Sunday, August 01, 2004

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TWINS INB LOVE

CHAPTER 67

It was getting dark as I pulled into our drive. I could see the
reflection of the patio lights on the trees behind our place as I got out
of the car.

Soft music was on the stereo as I walked out on the patio from inside
the house.

Donna and her mom were laying on the chaises as I leaned over each of
them and kissed them hello. I reached down and cupped each of their tits
as I kissed them. I knew women liked this. Both MY women were naked.

I grabbed a beer and then sat on the deck between them.

They wanted to know all about my first day on the job, and how it was
working with Paul.

"Nice," to all their questions. I enjoyed the work and working with
him. The best part was getting paid for doing what I really liked.

Dinner is ready anytime you are honey, Donna said.

It dawned on me that I had nothing to eat since the early lunch Paul and
me had. Donna scooted in, still naked and prepared a quick chicken dinner
for all of us from the fridge. Two trips on dark brown in the microwave
and it was all set for us to eat.

It seemed they were hoping I would join their nakedness as we were about
to sit at the patio table. I smiled and stood. I took off my clothes and
then it seemed to make them happy.

"UUUUUUMMMM, desert," Marie smiled as she looked at my swinging cock.

I really liked this closeness we all shared. The genuine caring and
love that I knew each of us felt.

"Did you.....?" Donna was about to ask. I shook my head yes, with a
slight smile as I remembered Pam's soft and needing pussy.

"Can you.....?" Again I smiled, "I think so honey." Her smile was more
certain and happier now. Knowing she would too, have some cock soon.

I looked at Marie and thought of HER needs also. It was all over her
face, but she seemed to be trying to hide it.

The girls had bought a newer brand of wine to go with the dinner. I
liked it right away.

I told them about Pam going to the doctor's office tommorrow for making
her pussy larger. "She IS really tight inside," I said. "I know, remember
Kenny?" Marie smiled. I was reminded of Marie licking Pam's pussy along
with me. I mentioned that she would come to the party with her mother and
Paul, but needed to stick close to me and Paul for at least a while. I
asked Donna and Marie if they would help make her feel good about being
naked with all of us?

"Sure Kenny. No problem." Both of them added.

It was dark by the time we finished eating and I decided to clear most
of the dishes and take them into the kitchen sink. This surprised both of
them but they said nothing. On my return trip, I came behind Marie and
cupped her tits as I kissed her neck. Her head went back towards me in a
seeming appreciation.

I softly massaged her tits as Donna watched. There was no jealousy, no
sign of hurt in Donna's eyes as she watched my hands caressing her mother's
tits.

This was the niceness of our love, our relationship. She also knew I
could sit back and watch her take another cock into her without any
repercussions.

I watched Donna's nipples harden as I felt her mother's also in my
fingers.

Let's have a quick swim I suggested. I was reminded of having Pam's
smell still on me and I didn't want to rub it in to either woman.

"OK, Kenny." Donna rose and quickly dove in the deep end. Marie stood
and I turned her and kissed her. She felt my half hard cock as I pulled
her tighter to me. "Would you like me tonight Kenny?" It seemed more of a
plea than a question. "Yes, hon. I really would. It's been a few days
for us." "I'll talk with Donna, maybe love her now and then I'll come to
you later, OK?"

"OK honey." "That would be nice." Both of us went to the pool edge and
jumped in to join Donna. After swimming around for a while, I could see
Donna's anticipation of wondering if I had it still in me to fuck her? She
knew now, that I fucked her brother's girlfriend or her mother. There was
no meaness or anything, but I knew she was wondering if I could get hard
for HER now.

I swam to the side of the pool and beckoned to her. Marie was in the
far corner and raised her arms on the deck as she watched.

Donna swam up between my legs and popped out of the water right in front
of my cock.

"You worried about this honey?" She looked down at my half hard cock.
"Kind of Kenny. I was wondering if...?"

"Don't worry honey. Its always there for you, I will ALWAYS be here for
you.

She smiled up at me. Her hair was wet and hung in a thick straight and
long pony tail now.

Her tits bobbed seductively in the water.

I closed my legs around her and it pulled her tight to me. My cock was
now pressed between her tits and pointed just below her chin now.

"Its hard just from looking at you honey. Feel it?" "Yes, Kenny, You
are hard already."

"Slide your tits over it babe."

She cupped and pressed her tits and squeezed my cock in between and tit
fucked me with excitement and smiling up at me.

"Want me to cum on them honey or do you want to suck it?"

"Cum on my tits Kenny." "Its been a while since you have." I smiled down
at her. Her hands were holding her tits and I got the idea of involving
Marie.

I motioned for her to come over to us and she quickly closed the
distance.

"Marie honey, would you hold Donna's tits so I can really fuck them and
let her enjoy it too?"

"Sure honey." Marie stood behind Donna and reached around to replace her
hands with her own on Donna's breasts. Her head was over Donna's shoulders
as she watched my cock slide up and down in Donna's valley.

"Gonna suck him when he cums honey?"

"Yeah mom, after he shoots once or twice on me first."

Marie was massaging Donna's tits nicely. I knew they both had down this
many times before in another terrible age. In another terrible life.

Donna rested her head back on Marie's shoulder as her mother continued
to massage her daughter's tits and keep them wrapped for my sliding cock.

I smiled into Donna's eyes and told her I was near.

"I'm going to cum on your pretty tits honey. I'm going to shoot my cum
all over them." "Go ahead Kenny honey. shoot." Now her own hands covered
her mother's as they waited for my spurts to begin.

"Get your mouth ready too honey."

Now Donna was really moving up and down as her tits continued to
caressed and make a soft tunnel for my cock. Soon, I moaned and stiffened
as my cock shot a large spurt on her tits and she moaned. Marie quickened
her massage on Donna's tits as she watched me cumming now.

Soon, another large spurt shot out and landed on her left nipple. "Suck
him now honey. Suck his shooting cock." Marie was massaging my cum into
Donna's tits as Donna sucked me ravenously. Feverishly as if she hadn't
sucked me in a month. I spurted two more large emissions and then a couple
smaller ones as she sucked me deeply and then used her tongue over and over
the dribbling head still in her mouth. My hands went to her head and I
caressed it as she continued to suck me while Marie continued to caress her
tits.

Marie smiling up at me all the while.

"I'll suck you later," she mouthed to me from behind Donna.

Finally, Donna raised her head when she knew I was now empty. I smiled
down at her and then pulled her up next to me on the deck.

I helped Marie next, and she rose to say that she would do the dishes
and then go to bed.

She leaned down and kissed both of us and left us alone.

My cock was feeling nice now. Donna had reached over to caress it as I
pulled her to me to kiss her.

"That was nice honey. I liked it a lot." "So did I honey. I like
watching your cum shoot on me."

"I'll do it more often then sweetheart," and kissed her again. Once
again, tasting my own cum on her lips.

I was still half hard from her gentle caressing of my sack and balls.

I wanted to please her. Make her fulfilled also. I stood and pulled
her along with me. I picked her up and laid her on the chaise behind us
and got between her legs.

"I'm going to suck YOUR cum now honey." "I'm going to lick your wet
cunt, your hot clit, and stick my tongue in your slippery pussy hole. "I'm
not stopping until I have all your woman cream honey."

