the 1960's separate but equal had been the word of the day to keep the races apart. Everyone had believed it bullshit then, and personally I thought it bullshit now. "Perhaps in time this case of it will go the same way that one did." She added.
The Program Liberals had argued the difference was provable - just look at basic biology. I could understand that if you needed to account for pregnancy or someth'n, but not on a social issue. Mrs. Jacobs said; "Society has long found the female form to beautiful, but the male form to be shocking and even 'dangerous'. Even as women were oppressed it was felt to be because of that beauty."
I had to raise my hand, and being right next to her on the desk I pretty much just spoke up "But, isn't this doing the same thing? I read last night that some women even have to go naked now like in stores. That just seems like oppression all over again."
"Yeah..." Kevin said, and a bunch of boys gave him nasty looks. "I'm just saying, sure I like it; but A.C.'s right."
"And what about this relief crap?" I asked. "I get pretty worked up like this, being on display and getting 'handled' everywhere I go. Boys like Ray in my writing class get to get their rocks off and use class time for it. Me, I gotta suffer."
"Yeah, it's not fair!" A girl I think named Brenda called out.
"I'm telling you, I could use a good fuck right now." I said.
Mrs. Jacobs thought for a moment, then pulled out some of her literature. "Well according to the teacher's guidelines on the Program," They got separate guidelines? I had to get my hands on that; "the desire is to get you girls worked up. It says that we've done a lot to repress female sexuality in past, and the Program felt that forcing up tension levels while denying release would create something of a breaking point in the participants."
"That's fucked up." I said. "I mean... sorry. 'Bout the language. It's still fu.. it's not right."
"Well as 'f'd up' as it might seem to be," she began "it does seem to work. We've had several cases of girls loosening up their inhibitions quite severely as a result of Program participation."
And then she went in for the kill "Just look at the first set of participants - some of them went on to be quite wild. I believe one even went in for a 'group activity'" Interesting wording I thought, why not just call it a gang-bang. "And don't you have a friend?" Don't go there Mrs. Jacobs... "What's her name?" She looked at a memo of some kind. "Ah yes, Ms. Mei Hua Qian I believe?"
"Don't even..." Kevin started, looking mad.
"You talk'n bout May?" I said. "Shit, you people are passing notes on her? You think it's a good thing that a girl has absolutely no thought to who and when she fucks?"
"Damn..." Max said, and I could see drool forming in the back of his mind.
"You stay the fuck away from May." Kevin said to him, although we both knew it was pointless. May had lost control, but I don't think we even thought about it until that moment.
Mrs. Jacobs looked a little shamed; I guess that's why she let us get away with the language.
Something occurred to me "It's like a drug." I said. "What's she gonna do when she can't get a fix?"
Mrs. Jacobs said "Well, that's the goal of the 'New Great Society'; at least as far as what we've seen so far. I guess some of you take issue with it." She was standing next to me, and where nobody could see behind us she squeezed my hand. I guess she understood - she just couldn't risk her job by admitting she had the same concerns.
Discussion continued, going to other aspects of the Program, but I could see me and Kevin both weren't paying as much attention. Mrs. Jacobs picked up on it too - and went easy on the questions she sent my way - only asking stuff I could answer without thinking.
As we all left after the bell she called for me to stay a moment. "Alandra; I'm sorry. I thought..."
"Why? Don't we have any privacy?" I asked.
"We were told you were all proud of May, and her participation." She said.
"What the hell's going on?" I asked.
"Here." She handed the memo over. I looked at it; it was Ms. Magante talking about the successes of the Program, using May as one of her examples. "You didn't read that, understand."
"Is it really like that?" I said.
"Thirty one teachers were 'let go' in the district last year, all for disputing the Program. We just lost our wrestling coach yesterday morning. I don't plan on being next, even if I agree in his case." She said. I gave her back the memo.
Fucking Civics class. It was amazing stuff, but it always spooked the shit out of me.
In the hall of course, I got assaulted by the usual sea of hands. Naturally being the only one spooked at this time of day, everyone else was horny, touchy, and demanding. I got felt up good and hard, then they discovered what the dildo was for, and how to turn it on, and I was done for. If I'd not been so wound up from Civics class I might have had my game - I might have been able to put a stop to it, or at least take faces for later. It may be an 'RR' this week but that didn't mean I couldn't kick your ass at the mall next week.
