Trials: Past Experiences [Fiction]

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Two months later, it was Mary's turn to have her birthday and she invited me over, along with some other friends. Her twin brother, of course, was present for the occasion. He was kind and understanding, and really not agressively chasing after girls, which made him all the more endearing to the girls in school. Despite my own preferences, I found him cute and witty, and when I wondered how it would feel with a boy, I often pictured him, simply because he was nice, athletic and available. I never intended to act on it, though.

I hadn't had any more sex after that night with Mary. The main reason was that it was hard to set it up. We could do a few timid things in the showers at the gym but the danger of getting caught prevented us from going too far with it. Every time I met with Mary, I remembered what we had done and I wanted to do it again, but the opportunities were few. I had browsed through my mother's stuff but she did not have a dildo and I did not know what to use. I was still too shy to look this stuff over the internet. Anyway, my father had a parental lock on the computer. I knew because I had once tried to access (by accident) a porn site and had been given a stern warning.

The day of the party, I wore my most beautiful dress and headed over to Mary's house. I was the last to get there. I was surprised by some of the guests. I had expected Pauline to be there, of course, since these two were inseparable. The fact that Kate and Judy, two other girls from the swim team, were around was news to me. As far as I knew, they weren't that great friends with Mary. Maybe Pauline had brought them over. Thomas was also there, of course.

The afternoon was full of simple activities. We painted our nails and did our hair, then submitted Thomas to the same torture. He was a sport about it and it did land him a kiss from every girl in the room, though he basically had no reaction to it.

After supper, Tom and Mary's parents decided to give us the house and went to see a movie. That left us all alone in the house with two to three hours to ourselves. It wasn't long before Pauline took control.

"We're going to play a sexy game."

Thomas, it seemed, did not want to play.

"Now, Tom... this is your birthday, you deserve a treat."
"But I really don't want to..."
"Do if for your sister."
"All right fine."

Pauline produced an envelope with papers on them.

"Since it was Mary who invited us, she gets to pick first. There's one paper with a black mark. That's the one you don't want to get."
"Why?"
"I'll tell you once you get it."

Mary drew first, then Thomas. It was then me, then Kate, Judy and finally Pauline. We all revealed the papers. I had the one with the black mark.

"It's Claire!"
"So... what happens to me?"
"well, first of all, we have to blindfold you."

I looked at Mary. She gave me a reassuring smile so I decided I'd comply. I was blindfolded and then taken about a tour of the house, down a flight of stairs and into a basement.

I felt one of my hand being tugged in a direction, then I felt a rope tied around it. The blindfold was removed. My hand had been tied to a support beam in the basement, not enough that I couldn't move, just enough that I couldn't get away without first untying the rope.

"Why am I tied up?"

Pauline answered.

"We want you to remain here. Tom, you stand guard. We'll be back..."

The girls went back up the stairs. Tom seemed completely uninvolved in the activity.

"Sorry about that."
"About what?"
"Whatever they got planned. My sister can be real weird sometimes..."
"I don't think it's your sister..."
"Yeah. I don't like Pauline either."

We laughed discreetly. Since Tom was here, I might as well chat him up. Maybe get to know him a little better.

"What do you think they have in mind?"
"I don't know. Probably strip you."

I was a bit taken aback.

"Something wrong?"
"No..."
"Is it because of me?"
"Well... yeah. Maybe a little."

Tom looked away.

"I can look away if you want."
"Thanks, but I don't think they'll let you. I think the whole point is to humiliate me... I guess I don't mind. You are kind of cute."

I couldn't believe I had said that. I was simply trying to relieve some of tension. But Tom seemed unaffected by my words, even if he thanked me for them.

The girls came back down. They were carrying jars of condiments, bread and some more rope. Again, Pauline was in charge.

"You have two choices, Claire. Either you strip for us or we strip you."
"Can't I make a deal?"
"What kind of a deal?"
"I take off one thing, you take off one too."

Pauline thought about my suggestion for a moment.

"It sounds good. But we get to choose who removes what. Deal?"
"Sure..."

If I was going to get humiliated, I wanted some form of payback and that was the only idea I had come up with on the spur of the moment.

"I can't really remove anything if I'm still tied up."

Pauline agreed and had Thomas untie me. He whispered to me as he was doing so.

"You want me to leave?"
"No, it's cool..."

In truth, I was somewhat intimidated by his presence. Getting naked in front of girls was one thing: I had done it plenty of times in the changing rooms. But getting naked in front of a guy was something new. Yet for some reason, I trusted Tom. I knew he wouldn't take advantage of it. As I massaged my wrist, I saw the faces staring at me. Only Mary and Thomas seemed sympathetic. The other girls, Pauline, Kate and Judy, had a vicious look to them. I shrugged it off. Pauline was always like that.

"All right, Claire, Strip!"
"You take something off first..."
"Fine!"

Pauline looked around then stopped at Mary.

"Mary take off your skirt."

Mary obliged, exposing her white panties to all of us. Thomas didn't seem in shock at seeing his sister strip which was a good thing. It was my turn. I slipped my dress over my body, exposing my bra and panties. I had chosen a lacy motif, something very sensual. I felt particularly vulnerable exposed in it. Mary stared at me with desire. Thomas' stare was impressed but not as lustful as his sister's. The other girls just giggled with glee. Pauline turned to Thomas.

"Let's see those muscles, Tom."

Tom pulled off his t-shirt. He was working out, we all knew it. He had recently joined the bodybuilding team and his muscles were starting to show. He was quite a hunk, even for my tastes.

Pauline turned to me.

"Bra off Claire."

This time, I was intimidated. Despite the sensuality of my underwear, it still felt like a bikini. Exposing myself to them, to Tom, was something else entirely. I felt exhiliration and anguish. All of a sudden, staring into Pauline's eyes, some odd notion came over me. She was reveling in humiliating me. She had planned this, somehow. I was wondering why. She insisted. Somewhat reluctancly, I undid the clasp and took off the bra, turning my back to them as I did so. The bra fell to the floor.

"Turn around."

I did, but my hands were on my breasts. Again, that gleeful look on their faces. Pauline came back agressively.

"Take off something else."
"You first."

I only had my underwear left.

"Tom. Pants!"
"What? No!"
"Tom, do as I say."

Pauline had a way of bossing everyone around and making them toe the line. Tom undid his belt, lowered his trousers. He was wearing tight boxers which really accentuated his bulge. Everyone blushed a little. The only men I had ever seen naked were on the internet, during that incident I had recalled earlier. I tried to imagine what Tom's penis would look like.

Of course, it was now my turn. I only had my panties on. Taking off my panties was less intimidating than taking my hands off my breasts. I swallowed a little and went on with my business with haste. As I tossed the panties to the floor, I hurried my hands back to my breasts. Mary was obviously excited at seeing me naked again, and the other girls were finally showing something more than just malice in their grins. Tom was also staring.

Pauline turned to Kate and Judy who moved towards me. Each one grabbed an arm and pulled my hands away from my breasts.

"Hey! Be gentle..."

Kate apologized. Judy ignored me. I was now exposed to everyone. Pauline advanced towards me. She tied one hand back to the support beam; she then went to tie my other hand up, with a longer rope, which could reach the support beam at the other side of the room. She was going to stretch me open.

"Mary?..."

I called out but Mary stood there, fixated on my naked form. I remembered our time together two months earlier and those thoughts got me all excited. Pauline carried on with her business, and soon my arms were stretched between the columns, as my entire figure lay exposed for their benefit.

"We need a moment. Tom, guard her."
"She's not going anywhere."
"Tom!"
"Fine..."

Pauline took the rest of the girls into the downstairs' bathroom. Tom kept some distance from me. I could see the bulge in his pants reacting to my presence. I blushed a little; he looked away. For a moment, we said nothing. Finally, he turned to me.

"You know, Claire, maybe we can stop this... I can untie you if you'd like."
"Thanks Tom but... no."

I had a pretty good idea by that time what Pauline was planning for me, and at this point, I didn't really mind. Tom's presence was the only unnerving element.

"If you want to leave, though..."
"Yeah, well... someone's gotta make you're all right."
"Your sister's here."
"Well, all the same... If you don't mind..."
"I don't."

I smiled at him. He was genuinely concerned for my well-being, and despite having a gorgeous nude girl at his disposal, he was not going to take advantage of it if I did not give him permission to do so. I smiled at him. I didn't really mind being exposed; I had thought about it a few times in the past and had agreed with myself that if it happened, I would be okay with it.

The girls returned. Mary was only wearing her underwear at that point, a black bra and boxers. As always, Pauline took charge.

"Now, Claire, I know you and Mary did some things a few months ago..."

I looked at Mary, wondering if she had told her, but I didn't think so. More likely, Pauline had deduced it. She was smart, after all.

"Now, I don't really mind..."

As she started to speak, I knew she was lying. She was jealous. I knew that Mary had been initiated into sexuality by Pauline. Mary had done the same to me. That's why I had to pay. That was the tension I had felt earlier from her. Kate and Judy were there to provide assistance to Pauline's revenge on me. Mary was forced to play along because she didn't want to lose Pauline's friendship. And Thomas, well... he didn't seem to play a part in this story. He was probably here just by accident, because it was his birthday too. Or maybe he played a part in my humiliation because Pauline wanted a male presence.

"...what happened, but I do want to know what it was like... So you two are going to recreate the event for me."

I was somewhat taken aback. Mary blushed. She was clearly intimidated by Pauline's presence and would comply with her request, but performing her wasn't part of her priorities. I was guessing Tom's presence made her nervous. So this humiliation was for both our benefits. I wanted to ask Tom to take charge and set me free; I'm sure he would have obliged. But at the same time, the possibility of being with Mary, even given the circumstances, was very strong and the circumstances were adding to my desire.

Mary walked over to me.

"If you don't want to..."
"Kiss me Mary."

She leaned in and kissed me.

"I want to do this. I don't mind."

My smile was all she needed. She groped my breasts. I closed my eyes so I could not see Pauline's grin or Thomas' face. I felt Mary's lips on my nipples.

Pauline would not be one to be intimidated by my compliance.

"Mary... I want you to get on your knees and eat her out."

Pauline would not leave us alone until her sense of retribution had been fulfilled, and that included humiliating us. She would have us broken before she would admit defeat. It was going to a tough call, getting what I wanted while insuring that Pauline's thirst for revenge was quenched. I would need all of my wits, and I would have to demean myself in ways I had never done before.

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For a moment, Mary hesitated. She had been ordered by Pauline, who had her friends Kate and Judy stretch and tie me up naked in the basement of the twins' house, to eat me out, to place her mouth over my pussy and perform for their benefit, and potentially my pleasure and humiliation. What made her hesitate was the presence of her brother, who was standing across the room only in his boxers. I imagined that my current predicament also made her hesitate. But Pauline was insistent and not one to take no for an answer. If Mary didn't comply, Pauline was liable to come up with a worse thing to do.

Mary buried her head into me and and started eating me out, like she had done roughly two months prior at my birthday. My eyes were closed. I didn't mind the position I was in or the pleasure Mary was providing me, but I did not care for seeing anyone's face while she did so.

Oddly enough, the situation wasn't as stimulating as I thought it might have been. It felt pleasant but not really pleasurable. I realized that Mary was putting on a show more than actually working me. She was intimidated by the other's presence after all. I decided, after a moment, to help her along with her show and I started to moan a little, not too loud, just enough so that whoever was staring at the scene would be convinced we were performing adequately. This was about revenge and humiliation on Pauline's part, both on Mary and me.

The show was convincing enough, I believed. Pauline told Mary to stop. As Mary pulled away, I felt Pauline crawl in near my crotch.

"Yes, that's all nice and wet, Claire... Good job, Mary."

I opened my eyes. I felt Pauline's lips on my crotch. She licked me once or twice.

"Come here Tom!"

Tom reluctantly moved towards us. He was now hard in his boxers.

"Come here!"

Tom was right next to me. Pauline pulled him down to his knees. Both their faces were at my crotch level, examining me. It was very hard not to budge or close my legs. I knew if I submitted to this Pauline would leave me alone in the future. I was beginning to consider her friendship not worth the trouble.

"Kiss it!"

Tom looked at her, then at me. I gave him a quiet nudge. He planted his lips on my pussy. It tickled from his growing mustache.

"You've kissed a girl there before, haven't you Tom?"

We all knew Tom had been pretty active in terms of relationships in the last year. He'd gone through four girls, one of which we knew from the swim team who had sex with him once. She told us he was all right but seemed shy while doing it.

"Do you want to kiss it again?"

The correct answer would have been yes, but Thomas, given the gentleman that he was, answered no. That wasn't the right thing to say to Pauline. She pushed him back.

"Kate, Judy, come here!"

Both girls followed. I didn't mind Kate so much as Judy, or as we liked to call her behind her back: the Sloth. Judy never bathed, at least not that we could tell. Her scent, especially from up close, was odd. You could actually tell when she walked into the room. We had no explanation other than she probably didn't wash herself. Kate was just another girl from the swimteam with which I had very little affinity, but I had no real opinion on her - before today.

"Taste it."

Both Kate and Judy placed their tongues on my pussy at the same time. This time, the humiliation was more obvious. I cringed a little, but Pauline grabbed my legs. It didn't last long, but it didn't feel good. They pulled away, licking their lips. It left me with an odd impression of being merely an object for their amusement, which probably wasn't far from the truth.

