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Senior Class Trip
by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com)

***

First sexual experience on a senior class trip. A 
little bit of consentual sexual servitude thrown in for 
excitement. (MMF-teens, d/s, exh, 1st, oral, rom)

***

My first night in a hotel! It would probably have been 
more exciting if it weren't such a flea bag. Well, at 
least it seemed to be clean. It was just very old and 
threadbare. I was excited anyway. It was Senior Class 
Trip, an annual event at my high school. There were 
thirty of us, including our chaperones. We had traveled 
by car from our small town in Vermont to Washington 
D.C.

We had traveled in a convoy of three cars and two vans, 
each driven by one of the chaperones. I hadn't counted 
heads but there seemed to be about as many girls as 
boys in the group. I was the youngest, having just 
turned sixteen. I had skipped the second and fourth 
grades and would have skipped more if my parents hadn't 
put a stop to it, thankfully. It is hard being two or 
three years younger than everyone around you when you 
are a teenager. 

The hotel had not been the first disappointment. I had 
expected to have my friend Theresa for a roommate, but 
she had come down with the flu just before we were to 
leave. So my roommate was Jo. She was a very 
intimidating, very pretty, very sexy blonde. We knew 
each other, but we didn't hang out together, or have 
much in common. Jo was almost eighteen and she seemed 
so mature. I was really intimidated by her. But she and 
I had been in the same car on the trip down here and we 
had gotten along well. 

I guess we had. I sat quietly in the back seat and 
enjoyed the joking and gossiping and she had been nice 
enough and tried to include me in the conversation. I 
am very shy, but I appreciated what she was doing.

And she didn't seem to mind being assigned to a room 
with me. I know I am not who she would have picked as a 
roommate. She was nice about it, though and as we 
unpacked and put our things away she continued to try 
to draw me out. She probably thought I was an idiot. I 
listened to my responses to her questions and comments 
and I thought I was an idiot! But she treated me like 
an equal, even though it must have been obvious that I 
was in awe of her.

We had stopped to eat our evening meal an hour before 
we got to town. For the rest of the evening we were 
free, as long as we didn't leave the hotel. Oh yeah, 
and no girls in the guys rooms, or vice versa.

Jo and I got comfortable, t-shirts and loose cotton 
shorts, and stretched out on our beds. We tried to find 
something to watch on the funky old TV in the room, but 
nothing caught our eye so Jo turned it off and we 
talked.

She asked me if I was dating anyone. That is kind of a 
sore subject for me. My parents told me that when I was 
sixteen I could start dating. I had turned sixteen last 
month, but all the guys in my dating pool were 
seventeen or eighteen. My parents wouldn't let me go 
out with them! That meant that if I wanted to go out 
with someone I would have to date a guy from the 
sophomore or junior classes. So I was a sixteen year 
old virgin who had never been on a date. To make 
matters worse, it seemed like all of my friends and 
acquaintances were sexually active, and they were 
enjoying it very much. 

Jo seemed sympathetic when I told her my dilemma. I 
knew she was dating Ken, the hottest looking guy in the 
senior class! I told her I thought she was so lucky.

Jo said, "Yeah, about that. Ken is more than my 
boyfriend."

"Oh my god," I exclaimed. "You guys are secretly 
married!" 

She laughed at what she must have thought was my naïve 
response. "No silly! We are too young to be married! 
But we have a...listen, can you keep a secret?"

"That's a good one," I said with a grin. "I hardly ever 
talk to anybody! Yes, I promise not to tell anyone your 
secret."

I noticed that Jo seemed uncharacteristically nervous, 
I figured that this must be something big. 

"Ken isn't my boyfriend," Jo said. "He is my Master."

She saw the blank look on my face and laughed. "Are you 
okay?" she asked, still laughing at the look on my 
face.

"I know it's weird," Jo said. "But I have been his sex 
slave since half way through our junior year. We 
started out just dating. After a while, though, we 
started playing Master-slave games. It was just playing 
at first. We aren't playing anymore. It is the best 
thing that ever happened to me. I used to be a real 
bitch. I thought I was better than everyone else. Ken 
put me in my place and then he took me to other places, 
exciting places. It was scary. Sometimes it was more 
than scary. It was also very educational."

"I am sorry to shake up your world like this," she 
said. I guess my face said it all. "Listen Jen, I had 
to tell you because we are going to be here for a week 
and you are going to see things. You are going to see 
me serve my Master. There is no way to avoid it. I 
suppose you are still a virgin. I bet you have never 
seen a naked guy, have you."

I have a very vivid imagination and my heart was 
beating at about twice my normal heart rate as I 
pictured Jo as a sex slave following Ken's orders.

"I'm sorry kid, but you are probably going to get an 
education this week. I have to do anything and 
everything Ken tells me to do." 

She sat up on the side of her bed facing my bed. She 
pulled her t-shirt up over her breasts and I was 
shocked to see the tiny silver bars in her nipples! 

"Holy shit," I exclaimed. I sat up quickly and sat on 
the edge of my bed. It was a small room and the twin 
beds were very close together. Our knees were almost 
touching as I looked at her decorated nipples. 

"Did it hurt?" I asked stupidly.

"Of course it hurt, silly! But Ken ordered me to have 
it done. It wasn't much worse than having my ears 
pierced. Now I am always aware of my nipples, the 
sensations are wonderful. Every time I feel my nipples 
being stimulated by my top I am reminded that Ken owns 
me. I am excited all the time!"

Jo finally dropped her t-shirt back down over her 
breasts. Her beautiful breasts, I might add. They were 
just another reason for me to be jealous of her.

"I know this will be hard for you to take kid. Ken will 
probably come to our room every evening. Sometimes he 
will bring another guy, or other guys, with him. He 
likes to make me have sex with his friends while he 
watches. It turns him on. He likes to embarrass me. 
Humiliate me, by showing me off and making me do things 
that most girls wouldn't do."

"Why don't you leave him?" I asked incredulously. 

"Because I love it, silly!" she exclaimed. "If he were 
to tell me that I could not be his slave any longer it 
would kill me. Every time he makes me do something, 
even the smallest thing, it turns me on. When he makes 
me do something really bad... I can't begin to tell you 
how hot that makes me."

"What do I do when he comes to our room?" I asked. 

"I don't know," Jo said. "I guess you could go to 
someone else's room for a while, or go to the lobby for 
a while. When Ken is with me I have no free will, I do 
whatever I am told. What you do will be between you and 
Ken. I'm sorry Jen. I know that is a lot to lay on you. 
You probably had a more normal senior class trip 
planned."

I giggled and said, "Well, actually, I was hoping for a 
little excitement, since I never have any at home! I 
never met a sex slave before. Why do you like it so 
much? Do you ever get to do what you want?"

"That's the weird part. I get to do exciting things 
that, if they were honest with themselves a lot of 
girls would like to do, but can't. Because they are the 
things that we are all raised to believe that young 
ladies don't do, or allow to be done to them. I can do 
those things, and I can do them without my conscience 
bothering me because I don't have a choice. I have been 
ordered to do them."

"What things?" I asked, and we both giggled at the way 
my voice broke when I spoke.

"Do you really want to know?" 

I nodded enthusiastically.

"Do you think you can hear about it without hating me?"

"Jo! I like you. Fuck! I am in awe of you; you must 
have been able to see that."

"Well," Jo said, "I don't know about awe. I suppose you 
look up to me because I am older and have more 
experience. I would be sad if you started looking down 
at me.

"I promise Jo, I won't. I am really curious."

Jo sighed and said, "Okay, you asked for it."

"We started out just dating like everyone else. I lost 
my virginity when I was fourteen and I have always 
liked sex. I wouldn't say I was easy, but... well, 
hell, that isn't true. I guess I am kind of easy!"

We both laughed at that.

"Our first date was a movie in Burlington. We stopped 
on the way home and parked by the river. We made out 
for a while and he had me naked in no time. It was a 
chilly evening and we didn't want to get out of the 
car, and his car was too small to fuck in, so I sucked 
him off and he got me off with his fingers. He tried to 
eat my pussy but we couldn't do it in his little car. 
He was very strong and masterful and I loved the way he 
took charge. Besides, he has a beautiful cock. Wait 
until you see it!"

"You were right before," I said. "When you said that 
you thought that I had never seen a naked guy, I 
haven't."

She smiled and said, "I have probably seen half the 
guys in our class naked. And they have seen me."

I shivered as a ripple of sexual excitement seemed to 
travel up my spine at that image.

"After that first date he started making me do things. 
The first thing he did was order me to stop wearing a 
bra. A couple of days later he made me stop wearing 
panties. Oh, and on our second date we went to his 
house. His parents were out, although it wouldn't have 
mattered. We went to his room and I undressed for him, 
nice and slow and sensual, while he took pictures. He 
has thousands of pictures of me getting naked and 
having sex with him or his friends. Then he ate my 
pussy and we fucked. And he was the best lover I ever 
had. I was really hooked then. I found out later why he 
is such a good fuck. But that comes later in my story."

Jo and I were still sitting on the edge our beds, our 
knees almost touching. I saw her glance down and grin 
widely. I looked down to see what she was grinning 
about but I didn't see anything amiss. "What?" I asked. 
"What's so funny?"

"Look at the crotch of your shorts," she said, still 
with that conspiratorial grin on her pretty face.

I looked down and spread my legs and I was embarrassed 
to see that I had soaked through my panties and my 
cotton shorts. I was so turned on by her story that my 
pussy was leaking like never before. I clapped my hands 
over my crotch. I could feel how red my face was. 

"Oh god, Jo," I exclaimed. "I am so embarrassed. I'm 
sorry!"

"No silly, that's good! Hell, look at me." Jo spread 
her legs and I saw that she was just as excited telling 
her story as I was listening to it.

I tried not to think about the implications of my 
reaction to her story. I wasn't ready to go there.

Jo returned to her story. "After that we sucked and 
fucked almost every day. And I loved it! Then he 
started making me do other things. Sometimes we would 
be out in the town square, just sitting on a bench 
talking and he would make me spread my legs so that 
someone walking by could see my pussy. And people did 
walk by. And they did see my pussy. And I had never 
been so excited in my life! I would sit on the bench 
with Ken's arm around me and my skirt up to only and 
inch or two below my pussy and my knees six or eight 
inches apart. And we would be looking at each other and 
acting like we didn't notice that I was exposed or that 
there were people going by. And not just guys. He made 
me flash women and couples and even that new town cop!"

"Oh my god," I whispered.

"Then, during midterm exams week, we would go to Jack's 
house after we finished our exams. We usually got out 
around one or two in the afternoon and a bunch of us 
would meet in Jack's garage. His dad had a pool table 
and a poker table there and we would hang around and 
try to figure out whether or not we passed the tests." 

"A lot of times I was the only girl there. Sometimes 
there were a dozen guys and me. But except for the 
dirty jokes they were always telling there was nothing 
sexual going on. But one day I was there playing pool 
with some of the guys and the rest of them were having 
a good time watching me bend over to make a shot. They 
couldn't see my ass or anything, but they were joking 
about it." 

"That day there were only a few other guys there. I was 
playing against Tom Purdy and Ken, Jack, Chris, and 
Larry were sitting around watching. I wasn't doing so 
well and Tom was gloating about how he was going to 
humiliate me. You know, just kidding around."

"Ken spoke up and told Tom that he bet that I could 
beat him. Well that was not even a remote possibility 
and Tom asked him how much he was willing to bet."

"Ken thought about it a minute and said, 'How about a 
blowjob?'"

"When he said that I shivered, I realized that Ken had 
something planned. He was taking our Master-slave 
relationship to a new level. And I instantly knew that 
I was as excited about it as he was."

"Tom asked him, 'From you?'"

"Ken laughed and said, 'You wish! I always suspected I 
was your type, Tom. No stupid, from Jo.'"

"Tom looked at me and I just stood there looking back 
and forth between them. I guess that the fact that I 
had not said anything, and had not taken my pool cue to 
Ken's head told Tom that he might just end up with a 
blowjob."

"Tom got a huge, evil grin on his face and said, 'You 
got yourself a bet!'"

"Ken got up before Tom could take his next shot and 
walked over behind where I was standing by the pool 
table. I was wearing a fairly modest dress. I can't 
wear Ken's favorite outfits to school. He took my stick 
out of my hand and ordered me to give him my dress. I 
swear to god I had an orgasm when he said that!"

"So, right there in front of Ken and his four pals I 
reached around and unzipped my dress and stepped out of 
it. Since Ken doesn't let me wear underwear, and he 
doesn't even let me own pantyhose, I was just wearing 
some thigh highs and my shoes. Nobody said a word for a 
long time, but I could feel all five guys staring at 
me. God it made me so fucking hot!"