But that wasn't to be. Not only that but I could see Ms. Magante watch as she passed me in the halls - a feral smile on her face. At least that's how I took it.
By the time the bell rang I was seconds away from my third cum. I ran off to Creative Writing, feeling like an angry bitch in heat.
And I ran right into Ray outside the door. I pounced on him. Ray's dick in hand, I pulled him into the room whispering something to the effect of "You need relief."
"Looks more like you who needs it." He said back. I just turned and smiled, he didn't look like he had any objections.
Sandra was already there, up front waiting for him to get in, I wasn't about to give that bitch a chance to get what was mine. "I'm going to help Ray with his relief again today." I called out.
"Ray?" Mr. Turner asked. Ray just shrugged with a smile, looking down at the hand that held his cock - my hand. "Well then, as soon as the bell rings."
"No fuck'n way! It's my turn." Sandra said. I started pumping Ray's cock to better claim my prize - but not too fast as I had my own needs in mind.
"It looks like the matter has already been decided, Ms. Beckett." The teacher said. She looked mad; I could see a fight coming, but not now. She took her seat.
I let go of the dick I had hold of, sat on Mr. Turner's desk and spread my legs wide. I could do splits, so I got them all the way out there as I pushed my hips forwards. "I think you know where that belongs." I said, pointing to Ray's cock.
There were gasps from some of the other girls in class, and a few boys were like - "no fuck'n fair man, that's hella wacked." Mr. Turner spurted something about going too far, but I told him to check the pamphlet.
Not that I was about to wait or anything - most guys can barely last more than a minute or two; but with a five minute max I wasn't going to gamble on Ray. I was in this for me and I wanted to cum on that dick. As soon as he was close enough I grabbed his ass one handed and pulled him in, then quickly slid his cock where it belonged with my other hand.
Once I had him in me discussion was over. Ray's dick took charge of the situation and he started stroking away. "Fuck yeah..." I said. "Make me cum..." I needed it bad, after that run through the hallway. I was pissed off, turned on, and in need of a release of my own.
Ray picked up his tempo, grunting into me as his hands came down to run tenderly along my hips - which felt absolutely wonderful, like he was guiding the sensations in my pussy up my body. I moaned and shut my eyes briefly, content to be finally getting fucked after three days running around naked.
"Ms. Cabrera, this relief is for Mr. Williams not you." I heard Mr. Turner say. I wanted to flip him off and say as much, but I just grunted in tempo to a shove from Ray.
"I think he's doing well enough;" someone in the class called out to mixed chuckles and giggling.
"Why the black guys get all the fine chicks? Shouldn't be any niggers in the Program..." I heard from somewhere else. Black? If I remembered right Ray was only a quarter African American. He was lighter than me... I looked up but couldn't place the voice; otherwise it would'a been ass kicking time after school.
"I want to know who said that." Mr. Turner said in a hard voice, but no hands went up and nobody was about to tattle. "As for you two, three minutes left." He said, looking down at Ray's cock pushing into my pussy. He had a longing look on his face, and I almost lost my build up when I imagined not Ray, but Mr. Turner in his plaid suit and combed over hair pounding into me. But then I looked up and saw Ray's green eyes glazed over, and those wiry muscles and strong abs flexing as he worked my pussy with his cock.
I pulled my legs in from the split and wrapped them around Ray. "Come on Ray; shoot it in me, nice and deep. Get it all the way up me." That would get him going; guys went for shit like that.
Then he reached down and touched my clit. Or more precisely, he gently tugged and diddled my piercing - sending me up and over. I'd hit my plateau, and I was riding it for all I could. I screamed out my release as I came on his cock. I could feel the contractions in me tugging on Ray, and that sent him over. "Oh fuck!" He called out as he shot a load of his cum deep inside me. We still had time, or so I guessed, so Ray kept pumping in me at a slightly slower pace as he calmed down. When he pulled out he turned around to the class and said; "Now that's what I call getting relief."
I stood up and most of the class clapped and cheered. Only Sandra had a scowl on her face, and she wasn't the voice I'd heard earlier. Several people had their hands down under their desks working away, and even Mr. Turner was adjusting his pants. I sighed and got off the desk, but I paused in front of Sandra before sitting down. I reached into my pussy getting my fingers nice and wet with Ray and my juices, then flicked it in her face and said "This was you wanted?" I sat down, feeling a lot better. Sandra however looked furious.