Pauline and her consorts got up and stared at Thomas.

"Tom... take off your boxers. We want to see your dick."
"No!"
"Tom... we'll force you if we have to."

Tom sighed again. He clearly wasn't into this as much as me. He could have taken up some kind of defense for himself and frankly, given how tough he already was, they couldn't have taken him down. Instead, he simply dropped his boxers, exposing himself to us.

I couldn't help staring. That was the real thing. Long and hard. It had seemed longer in the video I had seen. Maybe it was different for everyone. Maybe it was because Thomas was younger. I could imagine, given the shape of the dildo Mary had used on me, how it could fit inside me and how it could be pleasurable, but it didn't strike me as extremely desirable. To me, it looked more like an add-on to a well-muscled physique. It seemed out of place.

Pauline and the others, except for Mary, almost charged him. They moved him to a chair, spread his legs, and examined it at length, first without touching it at all. Even from this distance, I could see something glistening at the tip. I knew from our biology classes what it was.

"I want to taste it..."

Pauline did not wait for permission before bobbing down on Thomas' shaft. Thomas cringed. Pauline did not stay down there for long. She pulled up. Kate and Judy both took turns swallowing it, playing with it with their tongues and then pulling back up. Thomas was experiencing the same feelings I was: arousal, resentment, desire and insecurity.

My eyes darted towards Mary, who was standing motionless in the middle of the room in her underwear. Clearly, she was intimidated by the fact that her friend (and one-time lover) as well as her twin brother were naked and being pleasured.

"You want to taste your twin, Mary?"

Pauline's question, coming out of left field, made Mary cry out.

"Are you insane? That's incest! I don't mind watching but I'm not touching."

Pauline got up.

"All right. Don't panic. It was just a question. You didn't mind tasting your best friend here..."
"She's not family..."
"Fair enough."

Pauline told Kate and Judy to leave Thomas alone.

"Mary, you're going to have to strip too."
"Why?"
"Because I say so. Come on. Do it for your friend."

Mary was quickly coming to the same realizations as me regarding Pauline, one, that she was not that good of a friend to have around and two, that she would not leave us alone until she was satisfied that we had paid for our insult to her. Pauline had a lot of influence at school and it was a bad idea to get on her bad side.

"Fine... But can I have a moment with my brother and Claire? Please?"

Mary made herself pleading. Pauline liked that but was also skeptical.

"All right. Me and the girls are going upstairs to get the rest of the gear. But you'd better be naked when I get back down."

Pauline, Kate and Judy left the basement. Mary walked to Tom but she spoke to both of us.

"Look, we better just go along with their games and have fun..."
"Easy for you to say, there's just girls here."
"Tom, please... I don't ask much of you."
"Well..."
"Claire?"
"I'm good with whatever happens. Besides, if I'm going to get it, I might as well enjoy it, right?"

Mary smiled at me, then she took off her top and bottom. She stepped away from her brother to do so. She talked to him without looking.

"So no funny stuff between us, right Tom?"
"Right."
"Just go along with what Pauline says and this will all be over soon."

I add my own opinion.

"Make a show of it. Exagerate a little. Play along."

Mary acquiesced.

That was all the time we had before Pauline and her acolytes returned to us with a full handbag.

"We're going to have some fun now..."

Pauline reached into the bag and pulled out a dildo. It wasn't the same as the last one that had been used on me. It was sleaker and a tad longer, made more like a cone than an actual penis. She's not done as she reaches into the bag and pulls out some kind of harness which I've never seen before.

"Tom, you're going to have quite a treat today."

We didn't understand Pauline's words until she started to completely strip naked. She was very beautiful and athletic, as captain of the swim team. She paraded a little for our benefit.

"Claire?"
"Yes, Pauline."
"You want to fuck?"

I wanted to say no, but the truth was, I did want to fuck. I would have been saying no strictly to piss her off, which would defeat the purpose of collaborating. I was also intrigued by the devices she had brought along.

"Yeah, Pauline, I kinda do."

Pauline smirked. Judy came over to her and placed the harness around Pauline's waist. Then Kate set up the dildo within the harness so it stuck out, like a real penis would on a man. I had never seen a contraption like this but Mary obviously had.

"You're going to ride her with a strap-on?"
"Well, sure... if she wants me to..."

Mary stared at me. I couldn't tell if she was telling me to resist or not.

"But I was thinking I would start with you, Mary... if it's all right with your brother."

She looked at Tom. Her tone implied that Tom didn't really have a choice.

"Judy, why don't you give some head to Tom. Kate go with her."

Pauline got on her back.

"Come on, Mary. It's not like we've never done this before..."
"Well... okay."

I was guessing Mary's only concern was performing in front of a group, particularly one containing her brother. She complied and moved to Pauline, sitting on top of her, allowing the dildo to penetrate her pussy. Kate and Judy removed their tops, exposing their breasts to Tom. They took turns going down on him, licking him up, bobbing up and down. The twins were both being taken care of. In the meantime, I was still tied up and stretched, so I couldn't do anything but watch. I didn't look so much at Thomas as I did at Mary. I saw her shape going up and down and it drove me wild.

Mary's face became livid: she no longer cared who was beneath or around her; for a moment, she was at peace with whatever happened. As the pleasure rode into her, her hands came to rest on Pauline's breasts and she stirred back to reality.

"That was good, Mary... very good."

Mary got off Pauline and returned to her original position. Tom was doing his best not to show emotion but being sucked on by two girls alternately was really taking its toll.

"Don't let him come."

Kate and Judy slowed down on Thomas. Pauline walked around me to stand behind me.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Claire."
"Go ahead."

This might not have been the ideal situation but seeing Mary being worked up like that made me want to be taken too. I sensed the extremity of the dildo near my pussy. Pauline rammed it into me. I moaned hard, closing my eyes and tilting my head back.

I sensed Pauline using the toy to drive me into ecstasy and I allowed her do it. Why should I have deprived myself of it when all she wanted to do was humiliate me? It's all a matter of perspective, really. She would get what she wanted and I would take some enjoyment from it. Her hands reached around the front and massaged my breasts. I felt the excitement rise with each thrust, until I could no longer hold it - and then she stopped, before I could reach my peak. She pulled out. I collapsed onto the ropes.

"Kate, Judy, come here."

They stopped their work on Tom, who seemed thankful for it, and they came to us.

"Untie her. I thought she might resist but she's way into it. We're going to have some fun then."

As they released me from my restraints, I fell to the floor. I had been stretched out for so long it was hard to keep my balance. This made Pauline laugh.

"Get on all fours, Claire."

I did as she asked. She stood behind me and took me again, letting the dildo reach deep into me. It actually felt wonderful to sense her presence behind me; her hands grabbed my blonde hair and pulled on it. I was being ridden for all she was worth. I paid no attention to where I was or who was riding me. I was doing it for the sheer pleasure and Pauline finally rode me into ecstasy. I collapsed as she pulled away and let me go.

"Tom! Come here..."

Tom got up and walked over to her.

"You're going to fuck her now..."

This time, I had a reaction. Luckily for me, so did Tom. We both agreed on it. Tom spoke first.

"No way!"
"Tom, I told you to fuck her."
"No."

He was adamant. I had come to the realization that I was into girls a few months back. Someone having a boy, even one as hunky as Tom, doing me did not feel right. Pauline was frustrated, but her mind came up with a solution.

"How about you fuck with the strap-on?"
"Uh?"

Everyone in the room looked puzzled. Pauline got up and removed the strap-on from herself. She then asked Kate and Judy to help her put it on Tom. It was a strange sight, seeing the artificial penis set up over his real one; the girls fumbled with the device to make it work.

"Here's the deal, Tom... you either fuck her with the dildo or it's going to get worst for you."

The notion of Tom being behind me, taking me in but not with his own penis was too odd for to know what to think about it. I simply told Tom to go along with it. It wouldn't be his real device anyway. It wouldn't different from what Pauline had just done.

Somewhat awkwardly, Tom slid the dildo into me and started pounding. He was much stronger than Pauline and his thrusts were both deep and hard. It got me all riled up again and I felt the sting of pain accompanied with the pleasure of joy. As I looked under me, I saw Tom's penis swaying back and forth, half erect, between my legs. It was an hilarious sight. I did not focus on it very long as Tom's actions took me back into the throes of ecstasy fairly quickly. Pauline told him to stop.

"How is that Claire?"
"Wow... so hot..."

My mind was already made up about Pauline at this point, so I didn't mind indulging her one last time.

"Tom, you can pull out now."

He did so. The girls removed the strap-on from him and told Mary to put it on instead. I knew they were going to ask her to do the same to me. I was looking forward to this. Pauline was a preambule, an insignificant one at that. In truth, the entire time she had taken me, I was visualizing Mary. Now my fantasy was taking shape. But Pauline wouldn't let me off.

"Claire, have you ever sucked dick?"

She knew I hadn't. We'd talked about it a few weeks before that. She didn't wait for my answer.

"You're going to suck Tom's dick while Mary rides you."

I was, of course, curious. I knew all about guys from biology, at least theoretically. I knew about blowjobs from all the guys asking me to give them one. I had just never done it before.

I sensed hesitation from the twins. I suddenly realized why that was: Pauline was asking them both to perform on me simultaneously. This was the culmination of all of Pauline's plans. She wanted to humiliate all three of us (although how Thomas fit into that, I had no idea). Mary was more eager than Tom to comply; she did want to fuck me and she knew I wanted it back. Thomas was the most reluctant. I was having a hard time understanding his reactions but my mind was nowhere near able to decipher his unique body language, a mix of stimulation and reluctance.

"Tom..."
"What?"
"Come here."

He came over to me. My tone was quiet, relaxed.

"Sit down."

He got on his behind, facing me, his shaft a few inches from my face.

"I really don't mind... I'm sort of curious. Can I?"
"I guess so..."

There was a sadness in his eyes which I would not understand for years to come. I thought it was because he did this not out of love but out of some form of twisted obligation. I would learn the truth eventually. I kissed the tip of his shaft, spit back on the taste.

"Spit on it!"

Pauline's words were meant as an order, so I did. Tom moved closer to me.

Mary reared me up and I felt the dildo enter me a third time. It was Mary, and I loved Mary. I was coming to terms with that realization. And her brother, Thomas, her gentle and kind brother, the one who was always respectful of me, I wanted to give him pleasure too. These were people I actually cared about. Damn the circumstances behind it, I really wanted to do them both. I sucked and licked Tom's shaft as Mary rammed into me; it felt wonderful to be surrounded by people I cared about. Only the moment mattered and nothing could take away from it, not even Pauline's gloating at seeing us thus enthralled. Mary made me come repeatedly, never stopping in between thrusts, always eager to give me more.

Unexpectedly, Thomas pulled out. I had heard Pauline tell him to do so, but my mind had not yet analyzed the words, absorbed as I was in the the throes of pleasure. A load of sticky substance shot out from his shaft and into my face, and I cringed.

At that moment, I heard a click. That sound, that obvious identifiable noise, brought me back to reality. I opened my eyes, despite the drippings on my face, and saw Pauline with an instant camera aimed at my face.

"Oh! This is priceless."

I froze. Mary was still behind me, inside me, but she had frozen too. Pauline was beaming at having captured a picture of the three of us. We should have expected it, of course, but we had been so focused.

"Oh... now the fun begins... I'm going to own you all."

It was at that moment that the unthinkable happened. I saw Thomas getting up, standing tall, taller than I had ever seen him. He was massive. He was two heads taller than any of us. His muscles were ripped. His figure was cut. He was superhuman.

"Pauline, give me that camera!"

We had never heard that tone of voice from him. Pauline was shocked.

"What? How dare you?"
"If you don't give me that camera, Pauline, I'm going to break you. You'll never swim again."

There was no emotion in his voice. Pauline just stared blankly, unsure as to how intent Tom was in carrying out his threat.

"I'll say it one last time. Give - me - that - camera."

Pauline extended her hand; Tom snapped the camera from it.

"You three! Stand against the wall, now!"

He was of course designating Kate and Judy as well. The three girls moved to the wall hurriedly, scared to death of the change that had occured in Tom.

"Facing me!"

Pauline was naked. Kate and Judy were topless. Tom took a picture of the three of them. They were mortified.

"I'm keeping this now. I don't ever want to see you or hear from you again. You will not tell anyone of what has happened here, and you will never bother me, my sister or Claire, ever again."

The three girls nodded.

"Get your stuff, get dressed, go."

For some obscure reason, I spoke up.

"We're keeping the strap-on and dildo."

Mary was still inside me at that point. Tom's change of attitude had frozen us in place. Mary pulled out and I turned and fell on my back.

It took less than two minutes for Kate, Judy and Pauline to clear out. They had met their match. Yet, as soon as they got out, Thomas collapsed on us. His sister went to him, still wearing the apparatus around her waist.

"Oh God!"
"What's wrong Tom?"
"I felt like I was gonna die..."

I wiped my face.

"Tom... that was the bravest I have ever seen anyone do."
"Yeah... well, I'm just sorry I didn't do it sooner. I just... snapped. Oh God! My head hurts."
"I'll get you something."

As Mary went away, I leaned against Tom.

"You know, Tom, you want to fuck me anytime, I'm up for it. I owe you."
"It's cool... anyway, Claire, you're awfully pretty and all... but..."
"You don't want to fuck me. It's okay."

I sensed he wanted to tell me something, but he simply couldn't. I didn't press the issue. He would tell me when he felt ready.