"It was a pretty good strategy. Tom had a real hard 
time concentrating after that. He missed his next two 
shots and the other guys were kidding him. But I am a 
shitty pool player, and I had just as much trouble 
concentrating as Tom. All I could think about was that 
I was naked in front of five guys. And that I was going 
to suck one of them off in a few minutes. And you know 
what? I wanted to. I never doubted for a minute that 
Ken would still love me afterwards either. I knew him 
too well by then."

"It didn't take long. Although it seemed like a long 
time to me, standing there naked. Finally Tom sank the 
eight ball and looked at ken. I suppose he thought Ken 
would try to back out of his bet now. I think he was 
surprised when Ken told him to get comfortable and get 
ready for the best blowjob he had ever had."

"I wasn't the least insulted either. I was proud that 
he thought that I gave the best blowjobs. I was also 
proud that he was proud of me. And I was so excited 
that my thighs were soaked!"

"Tom dropped his pants and sat down in one of the old 
padded chairs that lined one wall of the garage. I 
looked at Ken and he nodded. So I walked over to Tom 
and knelt down and gave him one of the best blowjobs I 
ever gave, partly because I was so turned on, but 
mostly because I didn't want to let Ken down."

"Tom came pretty fast and I swallowed it all down, 
because Ken always wanted me to swallow cum. He hated 
girls that didn't swallow. While I was sucking him I 
was staring into Ken's eyes and I saw that he loved me. 
I was in fucking heaven!"

"After I finished sucking off Tom, I moved over to Ken, 
still on my knees and I begged him to fuck me. I was 
hornier than I had ever been in my life and I needed a 
cock in me so bad!"

"Ken smiled at me and said, 'That turned you on, cunt?' 
I said, 'Fuck yes!'

"He just said, 'Let's see how horny you can get then.'"

"Then he asked the other three guys if they would like 
one of my blowjobs!"

"Even a virgin has to know that guys don't turn down 
blowjobs, especially horny teenage guys. I ended up 
sucking all four of them. Finally Ken made me lay on 
the dirty old sofa and he fucked me in front of them. I 
actually passed out I came so much. Jesus Jen! I know 
you must think I'm a... well, a whore or something. But 
it was so fucking hot!"

"I got dressed after that and we went to Ken's house, 
walked right through his living room and said hi to his 
parents and his brother and his sister, and he took me 
to his room and we fucked and sucked until almost ten 
o'clock. We only quit then because I had to be home! He 
had made me call my mom while he was fucking me and 
tell her that I was eating supper at his house and I 
would be home before my curfew. I was talking to my 
fucking mom while he was fucking me! How sick is 
that?!"

"That was when I found out that his mother was his 
father's slave. And so was Ken's sister. Since then, 
whenever I am at Ken's house I often have to fuck his 
father or his little brother, or both. God, his father 
is hung like a fucking horse! Ken learned how to be so 
good at sex from his father and mother."

"After that it wasn't uncommon for Ken to make me stay 
naked around his friends. Sometimes I would have sex 
with them and sometimes they went home with blue balls 
and we fucked like rabbits after using them for 
foreplay."

"We are engaged now. We are going to get married after 
high school. He is going to Middlebury College next 
year and since it is only forty-five minutes from town, 
we are going to live in his house. Jen, you can't 
imagine how exciting it is. I thank god every day for 
my wonderful Master. There is nothing I wouldn't do for 
him. So you are probably going to be exposed to, well, 
I don't know. There is no telling what you will be 
exposed to. Can I assume from your soaked crotch and 
the way you are trying to discretely rub yourself that 
you aren't too offended?"

I laughed, even though I was embarrassed. I had thought 
I was being discrete and that she wasn't watching my 
hands. But I was all but panting now and I must surely 
be the horniest virgin on the planet right then.

Jo asked me, "So tell me Jen, what is your opinion of 
me now?"

"I am still in awe of you, Jo," I said, honestly. "I am 
shocked, but there is no hiding that I found your 
recent history extremely exciting. I certainly don't 
look down on you. I envy you! You have the best 
possible relationship with the guy you adore. What 
could be hotter than that?"

We talked for a little longer, but we had gotten 
comfortable and turned out the light and we were 
talking quietly in the dark. I did not think it 
possible for me to get to sleep this night and I was 
hoping that Jo would hurry up and go to sleep so that I 
could go into the bathroom and masturbate. I could 
still hear my heart beating loudly in my chest.

It was almost ten o'clock when there was a knock on the 
door. I assumed it was one of the chaperones doing bed 
check, they had said that they would. But when I opened 
the door I saw Ken. I gasped and turned red when I saw 
who it was. He saw my reaction and laughed quietly.

"I guess Jo has been telling tales," he said. Then he 
gently but forcefully pushed into the room. I quickly 
closed the door behind him and stood with my back 
against it. 

Jo sat up and turned on the light on the table between 
the beds. She smiled up at Ken and said, "I had to tell 
her something Master. She is a sixteen year old virgin. 
I don't want her to have a heart attack."

"No shit?" Ken turned to me and asked, "You're an 
honest to god virgin?"

I couldn't get any more red. I nodded. I couldn't look 
him in the eyes. I was looking down at the floor 
wishing I could sit down before my shaking legs gave 
out and I fell down. But I didn't know where to sit. I 
was afraid to get back on my bed and be that close to 
them. I thought about going into the bathroom and 
staying there until he left, but he called me over to 
him. 

I hesitated, but I felt helpless. I slowly went and 
stood beside where he sat on Jo's bed. I looked at Jo 
and saw the look of amusement on her face. I suddenly 
remembered that all I was wearing was a thin t-shirt 
and a pair of panties. I was afraid to look down and 
see how exposed I was. I could only hope that the t-
shirt covered me.

Ken looked me up and down and said, "You're a cute 
little thing. How'd you stay a virgin this long?"

I shrugged and then suggested honestly, "Too much 
parental supervision?"

He laughed and then looked around the room and said, "I 
don't see any parents here now."

I just stuttered, "But... but, um... I... Oh god!"

Ken said, "I think you are just like Jo, aren't you? 
You need a guy to tell you what to do, don't you?"

I looked at Ken and then at Jo and I thought about how 
hot I had gotten when she told me her story. I suddenly 
realized that he was probably right! But I didn't want 
Jo mad at me for messing around with her boyfriend. 
Oops, I mean her master.

While all this was running through my head I suddenly 
felt Ken's hand on my thigh. I just about jumped right 
out of my skin, but except for the sudden gasp I didn't 
make a sound. 

He slowly moved his hand up the inside of my thigh and 
under my breath I said, "Oh Christ!"

Jo giggled and I looked at her. "Jo?" I asked, "I don't 
want to make you mad at me!"

The heat on my thigh from Ken's hand was incredible. I 
had never been touched there before and I was having 
trouble breathing.

Jo said, "Don't be silly! I don't get jealous of my 
Master. He can fuck anyone he wants. I have seen him 
fuck his mother and his sister and some of the girls 
from our class. It makes me hot!"

Just then his fingers came into contact with the crotch 
of my panties. I nearly fell to the floor. 

"I think she likes it," Ken said. "Her panties are 
dripping wet." 

I groaned in embarrassment and closed my eyes and just 
enjoyed the sensations coming from my pussy. I should 
have been scared or outraged or...I don't know. I 
should have been doing anything but standing there and 
letting a guy I hardly knew rub my pussy in front of 
his girlfriend!

I heard Jo get out of bed on the other side and walk 
around and stand behind me. She brushed my hair aside 
and kissed me on the back of my neck. I hadn't expected 
that, but I liked it!

Then I felt her lifting my t-shirt up and I lifted my 
arms without hesitation so that she could lift it off 
over my head. They both commented on how beautiful my 
breasts were and their words were like touches, each 
one making me even hotter. I felt Jo's soft hand on my 
right breast, caressing my swollen flesh and teasing 
it. Pinching and then pulling gently on my nipple, 
inches from her boyfriend's face. 

I felt a sudden shock course through my body when Ken 
leaned forward and took my other nipple into his mouth 
and gently sucked and nibbled at it. I couldn't take it 
any more, my legs collapsed and the only thing that 
kept me from falling to the floor was Ken's strong hand 
between my legs.

Ken chuckled and Jo said, damn she is hot, isn't she? 
Look at her. Beautiful! And I told her almost 
everything. That was how her panties got so wet. 

Together they laid me gently on my bed and Jo stretched 
out beside me and moved her fingers over me, tenderly 
caressing my body as Ken watched. But Ken wasn't idle. 
Jo leaned forward and kissed me on the lips as Ken 
slowly pulled my panties down. I was more shocked at 
Jo's passionate kiss than the fact that I was now naked 
in front of Ken. Until I realized, "OH MY GOD, I AM 
NAKED IN FRONT OF BOY!"

Jo kept kissing me, and I liked it. I liked it a lot. 
And Ken was kissing me too. Only he was kissing my 
feet, and my legs, slowly, kissing and licking. All the 
way up, working his way to my soaking wet pussy. Talk 
about sensory overload! The next few minutes were just 
a haze. I lay there kissing my new best friend 
passionately and enjoying the touch of her well 
educated fingers on my breasts while her boyfriend 
drove me crazy with his tongue. 

And when I finally, for the first time, felt a hot, wet 
tongue on my pussy I exploded. If Jo had not been 
kissing me I would undoubtedly have had people knocking 
on our door when I screamed out my pleasure. I knew it 
was going to be good. I never imagined it would be like 
this! I came and I came and I came until I couldn't 
stand it any longer. 

From the moment Ken had entered our room I had been 
putty in his, no, in their hands. They happily spent 
the next several hours molding me. I loved everything 
they did. Ken took my virginity, with Jo's loving 
assistance. I learned how to eat pussy, and I loved it!

I learned how to suck cock. Jo loved to suck cock and 
she was a very good teacher. It would be a while before 
I was as good as she, but I was off to a good start. 
She told me all about cum before I did it, and while I 
was doing it. She told me about the taste and the feel 
of it. She told me how exciting it was to have it on 
me, or in me, the more the better. She explained that 
different guys tasted differently. Some cum was bitter, 
some bleachy, some mild and almost pleasant. She told 
me how lucky I was to start with Ken because his cum 
was delicious. 

I was startled when he first came in my mouth, but I 
didn't pull away. I held it in my mouth until he was 
finished and then I held it in my mouth and savored the 
taste of my first mouthful of cum. 

After I swallowed Jo took me in her arms and kissed me, 
exploring my mouth with her tongue to taste her 
boyfriend's cum.

Sometime between one and two in the morning Ken went 
back to his room. Jo and I cuddled in her bed, mine was 
a mess. 

"See," she said. "You loved it, didn't you?"

"God yes," I whispered. "That was the most exciting 
thing that has ever happened to me, and probably that 
ever will."

"No," Jo said. "There is a lot more. You belong to Ken 
now too. At least until he finds you a Master."

I shuddered at that. Not in fear, not dread. It was so 
fucking exciting to hear her say that I am now the 
possession of a boy!"

"But Jo," I asked. "Doesn't it bother you when he is 
doing things to me? How can you not be jealous?"

"Did I seem upset, silly?" she said. I couldn't see her 
in the dark, but I heard the affection in her voice. 
"Sex is sex. Sex is fun and exciting. We can't help it, 
it's in our DNA. A lot of people have love without sex. 
You read about them all the time in Dear Abby. And a 
lot of people have sex without love. It's fantastic 
when you have them both. That's what Ken and I have. 

But it is also fantastic when it is just plain, down 
and dirty sex. You don't have to worry about hurting 
me. I know that Ken loves me. I love him and seeing him 
with you was one of those memories we will share, and 
cherish for the rest of our lives. 

I am sure you have heard all kinds of horror stories 
from girls about how they lost their cherry. You have 
got to admit, you do not have a horror story. You loved 
it, didn't you?"

I didn't say anything, instead I kissed her. 

"You loved it all, didn't you? You are just like me," 
Jo said. "The first time Ken made me have sex with a 
girl I thought I was going to freak. Until I was 
actually doing it and found out how much I liked it. 
You didn't freak at all, you loved it right from the 
beginning. And not many girls get to have an orgasm 
when they lose their cherry. How many times did you cum 
tonight, about a hundred?!"

I giggled at that, and answered jokingly, "I lost track 
after seventy-five."

"Tomorrow it will be the three of us, tomorrow and 
until you find a Master. You will have to do what Ken 
tells you to do. Okay?"

"Yes," I whispered, shuddering in excitement at the 
very idea of it.