"I'm going to suck all your juice till you scream baby."

"First, I'm going to suck your beautiful tits and nipples." "Hold up
your beautiful tits for me babe. Hold them so I can suck them.

Donna's face was excited as she cupped her tits as if to offer them to
me. Her pussy was spread wide with her legs on both sides of the chaise.

A woman in need. A woman needing a man and his touch. Her nipples
telling me she was ready for anything a man would desire.

I would fuck her, sure. But I wanted her pussy in my mouth first. The
woman I loved above all.

She was humping up softly in anticipation, and it reminded me of all the
other woman. All doing the same things with their excitement. Their
nipples so hard, their pussy lips so full, the constant rising and falling
of their pussies as they waited for whatever the man would do.

My cock was raging now. I decided to tease her some more and stood.
Look at my cock honey. Look what you do to me! Her nipples seemed to get
even harder as I watched. Her breathing became more and more raspy. Her
eyes were fluttering. Her pussy was wet. She stared fixedly on my
throbbing cock.

I stroked it for her to see. "You like sucking my cock, don't you?"
"You like sucking my cum, don't you?"

"I love it Kenny. I love sucking you." "I love feeling your cum sliding
down into my stomach."

"You like this cock fucking you deep, don't you?"

"Yes, yes honey. I love the way you fuck me. I always have honey."

Her hands were really massaging her tits and nipples in her excitement
now.

"I'm going to suck your wet cunt Donna honey. I'm going to suck you til
you scream and beg me to stop," "Then I'm going to shove this big cock into
you and fuck you silly."

"OOOOHHH Kenny honey...Please....please now....Please....."

"Your cunt is soaked Donna." "Its waiting for you Kenny honey. It wants
your lips and cock."

I noticed a couple of cum drops on the tip of my cock and she saw them
now, also.

I watched her tongue slide across her lips as her hands scrunched her
tits.

"Suck these drops for now, Donna. Suck them. Don't waste my cum." "Oh
Kenny honey, yes...I'll suck you."



Hurriedly she scooted down and licked my cock and tasted my cum drops
once again. UUUUMMMM came the moans from her throat as my cock went deep
in her throat.

I placed my hands at the sides of her face and looked down into her eyes
and smiled.

How much I liked seeing a woman's lips sealed around my cock, like she
was doing.

"That's enough honey. Its my turn for your pussy now. Lay down and get
sucked."

"Oh God, Kenny, please hurry. I'm so..... OHHH Please hurry honey."

It was fun and exciting for me to make Donna this hot. Her pussy was
really wet now, as I looked down at it.

"You really want me to suck that dirty cunt, Donna?" "The same cunt that
I cum in all the time?"

'Yes, yes, Kenny. Please suck me like I suck you." "Yeah, but you love
sucking my hard cock."

"I really do, Kenny. I really do love it in my mouth. In my pussy. In
my ass. Please Kenny... take me."

Finally I knelt down and lowered my lips to her tits and licked them.
Her hands excitedly massaged my head and she moaned as my lips reached her
nipple.

"Hold them for me honey. Hold your tits so I can suck them nice for
you." Both her hands cupped her tits and she pressed them into my mouth in
turn. I let her decide which tit she needed licked and sucked. My fingers
reached down and fingered her pussy slit as I sucked her nipples now. She
moaned constantly, and heaved her pussy to meet my two fingers inside her.



I was certain that Marie was watching from the kitchen window as she was
probably doing the dishes.

I was still circling over and over Donna's nipples trying to pleasure
her as much as I could. My fingers were in her deeply and they felt nice.
The small bumpy ridges inside her that pleasured my cock so nicely.

The same that were now sending wonderful pleasure messages into her
whole body as I fingered her.



I raised my head from her tit now and smiled at her. "I'm going to suck
your cunt now, babe." "Do you have juice for me to drink from you?"

"Yes, Kenny. Yes. Please suck me. Please suck my pussy now." "Will
you promise to cum in my mouth like I cum in yours?"

"Yes, honey. I promise. Please suck my pussy."

I lowered my mouth to her mound and chewed her trimmed hairs. Licking
all over it as her hips rose and fell.

My fingers were still sliding in and out of her as I lowered yet more,
to her clit and took the whole area into my mouth and sucked it like I had
done to Pam earlier.

Donna's hips rose and froze in the air as my mouth sucked her clit area.
My tongue rolling around over it in my sucking mouth.

Donna was moaning loudly now, and I sensed that Marie was near. I hoped
she was. I wanted HER to see what I intended for her later
tonight.....AFTER I had cum in my first love, Donna.

I began to lick up and down Donna's spread pussy and flicked her clit
each time. My fingers never left her hole as I sucked her.

I raised my head and told her I loved her and then buried my cock deep
inside her as I knelt there.

Donna screamed at the unexpected stabbing of my cock straight into her
completely!

I raised up and leaned my hands on the arms of the chaise and really
fucked her hard now. Deeply into her wetness. Donna matched me plunge for
plunge. Her hands reaching behind my head trying to make me lower to kiss
me as I fucked her rapidly. My cock felt like steel as I felt wave after
wave of pleasure from her loving pussy.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp thrust at my own ass. I quickly turned my
head. Marie was standing there with a spiked narrow vibrator and was
shoving it up into my ass.

"Fuck her Kenny. Fuck your lover. Fuck your woman while I fuck you.
It both hurt and felt wonderful at the same time as Marie began to fuck me
with the vibrating rod.

I began to really like it as it massaged my prostate while I fucked even
harder into Donna. It really made my cock feel like steel inside Donna.

Both of us were moaning now. Pure pleasure and love as she caressed my
cock deep inside her.

Marie was fucking me faster and deeper. The thing must have been inside
me at least 10 inches. I could feel the spikes scraping around my ass ring
and much deeper.

My prostate seemed to throb deep inside me as she massaged over it in my
ass.

"OOOHHH God, I can't hold it any longer, I have to cum now...." "Shoot
in me Kenny. Shoot honey." Donna's pussy was caressing, sucking, massaging
my cock while her mother was massaging and fucking inside my ass.

I exploded like I cannot remember, deep inside Donna.

I rose up on my hands over her and she scratched her nails up and down
my chest and nipples as she watched me shoot inside her. Her mother
fucking me faster all through it.

"Fill your lover's pussy Kenny. Fill her with your seed."



Marie had the entire spiked vibe shoved up deep in my ass now. I felt
it all the way. It felt like a live snake was in my ass.

My cock was being sucked and massaged by Donna's pussy. I almost
blacked out from this intense pleasure.

My nipples being pinched! My ass being fucked like this! My cock being
sucked and drained so completely making my balls pull up tightly to my
groin, as Donna's pussy milked me. Feeling Donna fucking up to me for more
and more cock with her wet pussy as she drained me. My cock seemed like it
was on a never ending steady cum.

Like it was a faucet someone was sucking dry, as I was being fucked like
this. Feeling like Donna's pussy was about to completely suck me within
her.

Hearing Marie tell me to give my lover my all as she finally slowed her
fucking of my ass.

I collapsed. I remember Donna's hands holding me from smashing straight
down onto her.

Sometime later, when my eyes finally opened again, my cock was still
inside Donna. Her hands were stroking up and down my sides. Her nipples
were pressed hard into my chest and she was saying something about how much
she loved me.