I don't think the class ever really recovered from that moment. Everyone was pretty distracted and while Mr. Turner tried to talk about some short story project he wanted us to do almost everyone was just looking at Ray, Sandra, and I with hunger in their eyes. Maybe giving and getting relief like that wasn't such a good idea after all, though it sure was fun.
At the half hour he put us in the same groups we'd had the day before, and told us to talk about what kinds of stories we liked to read. Everyone in my group was talking sex, and hands kept wandering over my body from anyone close enough to reach - whether I was looking or not. They'd back off anytime Mr. Turner looked our way, but otherwise I got felt up pretty good.
Not that I really minded. After fucking Ray I had a strong calming mood going through me, and all the hands just felt soothingly sensuous. They started in my cunt and tits, but even my legs, arms, and back got something of a massage. I kind of felt like a cat being petted - I guess I'm a pussy after all. It really helped me get past the spooking I'd faced in Civics. Near the end of class I was just sitting there almost purring with a smile on my face as Mr. Turner passed back our writings from Tuesday.
I read the notes he made as I left. He said I had potential and seemed to understand structure, but that I needed to get my homework done at home, not in class.
Go figure huh?
After that it was off to gymnastics - fortunately not wrestling today. Sandra and I both had the same class twice in a row, so we kind of got stuck in the halls together.
"Bitch." She said, "he was mine today."
"I didn't a see a signup sheet taped to his dick." I said. "'sides, you've got Handy Henry."
Coming out of the building to cross the alley we heard a slapping noise, only to see Ricky Montico sitting on the bench by the gym with a naked freshman bent over his lap. Not the same one as this morning, although that girl was standing next to them. He was spanking her!
"What the fuck?" I said - then saw the look on her face as he went for her cunt with his free hand.
The other girl called out "Come on, it's my turn Jenny..."
"You got him this morning." Jenny called back as we passed. Ricky looked up to check us out.
"Who's your friend A.C.?" He asked.
"This bitch?" I said, but Sandra stopped to chat as I made my way inside.
Melinda was already there, standing between all the gymnastics guys and getting into her birthday best. "You don't have to be on this end." I said, grabbing the cock of a boy next to her just as he stepped out of his clothes and idly pumping away at it.
"You kidding?" She said. "I wouldn't miss this for the world." She reached over and put a hand on my clit, lightly brushing my piercing. "I, uh, saw you at the mall last night."
"Oh?" I dropped the cock and looked at her "Why didn't you come over?"
"Um..." She let my clit go and thought, "Well, your gang was all there, and I..."
"We won't bite. Well, May might, but I have a feeling you'd like the way she bites." I said.
"Yo you ain't gonna finish me off?" Some cock with a guy attached to it said.
"Hey we're having a conversation here." I said, still keeping me eye on Melinda as she finished undressing. "Hey can I put this in your locker?" I offered my bag and the dildo I kept on the waist chain. She took the dildo with wonder, and tossed it and the bag in with her stuff.
"You've gotta let me try that out later. May's your Chinese friend right?" She said.
"Yeah," I said; "that's May."
"Let it go Mark" someone, I think one of boys who'd diddled me in the shower yesterday, said. "She'll be good for it later."
There was a pause, then Mark said. "Sure. No offense, catch ya later A.C."
"No prob." I said, then to Melinda as the boys walked off "Guys always think it'll fall off or something if they can't cum. Ready for Gymnastics?"
She laughed. "Sure. It's not really my thing, but I'm game if it's fun."
"You'll like it." I said, as we went into the gym.
Ms. Moore called roll from two lists, I learned Melinda's last name was something like Nogas - she told me she was Polish when I asked later. Sandra was late, and got busted for it. She looked freshly fucked though, so I doubt she gave a shit. Ms. Moore gave a speech on gym safety and proper use of the equipment. She assigned some of the kids who'd been in gymnastics before as regular spotters for the equipment and various exercises.
"Is that the girl who..?" Melinda started.
"Sandra Beckett. Yeah, she's trying to start shit with me. Didn't know she'd been in gymnastics before." Ms. Moore had just picked her to be a spotter on the uneven bars for the next couple weeks, along with some girl named Carly I didn't know.
"What's up with that?" Melinda asked.
"Got me." I said. "She's got some kinda Program complex going - want's to be super slut or something."