That night, I had a sleepover with Mary and we had sex again. I ended up going steady (in secret) with her for about three months before she met up with a guy and fell in for him big time, leaving me on the side of the curb. Pauline and her cronies never even bothered once after that. As for Tom, I never did get around to fucking him. But that was okay.

If anything else, that birthday party had allowed me to come to terms with my own sexuality, the power that came from it and how easily it could get out of control. I was determined that I would be in charge of my own sexuality from now on. It would still take me two years to fully blossom and become one with my ideals, and that would happen when I would meet my life partner, my true love, Cassie.

I don't regret a thing I did before I met her though. And I certainly don't regret what we did to Pauline. It served her right and it taught her a valuable lesson, one I hope she still remembers.

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And here ends the second storyline. One more to go.

[Robert_Z_man]

its a good story line

[interesting]

I was naked on the rooftop. It was exhilirating. Beside me, Jody was also naked. We were smiling into the day.

It was quite a rush because it wasn't the tallest building in the city. There could be people overlooking us, looking down on us and seeing our naked bodies.

Jody wrapped her arms around me and I leaned back onto her. I closed my eyes and let the wind cool me down. My nipples were hard. She pinched them.

"Want to go back down now?"

I turned to face her.

"Can't we... you know?"
"Sarah I told you, I'm not..."

My eyes were pleading with her.

"Oh! All right..."

I giggled. She moved me around so I could sit on the edge of a box. She put my clothes on top of it and put hers on the floor. She kneeled before me and I opened my legs to her. She buried her face between me and started to lick my pussy. I moaned slightly.

It had now been two weeks since our first daring adventure. Since then, we'd spent almost every night together, a few hours at least. This being Friday allowed me to go out. Since our first night out, we had had sex once or twice. I couldn't get enough of her though, and she was nice enough to indulge me once in a while.

She inserted a few fingers into me and made me orgasm on the roof of the building, allowing my release to come without much effort. I loved this girl. I had never met anyone quite like her, eager to commit herself body and soul to the notion of daring. It seems that she was registered to a daring website and once per week, she received dares through email which she did her best to accomplish. When she could, she scored some kind of points. When she failed, she got sanctions. She usually managed to perform every dare given to her. Tonight's was no exception.

Get naked on the rooftop. Remain naked for as long as you can. Report back on it.

As I recovered from her stimulation, she was getting dressed. I wanted to eat her out in turn but she was already moving on to the next thing. That was the hard part in trying to be with Jody; I could never really be with her because as soon as I caught up, she was already ahead of me. She was two years my senior and very much into challenging herself. I was new at this. Sometimes, I felt like I was dragging her down.

We took the stairs down back to her vehicle and drove back to her place. She lived in a flat with three other girls. I had briefly met them; she had introduced me as a student she mentored. They had foregone any questions. We hade our way into her room. She immediately got on the computer; I leaned in against her figure and pouted. I really wanted to have real sex with her, not just have her eat me out. I wanted to give back as good as she gave me. I had enjoyed sex, especially with her. I still remember Rick's dick inside me and it had felt good, but everything else after that had felt hollow, and Rick's abandonment of me had hurt a lot. Only Jody's arms had provided consolation.

"Can you give me some space?"

I went to sit down on her bed as Jody wrote up the report of the dare we had just done. I had given her permission to include me in her report. Besides, she used nicknames. She was HotBottom. I became ColdBottom.

I waited for Jody to finish her story. I laid down on her bed and got undressed. When she turned around and saw me laying naked over her covers, she sighed.

"Sarah..."
"What?"
"Why do you do this to me?"
"Because I care."
"Damn it!"

She got undressed and crawled on top of me.

"I should have never taken your flower."
"I thought Rick did that."
"Well, I helped. You're going to obsess over me the rest of your life."
"I just like being with you."
"You think you do, but really, you're just enamored because I'm the first girl you ever slept with - and I stuck around after the fact."
"Don't you love me?"
"You know I do, Sarah, but it can't work between us. Not for long, anyway."
"I don't care."

She smiled at me and kissed me.

"You can sleep here tonight. But tomorrow, I have work to do."
"And can we?"
"Yes we can... besides, you won't let me sleep if we don't. But only if you say it out loud."
"Jody, I want to have sex with you."
"Yes Sarah. And I want to have sex with you."

So we did. It was passionate and overwhelming, intoxicating and intense, and we slept in each other's arms afterwards. I had always fancied sleeping in someone's arms - I had just never imagined it would be a girl's. At the time, I thought I was a lesbian. I had a friend of mine who was like that, into girls. The problem was, when I closed my eyes at night, I kept seeing Rick's manhood in front of my face. I wanted to suck on it again and feel it inside me. And at school, I kept staring at guy's crotches and checking out their muscles. Mixed signals were confusing me.

I spent the next day with my friend Claire. We had decided to go shopping for new underwear. It wasn't something we usually shopped for together but given my new experiences, we had talked about a few things and the subject had come up. She knew Rick had dumped me. I felt I owed her an explanation also so this was as good a time as any.

We met up at the food court for burgers and fries. Claire was wearing a nice flowery dress. I wore a short dress and a bright blue t-shirt.

"How are you doing?"
"Good. You?"
"Never better."

We talked mostly about school, teachers and fellow students. We got to talk about her quitting the swim team.

"What happened?"
"I had a falling out with the captain."
"Pauline?"
"Yeah. But don't worry. It's better this way."

She didn't insist so I didn't ask for details. She turned to me.

"Did you get any news from Rick?"
"Nope. And I don't want any."
"For a girl who was dumped, you don't seem too upset."
"He's a jerk."

That's when I told her about losing my virginity to Rick. I left everything else out. She cursed him.

"Men are pigs. That's what my mom says."
"My mom said that most men are nice, but a few are simply too dumb to care."

I felt I could trust Claire with more of my secrets but I did not want to share them here. We finished eating and made our way into the stores.

We went through three different stores before finding what we wanted. I always fancied getting a thong but my mom wouldn't buy any for me. We got a few of them and found an understanding retailer who allowed us to try them on. I got into th changing booth while Claire waited outsite. Inside the booth, I stripped down to nothing but my bra and started trying out the pieces of clothing. As I stared at my figure, I also noticed the intimacy of the changing booth.

"Claire, can you come in?"

I unlocked the door.

"Sure."

She did, mindful to open the door only enough so she could slide in and I would not be seen. She came to stand behind me and stared at my form.

"What do you think?"

I saw her gaze going up and down my reflection. There was lust in her eyes. I was aware, like some of our friends, that Claire seemed more inclined towards girls than towards boys.

"Claire..."
"Yes Sarah?"

I turned around to face her, pressing my body against hers and I kissed her. I was surprised when she didn't kiss me back.

"What's wrong? Did I not kiss you right?"

She smiled and giggled.

"Oh no, Sarah. It's not that..."
"Because I thought..."

Claire wrapped her arms against me and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

"I'm seeing someone."

I was blow away. There were no warnings at school.

"You are? Who?"

It took a moment for Claire to gather the courage.

"Mary."
"Really? You two are together?"
"Yes... well it's been a month and a half, since her birthday party... Sarah, are you like me?"

I paused. It felt wonderful to be wrapped in Claire'S arms.

"I don't know... After Rick, I met this girl and... we sort of had sex too."
"Wow! I had no idea."
"And now, I think I love her, but I don't think she loves me back."

I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. Claire dried them up with her thumb. She kissed me on the nose.

"If I didn't have someone, Sarah..."

She hugged me.

"How do I get her to love me?"
"Well, I can't be sure... but for me it was getting to know each other and working together. The swim team."
"So maybe if we keep doing things together?"
"I'm sure she'll love you for what you are."

We kissed. Her lips tasted delicious.

"I'm getting all horny..."

My whisper made Claire laugh.

"Maybe I should get out of here."

Which she did, to some chagrin on my part, but it was probably better that way.

That night, I met up with Jody just outside a closed down amusement park. I walked up to her, dressed to the hilt.

"What are we doing here?"
"Meeting up with a friend."
"Whom?"
"You'll see."

We waited for half an hour for a car to drive by. A young man, maybe in his early twenties, cute and well-dressed, exited the car and came up to us.

"Hi Jody. This your friend?"
"Yeah. Call her Cutey."
"Hi Cutey."
"Hi."
"You got the key?"
"Got it from my dad. Come on."

He unlocked the door to the park and we went in. He closed it behind us.

"This way girls."
"Why are we here?"
"Didn't you tell her?"
"I like to keep Cutey surprised."

We made our way into the park and to the rollercoaster. I saw the man take out a video camera.

"What is he doing?"
"Relax. He doesn't take face shots. Get undressed."
"But..."
"Sarah..."

Jody was already removing her clothes. I did the same. Pretty soon, I was naked and stepping onto the rollercoaster. I covered myself up.

"Is this safe?"
"Sure is."
"Won't people hear the rollercoaster."
"She sure asks a lot of questions, your Cutey."
"She's new at this, cut her some slack."

The man looked me in the eyes.

"It's safe. Don't worry. Hands on the bar."

The man had started up the machine. The rollercoaster began to go up the ramp. For a moment, time stood still. Then, suddenly, I began to twirl around the park, in the dark, and I lost track of where I was, until the cart stopped after going all the way around. I had blacked out.

"Cutey?"

Jody finally got me to leave my seat and stand up.

"Get dressed. We're done here."
"She doesn't look well."
"Dammit. Cutey?... Sarah?"

My name finally brought me back to reality. I was standing next to the ride, still naked. Jody was looking me over.

"Are you okay?
"Yeah..."
"Ever take a roller coaster before?"
"No..."

Jody hugged me.

"Come on, get dressed."

I complied. She took my hand and dragged me away. Moments later we were in her car. A little longer and we arrived at her place. She took me back to her room and laid me down on her bed, removing my clothes in the process. She then stripped and lied down beside me.

"Sorry about that, Sarah. I didn't know you'd have a reaction like that."
"It's okay..."

I huddled against her.

"I love you Jody."

I expected her to say it back. But she said nothing. I fel my heart break. She wrapped her arms around me.

"You're just setting yourself up for a disappointment, Sarah..."
"I don't care."
"Sarah, look at me."

In the darkness of her room, I looked up into her eyes.

"I'm leaving."
"What?"
"End of the school year. I'm going abroad to Africa."

I paused.

"It's not that I don't... love you, it's just that I won't be around that long. Two months at the most."
"Maybe I can go with you?"
"Sarah, this trip's been planned for a year. You need to have your VISA, money set aside... I'm sorry."

She hugged me tighter.

"You're sweet and wonderful, but I can't get attached."
"How long will you be gone?"
"I don't know. Many years."
"Years?"
"Yeah. I'm going to do missionary work."
"You're becoming a nun?"
"No silly, I'm going over to help those who need it as a civilian."

I lowered my head but she raised it back up.

"But I'll tell you what. I do like you a lot. So, if you want, we can spend all the time we want together until I leave. And we can have sex anytime you want it. But at the end of June, I'm going. You'll have to move on."

I huddled against her.

"Can you live with that?"
"Yes..."

That night we had sex again. We would end up having sex almost every night for sixty days, and sometimes more than that. My goal was to make myself so memorable that I would keep her with me when the time came for her to leave. How delusional a young girl in love must have been.

[interesting]

Each week that passed, I grew closer to Jody. At first, I realize it was strictly infatuation. She was right on most things. She had taken my virginity alongside Rick, but contrary to him, she had stuck around and helped me deal with the issues that stemmed out of it. I had followed her around on a night of daring and had uncovering an unsuspected adventurous streak in me. All of that, combined with my teenage hormones, had led me to fall madly in for her and what she represented.

As the days and weeks went by, however, it became obvious to both of us that our relationship was stronger than a simple bond made through one night of passion and games. We spent every waking hour we could together; I neglected my other friends for her benefit and she roughly did the same. The daring united us in ways we never would have imagined. Every weekend, we opened up the mail with the list of the things she had to do for the week. Sometimes, we'd plan them together. Once in a while, she would set it up and I would go along.

In all the while, however, we never introduced the other to our respective worlds. Only Claire had been told about Jody, and I knew she would keep my secret. It was better, in the long run, given the fact that we both knew Jody was leaving, not to involve anyone from our other lives into this.

As far as daring went, I quickly realized that Jody would do pretty much anything as long as it didn't get her in trouble with anyone. I wasn't as confident in myself as she was but I did my best to tag along. Most of the stuff we did was outdoors and involved some kind of public surrounding, from accidentally losing clothes in department stores to talking to strangers and getting them indirectly involved in witnessing our stunts. I had, up until then, been a pretty reserved person, sharing very little of my intimacy with anyone. I was learning to open up to my surroundings.

Perhaps the most significant dare I ever did was the one we received in the final batch. It was the end of June and classes were over. Jody was leaving on the next Friday. We were Sunday when we read the weekly email. Whoever sent us the dares knew that this was a last opportunity so the dares they sent us were some of the hardest we had ever attempted. We read through the list together, then elaborated how we would go about doing all of them. There were five in all, and we only had until Wednesday to do them. I wasn't looking forward to Wednesday, because that would be the last time I would get to see Jody. I was keeping up appearances but my heart was breaking.

-- Get someone to autograph your chest.

