[Fiction] The Field Trip

[g18]

I hope so, I would really like to be able to read all of it eventually

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Part 53


When the three girls had finally had their fill of Jill, they allowed her to pull her skirt back up and straighten her clothes again.

“Can I go now?” Jill said.

“Yes,” Sarah said, “But remember, I have pictures of you and Zoe Mortimer... in flagrante delicto.”

“In where?” Emma queried.

“In the disabled toilet,” Sarah replied.

“I didn’t know you knew French,” Emma said.

“It’s Latin,” Sarah explained.

Jill opened the cubicle door and stepped out.

“Not a word,” Sarah threatened, “Or everyone at school gets to see your choice of sexual partner.”

Emma giggled. “Zoe Mortimer... I mean, how could you?”

Jill exited the bathroom and made her way back to the dorm. She needed some relaxation after all she’d been through. Her cunt was sore and she could hardly walk straight.

Jane Powell was in the dorm, applying lipstick to her mouth.

“Going out?” Jill wondered.

“No,” Jane said, “Just thought I’d doll myself up a bit.”

“Who’s supervising in the recreation room?” Jill asked. She knew that some of the kids would be there.

“John Carson as usual,” Jane replied.

“I’m going down there for a couple of hours,” Jill explained.

“Fine,” Jane said, “Enjoy.”

“I’ll be back up in a couple of hours, more than likely,” Jill said. Jill walked out of the dorm and down to the rec room on the ground floor.

In the recreation room, several pupils were listening to music. It was ‘Living On a Prayer’ by Bon Jovi.

Jill looked around the room and spotted James Milton, Paul Parker, Nigel Baxter, Alan Curtis, Ryan Davies, Stephen Hayden, Alice Griffin, Lauren Bennett and... Zoe Mortimer. All of them except Zoe had dolled themselves up a bit.

The lights had been dimmed and the seats and other furniture had been pushed to one side of the room to make space for dancing.

At the moment though, the girls were dancing alone and the boys were standing to one side watching them and talking.

There were soft drinks and snacks on a table at the side of the room.

John Carson was nowhere in sight.

“Who’s supervising?” Jill shouted over the music.

“Sorry?” Paul called back.

“Turn the music down,” Jill shouted.

“What?”

Louder. “Turn the music down.”

“Hang on,” Paul said, “I’ll turn the music down.” He did so. “That’s better.”

The girls stopped their swaying.

“Who’s supervising?” Jill shouted.

“No need to shout,” Paul said, “We’re not deaf.”

“Who’s supervising?” Jill returned to her normal voice.

“Mr Carson was here,” Paul said, “But he disappeared somewhere.”

Jill traded glances with Zoe but neither of them spoke.

Paul turned the music up again, but not quite as loud. Lauren and Alice started dancing again. Zoe went over to the snacks table.

Jill sat down on a chair and her short skirt rode up slightly.

James approached her. “Fancy a dance, miss?” he said bravely.

“No thanks, James,” Jill said, “I’m...” she glanced at Zoe. “I’m tired.”

James went back to the others.

Jill heard Paul say: “Looks like a forfeit, Jamesey boy.” She sighed. James had been dared to ask her. She stood up. “James,” she said, “I’ve changed my mind. I’ll have that dance.”

James turned and accompanied her to the makeshift dance floor.

Lauren and Alice shifted to the side.

The music changed from Bon Jovi to Queen’s ‘Don’t Stop Me Now.”

As James and Jill danced together, without touching, James said: “You look nice, miss.”

“Was that a dare as well?”she asked him.

“Sorry, miss?”

“You were dared to ask me for a dance, weren’t you?”

James nodded.

“I got you out of the forfeit,” Jill said, “So the least you can do is be honest with me. Were you dared to say I look nice?”

“No, miss,” James said. “We don’t normally see you glammed up.”

Jill wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or not. She took it as one. She had dressed up to surprise Mike but that plan had been scuppered by Zoe. She’d been violated by four girls. It felt good to be complimented for a change.

“You dance good, too, miss,” James added. “You keep yourself fit?”

Jill realised it was a question. “Yes,” she said, “I do.”