"That means tomorrow you wear a dress or a skirt and 
blouse, and no underwear. I will give you a pair of my 
hose. You might as well throw away your pantyhose first 
thing in the morning."

I felt her hand creep down to my pussy and she rubbed 
it gently and said, "This little pussy must always be 
available to Ken, or anyone else that he decides to 
allow to use it."

As she said that her finger moved over my clit and I 
had one last orgasm for the evening. She whispered in 
my ear that in the morning we would take a shower 
together and she would help me trim my pubic hair the 
way Ken liked it.

I could easily picture Jo's pussy in my mind. It has 
spent a long time in my mouth this evening. She had a 
small arrow shaped pubic patch, pointing right at her 
pussy.

It took me forever to get to sleep that night. When our 
phone rang at six AM I was startled out of a deep 
sleep, full of the most erotic images. I really hated 
to wake up. I felt Jo's arms around me and knew that it 
had not been a dream. I answered the phone and it was 
my English teacher, Mrs. Carson, one of the chaperones. 
She had been driving the car that Jo and I had been 
riding in on the trip down here. We all liked her a 
lot, she was real nice.

"Come on sleepy head, get up! We have a city to see. 
Breakfast downstairs in half an hour."

I managed to mumble that we would be there. Then I sat 
up and turned to Jo. She was smiling at me and she 
looked so sleepy, and so pretty. 

I suddenly blurted out, "I wish I could be pretty like 
you."

She got the strangest look on her face and said, 
"What?! You're kidding, right? I have always thought 
that you were the prettiest girl in the class, and you 
don't even need make up like most of the rest of us. 
How sad it is that you don't know it!"

"Do you mean that?" I asked, honestly astounded.

"Jesus yes, you're beautiful. You have that pretty, 
innocent look. Guys love that, it drives them crazy. 
And that dark red hair doesn't suck either. How do you 
get your hair so thick and shiny? I would kill for your 
hair."

"Well," I said with a big smile. "Last night you said 
you were going to take off some of my hair. I tell you 
what; you can keep whatever you cut off." She reached 
out to slap my ass and I darted away. "Come on, we only 
have half an hour to get ready."

I ran to the bathroom and turned on the hot water in 
the shower. Then I peed and while I was brushing my 
teeth Jo came in and used the toilet. When she was done 
she put the lid down and made me sit back down on a 
towel. She pushed my legs apart and quickly trimmed my 
pubic patch, which was already closely trimmed, into an 
arrow like hers, pointing right at my pussy. 

The water finally got hot and we grabbed our soaps and 
shampoos and we climbed into the shower together. We 
giggled like girls as we soaped each other up and then 
she used her razor to trim my arrow and had me do the 
same to hers. When I had tidied her up down there I 
kissed her pussy and then I stood up and we shampooed 
each other's hair and finally rinsed off and toweled 
dry as quickly as we could. It was getting late. 

I had packed mostly dresses. I thought that seemed 
appropriate for touring our national city. But they 
were all quite conservative. They all reached down to, 
or below my knees. When I had put on my shortest one, 
Jo just shook her head and said, "Don't worry, we'll 
work on it tonight."

We got to the hotel restaurant downstairs about five 
minutes late, but all we were having was cereal and 
juice so it wasn't a problem. We approached the table 
where Ken and two of his friends were sitting waiting 
for breakfast. There was an empty chair on each side of 
Ken and Jo and I each took one of them. I realized as 
we sat down that Jo had fucked both of Ken's friends. 
And I probably would too before we left this town!

Just thinking about it made my pussy get wet. I was 
starting to wish I had on underwear. I had never gone 
without before and it felt kind of nice, it felt free. 
But if I was going to keep getting wet like this it was 
going to be a problem.

Ken said good morning and I noticed the way his two 
friends, Tom and Larry, were looking at me. It suddenly 
occurred to me that he must have told them about what 
we did last night and I felt myself turn bright red. 
But I smiled at everyone and returned their greetings. 

Ken looked at me and said, "Show me your arrow."

I looked around, nobody at the other tables seemed to 
be paying attention to us, but both Larry and Tom would 
be able to see my pussy when I pulled my skirt up. 
Still, with my heart beating so loudly I was sure they 
could hear it, I reached down and pulled my skirt up 
until my pubic hair was uncovered. 

I watched Ken look down and smile, I was too 
embarrassed to look at Tom or Larry. I held my skirt up 
for a minute, until Ken nodded. Then, trying to look 
calm and worldly, I slowly pulled it back down. I 
quickly glanced around to make sure that nobody was 
looking, and looked right into Mrs. Carson's eyes! 

"Oh my god," I thought. "She saw that!" But I guess she 
didn't. She just smiled at me and looked away.

Except for my little display, breakfast went well. We 
all talked about normal things. The sights we were 
looking forward to, things we had seen on the trip. 
This wasn't my normal circle of friends. My circle of 
friends was pretty much just Theresa. But we were 
getting along great and everyone was being so nice to 
me. There was certainly no doubt that Jo liked me!

After breakfast we were given time to go to our rooms 
and get our stuff and get ready. The tour bus that the 
school had hired would pick us up at the side door in 
fifteen minutes.

I thought it would take that long for everyone to get 
up and down from our rooms on the tenth and eleventh 
floors using those two creaky old elevators, but 
everyone made it. The five of us from breakfast sat 
together in the rear seat of the bus. The seating 
arrangement was Ken on one end, then Jill, Larry, me 
and Tom on the other end. As soon as the bus was moving 
I had Tom's hand on one thigh and Larry's on the other. 

I looked over and saw Ken and Jill smiling at me, so I 
just let it happen. It was fortunate that the rides 
between sights were not that long. The idea of 
screaming my way through orgasm after orgasm on the bus 
ride was not all that far fetched. I had several, 
thankfully quiet, orgasms as we rode around town that 
day. Many times I had two fingers in my pussy as the 
two boys sawed discretely in and out of me. I had 
realized, in time thankfully, that my pussy was 
flooding and I lifted my skirt up in back so that it 
didn't get soaked. I could see that I was going to have 
to start carrying a towel around.

Our first day was mostly a tour of the major monuments. 
At each one we would get off the bus and the guide 
would lead us to the monument and tell us all kinds of 
little stories about the person being memorialized or 
the making of the monument. It was very interesting. 

And at each stop Mrs. Carson was standing by the bus 
door making sure everyone got off the bus. And each 
time she looked me right in the eye and I could never 
look at her without blushing. I don't know what she 
knew, but she knew something! 

It suddenly occurred to me that nobody had come around 
last night for bed check. One of the rules was that one 
of the chaperones was to go to every room every night 
and make sure that all of us were in our rooms. They 
had to actually see us and check out our rooms. It was 
a good thing that they forgot us last night!

I noticed that the five of us were almost always 
together, and always in the back of the group. One, and 
sometimes both of the guys had their hands on me almost 
all the time. It wasn't even unusual to feel a hand on 
my ass, and on more than one occasion, right there in 
public, one of them would lift up the back of my dress 
and the other would grab my ass. 

They didn't even look around to see if anyone was 
looking. And unfortunately, more often than not, 
someone, or a lot of someones, was! But I never said a 
word. In fact, I had never been so aroused. The 
constant touching and the constant exposure were 
keeping me on the edge all day. I was ready to jump 
somebody!

The most embarrassing part was that I was absolutely 
positive that Mrs. Carson knew what was going on. Well, 
maybe not absolutely positive, pretty sure?

I tried to ignore Larry and Tom and take some good 
pictures and listen to the tour guide. But I think the 
only thing that Tom and Larry saw all day was my ass! 
We had lunch at a large cafeteria and this time it was 
the five of us and Mrs. Carson at our table. I thought 
that would give me a chance to eat in peace. 

I guess I am pretty naïve. Still, it was a shock when 
Mrs. Carson sat down and handed Ken $20 and said, "You 
won! I have to hand it to you son, I never thought you 
could get her cherry in one night! You are good!"

Ken smiled at her and said, "Thanks mom." 

Ken Carson! Of course! How could I not know that! Oh 
crap, my English teacher now knows that I am a sex 
slave for her son and his friends. 

She reached over and caressed my cheek and said, "Calm 
down darling, enjoy yourself. I know how exciting it 
is, I envy you."

Well, that was nice of her to say, but I was still in 
so much shock that I couldn't talk.

By the time we had seen all the monuments on the 
schedule for today everyone was exhausted, and it was 
too late to get back to the hotel in time for supper. 
So we had the bus drop us off at the hotel and we went 
off to look for somewhere to eat. There were a few 
places nearby, but not suitable for thirty people. 
After one of the chaperones talked to a cop we ended up 
giving up and going back to the hotel and ordering out. 
A lot of the kids were worn out and just wanted to go 
to sleep. I had two large appetites!

The six of us, Jo and I and the three boys and Mrs. 
Carson got in one elevator car and we went up to her 
room on the 10th floor. As soon as we got inside we 
decided to order three pizzas. Larry made the call and 
Mrs. Carson walked up and put her arms around me and 
said, "It has been a hot sweaty day. We need a shower." 
Then she started undressing me.

I felt everyone's eyes on me as my dress was removed. 
And it felt good. I felt sexy. My ass and my pussy and 
my tits had been exposed and played with all damn day 
and I was horny as hell. Mrs. Carson led me into the 
bathroom and we took a quick shower. We dried off and 
went back out into the room naked.

She stretched out on the bed and put her hand down by 
her pussy and wiggled her finger. The rest of the group 
cycled through the shower one at a time while those not 
showering watched me pleasure my English teacher with 
my mouth. Whenever someone entered or left the room 
they walked past me and their hands caressed my ass or 
my pussy. It was like the whole world revolved around 
me. I loved it.

Mrs. Carson had several orgasms by the time there was a 
knock at the door. Ken opened it and let the pizza guy 
in. I heard him say "Holy shit!" when he spotted us on 
the bed. I heard someone pay him for the pizza but 
before he could leave Mrs. Carson called out to him. 

"Excuse me young man, did he give you a tip?" she 
asked.

There was a pause, he didn't even know! His attention 
had been elsewhere. Finally he answered, "Yes ma'am."

"How much was it?" she asked, still laying there on the 
bed with her pussy in my mouth.

"He gave me five dollars, ma'am."

"Oh, that isn't enough. Jen, get over there and give 
that young man a decent tip right this instant!"

I got up and walked over to the young man, I knew what 
I was supposed to do. I dropped to my knees and 
unfastened his pants and pulled them down. Then, right 
there in front of everyone, I took his hard cock into 
my mouth and sucked it down. The poor guy came almost 
instantly, grabbing my head and groaning after only a 
few strokes of my lips and tongue. That didn't seem 
fair, so I held him in my mouth, after swallowing his 
cum, and once he had relaxed a little I sucked him off 
again. I felt like such a slut, it was wonderful!

I felt everyone watching and they made it even better.

As soon as he left one of the guys got some drinks out 
of the refrigerator and we sat down to eat the pizza, 
all of us in the nude.

As soon as we were full I was ready to go to bed. It 
had been a long hard day. But first I had to take care 
of Larry and Tom. They had had a long hard day too. And 
I don't think they saw a single monument!

I knelt between Larry's legs and sucked him down as 
much as possible. I was surprised at how big his cock 
is, he is such a skinny kid! While I was doing that I 
felt Tom behind me and, finally, relief! I needed a 
cock so bad right then. Now I had two! This was great, 
although I must admit that as soon as I felt Tom in my 
pussy I had trouble concentrating on Larry's nice cock. 

That is probably why he was finally able to get it all 
the way down my throat when I wasn't paying attention. 
Jo and Mrs. Carson cheered for me when my lips circled 
the base of Larry's cock. I was startled and it hurt at 
first, but by the time he came in my mouth I had pretty 
much gotten used to it. 

When they had both cum in me I went into the bathroom 
and cleaned up a little. I went back out and Mrs. 
Carson called me over and had me sit on the bed. I was 
really tired and wanted to sleep, but thankfully she 
just had a couple questions. She asked if I was using 
birth control and I had to tell her that I wasn't. Then 
she asked about my last period. Fortunately it had 
ended only days before we left on the trip, so I was 
reasonably safe. 

She told me that she would see to it that I got some 
birth control pills when we got home. I thanked her and 
she pulled me down and kissed me goodnight, with just a 
hint of tongue of course. Then Jo picked up my dress, 
stockings, shoes, purse and camera and with Ken on one 
arm and Jo on the other I was led, naked, all the way 
down the hall to my room. They had, of course, dressed 
before leaving the room. 

There were at least a dozen people from my class in 
rooms on this floor, and probably fifty strangers. This 
night I got lucky. All of the people who saw me walking 
casually down the call in the nude were strangers.