That one was fairly simple to do, but Jody wanted to make it difficult. we decided to get it done that Sunday night. She knew a party where a local DJ with relative fame was having a performance tonight. We were both underage but Jody was pretty sure we could get in anyway. She insisted we were sweaters with high collars. That would force us to lift them up so that he could sign them. In addition, we were not to wear any bras.

We got there when the party was well underway. The bouncer at the door gave us a bit of trouble; luckily for us, there weren't that many people around. We gave him a good flash and he waved us in. It was so crowded we held hands so as not to lose sight of each other. We had initially decided to do an in and out, but seeing the crowd made us want to participate. We huddled through the masses towards the DJ tables and started dancing. A young man I didn't know grabbed me by the waist and started dancing with me. I huddled against him, losing Jody in the crowd. Before long, I was necking with the stranger, our bodies intertwined, his hand under my sweater groping my breasts. As my hand wandered towards his privates, Jody's hand grabbed me and took me away.

"Focus, Sarah."
"Sorry."

We climbed the stairs up to the table where the DJ was mixing his tunes. We stood in line because there were a lot of people around him. Eventually, after several minutes, his associate waved us in.

"We want your autograph!"
"Sure."

We lifted our skirts. He didn't seem all that surprised as he scrawled his name across with the pen.

"Dance for me ladies?"

He motions us to an elevated pole. Jody smiles and drags me towards it, climbs on top and pulls me up. We're literally above the crowd. A few years ago, I might have minded. Now that I'd beaten my fear of heights, I simply enjoyed the ride. As the music played on, I made out with Jody while spinning around the pole. We danced there for about half an hour before stepping back down into the crowd. We got greeted by an almost all-male crowd, cheering us on for the spectacle and asking for more. Jody pulled me in and started kissing me again. It felt so erotic to be making out with her in front of this crowd; I wanted to have sex right there but I knew better. Still, Jody had an idea for me.

"Boys! Have I got a treat for you..."

She turned to me and told me to flash my breasts. I did so. More cheers. She leaned in to me to whisper in my ear.

"Is there one you fancy a little more here?"

I didn't know what to answer. There were fifteen males around me, most of them drunk, all in relatively good shape. One of them struck out from the group, with his blonde bleached hair, camisole that snugged tightly to his muscled abs and chest.

"That one, maybe?"
"Hang on, dear."

She moved to him and brought him over to us.

"Sarah, this is Tim."
"Hi Tim!"
"Hi Sarah."

He kissed me on the cheek.

"Tim, how would you like for Sarah to give you a blowjob right now?"
"I'd love that."
"Wait a minute..."

Jody turned to Tim.

"Tim, get a friend and I'll blow him too."

Tim turned to the crowd. A man came over and introduced himself as Jake. Jody had turned to me.

"Come on, Sarah... you have to learn to do these things. No strings."
"Well... okay."

Jody exposed her breasts by pulling her sweater above them. I did the same. We got to our knees and undid the boys' pants. with their dicks sticking out and the crowd blocking the view, Jody went to work on Jake. I stared at Tim's shaft for a moment, rememebering Rick's. I kissed it.

"Like this, Sarah."

And Jody showed me more accurately how to perform what she thought was a good blowjob. From Jake's reaction, she seemed to know what she was doing. I carried on with my task, mindful not to graze Tim's cock with my teeth. I had never done anything so utterly stressful yet stimulating. I felt myself getting wet all over. I looked up and saw Tim looking down on me as I swallowed his manhood. He seemed to be enjoying it too.

Suddenly, I was overcome with the desire to feel it inside me. My free hand stroked my pussy through my pants and panties. I wondered how long I hard to suck on it before he actually released. I turned to Jody. Jake was shaking. I saw Jody pull away and a droplet of a white substance at the tip of Jake's cock. I wasn't paying attention to Tim so I got the surprise of my life when I felt him fill my mouth with his own fluids. I choked on it and spit it out; his last spurts shot on my cheek and fell on my shirt.

"Sorry..."

We heard the crowd cheer. As I got up, Tim kissed me on the lips.

"Thanks, girl... love to see you again."

I was stunned that he would say that. I felt a hand slide into my front pants pocket, not very far, and he moved away. Jody dragged me off hurriedly while the crowd cheered on. We left the bar in a hurry. Back in Jody's car, I investigated my front pocket and pulled out a paper with a phone number.

"Oh shit..."

I wanted to throw it but Jody told me to keep it. I slid it back in my pants pocket as we headed home.

-- Call up a friend and masturbate over the phone while talking to them.

We decided we'd each do that one on our own. Around monday at noon, I locked myself up in my room. For a moment, I wondered who I could call. My mind stopped on Jennifer. I didn't know her that well but I knew she was a friend of Thomas, and we'd done a few things last summer to get to know each other around the pool.

The phone rang twice. I was already naked, lying back on my bed, resting comfortably against my pillows. Jennifer's voice came on the line.

"Hello."
"Hi Jennifer?"
"Sarah... Hi. How are you? Haven't seen you since school was over. How are you?"

My fingers were teasing my clit, rubbing gently against it.

"Oh... pretty good. Just hanging. How's the family?"
"Same old, you know. It's nice of you to call, what can I do for you?"

I sensed a shiver running up my spine and my finger prodded my pussy.

"Nothing much. Just wanted to chat you up. How are you?"
"You already asked that."
"Oh! right I did. Doing anything good over the summer?"

The stimulation was already overwhelming, despite the fact that I had just started. This wouldn't be a very long call. Jennifer continued.

"Not really. Was planning to maybe register at the pool but I think it's pretty late in the season."

I moaned.

"Sarah?"
"I'm here... pool sounds nice."

At the moment, my mind was picturing Jennifer's hands against my pussy. Her voice made it easy for the image to form.

"You have any plans?"
"Just... going to... hang out."
"Are you all right?"

Was I being that obvious? The pleasure was intense and making me dizzy.

"Yeah, just a bit tired. I need a shower."
"Then go get one, I can..."
"No... I'll get one later."

I was forced to bite my lower lip. I had three fingers inside me now. Controlling my breath was becoming hard.

"Are you sure? You seem out of breath?"

Jennifer was more discerning than I had initially thought, but I didn't want to stop. I was so near to coming. I decided to go all out.

"Can you hang on a minute, Jenn?"
"Sure."

I shut my mouth as hard as I could and worked myself to completion, holding back as much as I could. In the end, I managed to do it with only a few slight moans.

"Oh..."
"Sarah?"
"I'm good."
"What were you doing?"

I couldn't prevent myself from laughing.

"Tell you about it someday."
"You better. It sounded like..."

I laughed again.

"I really need that shower now. Talk to you later. Bye."

I hung up. I felt giddy all over. I had probably been found out but I didn't care. I leaned back against my pillows and let the sensation tide me over.

-- Go to a movie theatre and strip for the entire length of the movie.

Jody and I had already done something similar to that dare twice before during the month. We'd first gone seen an action movie and had gotten almost naked (only in our bras since we hadn't worn panties that day). The second time, we'd gone to a romantic comedy and ended up making out in the backrow. A guy had spotted us in the crowd but had not turned us in when we allowed him to watch us making out and to grope us a little. We didn't want a repeat of that so we returned to the original idea: the action movie.

We went to a movie which had been presented for several weeks now. The bet was good. There were, at the start of the representation, only five people in the theatre. All the other sat in the middle section. We sat at the top rear in the right section. As soon as the lights got dark and the opening credits started rolling, we got undressed fully. The dare was simply to remain like that, but of course, Jody was a little more adventurous. With her fingers, she teased my clit to force me to moan. It was mean but not expected.

In retaliation, and despite the stickiness of the floor and the lack of space, I got down on my knees and started licking her good. She was covering her breasts with her hands the whole time I ate her out.

By the end of the movie, we had teased each other so much that we hurried out and headed to her place where we had sex for a very long time. After we were done, my head resting up against her breast, I noticed she was shivering. I looked up and saw small tears in her eyes.

"What is it?"
"Dammit Sarah... I can't keep doing this."
"What? Doing what?"
"You... me... this. I like you too much to hurt you."

My mind raced at the possibility of a new outcome.

"Maybe you can stay..."
"I can't... I'm sorry. You have to go."
"But... Jody."
"Please Sarah."

I pulled back from her. Tears were forming in my own eyes.

"I love you Jody."
"I know you do..."

We both stared at each other. Suddenly, she stood up straight.

"No."
"No what?"
"No, this is not going to end badly. I want this to end right. I do love you Sarah, in my own way. These past months have been wonderful and if I'm going away, I don't want there to be any bad blood between us... in case I come back."

She looked into my eyes and kissed me.

"I'm sorry for the outburst."

She dried her tears and my own.

"Come here. Hold me."

We both leaned back down and held each other tight.

"We both know I have to leave in two days. We won't see each other for a while and we won't be able to chat. I don't want you to wait up for me. I want you to have fun and live your life. If I do come back, I'll look you up, and we'll see. All right, Sarah?"
"Okay..."

If for no other reason than because she wanted it, I would abide by her recommandation. I would live my life to the fullest and make sure I was happy. I owed her that much.

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-- Go into the boys' changing room at the pool and change there.

This one was probably the hardest one we had ever done, mainly because it involved the boy's locker room. Setting it up was easy and the actual stunt would be too; not getting expelled would take some doing. Jody decided we needed a friend to set it up. She called upon the same guy who had opened up the rollercoaster and helped us with a few other things along the way. His name was Clarence and he seemed relatively harmless.

We got to the public pool around eleven in the morning. We decided we'd do the stunt as we were leaving. We were already in our bathing suits getting there so we simply brought along our towels and the bags containing the clothes we would wear later. We gave the bags to Clarence who locked them up in the boys' locker room.

We spent the entire noon swimming about and playing with the people there, tossing the ball around and generally just biding our time until we could pull our stunt. There was always a lull in activity right after lunch, when everyone left. We waited for a greater part of the crowd to leave, and mostly the families.

With Clarence on the lookout, we had the go-ahead. Luckily, the lifeguard couldn't see which door we entered from where he was. Clarence waved us in when there was no one in the room. He would stand guard inside the door. We knew he would let people in but he would at least give us a warning if anyone came.

Jody turned to me.

"How daring do you want to make it?"

I simply answered her by undressing completely and moving towards the showers. She smiled and did the same. We let the water run over our bodies.

We heard a sound coming from the entrance. We froze a little and moved to an angle so we could see who was entering but not be seen. It was a man with his young child. We hoped he would not come this way. He went about his business, undressing himself then his child, locking their stuff in a locker. He then left, much to my relief. I had had enough but Jody dragged me back to the shower.

"Maybe we should hurry up..."

Jody pushed me against the wall and kissed me.

"Here?"
"Of course not, silly... I'm just being a little dramatic."

As we headed out of the shower, we heard another sound. We barely had time to retreat to the safety of the showers before seeing a gang of three teenagers, roughly my age, entering the locker room. Jody decided the opportunity was too good to pass up. She whispered to me.

"Ignore them."

Then, she dragged me into the locker room, holding my hand. The boys were at first startled by our presence and then slack-jawed. We headed for our locker without saying a thing. Jody opened it and took out the bags.

Eventually, one of the boys walked over to us.

"You do know this is the boys' locker room."

Jody turned to him, still naked.

"Really? I didn't know. There was no here when we came in."

The boys were quite clearly looking us both over. Jody tossed me my bag. I took out my clothes and hurriedly started to dress up. Jody was obviously in no hurry to do so. She carefully picked out her clothes and set them on the bench. The boy seemed to be trying to think of something clever to say. So far, he was failing.

"Well... are you going to help a girl get dressed or not. Give me those panties."

The boy obliged. He was too stunned to argue. She made a spectacle of it, allowing the teenager to hand her an article of clothing and then putting it on seductively. Once she was fully clothed, she kissed him on the cheek and thanked him. We walked out of there giggling at their astonished faces.

-- Go into the woods and strip naked. Walk around the paths; if you meet anyone along the way, pretend you're a naturist.

To be honest, as with most of the dares, I felt more comfortable doing this one alongside Jody. We rode up to the nearest forested park and headed into the woods. We stepped into the woods and got undressed, hiding our things in a bag under a big rock. Just to be safe, we also had a spare set of clothing back in the car and we decided that Jody would be keeping her keys on her, on a strap in her neck. It took us a moment to gather the courage to step onto the path and start our walk. Going around the path and coming back to this spot would take us roughly thirty minutes if all went according to plan. We had no way of knowing if anyone would be there. It was Tuesday after all, and not the busiest time of year.

The first ten minutes of our trek was without incident. We had kept our sneakers on because the path was irregular and full of jagged rocks, but beyond that we were completely naked. We heard the sound of a bicycle coming in from behind us. The fear set into me. We moved to the side to allow the biker to pass us - as it turned out, she stopped and stared. It was a roughly thirty year old woman, in good shape obviously, wearing the full gear for her sport. She literally stopped and stared.

"What are you doing naked girls? It's dangerous here."

Jody picked up the conversation.

"We're naturists."
"Well that's no excuse. You shouldn't be naked here."
"Please don't tell on us. We'll be careful."

Jody had a way of pleading with people that usually worked. The woman stared at us for a moment.

"Well, I suppose there's no real harm, but you girls be safe just the same. I wouldn't want to read anything in the paper about you two."
"No chance of that ma'am."

She smiled at us.

"You kids these days are really strange."

She got back on her bike and rode off. We both breathed a sigh of relief. We thought about turning back for a moment; it was ten minutes back and twenty minutes around. We decided to press on.