They danced a bit more, then Jill broke away.

“I’m going outside for some fresh air,” she said. She caught James’ eye. “Side entrance.”

She glanced over at Zoe again, who was still at the snacks table, and then left the recreation room and made her way out of the side entrance of the building.

There was a slight breeze but it was a warm evening.

She stood outside the door for a few minutes. It opened and James appeared.

“Hello, James,” Jill said.

“Did you want to see me, miss?”

“Yes, James, I did.” Jill put her arms round him and kissed him. “And call me Jill.”



To be continued...

[jklivin]

Glad to hear just into day 2 already so much action, look so forward to the rest of the week

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Part 54

Mike had awoken something in Jill. A monster. Zoe and the other girls had angered that monster. Now it was on the rampage.

“Show me what you’ve got,” she said to James.

“Sorry, miss.”

“Jill,” she said, “Call me Jill.”

“Jill.”

“Show me your cock,” she said, as she reached down to unfasten James’ jeans.

James took over and lowered his jeans and boxers. His cock was semi-erect.

“That’s a lovely cock, James,” Jill said. “I want to suck it dry.” She touched his cock and it became fully erect in her hand.

Jill dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips around the shaft. She moved forward until the tip of the cock was almost tickling the back of her throat. She began to suck on it.

James instinctively put his hands behind her head to hold her there.

Jill continued to suck until the cock twitched and she felt a stream of warm come filling up her mouth. She swallowed.

James let go of her head and she climbed back onto her feet.

“How was it?” Jill asked, as casually as if she was asking him the time.

“Good, miss,” he said, and then he realised his error, “I mean, Jill.”

Jill reached for his hand and pushed it up underneath her skirt. She held it there as if she was afraid he’d move it away if she let go. She felt enquiring fingers tapping at her door. She widened her legs slightly, removed her own hand and allowed James to explore her.

James was not an expert at this but it obvious to Jill that he had been in similar situations before.

James’ fingers penetrated between her labia and probed her inner sanctum.

Jill tried to push herself closer to him as he fingered her. “Deeper,” she moaned, “Deeper.”

James obliged her and pushed his finger in as far as it would go. He hadn’t touched her clit yet, or at least not intentionally, and he wasn’t stimulating her.

Jill couldn’t let him fuck her, not without a condom. She didn’t want to go to the expense of purchasing another morning-after pill, not at twenty-five quid a time, and she certainly didn’t want to get pregnant.

As James continued to finger her, she thought about going on the proper pill. She was a virgin until that first time that Mike had taken her, so she’d never considered it before but now she was seriously contemplating it.

James rummaged around a bit more inside her cunt.

Jill gave out a fake moan.

James removed his finger. “Was that good, Jill?”

“Yes,” she half-lied. It could have been better, she thought.

“I’d better go back in, miss,” James said, “They’ll be wondering where I am. I only said I was going for a piss.”

That gave Jill an idea. “James,” she said, “Do you know what water-sports is?”

“You mean like scuba diving and water-skiing?” he replied.

Jill sighed. “You’d better go back in James.”

She watched as James went back into the building and then, after a couple of minutes, she went back in. She wondered what Mike was up to.


To be continued...

[jklivin]

Someone is on the prowl lol

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Part 55

Mike read the text that had just come through on his phone.

“I’m ready for you now. Come into my parlour. I’m alone.”

It was from Jane Powell.

Hesitantly, Mike made his way to the female staff dorm. He wanted to get Emma to straighten things out with Laura but he had no idea where the girl was and her phone was switched off.

Halfway down the corridor of the male wing, he met Sophie Markham.

“Sir?” Sophie said, “I was just coming to see you. Can I have a word?”

“I’m a bit busy at the moment,” he said.

Sophie took out her phone. “It won’t take long.” She flicked through her phone and then showed Mike a picture. It was the one she took of him masturbating in the girl’s bathroom. “Remember this?”

Mike had forgotten about that. “I forgot about that.”

“Well, I haven’t,” Sophie said, “And unless you want me to pass it round, I need something.”

Mike blew out a sigh. “What?”

Sophie called out. “Beth?”