We went into our room and Ken and Jo quickly undressed. 
I was already there, of course. I hoped that they would 
leave me out of it tonight, I was exhausted. I almost 
got my wish. But before I went to bed, Ken wanted to 
see if I could take his cock down like I had for Larry. 

I got on my knees in front of him and I tried. I really 
wanted to do it. But for some reason I couldn't get it 
to go into my throat, probably because it was much 
thicker than Larry's. Just as I was about to give up 
though, Jo came up behind me and as I was stroking back 
down on her Master's cock she pushed on the back of my 
head and before I knew what was going on I had my lips 
circling the base of Ken's large cock. 

He liked it too. He groaned and swore out loud, "God 
damn baby, this cunt is pretty good! Not as good as 
you, but she definitely has potential!" 

I felt pretty proud as he pulled out and went to bed 
with Jo.

I curled up in my bed and went to sleep with the sound 
of their lovemaking in my ears. Man! I had some wild 
dreams that night!

The dreams were hot, but I slept like a log until the 
phone rang the next morning. I awoke with Jo spooning 
me from behind. She woke up too and as I answered the 
phone she was kissing my shoulders and caressing my 
tits. After I hung up I turned around and we kissed. I 
could still taste Ken's cum in her mouth! But we didn't 
have time to play. We had to shower and dress. At least 
this morning we could save a little time since we 
didn't need to shave!

We came back into the room to dress and I reached for 
one of my dorky dresses. Jo stopped me and handed me 
one of hers. I had never worn anything like this 
before. It was a little scary, and very exciting. I put 
it on and it came to about four inches below my pussy. 
I felt naked. It was so short that I wouldn't be able 
to wear the stockings! I put my shoes on and she looked 
at me and clapped her hands and squealed in delight. 

"The guys are gonna love it!" she exclaimed. 

I hurried into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. 
"Oh my god," I thought. "I can see my nipples!" 

Then, to make it even more interesting, Jo came up with 
a pair of scissors and cut off the top two buttons!

I said, "Mrs. Carson may be okay with this, but what 
about the other chaperones?"

"I guess we sill soon find out," Jill said with an evil 
leer. 

We hurried downstairs, and just like yesterday, 
everyone else was already in the dining room. We walked 
in and I heard all conversation stop as we walked over 
to our table. I looked around and recognized several 
men that had seen me naked in the hall last night. I 
saw them nudge their table mates and point at me. 
Before I even got to my seat my damned traitorous pussy 
was leaking again!

I looked around and noticed that Mrs. Carson was 
smiling and nodding at me. I smiled back. I saw Mr. 
Storm; our History teacher also seemed to enjoy my 
entrance. The other three chaperones weren't teachers, 
they were parents. They obviously disapproved of my 
outfit. But nobody said anything. After breakfast we 
dashed upstairs and I brushed my teeth again and picked 
up my camera and purse but Jo stopped me. She took my 
wallet and put it in her purse so all I had to carry 
was my camera.

We ended up in the back seat again, only today it 
wasn't Larry and Tom. Today it was Chris and Frank. 
Larry and Tom sat in the seat in front of us so they 
could watch.

Just like yesterday, as soon as I was seated between 
them their hands were all over me. Today we were going 
to the Smithsonian. I guess we should have waited 
because the traffic was outrageous. We spent an hour 
and a half in stop and go traffic. But those of us in 
the back seat loved every minute of it. I was more 
accessible with Jo's dress on, especially with the 
buttons missing from the top. 

I was second from the left again and Chris was between 
me and the side of the bus. He pulled his cock out and 
had me play with it as the bus made its way at a snails 
pace through town.

Just before Chris pulled my face down over his cock 
Mrs. Carson came back to check on us. She smiled warmly 
at me just as Chris pulled me down and came in my 
mouth. As soon as I had swallowed all of his cum, I 
popped back up and returned Mrs. Carson's smile.

I glanced around, hoping nobody had seen what I had 
just done, but as I licked a drop of cum from the 
corner of my mouth I saw Mr. Lathrop grinning at me! 

"Shit," I thought, "busted!

But he just turned around and ignored us after that.

When no one was looking Chris and Frank traded seats 
and before very long I had swallowed my second load of 
cum for the morning. I had begun to see what Jo had 
been talking about that first night about the different 
flavors that cum came in. So far Ken was still the 
tastiest.

Speaking of Ken, I glanced over just in time to see Jo 
get pulled down onto Ken's lap. At first I thought she 
was just sitting on his lap. Then I realized she was 
fucking him. As she bounced slowly up and down on Ken's 
cock, Mrs. Carson leaned over as though she were 
whispering in Jo's ear, but I saw her tongue come out 
and lick her ear very sensuously. I saw Jo's knuckles 
on the back of the seat in front of her go white and I 
knew she was coming as she fucked Ken and his mother 
licked her ear. A moment later I heard Ken groan 
quietly and shoot into her pussy. Then I watched as Jo 
returned to her seat. She bent down and cleaned Ken's 
cock with her mouth, then put his cock away and zipped 
his pants up. What a nice girl!

We finally arrived at the museum and we were ordered to 
stay together. We all had cell phones, a requirement 
for the trip, and the chaperones had a list of all of 
our numbers. Just in case we started getting separated.

But then I remembered that Jo made me leave my purse in 
the room so that all I had to carry was my camera. I 
didn't have my cell phone. I wasn't the only one that 
noticed that I didn't have my purse. Mr. Lathrop asked 
me where my cell phone was and I told him that at the 
last moment I had left my purse in the room and forgot 
to bring it. But I assured him I would stay with my 
friends. He smiled and nodded. Then he got behind us 
and he and Mr. Storm spent the entire day following me. 
Well, me and Frank and Chris. And they never said a 
word as Chris and Frank lifted my skirt and played with 
my ass all day! I didn't dare turn around to see how 
many people were looking at my ass, but I suspected 
that a large portion of the tourist population of D.C. 
had ample opportunity to enjoy the view!

I really surprised myself. Two days ago I was a naïve 
young virgin, albeit a horny one. Today I was a slut! I 
was terribly embarrassed as my skirt kept being lifted 
over my ass. And hands inserted into my top with no 
attempt at stealth. But every time I got embarrassed I 
got more excited. At one point I had been staring at an 
exhibit and the two guys each had a hand on one my bare 
ass cheeks. I finally turned to move on to the next 
exhibit and saw an entire class of kids in the thirteen 
to fourteen year age range staring at my ass. Their 
teachers were both standing there with their mouths 
wide open. It is a very good thing that looks can't 
kill!

We ate lunch at the Smithsonian and spent the entire 
day there. And we hardly saw any of it! When it was 
finally time to go everyone was exhausted and more than 
ready, even though there was so much more to see. We 
found our way back to the bus. We managed to make it 
back to the hotel in time for supper this time. The 
food was as good as the service, which sucked big time. 
But nobody got sick and nobody was hungry, and I didn't 
have to tip the pizza guy. 

After dinner we all went to our own rooms. Jo and I 
took a shower, together. We were out of the shower and 
drying off when there was a knock on the door. I 
wrapped a towel around myself and answered it. It was 
the bellboy. I was peeking around the door to see who 
it was and he said, "Good evening Miss. Are you Jen?"

"Yes, can I help you?"

He handed me a note and said, "I was told to give this 
to you."

I opened the note and it said, "Invite this guy in and 
give him a blowjob. Ken"

I looked at him and said, "Do you know what this note 
says?"

"Yes Miss."

"Please come in."

I stepped back and opened the door all the way and the 
bellhop came in. I heard a noise and looked around and 
saw Jo in the bathroom door trying not to laugh. 

"Did you know about this?" I asked her.

She nodded. 

I turned back to the bellhop and saw that his pants 
were already open and I invited him to sit down but he 
wanted to stand. So I dropped my towel and fell to my 
knees and started kissing and nuzzling his cock, then I 
took it in my mouth and started sucking. I thought I 
was doing a pretty good job but the guy said, "The guy 
that gave me the note said that you can deepthroat."

I heard Jo laughing again. Bitch!

Oh well, there was nothing special about the guys cock, 
I supposed I could do it, I did it before. I gave it a 
couple of tries and before long the head of his cock 
was in my throat and the bellhop was going nuts. He 
grabbed my head and held on and was yelling his fucking 
head off. Jo came running over and put her hand over 
his mouth and asked him to please be quiet. But by then 
I had a mouthful of cum and it was over. I swallowed 
and licked his cock clean and helped him put his pants 
back on. 

He finally thanked me graciously and left. And Jo 
cracked up. 

"Jesus Christ," I said. "Three days ago I had never 
seen a cock, now I have sucked, shit let me think. I 
have to count them! Seven! In less than three days I 
have sucked seven cocks. Two of them I don't even know 
the guys names! What was that all about?!"

Jo finally stopped laughing and came over to me. She 
reached out and put two fingers in my pussy and held 
them up to my face. They were sopping wet. She licked 
one of her fingers clean, then she stuck the other one 
in my mouth and I cleaned it for her.

"We have to go somewhere in a little while. So you have 
to get dressed again. You had to suck that guy's cock 
because that was what it cost Ken to get the address of 
the place we are going to. Now, put that dress you wore 
today back on."

I guess I was getting used to doing what I was told. I 
slipped the dress back on and Jo got dressed again too. 
At nine o'clock Ken came to our door and we left with 
him. I tried to find out where we were going but they 
would only say, "You'll see."

We went out of the hotel and Ken got a taxi. He gave 
the driver an address and it took us half an hour to 
get there. It was a tattoo parlor! I looked at them; no 
fucking way was I getting a tattoo! Not that I wouldn't 
like one, but the minute either of my parents saw it I 
would be grounded for the rest of my fucking life!

Ken paid the driver, but before we got out Jo took a 
dog collar out of her purse and put it on my neck. Then 
she attached a leash and she got out and pulled me 
after her. The driver was watching this in amazement. 
Ken saw his look and said to him, "We are going to have 
our pet's nipples pierced. If you would like to come in 
and watch, you can, and then you could take us back to 
the hotel."

The driver parked the car before Ken could even get 
out! I had heard what Ken said and I turned to Jo and 
said, "I can't Jo, my parents would kill me."

She said, "Jen, how long has it been since either of 
your parents has seen your nipples?"

I thought about that for a minute and I think the last 
time was when my mother bought me my first training 
bra, about four or five years ago. I sighed in 
resignation and we waited for Ken and the driver to 
walk back from their parking space. 

I looked around and was surprised that it wasn't really 
a seedy area, like where they put tattoo parlors back 
home. More like bohemian. There were book stores and 
coffee shops and markets. It looked like a nice place 
to live. I suppose that was why I was drawing so much 
attention with my collar and leash.

We finally followed Ken into the shop and the guy at 
the counter looked up and smiled. He welcomed us to his 
shop and Ken said, "Hi. I'm Ken; I called you earlier, 
about the piercing."

He smiled and looked at me and said, "And I suppose 
that this is the minor that you want to have pierced 
without her parent's permission?"

"Yes sir."

"What about you, little lady, do you want your nipples 
pierced?" he asked.

I took a deep breath and said, "Yes sir."

"What would you like in them?" he asked.

I had not been planning on a piercing, so I didn't know 
what I wanted. Finally I said, "Whatever Ken wants."

The guy came out from behind the counter and closed the 
door to the shop and locked it. He put up a 'closed' 
sign and all five of us went through into the back. 
There was one large room in the back with four tattoo 
stations. Two of them had comfortable looking chairs 
for the customer and two of them had padded tables. 
There was a big biker getting his back tattooed when we 
went in. He was laying down facing us and he watched as 
I followed Ken's order to remove my dress. I took it 
off and handed it to Jo. Then I sat in one of the 
chairs, it was a little like a beauty shop chair. It 
was weird being the only naked person in the room. 

The guy that was going to stab me was talking to Ken, 
deciding on what to stick in my tits. They finally 
selected a pair of small rings. Since Jo had bars in 
her nipples, I guess he wanted to be able to tell me 
and Jo apart in the dark.

He had a table set up by my chair with everything on 
it. He sat down facing me and started playing with my 
nipples. I would normally have enjoyed that but I was 
just a wee bit too fucking terrorized to get anything 
out of it this time. But my nipples seem to have minds 
of their own and before long they were standing tall. 

The guy said, "Beautiful! Perfect! Don't worry darling, 
you have perfect nipples for this. It won't be any 
problem at all." 

Easy for him to say! Let me stick one of those needles 
in his dick and see what he thinks!