I felt soft fingers stroking around my ass and now sliding in and out
softly. A pair of soft tits pressed into my back.

Marie was kissing my shoulders and back now as her fingers still fucked
softly into my ass.

Donna's pussy was still softly caressing and massaging my softening
cock.

Marie stabbed one finger deeper into my ass as she kissed my shoulder
and asked me how I liked being fucked?

I had to get up. I had to come back to earth. Put my feet on the deck!

I raised up and felt Marie moving to give me room. I stood now. Still
between Donna's outstretched legs. Her pussy was soaked and I noticed some
of my cum dripping down to her ass crack. The aftermath of our wonderful
sex!

She was smiling up at me tenderly. Marie's hands reached around from
behind and caressed my hanging cock softly. "You didn't answer me honey?"
"Do you like being fucked while you are fucking?"

Her both hands felt wonderful as she caressed my entire cock and balls.
"I've never had anything like it Marie. I ...I liked it." "I really came
hard. It felt like my balls were being shot along with my cumming, Marie."

Her hands turned me around now and she reached around me to hug me close
to her nakedness.

"I liked fucking you while you fucked my daughter, Kenny." She leaned up
and kissed me softly.

"If you wouldn't mind, I would like to sleep with you out here tonight
honey?"

"Sure, Marie. Sure. I'd really like that."

Now, Donna was behind me. Her arms came around both Marie and me as we
hugged. I felt her warm, wet pussy grind into my ass as she pressed her
tits into my back.

I felt her kissing my back and on down to my ass cheeks now. Reaching
underneath to join her mother's hands on my balls and cock. "She wants to
feed your cock to me Kenny honey."

"Oh God, Marie. I'm really empty right now."

"We know honey, but you'll still like this. I get to taste the both of
you also," she smiled.

Her hands slowly trailed my body, as she lowered to her knees and
stroked my cock. Donna's hands were still cupping my balls from behind as
Marie lowered her mouth on my half hard cock. The feeling was electric.

My cock was supersensitive and usually, I don't like it touched so soon
after cumming. Now, it somehow felt as wonderful as Marie promised. Her
mouth was warm as she sucked me entirely in.

Donna was busy nibbling on my ass cheeks as her hands continued to
fondle my balls for her mother. Slowly, softly, Marie's mouth went up and
down on my cock. Just pleasure. No demanding. Not caring if I was as
hard as I should be. Not caring if she would get cum from me this time.

Both women were solely doing their best to just pleasure me with no
demands.

It felt wonderful being nibbled in back and sucked softly from the front
at the same time. My balls being constantly caressed.

I could feel Donna's hand holding my cock up for her mother's mouth, and
her fingers softly draining anything from it into her mouth.

I promised myself to return this wonderful pleasure somehow.

I needed a good plan. I needed someone to help me that cared, and would
give the same pleasure as they were both doing to me right now.

I felt my cock stir inside Marie's mouth as she softly sucked me.
Though I knew my balls were empty now, I still felt the intense feeling of
an eminent orgasm building deep in my groin. My cock went through a mind
blowing orgasm without me shooting any cum in her mouth! I couldn't
believe this was happening. So much more intense than a regular blowjob
and cumming!

My balls were drained into Donna. But now, her mother was forcing yet
another orgasm without a drop of cum leaving my balls.

My body shuddered as she still sucked softly on the tip of my cock. I
moaned and stiffened as Marie's mouth kept me tightly in her mouth all
through this "fake" orgasm. I felt her teeth softly biting the very
underside of my cock tip now. I was wracked with a new pleasure I had
never felt before!

Oh God this felt so nice. Two women making love with me. Two women
caring enough to pleasure me like this.

Yes, I thought. I would devise a nice manner in which to return this to
both of them.

Marie finally lifted her mouth from my cock when she knew that I was
over this fantastic orgasm. She rose and kissed me as I felt Donna rising
and pressing her tits all the way up my back.

"Let's swim and then sleep for a while Kenny."

I was too speechless for any response and they both held my hands and we
jumped into the pool.

I turned in the water and hugged Donna tightly to me. "I love you with
all my heart, honey."

"I love you too, Kenny. I love you too." "Spend the rest of the night
with mom, honey. You pleasured me enough for one night." "I'm going up to
bed honey." "I'll wake you in the morning for work. Its my turn for making
breakfast."

I leaned again and kissed her, then helped her out of the pool.

Good night honey, Marie called to her. "Night mom. Make good love with
my Kenny." and off she went upstairs to our bed.

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Thursday, July 29, 2004

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JARED AND AMANDA NAKED IN SCHOOL

PART ONEMONDAY

CHAPTER ONE JARED

I knew it. I just knew it. The minute they called me down to the
office that Monday morning, I knew what was up. I was getting sucked into
The Program.

The Program? Oh, that's this thing we have here at Westport High. Its
full name is the Naked In School Program. Yup, those of us "lucky" enough
to be chosen to go into the program have to be naked, completely, in
school, for a full week. We also get the chance to go through all kinds of
shame and humiliation. This is designed, you see, to "teach respect" and
to "foster the students' confidence." Yeah. Right.

Maybe I shouldn't say thatbecause it apparently has worked that way at
Central High. That's where this whole thing started. That's a school
about 50 miles away from here, and they've been doing it for about ten
years. Apparently, over there, it has taught respect, and has fostered
confidence. Maybe they just have a better class of student over there, or
somethingbecause it hasn't worked here.

This would be the third year we tried it. It was the beginning of the
third week in school, and they don't do it the first two weeks, so I'd be
one of the first this year. Oh joy. They've tried it, the first two
years, on just the Juniors and Seniors, so this would be the first year my
class was eligible (I'm a Junior this year). They're doing it in all four
grades this time, hoping that would help. And I understand they've made a
few other changes as well.

Because, as I said, the first two years haven't been good. One of the
problems has been that parents can "opt out" of their kids taking partand
it seemed all the kids that weren't opted out were the geeks, the loners,
the outcasts. Kids that get humiliated to begin with. Having them be the
ones going through The Program seemed to be just another road to their
humiliation. There was a lot of harent, a lot of teasing, and rumors
of at least one attempted rape. I do know that two girls that went through
it had to be hospitalized afterwards. You'd think the administration would
get the hint. Nopethey just keep hearing all these glowing reports from
Central, and keep buying into it. But nobody was learning "respect" and I
don't think being harassed and assaulted is going to help your confidence
any.

Which brings me to my problemwho else was buying into those glowing
reports from Central. Namely, my parents. They were all worried about my
confidence, so they volunteered me. Over my strenuous objections, I might
add. They didn't listen. Unfortunately, one of the kids that went through
it last year that was one of the few to have a good experience was my older
sister's best friend. My parents knew that, too. "It'll help your
confidence. You're too shy." Blah blah blah.

Look, I'm not a geek, not reallyby that, I mean I don't get harassed.
I'm not in the popular clique, but I have my group of friends, and I get
along with just about everyone. I don't get picked on, and most people
like me well enough. I get good grades, but I'm not known as a "brain".
I'm an ordinary guy with a fairtomiddling social life. No serious
complaints, really.

But my parents are convinced I'm scared of girls.