Bethany Turner appeared from around the corner. She joined her friend.

“Sir,” Sophie said, “ We need something.”

“What’s this all about?” Mike’s eyes flicked from Sophie to Bethany and back to Sophie.

“It’s okay,” Sophie said, “Beth knows about it.”

That’s what I was afraid of, Mike thought.

“Sir,” Sophie continued, “Beth and me are in a bit of trouble.”

“Trouble?” Half of Mike wanted to correct Sophie’s grammar. It’s not ‘Beth and me’, it’s ‘Beth and I’. He resisted the urge.

“We may be pregnant, Sir,” Sophie said.

“Well, don’t look at me,” Mike said.

“No, it’s not you, Sir,” Sophie said, “But we need morning after pills.”

What? Mike thought. Not another one. “What’s that got to do with me?” he asked, dreading the answer.

“If you don’t get them for us,” Sophie said, “This picture gets distributed around the school.” She waved the phone in front of his face. “The entire school.”

Mike sighed. “Meet me outside in the car park tomorrow morning at eight,” he said.

“I knew we could rely on you, Sir,” Sophie said.

Sophie and Bethany disappeared down the stairwell.

Mike shook his head. First Jill, now Sophie and Bethany... Maybe I should just order a job lot off the internet, he thought.

He continued down to the female wing and knocked on the door of Jane’s dorm.

“Come on in,” Jane called out, “I don’t bite. Very hard.”

Mike blew out a sigh and opened the door. He peeped inside. “Are you decent?”

“Of course I’m not decent,” Jane said, “Who do you think I am?”

Mike went in and closed the door behind him.

Jane was lying on her bed, completely naked. “Come on,” she said, This cunt isn’t going to fuck itself.

“You won’t be needing a morning after pill will you by any chance?” Mike asked suspiciously.

“I doubt it,” Jane said. She tapped the bed beside her. “Make yourself comfortable.”

What with his recent encounter with Sophie and his desperation to patch things up with his wife, Mike felt extremely uncomfortable at the moment. He edged towards the bed.

“Scared?” Jane said with a smile.

“Where’s...?” He looked towards Jill’s bed.

“She’s in the recreation room with the kids,” Jane said. “She won’t be back up for a couple of hours.”

Mike kicked off his shoes.

Jane held her nose as if to say ‘Phew, what a pong’.

Mike shook his head. “Look, if you don’t want to...”

“Just joking,” Jane said. She changed the subject. “You have a dare to give me. What’s it to be?”

Mike thought for a moment. “John Carson’s the only staff member who hasn’t taken part in anything yet,” he said, “I dare you to give him a blow job.”

“No way,” Jane said.

“You have till midnight tomorrow.” Mike sat on the edge of the bed and peeled off his socks. “Unless you chicken out.”

Jane sighed. “Okay,” she said, “If that’s what you want.”

Mike nodded. He pushed his socks into his shoes and stood up again.

“We’re going to see the Roman Fort at Hardknott tomorrow,” Jane said, “There won’t be much opportunity for it there.”

“When we get back here then,” Mike suggested.

“There might be more opportunity the next day,” Jane said, “The kids are being split up for different activities. Can I have an extra twenty-four hours?”

“Are you stalling?” Mike unbuttoned his shirt.

“Lick my cunt,” Jane said, changing the subject again.

Mike sat down again and put his hand between Jane’s legs. “I’d rather fuck you,” he said, as he slipped his fingers between her open lips. She was already wet.

“You can do both,” Jane said.

Mike removed his fingers, sucked them dry and then unfastened his trousers. “I think I will,” he said.

He removed his clothes within seconds and climbed onto the bed. His erect cock was standing to attention.

Jane opened her legs wider as he positioned himself between them and pushed his shaft into her wet cunt. There was no resistance. He gave several thrusts and got into a continuous in/out motion, steadying himself with his hands on the bed.

The door opened.

“Mike?” Jane whispered. She tapped him gently on the back.

Mike looked up to see what Jane had already seen.

Jill was standing in the open doorway. “Am I disturbing anything?” she said.


To be continued...

[jklivin]

Oops, looking forward to this awkward situation.