He started swabbing my nipple with alcohol and Jo came 
up to the chair and started kissing me. "What the 
fuck!" I thought, but then I realized she was 
distracting me. And it was working. I jumped when I 
felt something on my nipple, but it was only the clamp 
he used to hold it in place. I went back to kissing Jo 
and then I felt the needle. But it was fast and I was 
very distracted, and to be honest it really wasn't that 
bad. He put the ring in and swabbed it down again and I 
looked down and I hated to say it, but I liked it!

He held my tit in his hand and admired his handiwork 
for a moment. Then he said, "Perfect! That wasn't so 
bad was it?"

I had to admit that it wasn't.

He and Jo switched sides and while he was getting ready 
I was looking around. The biker was staring and 
grinning like crazy. So was the cab driver. So was Ken! 
This was definitely a class trip to remember!

When the guy was ready he started making my other 
nipple hard. Jo leaned over to kiss me again and I said 
"Thanks Jo." She smiled and we started kissing. Then it 
got even better when I felt a finger playing with my 
pussy! I guess Ken thought he would help too. How 
sweet!

The second nipple was as easy as the first and after he 
had put the ring in and swabbed my nipple he stood up 
and Jo straightened out and I saw that it wasn't Ken 
fingering my pussy. It was the cab driver. Jeez! He had 
been handling nasty money all day for Christ's sake!

I started to get up and get dressed but Ken stopped me. 
"Sorry kid," he said. "The only way I could talk him 
into doing it to you at your age was to offer him a 
little extra. And it wasn't money he wanted."

I just rolled my eyes. "Oh well," I thought, "when I 
finally get married my husband will appreciate all 
these practice blowjobs!"

Only he didn't want a blowjob. He bent me over one of 
the padded benches and fucked me from behind. It was 
obvious he enjoyed his work. He must have gotten really 
turned on playing with my tits. I was starting to think 
he should have paid me! He had a nice cock, but he 
didn't last long enough to work up a sweat.

When he was finished he let me clean up in their 
bathroom and then he instructed me in the care and 
feeding of pierced human flesh. I felt like I should be 
mad at Ken, but I kept looking at them. They were 
tender right now, but I liked them! They looked hot!

I finally got my dress back and put it on, very 
carefully, while everyone watched. Then we left for the 
ride back to the hotel. I was really exhausted now, and 
extremely grateful that I didn't have to suck off the 
cab driver. I can't believe Ken missed out on an 
opportunity! 

It was late when we got back to the room. I stripped 
off the dress, again, and went right to bed. Instead of 
going to bed, Jo stretched out beside me and while she 
and I kissed Ken fucked her to several orgasms before 
he finally came. Then he got up and went around the bed 
and made me lick him clean. That didn't seem fair; she 
is the one that made the mess! Still, it wasn't a 
request it was an order. I sucked him clean and then I 
did the same for her. We cuddled up finally and went to 
sleep in each other's arms.

The next morning it wasn't a phone call that woke us, 
it was a knock on the door. Jo sat up in bed while I 
picked up my bath towel from last night and answered 
the door. It was Mrs. Carson. She breezed right past me 
and said, "You two are always late. I am going to see 
to it that today you are on time." 

Then she pulled my towel off and said, "Alright, let's 
see your new jewelry!" 

"Damn!" I thought, "Everybody knows! I wonder if the 
President got the word yet."

She examined them very carefully and she assured me 
that they were beautiful. The rings I mean. She had 
previously complimented me on my breasts.

Jo and I took a quick shower and touched up our arrows. 
We dried off and when I went to find something to wear 
Mrs. Carson handed me a box. I opened it and pulled out 
a beautiful sundress. It was just my size, though 
awfully short. The material was so thin that, although 
it wasn't see-through exactly, you could see what was 
under it. I could see the rings in my nipples! Hell, I 
could see the bumps on my areola! Then I looked down 
and noticed that when the dress was laying flat against 
my stomach I could see the arrow!

I thought it looked fine, but I remembered the other 
chaperones yesterday and asked Mrs. Carson if she was 
sure that this was what she wanted me to wear, in light 
of the dirty looks I got yesterday. 

She smiled and said that there was only one of the 
chaperones I needed to worry about, Cindy's mother, 
Mrs. Kelley. They had a long talk yesterday and she had 
assured Mrs. Kelley that she was going to take me under 
her wing and try to make a proper young lady out of me. 

"You mean like I was three days ago?" I asked.

"Exactly!" she said with a big smile. "If it's the last 
thing I do, I am going to straighten you out darling." 
Then she put her hands on the side of my face and 
kissed me deeply and said, "Fuck Mrs. Kelley, you look 
beautiful! Come on girls, let's go get breakfast."

Today we were to visit our Senator's office and then 
take a tour of the Senate Office Building. That was 
only about five blocks from the hotel so we started 
walking after breakfast. Five blocks might not sound 
like far, but five blocks in D.C. was a long damned 
walk! Still, it wasn't a total waste. We passed what 
looked like a couple of good restaurants which we made 
a note of for the long walk back this evening.

We found our way to the Senator's office. He was in a 
hurry to go to a hearing but he talked to us for a few 
minutes. Then he had someone from his staff show us 
around and we watched a very boring session of the 
Senate for a little while. In the afternoon he had 
arranged for us to tour the Whitehouse. That was cool! 
The guy living in it is a moron, but the Whitehouse and 
the things in it were worth the trip to town. We didn't 
see anyone famous though, that was disappointing. I was 
hoping to see at least the first lady or someone. But 
all in all it was a great afternoon. And nobody 
bothered to pull up my dress all day! Gee, I wonder if 
they are tired of me already.

The day was finally over for us and we started back to 
the hotel. It was still kind of early so when we 
stopped at the restaurant we were lucky enough to get 
seated. They had a large room in the back for meetings 
which they set up for us. They weren't really prepared 
for a group as large as ours but the service was better 
than you might expect anyway, and the food was 
fantastic, and expensive.

We finally started back to the hotel just after dark. 
As usual we were all pretty tired. But that didn't 
detract from what some of the guys had picked up as a 
new hobby. Much to my relief they weren't tired of me 
after all. All the way back to the hotel Larry and Tom 
lifted up my skirt in the back and displayed my ass to 
Mr. Storm and Mr. Lathrop.

Jo and I stopped in at the lounge and bought some soft 
drinks. Room service was expensive and I usually ended 
up blowing someone, and we didn't have a refrigerator 
in our little room. We went up to our room and got some 
ice from the machine to keep the drinks cold while we 
showered. 

We took a quick shower and I put some more antiseptic 
on my nipples. Then sat in my bed, naked, and watched 
TV. The TV in our room was old when Leave it to Beaver 
was a new show! The picture would be good for a few 
minutes and then freak out for a few minutes. So we 
turned it off and talked for a while.

I missed Theresa, but I could never share with her the 
things that had happened here. Jo was my new best 
friend now, and I felt kind of guilty about that. But 
she was more than a friend. She was a friend with 
benefits. There are a whole lot of women out there that 
could not tell you what their friend's pussy tastes 
like. Well, to be honest, I doubt if I could describe 
the taste either, but I knew it when I tasted it. And I 
liked it!

Jo and I talked about everything, sex, nipples, Mrs. 
Carson, Ken, school. We talked about how I felt about 
the things that were happening to me. She told me that 
if I started having a problem with it to let her know. 
I told her I was having the best vacation of my life. 
We talked about everything and nothing. Then, just 
before ten o'clock there was a quiet knock at the door. 

"Here we go again!" I thought.

I didn't even bother to put something on. I opened the 
door a crack and saw Mrs. Carson so I pulled the door 
open to let her in. She came in, followed closely by 
Mr. Storm and Mr. Lathrop!

She said, sternly, "Mr. Storm and Mr. Lathrop have had 
some rather disturbing things to say about you young 
lady." 

I am standing there fucking naked for god sakes! Does 
she really expect me to keep a straight face?

Oh well, I can try. "I'm sorry. I have been trying to 
be good. What did I do wrong?" 

"I understand that, not only have you been flashing 
your backside all over town, you are not wearing 
underwear and you are allowing some of the boys to 
actually touch you under your dress! Is there any truth 
to that?" Mrs. Carson asked, obviously outraged at my 
scandalous behavior.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Carson. The boys lifted my skirt up and 
they did play with my butt. I just didn't want to make 
a fuss and get anyone in trouble so I ignored them."

Mrs. Carson said, "That is no excuse young lady and you 
are going to have to be taught a lesson! These 
gentlemen are going to show you what can happen to 
young girls that let young men take liberties with 
them."

Mrs. Carson examined my nipples again and said, "These 
are coming along nicely dear. Don't forget to use your 
antiseptic."

I could see Storm and Lathrop undressing behind her and 
then Jo moved over to her own bed and the next thing I 
knew Lathrop was laying on my bed and while I deep 
throated him Storm fucked me with what felt like a very 
impressive cock. 

Mrs. Carson sat with Jo and they watched for a while 
until Mrs. Carson pulled her skirt up and put Jo to 
work with her tongue.

Storm and Lathrop were exchanging comments over my back 
about the relative merits of my various orifices and 
before long I was facing the other way and I saw 
Storm's cock for the first time. Damn! That sucker was 
as thick as my wrist! Hard as I tried I could not get 
it into my throat. And I did try. Finally I looked up 
at him and apologized for my failure. He patted my head 
and smiled and said, "That's okay sweetheart, you are 
doing a very good job. I am afraid that when you are 
built like I am, deepthroat is something you only get 
on a DVD. But thanks for trying. I enjoyed the effort. 
I smiled at him and went back to sucking. 

They changed around a couple more times before Mr. 
Lathrop came in my mouth. I swallowed and sucked his 
cock clean, and then Mr. Storm laid me down on my back 
and got on top of me and gave me the ride of my life. I 
was going to have to stay after school some night and 
talk about History with him. I loved that fat cock! I 
came a half a dozen times before he finally shot his 
huge load up into me. After he rolled off I sucked him 
clean, which he really appreciated and then he and Mr. 
Lathrop got dressed and, after watching Jo and Mrs. 
Carson for a few minutes they said goodbye and left.

I watched for a few minutes and then I went over and 
started kissing Mrs. Carson's Breasts while Jo ate her 
pussy. I guess that was the right thing to do because 
almost immediately she started having a huge orgasm and 
she pulled me up and our lips met and we kissed 
passionately until she came back down from heaven.

Jo looked exhausted. I helped her up and let her lay 
down beside Mrs. Carson. I licked her pretty face clean 
and then I started kissing my way down to her pussy. 
She stopped me and said she was too tired. She just 
wanted to sleep. She fell asleep with Mrs. Carson. I 
went into the bathroom and cleaned up and doctored my 
nipples and then went to sleep in my bed.

Mrs. Carson was gone when we woke up the next morning. 
It was again a knock on the door that woke me. I 
answered it naked and then jumped back behind the door 
when I saw that it was another boy from the class, but 
not one of Ken's friends. At least I didn't think so. 
But I had certainly made his day!

He blushed as red as my hair and said, "Hi Jen. Mr. 
Storm said that you left this on the bus the other day 
and he forgot to give it to you. He asked me to stop by 
and drop it off."

"Thanks Jerry," I said. "Sorry if I offended you. I was 
only half awake."

"That's a joke, right?" he asked. "Which monastery do 
you think I live in?!"

I smiled and stepped out from behind the door and gave 
him a kiss and thanked him again. Then I closed the 
door and opened the box. Jo was leaning up with her 
head resting on one hand watching. 

"Have you noticed that people keep giving you shit?" 
she asked, maybe half joking.

"Yes, I have noticed," I said. "Unfortunately, they are 
giving me things that would give my parents heart 
attacks."

I held up the new dress that was apparently a gift from 
Mr. Storm. It covered all the important bits, but 
everywhere else was lace! It would be obvious that I 
wasn't wearing anything under it. And it would be 
obvious that I was a slut. I really didn't feel right 
about wearing this to national monuments and historical 
sites. It just seemed totally inappropriate. I held it 
up and showed Jo and said, "I can't wear this on a 
class trip to a museum or where ever the hell we are 
going today!"

Jo smiled and said, "Dummy! Didn't you read the 
schedule?"

"Um, no, I was never given a schedule!" I said, still 
not sure what the deal was.

"Today is a free day. We can go where we want as long 
as we don't go alone, we tell a chaperone where we are 
going and carry our cell phones, and we check in every 
few hours."

I held up the dress again and I wondered where I was 
going. I didn't have any plans, but I was reasonably 
sure that someone had plans for me.