There's some truth to thatI'll get back to that laterbut what I'm
trying to figure out is how, exactly, parading nude in front of the entire
student body is supposed to cure me of being scared of the female half of
that student body. Nobody's explained that leap of logic to my
satisfaction yet.

AnyhowI'm scared of girls to a point, but what I really am is scared of
girl. Singular. As in one particular. I've had a crush on the same girl
since seventh grade. I'm scared to talk to her. Because she is wildly
popularprobably the bestliked kid in the class. Plus she's beautiful,
smart, and very sweet. I've had it bad for a long time. My parents don't
know that, of coursethey think my complete and utter failure to garner a
date ever is due to some paralysis over the whole female species. Well,
it's not, not really. I have friends that are girls. I can talk to them.
It's just romantic entanglements scare meand that's all bound up with this
one girl.

And, very shortly, if I don't miss my guess, that one girl is going to
see........me..........NAKED.

Shit. Shit shit shit shit.

There are days when I hate my parents.

Anyhow, there was no getting out of it. I trudged to the principal's
office, resigned to my fate. I turned the knob, opened the door, and
stepped in. And just about swallowed my tongue. Because Mr. Tilling, the
principal, was behind his desk...........and sitting across from
him.....shit shit SHIT.........was Amanda Frazier.

My crush.

This just got a WHOLE hell of a lot WORSE.

CHAPTER TWO AMANDA

I got to school that Monday morning, and went immediately to Mr.
Tilling's office. I knew I was going to be chosen for The Program that
week. Mr. Tilling had discussed it with me previously.

I guess I'd be considered popular. I do hang around with the Cool Kids,
I'm a cheerleader, all that. Lots of people like me, lots of people look
up to me. I say that not to bragnot my stylebut because it explains why
I was "set up". Yeah, there were a lot of problems with The Program the
first two years, and, yeah, a lot of it was because a lot of the popular
kids opted out. They got to stand on the sideline and be catty.

This is why Mr. Tilling approached me last week and asked that I
volunteer. He wanted a popular kid to kick things off this year. I said
no, of course. It would be humiliating, and way too much responsibility.
He persisted. What can I say, he wore me down. He appealed to my sense of
school spirit, the rat fink. Of course, I wasn't the tough nut to
crackthat'd be my parents. They freaked, especially my Mom. Tilling wore
them down, too. So, here I was, preparing to go to school for a week in
the altogether.

I was terrified.

That'd surprise some people, I know. Because I'm popular, have popular
friends, am always (at least outwardly) in a good mood, get decent grades,
am friendly, all thatpeople think I'm a cool customer. Not. What I am is
a good actress. I should be in drama, not cheerleading.

Y'see, all I heard growing up was stories about my motherhow unpopular
she was, how she was picked on, how she was an outcast and a misfit all
through school. I never wanted to go through that, so I cultivated
popularity.

Now I was confronted with a dilemmahow do I maintain a complete fa�ade
without any clothes on?

And, yeah, I was scared, tooI wasn't all that convinced that my
popularity was going to save me from the harent. Especially
considering it was all a fa�ade.

But I agreed. Idiot that I am, I agreed. So, here I was, in Mr.
Tilling's office, waiting. Apparently there was going to be another guinea
pig in the Junior class. Three actually, two boys and one other girl, but
they were "pairing us up" this year, and one of the boys was on his way.

He walked in, and it was Jared Wicklow. I knew him; he'd been in school
with me since sixth grade. Nice guy. Quiet, didn't say much, so I didn't
know him all that well, but I always thought he was a nice guy. Good, at
least they didn't pair me up with an asshole.

And I took one look at him, and immediately felt betterabout myself,
because I felt really bad for him. Because if I was scared, poor Jared was
petrified.

"Hi", he managed to croak out as he sat next to me. I smiled, and said
"Hi" back.

"OK, now that you're both here," Mr. Tilling said, "we can begin.
Amanda already knows why she's here, and I'll bet you can guess, Jared."

"The Program," Jared replied, looking at his shoes, in a voice of total
doom. I did really feel bad for him.

"Correct", Mr. Tilling confirmed. He handed both of us brochures
describing The Program. "I'm sure you two know the basics, and the
brochure covers most questions you might have. However, there are a few
changes this year. First of all, it's not completely random. We've
pleaded with some of the more popular kids, like Amanda here, to
participate, so that we get a better crosssection of participants. Plus,
we're using a Buddy System this year."

"Buddy system?" Jared asked.

"Yep. You, Jared, and Amanda, are buddies. We expect you to support
one another throughout this week. And that means both of you. Amanda is
more vulnerable because she's a girl; but she's also very popular. You're
both going to need support. You have three classes togetherone in the
morning, one right after lunch, and the last class of the day, so you'll
have plenty of time to lean on one another. And I trust you'll exchange
phone numbers." He looked us dead in the eye. "I can count on your
cooperation, right?" he said sternly.

"Sure," I chirped.

"Uh, yeah, OK," Jared stammered. Damn, he really was scared. Or didn't
like being teamed up with me, one or the other.

"Good," Mr. Tilling continued. "Time to strip. Jared? You go first."

"Uh, me? First?" he stammered.

"Come on, time's awasting." Mr. Tilling cajoled.

He did it. Slowly, painfully. I felt badJared had no fa�ade. He was
scared, and embarrassed, and couldn't hide it. Me? OK, I was curious, I
admit it. Everyone thinks because I run with the popular crowd that I have
a lot of dates. Not true. Nobody ever asks me out. So, in about two
minutes, I was going to see my very first live upclose naked boy. I'd
seen a few of the upperclen that got roped into The Program over the
last two yearsand, OK, I admit gazing at a few naughty magazines that my
friend Maggie always seems to have. But a real boy, naked, this close?
Never seen one.

Suddenly, there he was. And, I have to admit, I liked what I saw. Poor
Jared was blushing purple, and standing kind of hunchedover, like he
wanted to cover up. I was just enjoying the view. What was he ashamed
about? Now, admittedly, I'm not much with a basis for comparison, but he
didn't seem to have much to hide. There were muscles I didn't know he had,
his ass was completely delectableand, there it was, between his legs. He
was soft, but it was still impressive. I looked him up and down, and kind
of involuntarily let a "Wow!" slip between my lips. Apparently, it was the
right thing to say, because Jared straightened up a little and gave me a
bit of a halfsmilethough he blushed deeper, which just made him cuter.

"Right. Your turn, Amanda," Mr. Tilling said, breaking me out of my
reverie.

"OK," I breathed. Remember, Amanda. Act. Act, act, act. Big smile.
Never let 'em see you sweator cry, or be scared, or whatever. Off with
the blouse, off with the skirt, off with the bra, off with the panties. We
got to keep our shoes and socks, so those stayed on. Big smile, nothing
bothers me. So, I'm stark naked in the principal's office. Next to a boy
who is similarly stark naked. No big deal, right?

Maybe if I kept telling myself this, I might believe it.

And then I caught a glimpse of Jared. For one thing, he was practically
drooling. For another thing he got hard, instantly. That seemed to
increase his discomfort. It shouldn't have. And we were supposed to be
supporting each other, right? So, I looked down at.....IT.....boy it was
big.......anyhow, I looked down at it, and whispered to him, "That's a nice
compliment. Thank you." At least I got him to smile, a little bit, again.