[Ethan2cu]

Just gets Better and Better.... brb have to clean up my jizz

[Sissy Slut 619]

Really enjoying the story

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Part 56


“Am I disturbing anything?” Jill said from the doorway.

She left the door open and waked briskly over to her bed. “Don’t mind me,” she said as she rummaged in the bag at the side of her bed, “Just pretend I’m not here.”

She pulled her phone from her bag, took something else from the bedside cabinet and then quickly went back to the door, pausing for a moment to take a quick picture of Mike and Jane. Jill smiled a crooked smile and left the dorm, closing the door behind her.

“Shit,” Mike said. “Not again.”

“Lick me out,” Jane said.

“You what?” Mike said, incredulously, “Did you just see what happened?”

Jane sort of shrugged as much as she could, considering the position she was in. “Can’t do much about it now.”

Mike slid off Jane and, from there, off the bed and reached for his trousers. He clumsily pulled them on, fastened them up and then went to the door. “I’ve got to catch her,” he said, as he departed the dorm in a hurry.

“Jill!” he called as he ran barefoot, and bare-chested, down the corridor. “Jill. Where are you?”

He rounded the corner by the stairwell and ran into...

Sarah Cartwright.

“Oof!” Mike said, as he came into contact with the fragrant young girl.

“Oof, yourself,” Sarah said. “Watch where you’re going.”

“Have you seen Jill?” Realising who he was talking to, he corrected himself. “Miss Farrell, I mean.”

“Miss Farrell?” Sarah said, “What’s she been saying?”

“What?” Mike was confused. “No, I mean have you seen her? I’m looking for her.”

Sarah took in Mike’s semi-muscular torso and his bare feet. “What are you doing dressed like that in the female wing?” she wanted to know.

“Mike?” Jane appeared, wearing just a semi-transparent nightie, which did its best to hide her modesty but failed miserably. “Oh,” she said when she saw Sarah.

“Ah!” Sarah said, apparently putting two and two together.

“Have you?” Mike asked her.

“Have I what?” Sarah was staring at Jane Powell’s body, which was easily visible through the sheer nightie.

“Seen Jill... er, Miss Farrell.”

“Leave it, Mike,” Jane said, “Come back to bed.”

“Shh!” Mike said, trying to silence her.

“Bed?” Sarah raised her eyebrows. “Have you two just been...?”

Jane sighed. “I meant, come back to the dorm,” she said trying to backtrack. “We were just organising tomorrow’s itinerary.”

Mike shook his head, partly in disbelief and partly to tell Jane that it was too fucking late for that.

“Is something going on between you two?” Sarah said with a sly smile, “Because that’s terribly unprofessional.”

“Which way did Jill go?” Mike didn’t bother to correct himself this time.

“Jill hasn’t been down here,” Sarah said.

“Other way,” Mike said, trying to squeeze past Jane. “The other stairs.”

“It’ll be too late now, Mike,” Jane said, “She’ll be long gone. Put your clothes back on.”

“Did Miss Farrell catch you two at it?” Sarah said, perceptively, “Is that it?”

Mike froze when he heard that.

Jane speared Sarah with a dagger-like stare. “Not a word of this to anyone,” she said.

“What’s it worth?” Sarah asked, as she raised her phone and took a picture of Jane with her nipples poking through her nightie and her cunt clearly visible.

“Delete that now!” Jane ordered. “Or I will.”

“I’d like to see you try... miss.” Sarah squeezed past Jane and trundled down the corridor towards her own dorm at the far end of the corridor.

“Fucking phones,” Mike said, “We should have banned them on this trip.”

“I’m going back to bed,” Jane said. “You can do what you like.”

“I’ve got to find Jill,” Mike decided, “And get her to delete that picture of us.”

“Well, put your clothes on first,” Jane said, “You’ll catch your death dressed like that.”

“I wish I was fucking dead,” Mike mumbled as he followed Jane back to her dorm.


To be continued...

[jklivin]

Great update poor Mike.... not really

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A quick update on Laura...



Part 57

Laura and Chris shared a shower after their threesome with receptionist Kelly, and then they went down to the bar.