Jo and I went ahead and took our showers and got 
dressed and went down to breakfast. There were only a 
few of our group at breakfast. Thankfully, none of them 
were Cindy or Mrs. Kelley. I sat with Jo and Ken and 
the other four guys. Jo told them about Jerry bringing 
me the dress this morning and they got a big kick out 
of that.

The boys pigged out and Jo and I had our usual cereal 
and juice. We took our time though and there was a lot 
of kidding around and it was a lot of fun. I was 
suddenly struck by the fact that I had had sex with 
everyone at the table in the last few days.

Out loud I said, "I wonder what life will be like when 
I get back home? I can't go back to being a virgin 
again. And what do I do about Theresa, if she finds out 
what I have done she will have a pony!"

Everyone thought that was amusing and Ken said, "First, 
we won't let you go back to being a virgin, so don't go 
dreaming about bras and panties, because you won't be 
wearing them. Second, Theresa is Larry's sex slave and 
was very disappointed when she got sick and couldn't 
come along and be there when you lost your cherry."

I looked at Ken and I looked at Larry and I said, "You 
are shitting me, right?! I know Theresa. She has been 
my friend since fifth grade. I was scared to death 
because everyone was two years older than me and she 
looked out for me and became my closest friend. I would 
know if she wasn't a virgin!"

"Apparently not," Ken said. He turned to the others at 
the table and said, "Is there anyone here who has not 
fucked Theresa?"

Jo smiled and raised her hand, then she said, "But we 
have enjoyed many a sixty-nine!"

"No way," I said. 

"Larry," Ken said, "How long has Theresa belonged to 
you?"

Larry thought about it for a moment and said, "Almost 
two years."

Ken turned back to me and said, "Theresa didn't think 
you could handle it because you were too young. And you 
were. You were only fourteen. You were already hot, but 
you were only fourteen. And after you stopped being 
fourteen, you continued to be very naïve."

I sat back and thought about this for a minute, then I 
asked, "Is every fucking girl in town a fucking 
slave?!"

"No," Ken said, "Just the best ones."

"Why, what is so weird about our town?" I asked.

I hadn't heard her come up behind me but Mrs. Carson 
came up, kissed me on the top of my head and sat down 
beside me with a cup of coffee. "Good morning all of my 
little darlings, would you like me to answer that Ken?"

"Sure mom," he said.

She put her arm around me and said, "What makes our 
town special is some of the people in it. Not all of 
them. Not even a lot of them, but more than a few of 
them. A long time ago Ken's father, my husband, moved 
to town and opened a business. He was a handsome, 
personable young man and people in the town took to him 
right away. That is unusual in a small town, which 
should tell you something about him. 

He and I started dating and it was love at first sight 
for me. We were engaged in six months. But before he 
would let me accept his proposal he told me that I 
would have to become his sex slave once I accepted. I 
was still a virgin and if I had been in my right mind I 
would have broken something over his head and trotted 
out of there. But I didn't, because as soon as he said 
that I would be his sex slave I felt my pussy get wet 
and I wanted it. I didn't even play it coy and tell him 
I would have to think about it. If he had asked me to I 
would have gone down on him right there in the 
restaurant that night. And at the time I had never even 
seen a cock!"

"From then on my life was much like what your life has 
been like the last few days Jen. And just like you, I 
loved it. I still love it. But it takes the right kind 
of person. The wrong kind of person can't take it. If 
your panties don't get wet when you hear the word slave 
you will never be happy being one."

"Gradually, some of my husband's slave owning friends 
moved to town and became productive citizens. It is a 
nice town and the people are friendly and yet they mind 
their own business. And they don't scandalize easily."

"We didn't go out actively recruiting, but if someone 
seemed interested in the lifestyle then one of us, 
which ever of us was most appropriate for the 
individual, would start feeling them out. Now we are a 
loosely knit group of about thirty couples. Not a 
significant part of the town's population. But they are 
bankers and lawyers and barbers and shopkeepers and 
even teachers. It is not a lifestyle that is completely 
without rules." 

"For instance, as a general rule children under sixteen 
are not involved. There are some exceptions to the age 
rules. Our kids were rather precocious and managed to 
become aware of our lifestyle at an early age and so, a 
little bit at a time, as they showed that they could 
handle it, they were invited in."

"As a general rule S&M are not considered acceptable 
behavior. That is not to say that we would prevent two 
consenting adults from experimenting with it. But it is 
not normally a part of our daily activities. Violence 
is not tolerated. An abusive Master is dealt with 
harshly. Despite what you might think from the 
activities at my house on any given day, child abuse is 
not permitted. And a major sin is recruiting someone 
new without consulting the group. There were many 
heated conversations about you young lady."

"Me! Why me," I asked.

"Half the men and boys in town were drooling over you. 
Hell more than half. Let's just say all the ones that 
aren't gay. But at first you were too young. Then you 
were so protected and virginal. Shit, to listen to some 
of the talk you were going to be the next virgin 
mother! But nobody could decide if you were slave 
material. You almost seemed asexual. Until, that is, 
Theresa found those books in the back of your closet."

"WHAT!!! She didn't! I mean, what books," I ended 
sheepishly.

"Yes darling, those books. You sweet, horny little 
closet pervert," Mrs. Carson said.

"Okay," I said, defensively. "You don't have to look at 
me like that. So I have a stash, so what!"

We had lost our privacy in the dining room. The meal 
had been over for quite a while and the staff was 
hovering around our table, waiting to clean up and get 
the room ready for lunch.

We went to our rooms and got ready for a day on the 
town. Jo and I only had to brush our teeth and grab our 
purses and we were the first ones downstairs. We were 
waiting in the lobby when Jerry came over and said hi. 
He still blushed when he looked at me. I suppose he was 
still picturing me naked. 

I asked him where he was going and he said he was just 
going for a walk. He had planned on going back to the 
Smithsonian with his roommate but his roommate decided 
he would rather have a day of rest. So Jerry said that 
he was just going to go out and look around a little. 

Ken came over with his roommate, Larry. He said hello 
to Jerry and when he heard that he had nowhere to go he 
invited him to join us. 

Jerry was a nice guy, and popular at school, but not a 
part of Ken's crowd. I was surprised because, due to 
the way I was dressed I expected this would be an 
interesting day. 

Jerry asked where we were going and Ken told him that 
we were going a nearby mall to buy me some clothes 
because all of my clothes were too conservative and I 
needed to loosen up.

Jerry looked at me in surprise; I was standing there in 
a short white dress that was mostly see-through lace! 

Ken saw his look and laughed. "That one was a present 
from someone who thought she should loosen up a little 
too. Come on, it'll be fun."

The other two guys finally showed up and since we 
wouldn't all fit in one cab Ken told Jo and I to see if 
we could get the guy at the front desk to take us over 
to the mall in the hotel's van.

Jo and I walked over to the front desk in her flirtiest 
voice Jo asked the old guy at the desk if we could 
please get a ride to the mall so we could do a little 
shopping. The desk clerk looked up and, although he 
obviously like the way we looked he said that he was 
sorry but taking people shopping wasn't one of the 
authorized uses for the van.

Jo was still trying to use her charms to flirt him into 
it when one of the bellhops came over and spoke to the 
clerk quietly. At first I didn't recognized him, but 
then he turned and smiled at me and I realized that he 
was the bellhop that I had sucked off for giving Ken 
the address of the nipple piercer.

The clerk listened to the bellhop for a minute and then 
he looked at me with a different expression on his 
face. He spoke to Jo again, but he was looking right at 
me when he asked, "How badly do you want that ride?"

Jo smiled and said, "Jen will be happy to give you a 
nice blowjob for a ride."

"You will have to do the driver too," he said. 

Jo thought quickly and said, "She will do the driver 
when he picks us up and brings us back."

The clerk told the bellhop to watch the desk and 
invited me behind the desk and into the little office 
in the back. I was a little nervous; I had never been 
with a black man before. I was nervous, but I was 
curious. 

Jo followed me into the office and the clerk closed the 
door. I started to get down on my knees but he stopped 
me. "I like my cocksuckers naked," he said.

I shrugged and slipped my dress off. I had been seen 
naked by so many people in the last few days that, 
while it was still exciting, it no longer took my 
breath away.

The clerk reached out and explored my body for a 
minute. I watched his hand moving over my breasts and 
the contrast between his dark skin and my stark white 
breast was very erotic. I watched curiously as he 
unfastened his pants and pulled them down. I dropped to 
my knees and took his cock in my hand. It was no longer 
or thicker than others I had seen, but it was large. 
The skin on his cock was darker than his hands and 
face. His cock was dark black and looking at my small 
white hand on it was a big turn on. 

I started licking and sucking his cock and then I 
tightened my lips around the head of his cock and 
slowly pushed them down over his cock. I went down 
farther and farther, slowly, until the head of his cock 
was at the back of my throat, and then I kept going, 
slowly, until I had his entire cock in my mouth and his 
pubic hair was tickling my nose. 

"Oh my god, little girl!" he exclaimed. "Jesus Christ, 
how did a little girl like you learn to do that?!"

I saw Jo taking pictures with her digital camera, and I 
couldn't wait to see them!

It didn't take long to suck off the clerk, maybe I am a 
pretty good cocksucker. I hope so. Before very long I 
felt him tense up and I pulled back so that only the 
head of his cock was in my mouth and I used my hand to 
finish him off. 

"Son of a fucking bitch!" he exploded. "Girl, that was 
the best blowjob I have ever had, and I have been 
getting blowjobs for almost fifty years!" 

I smiled at him, and then I opened my mouth and let him 
see my mouthful of his cum. Then I swallowed and said, 
"Thank you sir. I am so happy I could please you." As I 
swallowed I decided that you couldn't tell a man's 
color by the taste of his cum.

I put my dress back on and the desk clerk said, "You 
girls and your friends wait out by the desk, I will get 
the van driver ready." Then he walked out.

Jo and I went out and waived the other guys over and we 
stood around the desk waiting for the clerk to come 
back. He came in a few minutes later and led us out to 
the van. He even held the doors for us! I smiled at him 
and thanked him and we were off.

I was starting to wonder what the guys had been telling 
Jerry, he kept staring at me and he had the strangest 
look on his face. His cute face, I might add. If it 
were possible for me to date, Jerry is one of the guys 
I fantasized about going out with. Of course, my idea 
of a good date has just recently been drastically 
altered. But still, I thought Jerry was cute. I used to 
have a crush on him. I saw him once come to the aid of 
a smaller kid that was being picked on by a couple of 
bullies. I thought that was so special. Most guys would 
just stand back and enjoy the show.

We got to the mall and the driver made sure we had the 
hotel's phone number. He told us that when we were 
ready to be picked up we should call, and he would pick 
us up in the same place. Then he smiled at me and drove 
off. I turned around and the others were already 
heading for the door. Jerry was waiting for me.

I smiled at him and we walked together. We walked 
quietly for a minute and finally I said, "I get the 
impression that the others have been talking to you 
about me. I hope they didn't say anything bad. I hope 
it wasn't something that gave you a bad impression of 
me."

Jerry smiled and said, "We had a short, and strange 
conversation back at the hotel. I am still not sure 
that they weren't pulling my leg. I most certainly do 
not have a bad impression of you! You are probably the 
most beautiful girl I have ever met. I have wanted to 
talk to you for a long time, but you have a kind of ice 
queen rep. That's too bad, because you are smart and 
beautiful and when you smile it lights up a room."

"You are so sweet," I said. And I really meant it. "I 
am not an ice queen. It is just that I am two years 
younger than the rest of you guys and my parents don't 
let me date older guys. Since I don't want to date 
younger guys, that means I don't date. But I think when 
I get home there are going to be changes. A lot has 
happened in the last few days."

"You're only sixteen?! Crap, I'm sorry, I thought you 
were older!"

"Don't be sorry. And I am an older sixteen. Trust me."

It was still early and the stores at the mall were just 
opening. We walked around looking in store windows. If 
the outfits in the window looked promising we would go 
inside and see if we could find a cute but slutty 
outfit for me. Since we would be going home in a couple 
of days, we were looking for things that I could also 
wear around town when I got home, maybe even to school. 
Just not like this lacy little slut dress I was wearing 
now.

When ever anyone found something that they thought 
would look good on me I would go to the changing room 
and with the door wide open and everyone standing 
around watching I would try it on. That was always fun, 
especially when there were other customers in the 
store. They would invariably join the audience outside 
the changing room door. At first, Jerry would look 
around nervously, but then he finally realized that we 
were not all going to go to jail and he started to 
relax and enjoy the show. 