"Better watch out on the unevens." She said.
"If she tries shit, she'll get what's coming." I said. "Me and my crew'll fuck her up good."
Ms. Moore has us do stretches, and then went through some basic goals of gymnastics. I got a lot of looks helping Melinda do splits. She talked about developing posture, strength, endurance, balance, and a bunch of other shit. Then she had all the girls line up at the balance beam and put the boys on the mat around it. We had to walk across and back over the beam with our arms out while she noted our balance and made corrections. I got through easy, but Melinda fell halfway back and was caught by some of the boys who'd been told to spot us and keep anyone from getting hurt.
"OK that's enough of that; let her go now." Ms. Moore said to the three guys who'd caught Melinda and decided it was time for a thorough inspection of her injuries. Not that I think she'd bruised her tits falling on her butt...
"Aw, do they have to?" Melinda said, getting up. I rolled my eyes; I needed to introduce this girl to May.
The guys did do a good job of spotting though all those naked girls walking above them sure got their attention. Not that it was any different when they had their turn on the beam. As for Sandra, she went across the beam perfectly, and did a flip of some kind coming off. Her need to show me up there won over her desire to fall into the arms of the boys below.
Ms. Moore, in what I guess was an effort to get us 'into it' did her own walk on the beam, and fell into a hand stand with splits halfway across, rolling out of it to stand on the beam again. Wow, that was pretty cool I guess. When she did the splits every guy in the room and half us girls locked eyes onto her cunt which was spread wide open even if way above us sitting on the mat.
When class was over we hit the showers. Just like last time most of the class split apart by sex, but a few of us hung out in the middle. Sandra, Melinda, me, and a few other girls along with twice as many guys. Most of them were acting kinda creepy... Sandra let Mark take her from behind doggie style while she leaned towards the shower wall. Henry grabbed a new girl for the day. Melinda and I took one of the gymnastics boys who wasn't too top heavy and put him on the floor. I rode the saddle while she sat on his face.
We were close to a drain and I could see somebody's 'mess' stuck in the grate. "Ew..." I said.
"Guess we're not the only class gett'n it on." Melinda said, though since we had lunch after we had more time.
Ms. Moore walked right by it all and didn't even bother to slow down. She just called back "Have fun kids, I'll see you all tomorrow."
"Oh... hmn... shit yeah." Sandra called out in orgasmic response. I guess we really wouldn't get busted for this kind of shit; cause Ms. Moore just giggled back from somewhere down the hall. I'd have to take PE again in the spring.
Melinda kept moving close to me, and once I was really into it riding that cock she reached across and went to town on my breasts. "Oooo, he's got a good tongue." She said. What the hell I figured, and matched her. I even let her kiss me tongues and all. That was weird, as I'd never tongued a girl before. Maybe May was on to something...
I had a brief thought of keeping Melinda for myself, but let it pass quickly. May would love to meet a girl like this, and she was cool enough that I could handle hang'n with her too.
I think the dick we used went by the name of John or something. Whatever, we'd see him in class tomorrow. He'd probably want a repeat, and I'd probably let him now and then for class at least, as long as he didn't get any stupid ideas about ownership.
At the locker I grabbed my bag and put my little waist chain back on. Melinda looked at me, looked at her clothes, and then said "Fuck it" tossing her skirt in her bag and leaving the rest behind.
We walked out nude together. I invited Melinda to go with us to lunch, figuring on introducing her to May. We smacked right into Saul Peterson as he came running around the hall. A pile of books with monsters on the covers and funny looking dice went scattering all over the floor. As Melinda went to help him I could hear my sister Rosa laughing from somewhere back where he'd come from. Manuel's voice followed with "Fuck'n geek. Got him good."
Saul looked up at us, spooked, then scurried away when he saw me. Melinda called out "Hey your books!" and he snatched them and ran.
"What a waste." I said.
"Him?" Melinda said. "Show me a guy that knows how to use what's he's got and I'll show you a girl with a strap-on."
"A what? I dunno..." I said. "Like, some of them..."
"Yeah, like maybe. But him, like give that thing to me and I'd put it to good use." She said with a giggle and a gesture.
"He's a fucking cunt tease, that's what he is. I hear some girl actually did try to jump him during his week." I said, as we came out into the quad. "Damn it's still hella cold out here."