“What would you like?” Chris asked.

Laura glanced down at the other end of the bar and spotted Leanne, the bartender that Kelly had been friendly with, serving another customer. “I wouldn’t mind a bit of that,” she said, nodding in Leanne’s direction.

“Don’t I satisfy you?” Chris asked her.

“You satisfy me in a different way,” Laura said, diplomatically.

Chris nodded as if he understood but the expression on his face said he didn’t really understand.

Leanne looked up after she had served the other customer, spotted Laura and Chris and walked up to their end of the bar.

Close up, Leanne looked about twelve. She was about five foot in height, had her blonde hair tied back into a ponytail and had a very small chest.

She smiled at Chris and Laura. “Hi,” Leanne said, in a quiet, slightly husky, voice, “What can I get you?”

Aroused, Laura thought, eyeing up the petite young woman. “You must be Leanne,” she said out loud.

Leanne raised her eyebrows. “How did you...?”

Kelly mentioned you,” Laura explained.

“Oh, do you know Kelly?”

Very well, Laura thought, More than you can imagine. “Are you old enough to be in a bar?” she asked Leanne, partly in jest.

“I’m twenty-two,” Leanne replied, “So I just get in under the wire.”

Twenty-two? Laura thought, You could have fooled me. “So, when do you get off?”

Leanne glanced up at the clock on the wall. “In about fifteen minutes,” she said, “And not a minute too soon.”

Laura turned to Chris, who had been silent throughout the exchange. “I think I’ll have another one of those Bucks Fizz,” she said.

“One of those please,” Chris said to Leanne, “And I’ll have a diet coke.” At Leanne’s look, he added, “I’m driving.”

Leanne nodded and went to get the drinks.

As soon as they had received their drinks, Laura and Chris threaded through the tables and found a quiet nook in a corner where Laura could see the bar.

“Well?” Chris said, “What’s going through your devious mind?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t fancy her,” Laura said, with a sip of her drink. “You’d fuck her in a minute.”

Chris nodded and took a sip of his coke. “This has turned out better than I imagined,” he said. “I only meant to fuck you.”

“Well,” Laura said, “Stick with me and you’ll be pumped dry before we leave this place in the morning.” She was glued to the bar, watching Leanne wiping the counter-top and emptying the drip-tray. “I’ll be back in a minute,” she said, getting up and carrying her drink over to the bar.

“Hi, again,” Leanne said.

“Hi,” Laura said back. “Here’s the thing,” she said, “We’re not happy with your service.”

Leanne looked confused. “Sorry?”

“We’re reporting you to the hotel manager,” Laura continued. “You’ll be out on your ear by the end of the week.”

“What?” Leanne bit her lip. “Why?”

“Because we’re not happy with the way you...” Laura ensured that she was not in view of a camera and then tipped the remains of her drink over her top, “The way you spilt the drink over me.”

“What?” Leanne was dumbstruck. “You just...”

“Also, you were rude to us,” Laura added.

“You can’t...” Leanne swallowed, hard.

Laura decided to play her trump card. “Kelly will testify that you were rude to us.” Laura already had Kelly over a barrel and she knew that Kelly, to save her own job, would stick the knife into Leanne.

“Kelly?” Leanne said, “She’s not even here.”

“She was earlier,” Laura said, “When you were downright rude to us.” Laura put her empty glass down on the bar counter. “And now you’ve ruined my top.” It was worth the top being ruined if this ruse worked out.

“What do you want from me?” Leanne asked. “I can’t afford to lose this job. I live with my parents, as it is. Do you realise how difficult it is to...”

Laura interjected the sob story. “Come up to our room,” she said to Leanne, “Three-One-Two. We’ll be waiting for you.”

Laura walked back to the table where Chris was sitting and they went back up to their room.

As soon as they were in the room, Lara pulled off her top and threw it on the floor.

“Are you going to stay topless?” Chris asked her.

“No,” Laura said, unbuttoning her skirt, “I’m getting naked.”

There was a knock on the door.

Laura looked at Chris. “Go and let her in.”


To be continued...