For the most part the clerks just ignored us, although 
a couple of times we got some dirty looks from some of 
the younger salesgirls, and one of them called me a 
slut under her breath. We all had a good time and I got 
a lot of new clothes. They decided that they would each 
by me a new outfit, I bought three, and Ken bought be a 
half a dozen with money he said he had been given from 
a secret benefactor. Ooh, secret benefactor. That 
sounded mysterious.

Ken called the hotel for our ride and we started 
walking back to the pick up point. Jerry and I were 
hanging back and talking quietly. 

"How do you like me now?" I asked. "Still think I am an 
ice queen?"

Jerry smiled and said, "I like you so much I need to go 
back to my room and change my underwear!"

I laughed and thanked him for the compliment. I wanted 
to say something to him, or I wanted him to say 
something to me. But I didn't know how much Ken had 
told him and I didn't know what I was free to say. It 
was making be uncomfortable because I really liked him. 
Every time I undressed in the mall today I had been 
looking at him and smiling. And he had been smiling 
back. But would he be able to handle a girlfriend that 
sucked off desk clerks for a ride?

We sat around outside for about half an hour waiting 
for our van to pick us up. Jo and I were talking about 
the new outfits and how I was going to explain them to 
my mom and dad. But while we talked Ken and Jerry were 
talking and I was trying to hear that conversation.

Unfortunately I could not hear what they were saying, 
although it did sound like they were getting along 
well. The van finally pulled up and we all tossed our 
bags in the luggage area in the rear. Then we piled in 
and I sat in the far rear seat with Jerry. 

Jerry put his arm around me and we talked quietly on 
the half hour trip back to the hotel. He told me that 
he had a crush on me. He had, in fact, had a crush on 
me for several years. 

I told him that I liked him too, a lot. I told him that 
I had seen him protect a smaller kid from a couple of 
bullies once and I thought that was such a wonderful 
thing to do. And the fact that I thought that he was 
cute had nothing to do with it. 

"But you have to know something about me before you get 
too fond of me Jerry. I don't know what they have told 
you about me."

"They told me a pretty amazing story actually. I was 
pretty skeptical until we went to the mall and I 
watched you undress in front of anyone that cared to 
look your way. So it's true, you are a slave?"

"I am now. Four days ago I was a naïve virgin. But 
thankfully I was saved," I said and smiled as sweetly 
as I could. "How do you feel about what they told you?"

Jerry smiled and took my hand and placed it in his lap. 
I was startled, until I realized that his cock was hard 
as a rock and that was how he felt about it. I kissed 
him and smiled, but I realized that his feelings were 
going to be severely tested when the van got back to 
the hotel. 

"Before you get too excited, you see that old black guy 
driving the van? When we get back to the hotel I am 
going to suck his cock to pay him for the ride. Because 
I was given to him before we left by Ken and Jo. You 
should also know that I sucked the desk clerk off 
before we left for that same reason. I suppose you 
should also know that it excites me to be used and 
humiliated like that. And every time I stood in a 
changing room today and undressed in front of everyone, 
I was so fucking turned on I couldn't stand it. But I 
want you to know that I was happy you were there to see 
me."

Jerry said, "I knew about the desk clerk and I know 
about the driver. Ken and I had a couple of talks in 
the last two days. I learned some amazing things, about 
you, about some other people in our town, and about 
me."

"About you," I asked hopefully.

Jerry smiled and said, "Yeah, about me. Every time Ken 
talked to me about you I had the same reaction." He put 
my hand back on his cock and said, "That reaction."

We had been ignoring everyone else and I suddenly 
realized that everyone in the van was watching and 
listening. 

"You guys mind your own damn business!" I said, only 
half kidding.

I kissed him again and said, "I think, before we go any 
further you should watch what happens when we get back. 
I hope you still want me after that. Then we can talk."

Jerry said, "I have been picturing it in my mind all 
day! I can't wait!"

I looked at him curiously. He didn't seem like that 
kind of guy. I thought he was wonderful, but I had 
always assumed that he was as uncool as I was four days 
ago. But I suppose that if I can change this much in 
four days, maybe he can too.

And now at last, here it was, the moment of truth. The 
van pulled into the parking garage and parked by the 
back door of the hotel. We all got out and grabbed bags 
of my new clothes and headed inside. I followed the 
driver into the office and all six of my new friends 
followed, as did the desk clerk and the bellhop. 

I quickly slipped my dress off and knelt in front of 
the driver. He leered down at me and reached down to 
play with my tits while I unbuckled his belt and 
loosened his slacks and pulled them down, along with 
his boxers. This was more like the cocks you hear 
stories about when you hear about well hung black men! 
The old man had a very long, thick cock. I was getting 
worried because it was still soft. I was slightly 
relieved when I sucked it until it was hard, but it 
didn't get any larger, just harder. It was by far the 
biggest cock I had yet seen. 

I was sucking him noisily with all of my friends 
watching avidly when he turned to my friends and said 
to Ken, "I hear you are the one giving her cute little 
ass away. She is a great little cocksucker, but I sure 
would like to fuck her. What do you say?"

Ken grinned and said, "She belongs to Jerry now. You 
will have to ask him."

My heart leapt into my throat and I almost cried for 
joy when I heard that. I looked quickly at Jerry and 
when I saw the look of lust and love in his eyes I did 
cry. I smiled at him for a second before I was put back 
to work thanking the van driver. 

The driver groaned and asked, "Which one of you is 
Jerry?"

Jerry stepped closer and stood right beside me, looking 
down at the large cock in my mouth. He said, quietly, 
but with a great deal of pride evident in his voice, 
"I'm Jerry. I would really enjoy seeing you fuck her; I 
think that would be hot. Maybe we could set that up 
before we go home. But right now I want to watch you 
come in her mouth and then I want to take her upstairs 
and fuck the shit out of her. I hope you understand."

The driver grinned and said, "Kid, I don't understand 
any of this. You guys are too fucking weird. But I 
would never look a gift blowjob in the mouth. And this 
blowjob is one hell of a gift. You know where I work. 
Let me know."

Then he concentrated on the task at hand and before 
long I felt my mouth being flooded with his cum. 
Normally, I wait until a guy is finished to swallow. It 
is hard to swallow with a cock in your mouth. But I had 
to do it this time, he came so much it was starting to 
overflow! I swallowed and he filled my mouth again! I 
was impressed!

I finally licked him clean and put his cock away and 
helped him with his pants. Then Jerry helped me up and 
we grabbed our bags and went up to our room. We tossed 
the bags in a corner and Jo and I got undressed. Once 
we were naked the guys undressed. I was pleased that 
Jerry didn't seem to be self conscious in front of the 
others. 

I went up to him and leaned my body against him, gently 
moving my erect nipples over his hard stomach and I 
asked, "Do you still want me after what you just saw?" 
I knew he did, the evidence was large and obvious and 
throbbing against my belly. 

I grinned and asked, "Okay, you want me, but do you 
still like me?"

He smiled back and then he pulled me close and bent 
down to kiss me. I put my hands up to hold him back. 
"No," I said, nervously, "not that, not yet. Let me 
brush my teeth first."

"You are a slave, bitch, you don't say no, and you 
don't refuse me." Then he leaned forward and kissed me 
and I heard Jo squeal and I thought somebody was doing 
something to her. Then I saw that she was right beside 
us and all alone. She was just happy for us!

I collapsed in Jerry's arms and kissed him 
passionately, and the tears of joy streamed down my 
face. Jerry finally broke off the kiss and I turned 
around and grabbed Jo and I hugged her and kissed her 
and I sobbed "thank you" softly in her ear. 

She laughed and said, "It has been, and will continue 
to be, my pleasure, doll."

Jerry picked me up then and tossed me onto my bed. And 
then it started. I was aware of everyone watching us 
and it made it that much better as Jerry made mad, 
passionate love to me. And he did it very, very well. 
He had been teased mercilessly all day and he came 
quickly, the first time. But he stayed hard and he 
stayed in and soon we were going at it again. God it 
felt good! I came a dozen times before he came again. 
Then while I was lovingly cleaning his cock I felt 
someone on the bed behind me. Jerry moved out of the 
way and watched as whoever it was took me from behind. 
Jerry stayed right there and held my hand and looked 
lovingly at me and I adored him. 

Things kind of got wild after that. Everybody fucked 
everybody. I lost my ass cherry to Jerry. It hurt a 
little, but he was gentle and took the time to lube me 
up good and stretch my ass. When I had recuperated from 
that I had my first double penetration, with Jerry in 
my pussy and Ken in my ass, and before they finished 
Frank came over and I sucked him at the same time. Jo 
had finally gotten a break from the guys fucking her 
and she came over and played with my nipple rings and 
said, "You know what they call it when you have three 
cocks in you? You are air tight. Isn't it fantastic?!"

Yes, it is! I was getting cock crazy. But I looked in 
Jerry's eyes and I knew I wasn't out of control, in 
fact, I was being controlled, and it was wonderful.

Jerry and Ken came eventually, but although Frank was 
enjoying my mouth, he was done for a while and when 
they came he backed away and we all rested for a 
minute, a long minute. 

Jo and I took a shower; we were dripping cum and really 
looked well used. We went back out to the room and Jo 
pulled me back to the bed. Before we could lay down I 
noticed all the wet spots and I went back into the 
bathroom and got some towels and then we laid on the 
bed and we made out for a while, which eventually 
became a nice, slow, gentle sixty-nine. 

There was a knock at the door, but Jo and I kept 
playing while someone opened the door. I heard someone 
come in and then I heard Mrs. Carson inviting us to 
dinner. Jo and I finally looked up and saw Mrs. Carson, 
Mr. Storm and Mr. Lathrop watching us at play.

"That looks delicious, ladies," she said, "but it isn't 
very filling. Why don't you get something on and we 
will go down the street to that restaurant for dinner?" 

Jo and I grinned at her and got up, reluctantly. We 
quickly cleaned up and when we got back into the room 
the three adults were going through my new wardrobe, 
trying to decide what I should wear to dinner.

They ended up deciding on a very short skirt and a crop 
top that left the bottom of my breasts exposed and said 
"JUST ASK!" in big bold print on my tits. I didn't get 
it, but they thought it was amusing. 

Larry, Frank and Chris didn't feel like walking to the 
restaurant. They had enough walking at the mall today. 
So it was just Tom, Jo, Ken, Jerry and me and the three 
adults. Mr. Storm had made a note of the phone number 
for the restaurant and called ahead. He told them he 
would need a table for eight and asked how long the 
wait would be. He ended up with a reservation for an 
hour from now. 

So the guys went to their rooms and got cleaned up and 
put on some clean clothes. Jo and I got dressed and we 
went downstairs and waited for the guys. 

Fifteen minutes later we were walking slowly up the 
street toward the restaurant, looking in all the shop 
windows and enjoying the pleasant evening. Jerry had 
his arm around me and as we walked Mrs. Carson was 
talking to us. 

"Ken told me about your day," she said. I couldn't 
figure out when he could have done that. I guess it was 
when I was taking a shower. "I wish I could have been 
there but I had to stick around and keep checking up on 
my other charges. We had kids all over town today! I 
would have loved to watch you trying on clothes at the 
mall darling. And I am still wet from picturing you 
with the desk clerk and the driver."

"God, I love you, Mrs. Carson, you are such a fucking 
pervert!" I said.

Jerry laughed and said, "I love you too Mrs. Carson. I 
owe you a lot. Ken told me you are responsible for 
putting a fire between my new slave's thighs, and you 
are the one that thought I would be the perfect match 
for her."

I looked at her, and saw that it was true. "How did you 
know?" I asked. "How did you know about me? Did you 
know I had a crush on Jerry? How did…"

"Whoa girl, slow down," she said. "Okay, let's see, 
first, I knew about you because I know Theresa, 
intimately. I must admit that it took a long time for 
her to convince me. You have always been one of my 
favorite students, you are bright and inquisitive. You 
enjoy learning and you understand things. I suspect 
that if you were to take an IQ test you would test in 
the high genius range. I love you almost as much as I 
love my own daughter and I had some serious misgivings 
about damaging your tender little psyche."

"As for Jerry, Ken liked him, although they weren't 
really friends, just acquaintances. Ken is a remarkable 
young man, I don't know if you have noticed." She 
looked around to make sure Ken was out of hearing range 
and said, "Ken is also very intelligent, he is one of 
those natural born leaders, he is also a very 
compassionate person, I love that about him. And he is 
also a very good judge of character. I knew from 
Theresa that you had a crush on Jerry, and I knew from 
Ken that every time you walked into a room Jerry forgot 
what he was saying."