"That was me." She said as she shivered. "I figured it had to be good for something. Hung like a freak'n horse and too fuck'd up scared to use it." She paused. "Not that I'd like, give up my cunt for one of those thingies though."
I laughed. "No shit. Hey, there's the gang." She tensed up so I added; "They're cool, only May bites but like I said..."
"I'll like how she bites, yeah what'd you mean by that?" She said.
We all hooked up and hit the lunch line. I introduced Melinda just as Fatima came timidly into the line. "She's kinda like you May..." I said; looking at the 'X' pattern of the arrows May's had made out of her pubes. "If you get my meaning..." Rick went and brought Fatima over to us nobody questioned our letting her cut in.
May and Melinda took one long look at each other then broke out into the biggest grins I'd ever seen. It was weird, May almost squealed and then ran into Melinda's space and they got all touchy feely.
"What the fuck is that?" Kevin asked.
I shrugged. "Secret lezzie handshake or some shit."
"What?" Marcy and Fatima said, but I didn't answer.
"What's a lezzie?" Fatima asked. Marcy leaned in whispering something in her ear and her eyes got really big. She had a look of pure shock, as if the idea had simply never occurred to her.
"This shit again?" Rubin said as he got to the food. "That's three days in a row."
"What?" May asked, not yet up to the food.
"It's more of that veggies and tofu they put it in spaghetti this time." He called back.
"Man that's hella fuck'd up." Rick said.
We found a spot inside and all sat down to eat, save that May sat in Melinda's lap actually they sort of struggled over who'd get to sit in who's lap, and May won. I figured they'd like each other but that was just weird. Melinda put her hands idly in May's lap, claiming a new toy. "My ass is fuck'n cold." Melinda said.
"You get used to it." I said. "Though I wish Harrison would turn the fuck'n heat up in here. Sticky chairs 'r what really piss me off."
Rick pulled out a bag of M&M's and gave a chuckle as he looked at May and Melinda before tossing one down. He passed them over to May as Melinda said "Hey maybe we M&M's could use some R&R." while looking down at his crotch.
We tensed for a bit, and Rubin said; "Bad news to fuck friends messes shit up."
"Yeah but she ain't a friend." May said.
"Huh?" Melinda said, with a confused look.
"You're not a friend, you're gonna be my bitch." May said as Melinda laughed.
"No shit, pass this ass like a good joint." Melinda said. "I'll fuck you all."
"Where the fuck did you find her?" Kevin said.
"PE." I said. "They mixed the wrestling class in with us, and she came along with the pack."
"It's like having two Mays." Marcy said.
"Hey there's nobody like me." May said.
"No shit." Melinda said, grabbing May's dildo and shoving it right in the girl getting her to gasp. Fatima paled and moved behind Marcy. It was gonna be a strange year if these two stuck around. Melinda pulled the dildo out of May and dipped it into her own cunt.
I saw the twins in line, but they didn't come over. They sat with some naked freshmen girl I only barely remembered from Monday and took turns hassling her.
"That you're sister Rosa?" Rick asked.
"Yeah. Her and Manuel on the other side. The girl between them suddenly stood up and brushed a red spot on her ass. Manuel looked like he was laughing.
"You've got a sister here?" Melinda asked, still dipping the dildo in and out of her and May.
"Twins. They're freshmen like Fatima." I said.
"Damn you two, stop that." Kevin said, looking at May and Melinda and shifting his seat. "You three are just too distracting."
"What'd I do?" I said. Oh right, I'm naked... I looked and confirmed what I felt, a bit of wetness.
"Fuck this is too much, I need to pee." May called out getting up from Melinda's lap. She unclipped the dildo and said "Enjoy."
"I'll go with you." I said.
"Uh..." Melinda began, till Marcy jumped in.
"So, where's your crowd?" She asked.
Melinda shrugged as May and I walked away. "I transferred in late last year from Boston. Still getting used to things out here."
"She seems to be doing fine." I said to May as we hit the hall.
"Thanks for that." May said, and then went quiet.
"Thanks for what?" I asked.
"For Melinda, how did you know?" May said.
"Know? That she was bi like you? You should'a seen how she looked at me in class." I said.
"That I was look'n. We don't exactly stand out..." She said. "She said you started it - that you licked her." May spread her labia for emphasis, I was caught. Then she added; "I've wanted to try since last year