"Thanks for that 'wow' earlier," he whispered.

I looked up at his face and said, "If I keep looking down, you're really
going to get a 'wow'!"

"OK, now that the preliminaries are over, off to class with you two.
You have English together first period, right? Go. And, remember, support
each other."

"We will," I assured him. "You ready?" I asked Jared.

"NO!" he said.

"Good, neither am I. Let's get it over with anyhow." I marched out of
the principal's office, Jared behind me. The halls were filled, no big
surprise. Smile, smile, smile. March proudly. Yadda yadda yadda.

How was I going to pull this off for a week?

CHAPTER THREE JARED

Oh, man, it was so humiliating. Walking through the halls, stark
nakedand with a boner, to boot.

Well, of course I was hard. I was looking at Amanda Frazier's naked ass
the whole way through the hall! Jesus, I had fantasized about seeing this
girl naked since seventh grade. The fantasies didn't hold a candle to the
reality, let me tell you. When she got her clothes off, I thought I was
going to pass out. And I was so embarrassed at how hard I got, and how
quickly it happened. What Amanda said, though, that was really nice. As
was her reaction to me getting undressed.

If anything, my admiration for this girl was increasing by leaps and
bounds. She was one cool customer. I wish I could be as nonchalant about
this as she was.

However, I had two things going on here. My discomfort at being
nakedand my discomfort at seeing her naked. Not that I didn't like seeing
her naked, mind you, but what a distraction. Especially since Amanda
thought it would be a good idea if we stuck together, and managed to
convince the guy who sits next to me to switch seats for the week. So, now
I not only had to deal with my nudeness, but I had to deal with the girl of
my dreams sitting next to me as naked as I was.

I was going to flunk English this term, I could see it coming.

She sat next to me, and I couldn't help but look. She really was
beautiful. She had dark reddish hair, that hung down a couple inches down
her backshe had it in a ponytail todayflawless skin, and sparkling blue
eyes. That much I had known. And I guess I knew how awesome her body
wasbut now I really knew. She must have been a Ccup, and they were nice
and firm. Long, shapely legs, a nice round ass, and a really cute red bush
between her legs. She alsoand I didn't know this beforehad the tiniest
little roll around her waist. It was adorable, actually.

She caught me looking, and flashed me a grin. Like I said, one cool
customer.

"Well, I see we have not one but two people in The Program with us this
week." That was Mr. Tomasi, our English teacher. "Nice to see youall of
youJared, Amanda. You guys OK?"

"Sure," Amanda said. I managed to squeak out a "fine."

"You sure you're OK, Jared? This must be overwhelming. Do you need
relief?"

NO! my mind screamed, but I managed to calmly say, "No, thank you."
Relief? Well, any guy in the program has the right, at the beginning of
any class, to ask for relief. That means you either masturbateor have
someone in the class help you masturbate. But it has to be done in front
of the class. No way, no chance, no how. I'll live with the "blue
balls"which is bullshit, anyhowuntil I can get home and take care of it
myself. In private.

Just sitting there with the woody was bad enough.

"That's something I always wondered," Amanda asked impishly, "why do
only guys get to ask for relief?"

"Because girls don't need to!" came from the back of the classit was
Danny Jacobsen, one of Amanda's cronies. "Trust me, Amanda, you walk the
halls like that and you'll be fending off all the guys who want to give you
relief!"

"Good point," Amanda giggled.

CHAPTER FOUR AMANDA

English was actually OKbut the rest of the morning got worse.

I guess I very quickly came to appreciate the Buddy System
conceptbecause it was easier at first, with Jared there with me. When we
separated, after English, it got more difficult.

Because the Reasonable Request thing came into play.

Y'see, we have to go along with any "reasonable request". What's
reasonable? Well, that's never been defined, exactly. Definitely looking.
You have to let people look. You even have to pose, or something, if
someone wants you to. I had a lot of people that wanted me to.

The big question mark is touching. Is that reasonable? Well, the way
the program was first set up at Central, touching came to be considered
reasonable. I'm not sure I agree with that, but I knew I was going to be
touchedand I knew that refusing would most likelythough, as I said, this
was never spelt out explicitlyget me in trouble.

So, right after English, on the way to my next class, I got felt up.
Three times. And asked to pose, a bunch of times. I barely made it to
Chemistry. And, by the time I did, I was confused and shaky. And
Chemistry didn't helpMr. Ankiel, our teacher, is a smirking, arrogant
dick. He took great pleasure in making me twirl and pose in front of the
class before he finally let me sit down. By the time I was done with
thaton top of all the touching and ogling on the way to classI was really
confused and shaky. And I was having a hard time maintaining the fa�ade.

You see, as I alluded to earlier, I'm not sexual. And I don't consider
myself sexy. I'm too fat. Well, not fat fat but I've never been satisfied
with my body. Too many lumps, too many rolls. And now I not only had to
show all to everyone, I had to let them poke and prod my lumps and rolls.
And then there's that not sexual thing. Everyone thinks, because I'm a
cheerleader and hang around with all the football players, that I've dated
half of them. This is not helped by the fact that one of my two best
friendsMaggie, the girl with the dirty magazinesis a slut. Hey, that's
what she calls herself, don't blame me! Anyhow, Maggie has gone through
half the football team, everybody knows it, and people assume I'm following
in her footsteps. Not trueas I said, Jared's the first boy I've never
seen naked. And I've never been touched. Until today, that is. Heck,
I've barely ever been kissed.

And I don't like losing control. That's what the fa�ade was all
aboutmaintain control, never let them see you sweat. Well, I was losing
control, in a hurry. One morning of this, and my body had completely
abandoned me. My mind might have been firmly maintaining the barriersbut
my body was crumbling. Especially when Mike Person, one of the football
team, slipped a finger in my....you know....between third and fourth
period.

My body was completely out of control by then. I was horny. Really,
really horny. That's on top of being ashamed and selfconscious. And I
didn't want to be horny, and I didn't know what to do about it, and I
didn't know how I was going to get through a whole week of this! My mind
was screaming "horrors!" while my body was screaming "more!"

If walking the halls between classes wasn't bad enoughwalking into the
cafeteria, stark naked, in front of the whole junior class, was completely
mortifying. Even my friends razzed and jeered me as I got in line to get
my food. And I got touched or fondled about three dozen times.

Searching desperately for an oasis, I spotted Jared, all by himself,
eating. I avoided my friends and plopped my tray in front of him. "Hi!" I
chirped, the Happy Amanda Mask firmly in place. "How's it going?"

"Oh, grrrrreaaaat," he moaned. "This is so humiliating."

"Ah, it's not so bad," I lied. "You got to go with the flow."

He looked me in the eye. "I really admire you. Thanks so much for
sitting with me here at lunchI wish I could take lessons from you."

"It's all in the attitude," I told him, trying to convince myself as
much as him.

"Maybe. I'm not one for attitude. I mean it's not easy for me. I
don't hide very well."

I had to giggle at that. "Especially when you're stark naked, awfully
tough to hide."

He laughed in agreement. That was nice, at least he loosened up to
laugh at my silly joke. He had a nice laugh.

"I don't know, it's probably easier for you," he was saying. "I'm
completely inexperienced. You're the first naked girl I've ever seen, and
I've certainly never been naked in front of anyone."