[jklivin]

Well that gets my attention for upcoming events

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Part 58


When Chris opened the door, Laura was sitting up in the bed under the covers but with her breasts on show.

Leanne stepped cautiously into the room. “You wanted to see me?” she squeaked. She was wearing a silk top and a short skirt. Her hair was still pulled back into a ponytail and, now, she wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, which made her look even younger than her twenty-two years.

“Chris?” Laura said, “The sign.”

Chris put the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the outside of the door and closed it again.

Laura tapped the side of the bed. “Come over here, Leanne.”

Leanne walked over to the bed and sat down. Before anyone else could speak, she burst into tears. “Please don’t report me,” she sniffed. “I need that job. My shift is only twelve hours as it is and on minimum wage, I...”

Laura interjected, before she, too, started to cry. “Enough,” she said, “Nothing will happen if you do as I say.”

“Leanne sniffed again. She removed her glasses and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. “Anything,” she said, as she replaced her glasses, “I’ll do anything.”

Laura exchanged glances with Chris.”

“I have a couple of questions for you,” Laura said to Leanne.

Leanne sniffed again and nodded.

“Have you got a boyfriend?” Laura asked.

Leanne shook her head. “No,” she said.

“Are you a virgin?” Laura asked.

“Not exactly,” Leanne replied.

“Not exactly?” Laura pressed, “What sort of an answer’s that? You either are or you aren’t.”

“I sort of did something with a boy at Uni last year,” Leanne explained, “But he pulled out before he... you know.”

“Before he came inside you?”

“Yes,” Leanne said.

Laura reached across to put her hand on one of Leanne’s small breasts. “That still counts,” Laura said, “Technically, you’re not a virgin.” She squeezed Leanne’s breast. “What size are you?”

“Thirty-two A,” Leanne replied.

“Good enough,” Laura said, “Take your top off.”

Leanne stood up and unbuttoned her top. As she slipped it off over her shoulders, she revealed a small white bra underneath.

“The bra as well,” Laura said. She looked across to Chris, who was staring at Leanne. “Are you getting hard, Chris?”

“Sort of,” he replied. “I’m getting there.

Leanne looked up at Chris and then turned to Laura. “I can’t have sex,” she said.

“Of course you can,” Laura said, “It’s easy.”

“No!” Leanne said stubbornly.

“Chris,” Laura said, “Call the hotel manager. Tell him this... employee of his just tried to proposition you. She demanded money for sex. I’m sure he doesn’t want a tramp working in his bar.”

“No,” Leanne begged. She paused, then took a swallow. “Okay,” she decided, “I’ll do it.”

“The bra?” Laura reminded the girl.

Leanne unclipped her bra and took it off. She held it against her breasts for a moment to cover herself up.

“Let Chris see your tits,” Laura said.

Leanne dropped the bra to the floor, exposing her small breasts.

“Well, Chris,” Laura said, “What do you think?”

“I think she looks underage,” Chris said.

“I’m twenty-two,” Leanne said.

“I know,” Chris said, “But you look younger.”

“Does that turn you on?” Laura asked with a smile.

“Yes,” Chris said, “Very much.”

“Leanne,” Laura said, “Show him your cunt.”

“My...?” Leanne didn’t seem to understand.

Laura sighed. “Your vagina,” she explained. “Show him your vagina.”

Leanne unbuttoned her skirt and it dropped to the floor of its own accord, exposing a pair of pale blue panties. She took another look at Laura and then slowly peeled her panties down over her thighs to her knees. She stood up straight so that Chris could see her vagina.

It was neatly trimmed and the slit was visible although the labia were tightly closed.

Chris raised his eyebrows when he saw it. “Very nice,” he said.

“Let’s see,” Laura said.

Leanne peeled her panties down to her ankles, kicked them off and turned round so that Laura could see her.

“Yes,” Laura said, “Very nice indeed.” Laura opened up the bed covers beside her. “Get into bed with me, Leanne,”! she said, “I want to feel you beside me.”

Chris was still watching.

“Chris,” Laura said, “Go and have a long shower. Me and Leanne want to be alone for about half an hour.”


To be continued...

[jklivin]

Chris out of the room the ladies will play, I'm happy!