As we walked across the path, we stopped a young couple with a baby stroller walking towards us. She was wearing a bikini top and short pants; he was topless with bermudas. They started staring at us from quite a distance. The woman was obviously laughing at her partner's expense when we got to them. We simply waved to them; we felt his stare follow us as we passed them.

I stopped once they were out of view. I took Jody aside and into the woods.

"What?"

I leaned her against a tree and kissed her, then caressed her breasts. We were still somewhat visible from the path.

"Sarah, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes..."
"Well all right."

I dove into her pussy and started eating her out. She closed her eyes and began to moan almost instantly. I was mindful of noises coming in from the path, but nothing came to interrupt our play. It didn't take long for me to bring her to orgasm. I pulled back. We wiped ourselves with leaves (making sure we knew they wouldn't be dangerous) before returning to the path and continuing on our trek. Jody grabbed my hand.

We almost made it completely around before being seen by a group of young people on rollerblades. They were about our age. There were three boys and one girl. They waved to us and stopped. The boys couldn't help but stare. Most of them wore tight clothes so we could tell what kind of reaction the spectacle was having.

"Hey ladies!"

Their 'leader' presented himself to us as Sylvester. His two friends were John and Trevor, and the girl with them was Miriam.

"What are you two lovelies doing naked in the woods?"
"Taking in the sights."
"That's awesome."

His friends agreed. They turned to Miriam.

"You should be more like them."
"Shut up!"
"Hey girls, wanna have a party?"

We both knew exactly what they had in mind. I must admit I was thoroughly tempted. I had played with Jody earlier but had not had my own fill. Still, they were strangers, we were naked in the woods and I didn't know how to react. I cared for Jody too so I decided I would follow her lead and go wherever she went.

"What do you have in mind, Sly?"
"We can think of somethin'..."
"Can we talk to Miriam alone?"
"Girl talk? Sure."

Miriam came over to us. She was clearly intimidated by our nudity. We made sure the boys couldn't understand what we were saying before we spoke. Jody again took the lead.

"Hi Miriam, sorry for the trouble."
"No biggie."
"We don't want to invade your turf here."
"Well, you are sort of doing so."
"Which one's yours?"
"Currently? It's John."
"You've had the others..."
"Well, only Sylvester."

Jody took some time to consider. She turned to me.

"This could be our last big thing, Sarah. I'm inclined to do it but I want you to be committed to it."
"I don't know Jody... I've never done anything like what you're suggesting."

We both remembered how, only a few days ago, I had given a blowjob to a complete stranger in the middle of a party. This didn't have the same feel to it. It was somehow more intimate and involved. I did want to fuck, but the hinted threat that the woman on the bicycle had mentionned at earlier felt very real. Yet somehow, I did not want to let this opportunity pass up. Was I getting in over my head here?

Fortunately for me, Jody and Miriam made the call for me that time.

"I don't think it's a good idea."

Miriam agreed with Jody, though she added.

"We really should give them a little something or it's gonna be my ass on the line later."

We went back to the boys. Jody motioned for the group to move out of the path. They took off their rollerblades. Miriam talked to them.

"I talked it over with the girls and we're going to give you all a treat. Take off those pants and lie down next to each other."

The boys were only too eager to execute the order. They pulled out their hardening shafts and got down as comfortably as they could. Not to be outdone by us, Miriam also stripped fully naked. She was probably my age. As Miriam went to her boyfriend John, Jody moved to Sylvester. That left me Trevor, a boy about my age, short black hair and an interesting body as well. We each grabbed our respective cocks and started to masturbate these boys. Instinctively, I started to play with myself.

At some point during the play, an instinct took over and I went down on him, putting him in my mouth and sucking. Not to be outdone, I noticed that Jody and Miriam did the same. My fingers on my clit were too tantalizing and I couldn't stop. The hard shaft in my mouth felt inviting. I wanted to feel it inside me. Passion was overriding my reason. I could picture myself on top of this Trevor, this stranger, riding him into me.

As I pulled my head away to climb on top of him, he shot his load straight into my hair, and it fell back on him. The feel of his semen across my hand brought me back to reality. I realized what I had almost done. I kept stroking him until Jody and Miriam were both done. They thanked us and we went on our way. Jody grabbed my hand.

"Are you all right?"
"Not really."
"You were going to jump him, weren't you?"
"Yeah..."

We didn't speak of it after that. We retrieved our clothes, headed back to the car and got back to the city.

I spent the very next day huddled in bed with her. We had sex five times that day. When it was time for me to leave and her to get ready, there were no tearful goodbyes. She promised she would try to write letters to me, but we both knew how complicated that could be.

That night, as I was returning home, I was looking through my purse when I came upon a phone number. Tim's paper. I hadn't thrown it away. I was still feeling sad from Jody's departure. I stopped at a phone booth and dialed the number.

"Hello."
"Hello Tim? This is Sarah."
"Sarah..."
"We met Sunday at the bar..."
"Sarah! Oh my God! I can't believe you called."
"Yeah I did. Listen, Tim. I'd like to see you."
"Sure. When?"
"Now."
"Okay..."

I gave him the corner street where I was.

"Do you have a car?"
"Yes."
"All right. Oh and Tim... bring a condom."
"Yes Sarah."

I hung up. I got out of the booth, sat on the bench and waited for twenty minutes, before I saw a car pull up. I got up and walked to the door and I entered it. As I sat down, I noticed Tim's smile turn to concern. I must not have looked so good.

"Are you okay Sarah?"
"I am. Drive."
"Where?"
"Anywhere private."
"Uh... okay."

He drove away from the place. For a long moment, he was quiet.

"Listen, we don't have to do anything if you don't..."
"Tim, I mean this in the nicest way possible, but don't say anything. Just take us somewhere. I'm not looking for involvement."
"Okay."

He drove us out to a lookout.

"Do you have it?"

He pulled the condom from his jacket pocket. I opened the door and got out of the car. He joined me outside. The air was cool, the wind was practically non-existent. I stared at the city in the horizon. My Jody was leaving. I turned to him.

"Get undressed."

He silently obliged, taking his time. I did the same. We were both soon standing naked in front of each other. He spoke.

"Listen Sarah, I don't mind fucking you at all, but this is a one-night thing, right?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe?"
"Right now, it is what it is."

I climbed on top of his hood and spread my legs for his benefit. He slid on the condom and moved towards me.

"Just fuck me Tim."

He took no more convincing. He slid into me, wrapping his arms around me. I hadn't felt a real dick inside me since Rick. I wanted it bad. I wanted him to make me forget Jody. And he did. For a while at least, as he pounded into me, as he groped and kissed my breasts. We barely moved about. He fucked me on top of his hood and it felt good. There was no magic to it, no sparks flew, but it was what I needed.

After we were done, we got dressed and he drove me back to my place. I told him I might call him if I was ever in the mood again.

I never was and I never did.
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And that's the end of the already posted stories...

[VagueLittleSex]

Amazing, beautifully written! Brava! Brava!
Continue writting please?

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[I had this story done before I went away for a few weeks due to complications in my life. Hope you enjoy it. I don't usually do this type of story, but you'll have to bear with me to the end to understand why I wrote it.]

When I was very young, I was orphaned. A lot of stories start that way. I suppose it's inevitable that some kids outlive their parents. Everyone sooner or later becomes an orphan, I suppose.

I was four years old when my parents vanished from my life. I don't remember much of it. I remember spending time with my maternal grandmother for a while, several months in fact, until she got so ill she couldn't take care of me anymore. I was remanded to my paternal grandmother up until I was six. I remember her more. Actually, I remember her smell. She always smelled like pinecones.

I hate pinecones. I also hated being there. I could never do anything. I lived in sheer isolation. I didn't go to kindergarten. She dropped me off at school and picked me up afterwards that entire year. I was never allowed to play outside and I distinctly remember the sound of the lock on my bedroom door and on my window.

I still don't exactly know why after my first year of school I was hauled away in a van and taken to a big house where there were forty kids in situations similar to mine. I stayed there over the summer and started school, but then I was whisked away by a family who kept me for six months, before I was pulled back to the big house to end my second school year.

That summer, I met those who would become my adoptive parents. They were sweet and kind, but they didn't really love me. I met my new brother Daniel and my new sister Janice, both older than me. I became their plaything. They would fight over who got to play with me. I never had any toys. Whenever my new parents would buy toys for me, Daniel or Janice would steal them and keep them for themselves. I couldn't tell my new parents because I was adopted. They would just send me away again.

I bided my time. I was young and naive anyway.

I was eleven years old when I first noticed something strange about Daniel. He would lock himself in the bathroom for lengths at a time and wouldn't tell me or Janice what he was doing. He was two years older than me. It would take us a few months to understand what he was doing. We hid in his closet once and waited for him to come in. He got undressed and reached under his bed, where he pulled out a naughty magazine. I had seen him naked before a few years back but when I saw his little dangling thing getting straighter and longer, I was in shock. I saw him touch it for a while, wondering why I didn't have one. He touched it until it sprayed something onto the naughty picture, and then he wiped it clean.

That night, I had a long talk with Janice who was one year my senior. She told me about stuff her mother had told her, about becoming a man and a woman, and how it was all natural. That set my mind at ease for a few years, until I became a young woman myself. Luckily, I'd had the talk with Janice, my adoptive mother having neglected to inform me of these things. The nurse at school filled me in with the rest of the information I needed to know.

In my first year at high school I met this new girl; she was new to me at least. Her name was Sarah and she was really friendly. She was a friend of Thomas, a guy I knew on whom I had a rather big crush. It took me a while to act on it, and as it turned out, I didn't really have that big of a crush on him. As for Sarah, she would turn out to be my best friend in the long run.

When my breasts first showed, I went to my sister Janice to compare. She became jealous because I was one year younger and my breasts were about as large as hers. She began to scorn me. I turned to my older step brother for guidance. He wanted to see them. Innocently, I showed them to him. He was my brother, after all. Nothing much happened but he told me they were fine and he didn't see why Janice was making such a big deal.

When I hit fourteen years old, my brother and sister took me out into the woods behind our house. By then, we'd started playing the games that people our age played, at least that's what Daniel told me. We would spin the bottle and kiss each other; sometimes we'd invite people. Janice had told me something about how what comes out of the boy's penis helped us to grow big breasts. She had heard it from a reliable source in third year. I had started giving handjobs and blowjobs to boys and have them shoot on my breasts. My reputation at school, unfortunately, was already made. But to me, it was only an issue of having bigger breasts.

We walked for a while in the woods. Daniel and Janice told me to undress, which wasn't that irregular at that point for our games. Daniel liked to see us naked and I fancied seeing him naked too. I had never before even imagined anything happening with either of them. To me, they had become family.

As I stripped, Janice picked up my clothes. Daniel tied ropes to my wrists and wrapped the rope around a tree. This was some new game and I had no reason not to trust them.

"All right, Jenn, stay here. We'll be back."
"Don't go far."
"We won't."

They disappeared from view, leaving me all alone in the woods, naked facing a tree.

For a while, I was content to remain there. Every time I heard a noise in the woods, I identified what it was. Eventually, seconds dragged into minutes, and my anxiety increased. Where were they? Why weren't they coming back?

Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me. I tried to look around but pressed against the tree, my head couldn't turn that far.

"Who's there?"

There was no answer. The noise had stopped.

"Daniel, is that you? This isn't funny."

Still nothing. Then I heard the noise again.

"Who's there? Identify yourself or I'll scream!"

At that moment, I felt something that felt sharp rest against my back. I panicked but I couldn't speak.

"You better not scream or else..."

The voice was muffled so as to be unidentifiable. My heart skipped a beat. Pee started flowing from me onto the tree and the ground and I started to cry. That's when I heard the laughter.

"Man! You really got her good."

It was Daniel's voice. But who was behind me?

"Man, she fell for it!"

It was a familiar voice from school. A boy named Curtis; someone I liked. What was he doing here?

I felt the ropes come unfastened.

"That's so funny, she peed herself."

My tears stopped and my sadness was replaced by rage.

"Stupid sadistic mother fucker!"

I turned to them, covering my nudity and humiliation as best as I could.

"Oh come on, Jenn! It's just a joke."

Daniel's attempt at lightening the mood did not suit well with me. I couldn't see Janice but she still had my clothes. I tried not to stare at Curtis, but I could see he was holding a jagged rock. He had muffled his voice through his sleeve.

"Well, it's no damn funny. Where are my clothes?"
"Janice has them."
"Well, where is she?"
"I don't know. You better find her before someone else sees you."

I had been the brunt of practical jokes in the past but never anything this mean. Curtis and Daniel were still laughing at my expense, more amused than excited at my naked body. I looked around but saw no sign of Janice. I started to make my way back home.

"Hey Jenn... where are you going?"
"Home. I'm going to tell mom."

Daniel raced up to me.

"Why would you tell her that?"
"Because you're mean, and you deserve to be punished."
"Jenn, don't do that. They'll just send you away."
"No they won't. When they see me naked, they'll understand..."
"No. They'll just think you're being naughty. That's what I'll tell them. And Janice will back me up. Right Janice?"

I saw Janice step out of the bushes.

"That's right Daniel."

I stared at them with evil intentions in my eyes, but I was beaten.

"Well give me back my clothes then."
"All right, but first, you're going to give something to Curtis for his trouble."
"What?"
"And me too... we know you want bigger breasts, so you're going to let us shoot on your chest."