"Ditto," I told him.

"Really?" He seemed surprised. "I didn't realize......you know....."

"What, that I'm not Maggie Benson?" I laughed. "Nope, we may be
friends, but we're nothing alike. Well, at least our sex lives are nothing
alike. Considering I don't have one, and hers is allencompassing." Jared
laughed again.

"Forgive me for besmirching your honor, miss," he said gallantly. I
giggled, and told him, "Don't worry about it."

"So, my sister's best friend went through this last year. I know what
the girls that go through it get put through." He looked at me. "I guess,
since you were completely inexperiencethat your experience has quadrupled
in just this morning?"

"And how," I admitted. "I'll be honest. I'm so horny, I can't stand
it. And I'm not used to that. And, yeah, I've been felt up, and had a
couple fingers up my.....you know....but not long enough to actually do
anything so I'm even hornier."

"I can relate. I had a couple of freshmen girls 'just want to touch it'
on the way here. I thought I was gonna explode."

"Ooh. I know enough to know it's worse for a boy." I looked at him.
"Have you asked for relief yet?"

"NO!." I had to laugh at his vehemence. "No, and I don't plan to. I'll
take care of it when I get home."

"It's a long day."

"Yeah, and it'd be a lot longer if I had to jerk off in front of a whole
class!"

"I dunno. Might be fun. It'd certainly be educational. I'd enjoy
watching, I know that much."

Jared practically choked on his ham sandwich. "Uhuh. No way."

"I'll bet you change your mind. Sometime this week." He was having none
of it.

Suddenly, he stopped that line of conversation, and looked at me. "You
know what? You're easy to talk to."

"You sound surprised."

"I am," he told me. "You always intimidated me."

"Me?" I laughed. "How the hell did I do that?"

"Because you're so put together," he told me. "You're so in control, so
vivacious. Everybody likes you. You've almost got your own little band of
courtesans."

"Ah," I demurred, "Like I said, it's all in the attitude."

"Maybe so," he told me, "but the attitude is what might be
intimidating." He took a bite of his sandwich. "Plus, you're the prettiest
girl in school, that doesn't help."

That took me aback. Bigtime. "Me? Prettiest girl in school? You've
got to be kidding."

"Hell, no, and I thought that before I saw you naked," he smiled.

"And now you've changed your mind," I said.

"Nope. More convince of it than ever. Shit, if I ever do need relief,
it's because I have to stare at you three periods a day. I'm going to
flunk all three of 'em, I'm betting. You're the distraction to end all
distractions."

"Jared, you're nuts. Look at me."

"Believe me, I have been," he smirked.

"And you don't see the fat?"

"What, all them womanly curves? I'm not going to be able to convince
you if you don't believe it." He looked at me. "I didn't think you had any
body issues, considering how comfortable you feel about this."

OK. That's when I slipped. He didn't realize this, but I found him as
easy to talk to as he did me. And I realized he was sincere. So I told
him. "Jared, this is the truth. I'm not nearly as comfortable with this
as you think I am. I wasn't kidding when I said it was all attitude."

"Oh." While he mulled that one over, I changed tacks. "Besides, what's
your excuse, then? Don't tell me you have body issues. Stud," and I
winked at him. He turned a delightful shade of hot pink.

"Um, well, to tell you the truthI don't have much of a body image
either way. It's just kind of there, you know what I mean? But, no, low
body image isn't my problem. I'm just shy. Especially around girls. And
here I am, parading nude in front of every girl in the student body. It's
mortifying, in a way that I can't explain."

"Hmmm," I said, "So what made you volunteer for this, if you feel that
way?"

"I didn't. My parents volunteered me, and told me afterwards."

"Oh, shit," I commiserated. That explained a lot.

CHAPTER FIVE JARED

After our little chat at lunch, we walked to Biology togetherthat was
our next class. And, I have to admit, while part of my brainthe part
that's connected to my dickwas watching her naked ass sway in front of me,
the other part was stunned.

I had just eaten lunch with the girl of my dreams. We were both
completely naked. And it was like having a nice chat with someone I had
been best friends with for ten years. This girl really was easy to talk
toeasier than I'd ever imagined.

Hell, I admit it. This crush on her started in seventh grade. It was
puppy love, I know it, I was in love with an image. I knew herbut I
didn't really know her. It was the idea of her that I was in love with.
Oh, that, and I wasn't lying when I said I thought she was the most
beautiful girl in school. But, yeah, I knew what it was. I just surmised,
from the image, that if I ever got the nerve to actually get to know this
girl, that I'd fall completely in love with her. And, what was thrilling,
and completely scary, is that the events of this morning hadn't done a
thing to make me feel I was wrong about that. She was better up close than
she was from afar, at least so far. And I'm not talking about physically,
either.

OK, I'm not completely talking about physically.

We walked into Biology, her in front of me, and I immediately heard a
familiar voice shout out, "Hey, look, it's Amanda's tits!" I laughed. I
had forgotten that Amanda's friend Maggie was in this class, too.

Maggie's in Amanda's crowd, but I knew her. Everybody knows Maggie
Benson. As Amanda has said, she's got a reputation for being....er, let's
just say, free with her favors. But nobody holds it against her, because,
not only does she not apologize for itwhich makes most people respect her
choicesshe's also got a great personality. For one thing, she's genuinely
funny. She teases everybody, no real maliciousness intended, and cracks
everybody up.

She was still going at Amanda. "Hey, Frazier. A week with you bouncing
those bazookas of yours all over school, and I'm going to have to hide all
my boyfriends."

"I don't think there's anywhere on earth big enough to hide all your
boyfriends," Amanda retorted.

"Apparently, your bra qualifies!" ZING! I had to laugh, as did Amanda,
and Amanda then sat down, giving Maggie a full view of me. I braced
myselfbut not really. Like I said, Maggie was funny. I knew there was a
quip comingbut I also knew that Maggie would make me laugh more than she'd
make me embarrassed.

I was wrong. On both counts. As Amanda sat down, and I walked up the
row beside her, I heard Maggie let out a gasp. I looked at her, and her
eyes were as wide as saucers. And then she said, to my astonishment,
"Jesus Christ, Wicklow! Are you packing! Is that a telephone pole or are
you happy to see me?" She couldn't stop staring. I couldn't stop
blushing!. And she kept it up. "My God, that's the biggest dick I've ever
seen on a high school kid. And I've seen enough of them. Damn. I think I
like this whole Program thing!" I tried to wave her off, but she kept
staring. And, boy, was I purple by this time. Amanda kept giggling. I'm
glad she was amused.

Me, I was embarrassed. Yeah, OK, and I was flattered, too. Wouldn't
you be? I was never one to check out other guys in the locker roomas I
told Amanda, body image was rather a nonissue to me. It was there, and
there it was. How it compared wasn't much concern to me. But, yeah,
having Maggie Bensonwho, as she said, had a basis for comparisondrooling
all over me was flattering.

It also made me more horny. I didn't think that was possible. Ay yi
yi.

Just then, Ms. Toranetti walked in. She's our Bio teacherand she's
also the person at Westport who was the primary driver of The Program. She
really wanted this to workI know some of the failures of the first two
years killed her. And, so, she walked in, saw me and Amanda sitting there
starkerswith Maggie, on the other side of Amanda from me, still
staringand smiled.