I looked at Jerry and grinned. He blushed sweetly. I 
kissed him and looked back to Mrs. Carson. She said, "I 
spoke with Mr. Storm. Jerry was always a good student 
in my class, but I didn't really know him very well. 
You are such a quiet, self assured young man Jerry. I 
have high hopes for you. But I needed someone else to 
have an opinion about you before I proposed you two as 
a couple to the group. Mr. Storm, as it turns out, was 
already considering you. You really impressed him with 
your maturity and your demeanor. And he mentioned an 
incident in which you stopped a couple of bullies from 
picking on a smaller kid that you didn't even know. 
That really impressed him! You guys seemed like the 
perfect pair, and all the guys were dying to get in 
your pants Jen, and the girls, me included, are looking 
forward to getting in your pants, Jerry."

"So, we agreed that you would be a great couple, and 
you would both be welcome additions to our little 
social group, the question was, how Jen would react to 
being dipped slowly into a pit of depravity. We put Ken 
and Jo to the task of initiating you, with the 
instruction that if you showed any reluctance that 
would be the end of it. We don't often induct virgins 
into our society. Normally, if a girl is still a virgin 
at sixteen then she is not a good candidate. But Mr. 
Lathrop is friends with your parents, Jen, and he said 
that we should give you a chance. He is the one that 
suggested that we use the class trip as your 
initiation, since you would be out from under your 
parents influence."

"I hope you understand that your parents are wonderful, 
caring people, and that what they want for you is what 
any normal parent would want for their daughter. They 
have done very well by you. You are an impressive young 
lady. It's just that, how do I say this? Some people 
are different. As a general rule they have a higher IQ, 
they are more attuned to the people and the planet 
around them. They are more compassionate. And they are 
more apt to have that little something that provides 
the world with masters and slaves. 

We don't know what that is, but the people in our 
little society all have it. We believe we are all good 
citizens. We are productive, successful, hard working 
members of our community. We know that society in 
general would not approve of us, but we understand that 
and wouldn't think of challenging their sensibilities, 
which isn't to say that we don't tickle their 
sensibilities from time to time. I say all of that so 
that you will realize that you have responsibilities to 
the world around you. We aren't interested in selfish 
people."

"Ah, good, we are here. I don't remember it being this 
far. I need a drink!"

We went in and were seated quickly. Jo and I were both 
dressed provocatively and we attracted a good bit of 
attention as we were led to our table. The adults 
ordered a bottle of wine and the rest of us had soft 
drinks or tea. 

We had a real cute young waiter. As he was taking 
orders he kept looking at my shirt and trying not to 
smile. When he came back with our appetizers, Mr. 
Storm, who had noticed his distraction, asked the 
waiter, "Aren't you going to ask?" 

"Sir?" the waiter said, "Ask what sir?"

"It's alright son, that's why she wore the shirt, she 
wants you to ask," Mr. Storm said, good naturedly.

The poor kid didn't know what to say. Finally he said, 
"Sir, I will admit that some things come to mind, but 
there is nothing I want to ask so badly that I am 
willing to lose my job over it."

"Son, I assure you, your job is not in jeopardy, and 
she would get a kick out of you asking."

The waiter knew he was being played with, but he didn't 
think it was malicious. We were a friendly and 
attractive group and he was enjoying waiting on us. 

I smiled at him and said, "Go ahead, ask me anything."

He smiled back, realizing he was being dared, and he 
said, "Alright, what size bra do you wear?"

"I don't wear a bra silly," I said.

"Hmmm," he said, grinning, "What else don't you wear?"

I pulled my short skirt up a couple of inches. That was 
all that was required to put my pussy on display.

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed. "Oops, I'm sorry, excuse me, 
that slipped out." 

We all laughed in a friendly way and told him it was 
okay.

He smiled at us and walked away holding a menu in front 
of him to avoid embarrassment.

We had a wonderful meal and a very pleasant evening. 
And we teased that poor waiter mercilessly. 

Later, we all went back to my room and I put on a 
fashion show for everyone with my new clothes. It was a 
lot of fun, but I was getting sad. Mrs. Carson asked me 
what was wrong. 

I had to tell her that I loved my parents, but I didn't 
want to go back to living like I had been. Wearing my 
old clothes and not being able to date. I don't want to 
be a virgin again!

Mrs. Carson said, "Don't worry darling, we all love 
fucking you much too much to let that happen. Mr. 
Lathrop has already started working on your folks. And 
Mr. Phillips, the Guidance Counselor, who you will be 
fucking soon to thank him for his efforts, has been 
working on your parents since we left. 

They have been informed that he and your teachers are 
concerned that you are becoming repressed and that your 
social development is inadequate. You need to be 
allowed more freedom to fit into your peer group and 
grow to your full potential. 

Mr. Phillips is a very persuasive man. I talked to him 
this morning and he said that when you get home you 
will find that there have been some changes. That 
doesn't mean that you can bring Jerry home and take him 
to your bedroom. But you will be allowed to date and 
buy your own clothes. 

Oh, and you will be happy to learn that you will be a 
founding member of the high school's new History Club, 
which will be meeting two evenings a week."

I kissed her and thanked her for everything she had 
done. I also kissed and thanked Mr. Storm and Mr. 
Lathrop. I was naked and they enjoyed the moment.

I had expected another orgy to develop, but it was 
getting late and everyone but Ken and Jerry left. The 
four of us went to bed. Now I knew what it was like for 
Jo to make love to someone you were in love with. Jo 
and I smiled at each other as we were making love to 
our men, and I mouthed "thank you" to her. She winked 
at me and then I put my arms and my legs around Jerry 
and gave myself to him completely. It was the most 
astounding sex ever!

We had two more days in D.C. We went to Arlington 
Cemetery. It was so beautiful, and so sad. We saw the 
Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and watched the changing of 
the guard. We visited President Kennedy's grave. And we 
walked around and read headstones. 

It was awe inspiring, seeing the graves of all of those 
brave heroes. But it was also tragic, all of those 
promising lives snuffed out so young. So many of the 
graves we saw were for eighteen and nineteen and twenty 
year old kids. It made me cry. I was glad that the guys 
recognized how solemn this place was and behaved 
themselves.

The next day we got to vote on where we went and almost 
everyone wanted to go back to the Smithsonian. Some 
wanted to go to the mint, but I figured they weren't 
giving out samples so I voted for the museum. But there 
were enough that wanted to go to the mint that Mrs. 
Kelley took the smaller group and they went. The rest 
of us went to the museum.

It was our last day in town and we were all pretty 
excited. And the guys were acting up. It was Saturday 
and the place was really crowded and I couldn't move or 
standstill without being groped, grabbed, or uncovered 
in front of crowds of strangers. I should add that for 
the most part the crowds seemed to approve.

After another long day of walking around and gawking, 
and being gawked at, we went back to the hotel for our 
last dinner in the hotel restaurant. Jerry left the 
table just before we went back upstairs and was gone 
for a few minutes, and then he came back and invited 
our little group of perverts back to my room. The ten 
of us, seven kids and three adults, went upstairs and I 
was sent in to take a shower. I knew something was 
going on. 

I took a shower and wrapped a towel around myself. I 
don't know why, I have had sex with everyone in the 
room. But I did, and then I went out into the room. My 
jaw dropped when I opened the door and saw the driver 
that had taken us to and brought us back from the mall. 

I smiled at him and looked at Jerry. I asked, "Oh! Is 
this for me?!" Everyone cracked up and I dropped the 
towel and walked up to the tall, dark skinned driver 
who was enjoying the view of my lithe young body. 

He reached out and pulled me close and kissed me, 
meanwhile exploring my body with his strong, thick 
fingers. Soon I was helping him tear his clothes off 
and then he was lying on his back on my bed and I was 
crouched over him sucking his large cock into hardness. 

I was happy to see that he didn't mind the large 
audience in the least. As I sucked I looked over at 
Jerry and smiled, as well as I could with that big cock 
in my mouth anyway. Jerry smiled back and I 
concentrated on giving him the show he wanted.

Once the driver was hard I moved up over him and with 
Jo's kind help I lined his cock up and slid down onto 
it slowly. I started off gently, getting used to being 
so full took a few minutes. But once I had adjusted to 
that huge thing it felt great and I started fucking him 
violently. My tits were bouncing wildly, and after 
lying there, watching them bounce for a few minutes, he 
grabbed them and squeezed them and actually controlled 
my movements using them as handles.

I started having orgasm after orgasm and by the time 
that old black man had finally cum I was exhausted. I 
finally rolled off of him and gingerly moved to the 
bathroom to clean up. He was still lying there when I 
came back in the room, I found out later that Jo had 
been ordered to get him hard again and now Mrs. Carson 
was riding that big cock happily. Her breasts were 
really large and firm and it was amazing to watch them 
swing as she fucked.

After the driver came in Mrs. Carson, I cleaned him up 
and he dressed and thanked us and said goodbye. We all 
thanked him and then, after he left, the orgy 
commenced. I had Jerry first. 

Jerry asked me how I had liked that big black cock and 
I had to admit that it had been wonderful, though I 
didn't think I could take that monster everyday. I 
asked him if he could still feel anything. I hoped I 
wasn't too stretched out for him. He smiled and said, 
"Don't worry you horny little slut, your cunt still 
feels just fine. I am sure that I am going to enjoy it 
for many years to come."

I hugged him tight and told him for the first time that 
I loved him. He told me that he loved me too, and we 
kissed.

Our last party of the class trip lasted until two in 
the morning. The adults had to drive us all home 
tomorrow, so, regretfully, they left early to get some 
sleep. We kids continued until nobody could take 
anymore. We finally gave out and the others left while 
the four of us took a quick nap. We only got three 
hours sleep. We had to get up and pack and be ready to 
go by seven AM.

It was a very long trip and those of us that had 
partied so hard slept for most of the first few hours. 
We were all anxious to get home, but we were still 
having fun. The conversation on the trip home, in our 
vehicle at least, was very suggestive, full of double 
entendres. But we had to be careful what we said 
because two of the girls in our car were not slaves. 
But they weren't stupid either; they had seen the 
change in me and the way I dressed. And they had 
probably heard things. One of them even asked me about 
the problem I seemed to be having with the back of my 
skirt in the museum.

I just laughed and told her that it was breezy and the 
guys had tried to hold my skirt down. 

When we got home it was late in the evening. Mrs. 
Carson went ahead and dropped everyone off instead of 
having us picked up at the school. My parents were very 
happy to see me. I could see in their eyes that they 
weren't pleased with the clothes I was wearing, but 
they didn't say anything. And they must have noticed 
that I had come home with twice as many articles of 
clothing than I had left with. But they just hugged me 
and kissed me and they thanked Mrs. Carson for taking 
such good care of me. 

Mrs. Carson smiled and hugged me and said it was a 
pleasure; she always enjoyed the company of her 
favorite student.

My parents and I talked for an hour or so, I went on 
and on about all I had seen. Finally I was falling 
asleep at the table so we all went to bed.

After breakfast the next day they told me that they had 
been thinking things over and they were concerned that 
they were being too controlling, not letting me grow. I 
was going to be graduating in a few months and going to 
college. That left far too little time for me to learn 
to be more responsible for my own decisions in life. 
They apologized and said that I would probably have to 
remind them from time to time, but that I had always 
been responsible and they were going to have to start 
trusting me. 

I kissed them both and thanked them. I couldn't wait to 
tell Jerry. I knew I would still have to watch what I 
wore and keep my sex life to myself, but it was obvious 
that I did indeed owe Mr. Phillips a good fuck. He had 
really shown my parents the light.

It was a school day, and they were obviously not all 
that happy with the dress I had on. They would have 
really been upset if they knew that I wasn't wearing 
anything under it. I started walking to school but only 
got a block before Jerry pulled up and I got in his 
car. I kissed him passionately and told him about my 
conversation with my parents. He was, of course, as 
happy as I was and to celebrate I sucked his cock all 
the way to school. 

He managed to park before he came. After I swallowed he 
pulled me up and kissed me and told me how much he 
loved me. We were getting out of the car when Jo and 
Ken walked up. I hugged them both and we walked into 
the school. 

Things were different after the senior class trip. I 
was in the 'in crowd' now. Theresa and I could talk 
honestly about anything now. I could date and dress 
fashionably. And I had a lot of sex, mostly with Jerry, 
but with lots of other people too. We frequently went 
to Ken's house and had orgies with his entire family. 
Ken's father, Hal, was extremely well endowed, and 
extremely talented. And, to my great pleasure, he was 
an excellent teacher. Every time we spent any time at 
Ken's house with his family Jerry learned something 
that we would later enjoy doing together. 

When finals finally came around we would meet after 
testing each day in Jack's garage for some fantastic 
orgies. 

Life is good.

THE END

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To that small group of disturbed people who have 
enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank 
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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