By that time, I had learned the truth, but the deed had already been done.

"No way."
"Jenn... we'll tell mom and dad otherwise."

I felt like crying. I had done things like this before but never under duress. I was naked in the woods, I only had my own testimony over that of three witnesses. I had gotten myself into this and I would get myself out of it.

"Fine."

Curtis and Daniel looked at each other and pulled out their dicks. Janice kept her distance, my clothes still in her hands. I got to my knees. With one hand, I grabbed my stepbrother's dick and started pumping; I swallowed Curtis' cock into my mouth. I had wanted to do this to him, and possibly a little more, but this was the last time I allowed this to happen. Daniel had just revealed himself to me, and Curtis' attitude told me he was no better. I was still unsure as to how I should react to Janice; I did not know if she was complicit or intimidated.

Daniel kept on goading me to keep going, while Curtis just took it silently. I wanted to slap them both. Curtis was the first I felt edging; I pulled out and aimed his shaft at my chest, which was now developing quite nicely. He shot his load onto them; I let him go and focused solely on Daniel, using only my hands. It didn't take long for him to do the same.

I pulled away from them the moment I was done.

"Rub it in..."

I carried out his order. I rubbed their semen across my chest and cleavage, hoping this would satisfy their lust and crazy ambitions. For a moment more, they simply stared at my figure. I heard a noise coming from behind me. I turned around and saw Janice holding a camera. She had taken a picture of me from behind. I moved towards her but Daniel called out to me.

"Stop!"

I froze.

"We have proof now that you're a little slut and we're gonna use it. You're our slave now. You do what we want from now on or that picture comes out."

I felt myself being hollowed out inside. It was the beginning of summer vacation. I knew I would be at their mercy for the entire duration, possibly even longer. I had never imagined how my stepbrother and sister could be so mean to me. This had nothing to do with Curtis. This had been their plan all along.

Despondent, I lowered my head. They had won.

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[Anyone reading this? Here's part two. I'll put up part three in a few days.]

"Truth or Dare?"
"Yeah. You ever played?"

The question had really come from nowhere. It was out playing soccer in the park with Sarah when she had suddenly popped the question.

"Well, no I haven't. Well, not really anyway."
"Because I wanted to setup a game and I wanted to invite you."

I was, of course skeptical. Two days prior to Sarah's question, I had a run-in my my stepsiblings, and they now owned me. So far, they had not acted on it. I was wondering if Sarah was in on their plan, though I could not see why or how. Sarah was a nice person and I had never known her to do anything mean.

"Who else are you inviting?"
"Only Claire."
"No one else."
"No... I wanted to play with people I was comfortable with."

I paused for a moment, reminding myself of what others had told me about the game.

"Isn't the whole point of the game to get the others to do stuff they don't want to do?"
"Oh no!"

Sarah smiled before continuing.

"It's about challenging yourself. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

I was still skeptical, but the idea of spending time away from my siblings was too appealing to pass up. I had to make sure they didn't learn of it.

"I'm interested, but can we keep it hush-hush?"
"Of course."

With Sarah's confidence, I eagerly awaited the next Sunday. We met at Claire's house. Her father was again out of town and her mother had gone to visit her ailing grandmother at the hospital. We would have the house to ourselves. I had managed to avoid seeing my siblings that morning - they would look for me all day if they had anything planned. I got to Claire's place around noon and let myself in. Sarah and Claire were already in the swimming pool so I stripped to my bikini and jumped in. After splashing around a bit, Sarah motioned us to get out of the water.

We dried ourselves and made our way inside into her living room. We closed the blinds and locked the door to make sure we would be as intimate as possible. Claire brought us sandwiches which she had made and we sat down in her living room to watch some television while we ate. Once we were done, Sarah took the floor.

"All right. Basic rules. Since we're only three, I looked up a variation on the traditional game. Jenn, you've never played."
"As I said, not really. I've been dared to do things before but..."

My voice trailed off. I remembered my siblings. Neither Sarah nor Claire caught on to my specific memory. How could they?

"Well, this is different that than the traditional game. Basically, we're going to start by doing a round of truths. No subject is off-limits."
"And after that?"
"After that, Claire, we do dares."

Sarah sat back down.

"We each ask a question, in turn, and everyone has to answer, starting with the person on your left, and ending with yourself. Got it?"

It was decided that Claire would go first, given this was her place. I was at her left so I would be answering.

"How many boys have you kissed?"

I started counting, though there weren't that many. I usually never ended up kissing the boys, at least not on the lips.

"Four."
"Three."
"None."

We stared at Claire.

"You've never kissed a boy?"
"No."

She blushed, though I did not really understand why. It was my question.

"Have you ever seen a boy naked?"

The answers were unanimous. We had all seen boys naked. Sarah's turn came up.

"How many girls have you kissed?"

Claire was first. She seemed to be counting.

"Maybe ten to twelve."
"Really? I've kissed... well four maybe?"
"Six."

It was back to Claire.

"Have you ever given a blowjob?"

That seemed an easy question for me. I was surprised, however, that both of them had also done it.

"Can you give the names of the boys you've blowjobs to?"

My question was the first to ask for specifics. I realized I'd have to go through the list myself, but I was really curious on their part. Sarah spoke first.

"Remember Rick?"
"Sure."
"There was him, and two other guys you don't know."
"What where their names?"

Sarah was hesitant.

"Well, I know one's name was Tim. The other's name was Trevor."
"You didn't know them?"
"No."

Claire answered next.

"Only one. Thomas."
"You did Thomas too?"

Claire stared at me. I had spoken out of turn. We both laughed at the thought that we had given blowjobs to the same boy, our friend Thomas. It would be awkward when we next saw him together.

"What about you Jenn?"
"Oh God! Too many to count. Well, Tom... Curtis, Bryan, Jesse, Marc, Jones, uh... Turner, Grant, that kid who always lisps..."
"We get the picture."
"Yeah!"

I looked down, somewhat ashamed, but Sarah's hand pulled my chin up.

"Hey Jenn. No one's judging anyone here. All right?"
"Ok."

It was Sarah's question.

"Have you ever been naked in public?"
"No."
"Of course not?"

Sarah smiled.

"I have. Several times in fact."
"What? How?"

Sarah simply smiled.

"You'll have to ask that as your next question, Jenn. Claire, your turn?"
"Have you ever shoplifted?"

I had to come clean.

"Yes. A candy bar and some gum. A bra once too."

Sarah denied having shoplifted and I believed her. Claire followed with her answer.

"Believe it or not, I once shoplifted a backpack."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I had a bigger backpack and I stuck it in. I'm not proud of it but..."

It was my question again.

"What is the craziest stunt you have ever pulled?"

I turned to Sarah. She smiled.

"You want to know about me naked in public? All right. I went out in a park with a friend. We stripped down to nothing but our sneakers and made a walk around the trail. We met a few people on the road; most were stunned. We met this group of guys in rollerblades and we ended up giving them blowjobs."
"Complete strangers?"
"Yeah."

Claire and I both stared at Sarah with amazement. She had a wild streak in her we had never suspected.

"For me, it was at Tom's birthday party. I... well this answers another question but I don't mind. I was over at Tom and Mary's and - you can't tell this to anyone - they had a strap-on and Mary fucked me with it while I sucked on Tom..."

We were flabberghasted. My own stories paled in comparison to their own.

"So I guess you know I'm not a virgin."

It was my turn to answer, but I wondered how I could top off their stories?

"I gave a blowjob to Jones in the school cafeteria."
"Really?"
"During lunch break in fact. I climbed under the table - we were sitting in the corner - and I pulled it out and sucked on it."

I got my share of stares. We all knew what the next question, Sarah's question, would be.

"Are you a virgin?"

Claire had already answered.

"I am."

My answer didn't seem to surprise them that much.

"I'm not. Rick."
"Oh! That's right. Sorry."
"It'S cool Jenn. I've made my peace with that jerk."

It was Claire's turn to ask a question but she simply stayed silent for a moment. We turned to her. She was reluctant to ask the question that was on her lips. She finally ceded.

"Do you prefer boys or girls?"
"Boys, of course."

My answer was innocent but I could tell it somehow upset Claire. I would understand why in a moment. Sarah's own answer surprised me.

"Both."

Claire smiled at her. Sarah left her answer in the wind. Suddenly, Claire spoke.

"I'm a lesbian."

My eyes widened. I had never imagined her. She had just told me about having sex with Thomas and Mary. And yet, my mind had not made the connection.

"Really?"
"Yeah. I've known since... well, some months ago. I went out with Mary for two months, but it didn't last."

Sarah intervened.

"Yeah, she's with Stuart now."
"Wait, Mary's a lesbian too?"
"No, she's not. That's the problem."

I honestly didn't know what to do with this new information. It wasn't that world shattering but it brought a lot of questions to my mind. I turned back to Sarah.

"You said both?"
"I did. I had sex with both boys and girls. It's different but it's fun all the same."
"Wow! And you Claire?"
"Only with girls, well, if you don't take Tom into account."
"You only blew him."
"Nothing more, yeah."

For a moment, there was a long pause. I was taking the time to digest the information. Claire spoke up.

"It's your question, Jenn."

I heard my name but it took me a moment more to recover.

"Didn't I just ask a question?"
"I guess you did. Sarah?"
"It was a follow-up to Claire's but okay. My turn. Has anyone ever tried to blackmail you?"

The question hit me like a ton of bricks. Did Sarah know? Was she in on it? Was Claire? Had this been planned for my benefit? Were Janice and Daniel hiding in the closet? Claire answered as these questions raced through my mind.

"Yes. It didn't go well for them, though. I can't go into detail but I'll say this: Tom is the best friend a girl can have."

I was frozen.

"Jenn? Are you all right?"

I didn't want to answer. This had to be a trap. I looked left and right for an exit, but my mind couldn't take it. I simply burst out crying.

"Jenn? What's wrong?"

For a long while, I sobbed. Claire and Sarah attempted to console me, at first with little success. As the tears calmed down and some sanity returned, I realized that they were both genuinely concerned with me. That realization chased away all my fears.

"I'm sorry..."
"You have nothing to be sorry about, Jenn... What is it?"

I couldn't bring myself to say it. Luckily, Sarah had understood.

"Who's blackmailing you now?"

It took me a moment to gather my strength enough to relate to them what my siblings had done to me. I felt anger boil in Sarah's body, and as I stared at her, I realized she really did care for me.

"Those bastards..."
"Please, Sarah, I don't want to get in trouble."
"They can't do that to you. They're supposed to take care of you."

Claire helped Sarah calm down.

"It's okay, Sarah. It's cool. I have an idea. Jenn, Sarah's right, they're liable to make you do things you don't want to do. I say we postpone the game and talk this through. We'll help you, Jenn. I swear."

I hugged them both as I regained some dignity.

"I'm sorry for cracking up like that..."
"You don't have to apologize for anything."

Sarah added.

"But they do. And they will..."

For the first time, I saw something new in Sarah, a determination I had never seen before. I had not spent much time with her in the past few months. I realized I had missed her company. I realized she had also changed a lot, matured in ways unexpected. This made her more beautiful than before, more desirable. My heart skipped a beat.

Inside me, a small fire was lit that day. It would burn only for Sarah for a very long time.

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[Because of the April Fools thing, Jarvis' comment got deleted; at least I got to read it. This is part 3 - also final part - of this storyline. Enjoy!]

My first problem was that I lived with my siblings and therefore could not avoid them. Sooner or later, they would come to me and ask me to be their slave. The solution to that problem would be two-fold, but it would never be complete.

When I went back home that Sunday for supper, I got ambushed by Janice. She inquired as to where I was and I told I'd spent the afternoon with some friends. She told me to free my schedule for the rest of the week. We had planned for that contingency.

"Well, okay, but it's going to be complicated explaining it to Claire's mom."
"Why? What does Claire's mom have to do with it?"
"Well, Claire and her mom wanted to do some camping this week and Claire invited me. I already said yes."
"Tell them you can't go."
"Claire's mom was really looking forward to it. She'll probably want to know why."

Sarah's intuition was paying off.

"well, when is that camping anyway?"
"Monday and Tuesday."
"All day?"
"Yeah, and a sleepover."
"Okay you can go."
"Sarah also wanted to come over on Wednesday; we were going to register to the public pool for the summer. But that would be only in the afternoon."

Janice pondered the issue for a moment.

"Okay, but here's the deal. You're going to help us ambush Sarah Wednesday, or else."
"But Sarah's my friend."
"That's too bad for her."

I made my sad face.

"And tonight, you're ours."

I lowered my head to comply. She left me alone. I was aware that, in order for our payback to work, I had to endure their treatment for a few days. Given the fact that I knew they were going to get theirs, I didn't mind that much. I only hoped that whatever they had planned wouldn't be too bad.

That night, around ten, I was lying on my bed when Daniel and Janice came in. They were both wearing their bathrobes. I was in pajamas. I looked up and stared at them.

"Come on!"

I got up and followed them downstairs. My parents' room was upstairs so they felt safe. We went into the downstairs' bathroom. They ordered me to strip. I complied. They removed their bathrobes and I saw they were naked too. I got scared.

"Please... I'm still a virgin..."
"Relax, sis... come on, I'm your brother... well stepbrother actually and we're not related..."

I saw a wicked smirk on his face.

"But I'd never do that to you."
"Why are we here?"
"Get in the shower."