"Well, isn't this a pleasure. I get a matched set of nudists in the
class. Hello, Jared, Amanda. Welcome to The Program. How's the first day
been so far?"

"Fine," Amanda saidbut it seemed strained to me.

"Tolerable. Almost," I said, to giggles.

"Ah, it gets easier, Jared." She looked at me. "But, I must say, you do
look rather uncomfortable. Have you had relief yet today?"

"No!" I saidprobably a bit stronger than I intended.

"Don't you think you should?"

I was about to refuse, but I was interruptedby Maggie. "PICK ME!" she
bellowed. "Oh, pick me, pick me, please pick me," she rattled, writhing in
her chair, to the laughter of the rest of the room. Amanda especially, and
she looked at me and gave me a little wiggle with her eyebrows, as if to
say "go for it". And I made the mistake of looking over at Maggieand she
winked. And licked her lips.

I was gonna say no to this?

No, I was not. I accepted Maggie's offer, and went up to the front of
the room, as required, and sat in a chair. Maggie knelt in front of me,
and slowly started running her hand up and down my dickwhich was close to
exploding in about two seconds.

"Oh, what a beautiful piece of equipment," Maggie purred, to the giggles
of the class. She looked up at me, and must have seen something in my
face, because she whispered, "You've never had this done to you before,
have you?"

"Not unless you count my own hand," I admitted, whispering back. She
giggled, and said, "Well, then, I'd better make it an experience to
remember, right?" She looked down at it, her hand running softly but firmly
up the length, and then said, "I don't think it's gonna fit, but I have got
to give it a try." And then next thing I knew, the head of my dick was in
her mouth. And then more of my dick. And more. And still more.

Holy fuck.

I was getting a blowjob from Maggie Benson. While I was naked. In
front of our whole Biology classincluding, let's not forget, my longtime
crush. Who was grinning ear to ear, I noticed. Then my attention was
divertedas Maggie swallowed. I was getting deepthroated. All the way,
as her lips made contact with my pubes. She raised her thumb in the air as
if to say, "I did it!" as she took it all in. I looked down, her cheeks
were all puffy and I could see the muscles in her throat working as she
swallowed my dick. And it felt....well, it was indescribable.

One thing I knew for sure was that I was ready, already. I tapped her
on the shoulder and, when she looked up, gave her a little sign. She
didn't care. She just started slowly and slightly bobbing up and down on
my dick. I think it took about three bobsand I exploded. Maggie
swallowed every drop. Then she released my dick, and looked up at me with
a little selfsatisfied smile. "I took it all!" she exclaimed, to the
cheers and whoops from the class.

"That you did," I agreed. "Wow."

"You're welcome," she giggled. "It was my pleasure." She stood up,
bowed to the class, and sauntered back to her seat to applause. I tried to
quickly catch my breath, before attempting to stand up. My legs were like
spaghetti.

"Hey, Wicklow." It was Ed Dauer, another one of Maggie and Amanda's
friends. "That's the way to do it. You need relief, get a professional."

"I am not a professional," Maggie said in mock indignation. "I never
charge money."

"Shit, I don't know why the hell not," I blurted out. Everyone howled
at that, even Maggie.

Ms. Toranetti laughed herself, and then said, "Good. Now that we've
concluded our entertainment, we can get back to class. Having trouble
walking, Mr. Wicklow? Take your time." I just blushed and waved as I
unsteadily made my way to my seat.

"I told you you wouldn't be able to go through the whole week without
relief!" Amanda whispered as I sat down. I just shrugged and kind of
grinned.

"Since we've got two Program participants in the class this week, we're
going to take advantage of it. I'm pushing up the sexandanatomy lesson."
Amanda and I looked at each other, in apprehension. Ms Toranetti must have
picked up on it, because she said, "Don't worry, you two. It won't be that
bad, and you'll not be forced into anything. And this is a good group.
Right?" she said pointedly. The class cheerily affirmed her opinion.

"I'm going to be honest with you. The Program means a lot to me. And
that's what we're going to start with, today, talking about The Program
itself. Jared, Amanda, I'm going to be asking for some of your
impressionsnot today, because it's the first day, but later in the week.
Today, we're going to talk about The Program in generaland why it's mostly
failed here the past two years."

Kevin Abraham, a kid I didn't know well, raised his hand. "It's mostly
failed because there weren't enough controls."

Ms. Toranetti looked at him. "Marie is your older sister, isn't she."

"Yeah," Kevin confirmed. "For those who don't know what Ms. Toranetti
is talking about, my older sister, Marie, got put through the program last
year, when she was a senior." Kevin took a deep breath. "She's one of the
ones that ended up in the hospital. She hadwell, basically, it was a
nervous breakdown. She's a lot better now, but it really messed her up."

I raised my hand. "What happened to her? I don't mean to pry, but,
listenI've found all of this uncomfortable and embarrassing, but not
anything that's really going to mess me up. What went wrong with the
program, really, the last two years?"

"People abused the rules," Ms. Toranetti told us. "Kevin, I'm going to
try not to really get into this, but let me give them a bit of background."
Kevin nodded. "Kevin's sister was painfully shy. Now, this is why her
parents wanted her in The Program to begin with, but it backfired. Marie
was a wallflower; I don't know a nicer way to put it. She spent four years
fading into the woodworkand suddenly she was the center of all attention.
And not always in a nice way. She didn't handle it well."

"Yeah," Kevin agreed. "It was too much, too soon, and too intense. And
that whole reasonable request thinglet's just say that 'reasonable' gives
you a whole lot of leeway. What's reasonable for me, or you, might not be
reasonable for someone else. When you've spent four years so shy that
nobody even talks to youand then you end up being groped every time you
walk down the hall, it's a drastic change. Marie just freaked."

"Yes," Ms T. agreed, "and, don't for a second think I'm blaming the
victim here, because I'm not, but there were too many Maries in the pool
the first two years. This is why we wanted people like Amanda, who aren't
shyand even Jared, though he's not the social butterfly Amanda
is"everyone laughed at that, Amanda and me most of all"even Jared is
pretty wellliked and has a decent amount of friends. That's also why we
came up with the buddy systemand why we teamed people like Jared and
Amanda together. Both are normal everyday students, both are very nice
people who we knew would treat the other with respect. This doesn't cure
all the ills, but good role models are hard to find."

"Aah, all this responsibility," Amanda mocksighed to laughter.
"There's one objection that I have to that theory, though." Ms T. nodded
for her to go on. "Knowing someone isn't shy doesn't take care of all of
it. Maggie would have done better with this than I ambecause I'm
completely sexually inexperienced." That was a tough admission for her to
make, I could tell, especially with half the class looking at her in
disbelief. "That's the big problem I'm havingnot the nudity, per se, but
that I feel like I've had my sexuality thrust onto me, and I'm not sure how
I feel about that."

"That's a good point," Mrs. T said. "Do you feel the same way, Jared?"

"Well, let me just tell you this," I said, "what just happened a couple
minutes ago was the absolute first time any hand ever touched my dick that
wasn't my own. And a mouth? Forget it."

"Oh, goody, I love breaking them in!" Maggie interjected to general
laughter.