I carried out the order. Janice stepped into the shower with me.

"You're going to make out with Janice."
"But why?"
"Because we say so."

Janice started the water pouring, got it to an acceptable temperature. She pushed me against the wall and started groping and kissing me. I held back somewhat, both on purpose and because I felt intimidated. I saw that Daniel was jerking himself off, staring at us. Janice pulled back.

"You know what's so great about us not being related, Jenn?"
"No..."
"No guilt."

The way she said it made me squirm inside. Her hands slid across my body down to my crotch. My legs closed.

"Come on, Jenn..."

Reluctantly, I split them apart, just enough to let her hand play with my pussy a little.

"Have you ever used the water?"

I didn't understand her question.

"Lie down in the bath."

She undid the shower head; it had an extension chord on it. She pulled it to the maximum length, switched the stream to a strong spray and directed the spray at my pussy.

"Open your legs, Jenn."

The sensation of the water on my pussy felt exhilirating. I wasn't touching myself and the water was providing the increase in stimulation. I closed my eyes, because it was easier to imagine things that way. I knew that there were things that even my wicked siblings would not do to me. This was still tolerable to me.

The water rushing into me gave me a loud orgasm; Janice's hand went over my mouth to prevent me from screaming.

"Sshh... you'll wake mom and dad."

The tension died down after my release. Janice returned the showerhead to its position and shut the water off.

"Get on your knees."

As I did so, Daniel stepped into the shower, his dick at face level.

"You know what to do."

I started stroking him. My eyes turned towards Janice, who was watching me masturbate her brother. She was livid with lust; she wanted to take my place but the fear of incest kept her from actually doing it. Suddenly, I realized what I was being used for. I was their proxy. They couldn't, in all conscience, touch each other even if they wanted to, so they used me as an intermediary. I also knew what that meant for me in long run. It meant I would have to sleep with both of them sooner or later. I knew I wasn't part of their genetic family, but this was as far as I could take things.

My hand hastened its pace on Daniel's cock, and he came onto my chest once more. To please him, I rubbed it in. I had noticed the looks he and Janice had given each other while I was stroking him. This was about them. I felt sick to my stomach.

That night, when I went back to bed, I was barely able to get some sleep. I kept imagining Daniel climbing into my bed to fuck me; or sometimes it was Janice's fingers inside me. I realized that I was scared. I could lose my virginity to my stepbrother, and I certainly didn't want that. I knew I was probably safe until Wednesday, but I wondered at how Sarah would fare going up against them. After all, they had asked me to set her up.

My heart trembled at the thought of something bad happening to Sarah.

It was an uneventful camping trip with Claire and her mother. Claire's mom, of course, was not entirely in the loop but it was better this way. We didn't want any adults getting involved in this. All she knew was that Claire wanted to go camping, and she had invited me over. Since Claire's mom was off that Monday and Tuesday, it had been fairly easy to set it up.

Wednesday rolled around and Sarah came over after lunch. As agreed with my siblings, we went into the woods. I had, of course, forewarned Sarah about what my siblings had planned for her; that is, I had forewarned her that my siblings meant to find a means to blackmail her too. She didn't seem concerned. She said we had backup. I trusted her implicitly.

We went hiking through the woods and came upon an old rusted out car. We were surprised by Janice, who was already on the scene. I knew Daniel was nearby but I wasn't supposed to say anything, so I didn't.

"Hey Sarah!"
"Janice. Long time no see."
"Sure has."

They hugged. How they could both be so hypocritical was beyond me, but I realized I was playing the part too. We started to chat about everything, boys, other girls, school, summer activities. They kept the conversation; I was just eye candy at that point.

"Jenn told me you wanted to go to the pool this summer."
"Yeah. We filled out the applications before coming out. I'm gonna drop them by the pool heading back home."
"You know what I hate about the pool?"
"What do you hate about the pool, Janice?"
"So many things. Young kids peeing in the pool. The elderly taking up space. Plus, it's so intimidating sometimes, going there in a swimsuit."
"I don't find it intimidating."
"Well, that's easy, you've got a gorgeous body."
"Thanks. You look good too."
"What size are your breasts?"
"Almost a B cup."
"Can I touch?"

Janice extended her hand. Sarah let her grope her a moment. She groped back in return.

"I'm not even an A yet."
"Sure you are."

Janice looked around, to check if anyone was there. She took off her t-shirt and exposed her naked chest and her small breasts.

"See..."

The point was to get Sarah to show hers. I was supposed to emulate Janice. I hesitated. Janice gave me an angry look. I bit back my tongue and played along. I was almost a B cup as well by then. I took off my shirt; I was braless as well.

"Mine are B already."

Sarah and Janice groped them. It sent a shiver down my spine.

"Sarah?..."

Janice stared at her.

"Oh! Sorry..."

She took off her camisole. She had a support bra on which she also took off. I imagined Daniel was taking pictures at the moment. We groped Sarah's breasts.

"Got a lot of hair down there?"

Janice's goal was to get us naked and as involved as possible; Daniel would then come in and surprise us with the pictures and he'd get to control Sarah. Sarah was playing along because she knew we had something else planned. She answered Janice.

"Actually, I shave. Wanna see?"
"Sure."

Sarah pulled down her pants to her ankles; she pulled the front of her underwear and Janice looked in.

"Wow! You do. No hair."
"Can I see you?"

Janice did the same, but she completely took off her pants. She then exposed her pussy to us.

"It's all bushy. You don't trim?"
"No. Should I?"

Sarah didn't really have an answer. I was staring at Sarah the whole time; her half naked figure in the woods inspired feelings in me which I had not suspected beforehand. Her willingness to help me seek revenge on Daniel and Janice was truly inspiring - and somewhat arousing.

The girls turned to me.

"Come on, Jenn. Show us yours."

Sarah had completely taken off her pants by then. I felt I had no choice but to comply, which was really the point on both sides. I slid my pants off and exposed my pussy; I only kept it trimmed for health purposes.

There we were, all three of us, in our underwear in the woods besides a rusty car. I was actually aroused, and I realized it was Sarah doing it for me. It was confusing at best.

"This is hot!"

Janice's words were as sincere as they were calculated. She wanted to crank it up a notch.

"Remember last summer in Tom and Mary's pool?"
"Sure do."
"That was fun."

She stared at Sarah before continuing.

"Maybe we can play a little?"
"What do you have in mind?"

Sarah gave her an innocent look, the one I now knew to be fake. Sarah had been far beyond anything my siblings or myself had done. It made me smile.

"I don't know. Maybe we can kiss?"
"Sure. That'd be nice."

And Sarah leaned in and kissed Janice. They'd kissed in the past. But this kiss was different. It had experience, it spoke volumes. When Sarah pulled away, Janice was blushing, uncomfortable. Sarah turned to me and planted her lips on mine; my heart melted and my panties became soaked almost instantly. I felt my worries fly away under the sweet caress of her moist lips. It lasted an eternity and then she pulled away.

"Well. You too?"

I turned to Janice and kissed her, like I'd never kissed her before. If I was to her proxy for Daniel, I might as well make it memorable. She didn't kiss back with as much intensity. Clearly this was making her uncomfortable. She hadn't imagined Sarah would be so compliant. The lack of control made her doubt her plan.

That's when Daniel decided to manifest himself. He stepped out of the bushes, holding his portable camera.

"Hello girls."

Immediately, Janice feigned surprise and covered up a little. I did the same. Sarah just stood there, defiantly, smiling at him.

"Hi Dan. Want to join us?"
"W-What?"
"Come on. Strip down to your undies and join us. we're kissing."

Daniel was stunned - too stunned to act along the lines of the plan he had made himself. He just stared at Sarah; she cupped her breasts and giggled.

"Listen, girls... I... just..."
"Come on! We don't have all day."

Daniel had been completely taken aback. He had expected Sarah to shy away, to cower in fear or to drop to tears. He could have handled that. But her defiant stance, her bravado was something entirely unexpected.

"Please?"

It didn't take much more for him to walk over to us. Sarah placed a hand on his shoulder; she grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast.

"You seem a bit shy. How about we continue and you can join us later?"

She let him go, pulling away from him and turning to me. She wrapped her arms around me and started kissing me passionately, her hands sliding across my back, groping my flesh. This was all too much for Dan. He started stripping, setting down the camera beside him. Sarah pulled Janice in and we began a three-way kiss; Sarah was groping Janice as much as me, and Janice did not know how to react so she just stood there, taking in the sensation.

A little overeager, Dan stripped completely naked. When Sarah noticed, she gave him quite a look.

"My... that's something you don't see everyday."

Dan made a move towards us. And that's when Thomas arrived on the scene.

"Hey everyone, what's happening here?"

At that moment, everything changed. Sarah popped up and ran towards Tom and jumped into his arms.

"Oh! Tom! It's terrible. They made me do it. They forced Jennifer to do it too."
"What!"

Tom was massive by any standards, even back then. The bodybuilding, boxing and wrestling classes were really paying off. His bark was bigger than his bite, but of course no one really knew that at the time. Tom kept to himself. There was a rumor that he had somehow intimidated the school bully Pauline and her cronies back into a corner, but the details of that were sketchy at best. There was also a rumor that he had broken the nose of someone who was mean to his twin sister. No one wanted to mess with Tom.

Daniel tried to defend himself.

"Now wait a minute, this is not what..."
"Shut up Dan!"

Tom gave a big hug to Sarah and walked over to Dan, who was shivering naked in the woods, completely defenseless.

"I should punch you out right now!"
"But it's not..."
"Shut up! What's this? Your camera?"

Tom picked up the digital camera and started looking up the pictures.

"You're a sick pervert, Dan... I should clock you out."
"Don't hit me!"

Tom made himself threatening. Dan was whimpering with fear and Janice was no bigger than him. We didn't really have anything on Janice, other than Sarah's word, but what we had on Daniel was sufficient.

"I'm gonna spare you this time, but if I ever hear that you tried anything like that ever again, I will send you to the hospital. Come on Sarah, get dressed!"

Sarah hurriedly rushed to her clothes. Now was the time to establish my alibi. Thomas turned to Janice and me.

"Were you two in on it?"

That's when I broke up.

"I'm sorry. They made do it. I didn't want to, but they made me do it."

Janice picked up the beat, to save her own skin.

"It was all his idea. He told me to get her involved. I swear I didn't know what he was planning."

of course, we knew that Janice was lying, but it didn't matter at that point. Their fates were sealed. Tom turned back to Dan.

"How dare you? Drag them into this."

Dan wanted to reiterate his defense but chose the wiser course of action.

"I'm sorry Sarah... I'm so sorry..."

Sarah appeared mad at me; all part of the act but she was selling it so convincingly that I actually believed it for an instant.

I picked up my clothes and quickly put them on, running away from them in the other direction, towards my house. I left them behind; Thomas and Sarah's performances had bought me my freedom from my would-be slavers. I cried on my way back home; tears of joy at seeing how much my friend Sarah was willing to do to get me out of a tight spot.

I didn't speak to my siblings for three weeks after that. They ignored me completely except for meals. The tension with my adoptive parents slowly began to increase. I never did know why. I imagined Janice had told them something, but without any proof to back it up, they couldn't do anything about it. By the end of that summer, I knew I would be out of there as soon as I finished high school.

That summer, I also discovered something new about me. At night, as I lay staring at my ceiling, reliving those few days, I saw Sarah's face, like an angel watching over me. That angel swooped down into my bed and we made love. That's when I knew I loved Sarah. But it would a while for her to love me back, and she would never be as committed to me as I was to her.

Eventually, I'd move on. But I'd always come back to her in the end.

[Jarvis]

WHAT?!?!?! My comments are GONE!?!?!?!



Oh well, I guess I had better put them back!

I love this whole series. The character development is wonderful and the story line are a lot of fun! As long as you keep writing the stories, I'll keep reading hem! Keep up the GREAT work!

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Because of many reasons which I don't want to go into detail, I won't be doing all the proposed parts of the storyline; I will however be posting all the parts I've already written up within the next few weeks.

Stay tuned.

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The name of the first boy I ever kissed was Bradley. we were six. I don't recall the details but I do remember blushing for no apparent reason.

Bradley was my best friend after that all the way through elementary school. I was always comfortable around him. We did everything together. He picked me up outside of my apartment complex and we walked to school together, sometimes holding hands. We were going steady by the time we were eight, as much as kids can go steady. We didn't kiss. We simply hung out together. That lasted until we finished elementary school and were to be sent to high school. Bradley came up to my apartment one day and we went to play outside. I rode his bike while he walked alongside me. He seemed really pensive so I eventually asked him what was going on. He told me that he was going next year to a school just for boys, and therefore he wouldn't walk with me back and from school.

I cried. I jumped off the bike and into his arms and I cried. That was the second time we kissed; this time, there were emotions involved, feelings and unspeakable stress. I was becoming a teenager and my hormones were starting to manifest; I'd had my first period a few months before that. My breasts were starting to show. And I was devastated.

The following night, I didn't come home. Instead, I went to Bradley's place. It was silly of me but I wanted to see him. I climbed into his room, like I had done so many times. He was sleeping. He kept his window open because it was the summer. I climbed into bed with him. He woke up, startled at my presence. We started kissing. Before we knew it, our clothes were on the floor and he was taking my virginity.

The first problem that arose from this was that I fell asleep in his bed afterwards. When morning came and his mother found us huddled in bed, she threw a fit. She called my parents, and thus the second problem was born. I was forbidden to ever see or speak to Bradley again. There was a great argument between our parents about who was responsible for the ordeal. They blamed me, my parents blamed him. There was enough blame to go around but no one cared that they were hurting Bradley and me.

That year, I was sent away from the city to a private school for girls. I spent three years there, holed up like a prisoner. That's where I met Alice.

I had gotten over Bradley in the first year. I still missed him but the distance had allowed my heart to reflect on other things. I was surrounded by girls and I was discovering that they appealed to my sense of style. I had spent my entire childhood with Bradley and had barely paid attention to anyone else. Being surrounded by only girls that I got to see in every which way in the showers and in the dormitories, I began to compare breasts, but also other parts of my body. I wasn't unpopular but I wasn't the most in demand either.

At the end of my first year, before going back to my parent's place, I sneaked into another dormitory with a friend of mine to chat with some of the older girls. They told us that to be allowed into their fold, we had to kiss. So we did. I would later learn that this wasn't the only thing these girls did.

It was during the second year at the school that I first noticed Alice. She looked to be a shy girl, she kept to herself and never made any ruckus, as compared to most of us. She wore her blonde hair short. I don't really know why I never noticed her before. I just walked in to one of our classes one day and ended up sitting next to her. I turned my head and saw her blonde locks and my heart stopped.

That night, I played with myself while thinking of her.

I took every opportunity I could to be with her. I teamed up with her for school projects, took up chess because she was into it even though I stank. I'd time my shower breaks so I could see her naked, or as close as possible. There was something in the way she talked, the way she moved that got me hot and bothered. I masturbated to her mental image more than once.

One night late, I entered the shower, expecting to see her there. She used to take her shower at the end of the day, when there were less people around. I entered, my towel wrapped around me. The showers were individual, separated by planks. I went into the stall next to hers.

"Hi Alice."
"Cassie. Hi."

I turned on the water. Peering a little over the plank, I could see the top of her chest, her perky breasts with the water glistening off of them. She turned to me and I looked away. It was hard enough to feel these emotions without them sneaking up on me. The water was not helping cool my senses. We didn't normally chat under these circumstances. Her voice reached me.

"Would you mind washing my back?"

My heart stopped. She had never asked anything of me. I froze.

"Well?"
"Sure."

I moved out of my cubicle and into hers. Her naked back was arched towards me. She handed me the washcloth full of soap and I started to lather her back.

"You can rub harder."

I start to scrub the washcloth against her back. She moaned as the cloth left a trail of soap across her spine. She arched herself back. I felt my nipples stiffen and my body tremble. Instinctively, I leaned in towards her, until the tip of my breasts grazed her back. She pulled away and I pulled back.

"Sorry."
"It's all right."

She turned around.

"I'll wash yours."

She spun me around and we traded places in her cubicle, our bodies touching slightly as we moved about. I was on fire. I felt the washcloth rubbing against my skin, sending shivers through my entire back. I arched back as she did; I felt her breasts pressed against my back, and suddenly, her arm reached around my stomach as she leaned against me. We remained like that for a few moments. She spun me around and kissed me.

"Alice I..."
"Sshh..."

She kissed me back.

"I want you Alice..."
"I know. I want you to. But not here. Not now."

Our breasts were pressed against each other's. Our chests heaved up and down under the excitement. Her hand reached into my hair.

"Have you ever been with a girl?"

I blushed.

"No... you?"
"No."

We kissed again, then she pulled away.

"Not here, Cass."

I returned to my cubicle and turned on the cold water to soothe my senses. It worked partially. As she finished her shower, she leaned over to my cubicle.

"I'll send you a place and time tomorrow."

She smiled. I melted. That night, I masturbated four times thinking of her kiss in the shower and her breasts against mine.

The next day, I had only one thing on my mind. When I got Alice's note, I hid it very carefully. After classes were over, I went over to the gym and hid in the locker room, just as she told me. She entered and looked around, motioning me to follow her. We went into the supply room and from there, she opened a secret door (it wasn't so much secret as regularly inaccessible because of high traffic) that went into a short narrow corridor and another door. As we entered, the musty smell of books came into my nostrils.

The room seem to be an adjunct to the main library, but obviously an unknown corridor connected it to what had become the supply room for the gym. The room was in fact a private study.

"How come you know this place?"
"There are secrets here, Cassie. Come here."

She dragged me to a sofa and started kissing me. It did not take us long to start making out and strip naked. I had only felt this kind of attraction for one other individual in my life.

"Are you a virgin, Cassie?"
"No, I'm not."
"You've been with a boy?"
"I have."
"It's okay. Never with a girl."
"No. But I want to... so much."

She started kissing me again. Her fingers neared my sex; she played with it for a moment. I moaned and bit my lip under her care.

"Do the same to me."

I tried my best to emulate her. I wanted so much to come again under her care. She was kissing my nipples and breasts as her fingers explored into me, driving me to ecstasy. I never wanted it to stop. I panted and sighed as the sensation gave me the best orgasm I had ever experienced thus far. I collapsed into her arms, kissing her all over.

"Oh God!... oh Alice..."

She smiled at me.

"Let me try something else."

She placed her head between my legs and started licking me there, using her tongue and lips to stimulate me. I felt the throes of ecstasy return; my hands instinctively went to both my breasts and the back of her head. For a second time, under her attentive care, I released. I practically fell asleep from exhaustion, but her kisses and caresses kept me awake.

"I love you, Alice."
"That's nice, Cass."

I huddled against her for warmth. She held onto me.

And that's when the other girls came in.

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A new school is always an exciting thing. After three years in the same boarding school, it was nice to be back in a public school, even under the circumstances.

My first days at my new school weren't that remarkable. I sat in my classes, got introduced and learned to adapt to the new mood. I didn't have to wear a uniform so that was a plus. I had always hated that plaid skirt. I was always more into jeans. They were banned at the school but at least I got to wear long pants.

The first true friend I met was a girl named Sarah. I met her after class while waiting for the bus to take me home. She was talking to another girl named Jennifer. They seemed to be tight from the way they chatted. My memories took me back to moments with Bradley or Alice and I sighed. Eventually, this Jennifer left and Sarah came to sit beside me. For a moment, we stood silent. She turned to me.

"Hi. I'm Sarah."
"Cassie."

We shook hands.

"You're new this year."
"Yeah."
"I like your hair."

I had long hair at that time, and I always kept it in a pony tail. It was hard to go unnoticed with my freckles and red hair. Sarah had shoulder length auburn hair, a little wavy. She was very pretty.

"Thanks."
"Where are you from?"
"Around here, actually. I was just... at another school."
"That's cool. But you're here now."
"Thanks. Listen, you don't have to be all nice to me."
"I like being nice."

She smiled at me. She had a kind of wonderful smile that could chase away worries and make you feel giddy.

"What do you think of the school?"
"It's fine. Haven't been here long enough to forge an opinion."
"My advice Cassie. Take school for what it is and make your life around it."
"Okay."
"Not that you look like you need advice."

She giggled. For some reason, I wanted to kiss her. Memories of Alice kept rolling around in my head.

"If you don't have anyone to sit with tomorrow, you can sit with me and my friends in the lunchroom."

And that's how I was introduced to Sarah, Jennifer, Mary... and Claire.

A word on Claire: it was noon the next day and I walked into the cafeteria. I found Sarah's table. Introductions were made to Jennifer and Mary. As I began to sat down, I saw the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, long blonde hair, gorgeous smile, with a pose so striking it made me shiver. Her eyes were blue as the sky and her lips pouty, but not enough. Her breasts under her shirt were just in the right proportions with the rest of her curves. I simply stared at her and froze as she joined us.

"Cassie, this is Claire."

I moved aside and gave her my seat. I moved to the other side of the table so I could sit in front of her.

"Well?"
"Oh! Hi Claire."

I had never had such a reaction with anyone. My heart was racing. I felt my nipples harden and my sex became moist. It was similar to what I had felt for Alice, but only stronger. As Claire spoke, the words jumped out of her mouth but they couldn't reach my ears. I just stared at her lips, wanting to link them to mine. Sarah tapped me on the shoulder and brought me back to reality.

"Are you okay Cassie?"
"Oh! Yeah. Sure."

That lunch, I heard them talking about everything, but I only paid attention to what Claire was saying. She was in the same year as me, but we had no classes together. She enjoyed dancing, swimming and sewing. She made some of her own clothing with her mother's accessories. She showed us a scarf she wore. She told us about this girl she had seen who was clearly pregnant; she related a tale about some boy she had seen on the news who had been reunited with his birth mother. She could have read a cake recipe, I would still have been enthralled. When we moved out of the cafeteria and into the yard, I followed her. It was all I could do but watch her leave when she left for classes.

That night, in my bed, I cried my tears out. I did the same the next few nights. I'd meet her in the cafeteria, listen to her stories and barely speak. I would watch her leave and my heart would break every time.

It wasn't healthy to live that way.

That Sunday, in the park, I was riding my bicycle when I heard someone call my name. I turned to look and froze. Bradley. I jumped off my bike and ran into his arms.

"Bradley? My God!"
"Cassie... My sweet Cassie!"

We had not seen each other since that night we had spent together. All the memories resurfaced and I could tell he was experiencing the same things. I wanted to kiss him but something held me back. It would take me a while to understand what.

"How are you? It's so good to see you, Bradley."

We were still holding on to each other, as if we were afraid this moment would end.

"I've been good. You?"
"So so..."
"Really?"
"Yeah."

I hugged him tight and this time I kissed him on the lips, just a peck, nothing involving. I dragged him to a bench and retrieved my bike.

"Three years."
"I know. Wow!"
"I hope... it's not because of me that..."
"Oh no, Bradley! You were the best thing to ever happen. I wanted that, we both did."
"Yeah, but look where it got us."
"You're here now."

He shied away from me. I was making him uncomfortable. We shifted subject and talked about our respective schools. He'd been sent one year abroad to his cousin's in Africa after the incident, then he'd come back and resumed his class. He was one year behind me. I told him about the boarding school but didn't mention Alice.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Nothing steady."

I lowered my head.

"Brad..."
"Cass..."

I remembered his embrace. I felt the confusion I was living in and I wanted something to break it.

"Brad... can we go somewhere?"
"Cass?"
"Please."

He took my hand and we headed away from the park. We couldn't go to his place and we certainly couldn't go to mine so we walked around a while. It took us a long time but we finally decided to head to our old stomping grounds. We got to our old school. We went around the fence. The place had a familiar look.

"Remember where we kissed?"
"Sure do."

We walked over to the playground. I leaned against the wooden structure. I was much shorter back then. Bradley walked over to me.

"Listen, Cass... I'm not seeing anyone regularly but..."
"Bradley."
"Yes."
"Kiss me."

He leaned in and planted his lips on mine. I closed my eyes. I tried to recapture the moment. I almost grasped it but then it slipped away.

"Again."

This time, the kiss was more intense. We played with our tongues, like we had that time we had sex. I almost felt the connection again. But there was something missing. Something gone.

"Again."
"Cassie..."

I lowered my head and started to cry.

"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. I've missed you but... we've grown apart and... I think I'm in love with someone but seeing you again and... I don't know."

He hugged me tight.

"I'd love nothing than make love to you again, Cassie, but it has to feel right. That's why it felt so good last time. Because it was right. I dreamt of that night and still do sometimes. And now look at you..."

He stepped back. Three years had passed. I had blossomed. I was no longer a shy teenager - he had no idea how far I had come in fact. I had breasts, I had hips, my hair was longer. I felt like a young woman. I desired him as a young woman. But I didn't love him.

"You're so beautiful. But... I don't want to hurt you, and I'm afraid I might. And there's this girl in my class, well..."

I smiled at him, drying my tears.

"Me too."
"What?"
"There's this girl too, at my school."

He paused.

"Girl?"
"Yeah. It's a girl. I'm in love with a girl."

Bradley was stunned, but his smile was all over his face.

"Well that's unexpected..."
"Bradley, my parents sent me away to an all-girls school. I mean... come on. Don't they watch movies? Don't they know what goes on there?"
"Is it really like that?"
"No, not really. I'm just teasing. But I am... I've had sex with girls and... well... I'm in love with one right now and I don't know if..."

Bradley hugged me again.

"Does that mean you're a lesbian? Because I'd hate to think I was the one who...?"

I punched him in the shoulder.

"It's not like that silly. I don't know. Maybe. I think I like guys too. I miss guys. But this girl..."

I told him about Claire. He told me about Brandine. We compared notes. It was the single most interesting conversation of my life, taking about our potential lovers. It was like old times.

"You know what's sad, Bradley?"
"Tell me."
"I really do want to fuck."

He looked away for a moment.

"I'd like to oblige, honest... but, I don't think it would be right. For Claire or Brandine."
"You're probably right... but if it doesn't work out on our ends, I'm definitely going to look you up for some sex."
"Okay. You do that."

We spent the rest of the afternoon rehashing old stories. Eventually, we parted company. We didn't bother exchanging coordinates. We both knew where the other lived.

That night, I was both glad and sad by the fact that I had not slept with Bradley. I was relieved that we didn't complicate things, but I really did want sex. Ever since I had left the boarding school, I had been obligated to relieve myself of my sexual tension. I enjoyed it but I really wanted to feel someone's hands on me.

It would take a few weeks but I would eventually get my wish.

[Jarvis]

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