"Good, Jared. So, how do you feel?"

I thought about that one for a minute. "You know, less putupon than I
thought I might. But that's because of Maggie, she made it fun and didn't
embarrass me. And my buddy, here, Amanda, tooshe was making all these
goofy 'go for it' eye motions at me. It was fun, because Amanda encouraged
the fun, and Maggie made it fun." They were both beaming at me. That was
cool. "I told myself I was not going to ask for relief at all this
weekAmanda's pushing and Maggie's enthusiasm changed my mind. I never
would have done it without them."

"Good," Ms. T said, "and that's why we want people like you guys in The
Program. Jared, you're likeableAmanda, too. Maggie likes you, Jared, as
a friend, I mean. That makes it all easier."

"She likes his dick," Ed Bauer quipped.

"Well, yeah," Ms. T agreed, "but it couldn't be just that. Maggie,
would you have been that enthusiastic if you didn't like Jared as a
person?"

"No way," Maggie agreed. "I don't know Jared all that well, but he's
cool. And cute." Dammit, it's awfully hard to hide a blush when you have
no clothes on! "If I thought he was a complete loser, I wouldn't have been
that enthusiastic," Maggie continued.

"Right," Ms. T went on. "But what we think is that if we start with
people like Jared and Amanda, it'll give a better reputation to the program
itself. We also think the Buddy System will help. People like Marie
didn't have that kind of support."

"It's only been a half a day, and I can tell you that that part of it
has already helped," Amanda said. I smiled at her, and agreed. "She
already gave me a nice pep talk at lunch," I told them. " And going
through a class like this is a lot easier with her here." I got a radiant
smile at that one.

"Well, we'll see what you have to say about that when we start in on
anatomy," Ms. T joked. "But, yeah, we really thought it was beneficial.
I've talked to some of the other kids in The Program this week, and they
are all enthusiastic about the Buddy System, even after just a few hours."

"My problem with The Program is some of the rhetoric," Amanda piped up.
"That whole 'boys are different than girls' garbage. That gets my goat, I
have to say."

"You don't agree with that? You don't think girls are different than
boys?" Ms. T asked.

"Only in the plumbing," Amanda quipped. "Look, I'm here naked. How
many of you guys are turned on?" Every male hand in the room raised. Plus
Lisa Sherrick. "Hey, I'm lesbian, what can I say," Lisa quipped, making
Amanda blush.

"OK," Amanda continued. "Now, Jared is also naked. How many girls
outside of Lisa are turned on?" Every other female raised their hand. "OK.
And Jared, are you turned on by being naked?"

"I was," I replied, "But Maggie Hoovered it out of me." The class broke
up at that. I turned to stare at her. "Give me a minute, though."

"Oh, thanks," she said, grinning at me. "Anyhow, you get my point. And
I am turned on by being naked. So what's the difference? We're all turned
on. We might be turned on by different things, but that's not even a
given, witness Lisa." She grinned at me. "And when Jared and I have
history last period with Mr. Riley, he won't be looking at me."

Oh shit, I had forgotten about that. Mr. Riley was gay. Yeeks.

Amanda went on, "So, what's the difference?"

"The difference is how men and women react to that. The difference is
also how members of the opposite sex deal with it," Ms T replied. "For
instance, the whole relief thing."

"I'm glad you brought that up, because that's one of the inequities, to
my mind," Amanda said.

"But it's harder for boys to spend a whole day being aroused without
something being done about it," Ms T said.

"I think that's way overstated," I piped up. "Am I glad I got relief?
Yeah, but that's because Maggie was fun, like I said. I could've lived
without it. It wasn't bothering me all that much."

"Really?" Ms T asked.

"Really," I said. "And I don't think for a second that Amanda's all
that comfortable." She shot me a grateful look. "It's more obvious on
boys, that's all. No, walking around with that thing sticking out isn't
the most pleasant thing in the world, but I can't see how it's more
pleasant sitting all day in a puddle." Amanda really shot me a grateful
look just then. I was scoring points left and right. Without even trying
toI mean, I was sincere what I was saying. This couldn't be all that
pleasant for her. She had hinted at such during lunch.

"Look," I went on, "guys have been using that whole 'I've got blue
balls!' stuff with girls for centuries, and it's designed to get what the
guy wants. But what about what the girl wants? Look, I've been poked and
prodded all day, but so has Amanda. I got to have something done about it.
She doesn't. I don't know if that's fair."

"That's a good point," Ms T said. "I'm going to have to think about
that one. Jared, you need to speak up in class more, OK?"

I blushed. I blushed more when I realized that every single girl in the
class was looking at me in undisguised awe. I didn't speak up because of
that, I spoke up because I thought an important point needed to be made.
But the looks from the girls in the class were a nice fringe benefit.

CHAPTER SIX AMANDA

I could've kissed him. I swear, I could've wrapped my arms around him
and kissed him right there.

He got it. He completely got it.

Who woulda thunk it?

Anyhow, the rest of the day was uneventful, but that's mainly because
gym class was cancelled. I have it right after Bio, but they were using
the gym for something so I got a study period instead. And poor Jared had
to put up with Mr. Riley ogling him in history, but he was OK about it.
Mr. Riley's a nice guy, everybody knows he's gay, but he's cool. We
walked in, Mr. Riley looked at Jared, and said, "Jared, are you straight?"
When Jared replied in the affirmative, Mr. Riley just went "Too bad." Even
Jared laughed.

Afterwards, we had to go to the entrance to get dressedwith an
audience, of course. Except I didn't get to get dressed. Cheerleading
practice, you seeand since that's a school activity, I had to be naked for
it. Oh, joy. Anyhow, Jared got dressed, and I just gathered up my clothes
to bring to the football field. They had separated the "dressing and
undressing area" by sex in the past, but they didn't this yearbecause of
that whole Buddy thing. We were there to support each other. Since we
were both being ogled and asked to pose by a gaggle of kids of both sexes,
the support was welcome.

Jared walks to school, as do I, but in different directions. I walked
him as far as the football field. As he went to go, I pulled him aside and
said, "Thanks for what you said in Biology." And I kissed him. Just a
little light one, but on the lips. Hey, I said I wanted to kiss him. It
was really weird because, by that point, he was fully dressed and I was
not. But I'm glad I did it.

And can that boy blush!

I could've done without cheerleading, I have to admit. All those rolls
and bulges, unrestrained, while I had to jump around. All right, I admit
itI'm pretty wellendowed. This is not a good thing when you're doing
jumps and splits. I think I need to try to talk the administration into
allowing sports bras, or I'm going to get a damn black eye. Yeesh.

Of course, I was the only naked cheerleader. Of course, I had an
audience. And Mike Person, the same football player who slipped a finger
in my....you know.....did it again after practice. I let him. Dammit,
I'll admit it, I enjoyed it. And this time, without the time constraints
of having to get me to class, I let him finish me off.

Yeah, I came. And I didn't even feel all that selfconscious about it.
Hey, I was really horny by that point. At least now I was even with
Jaredand, yeah, it was a relief. But I couldn't help think that I wish it
were Jared doing it. Mike was fine, but he wasn't particularly gentle, nor
particularly cluedin to what makes a girl feel good. He just poked around
down there..........

You know, I don't know if The Program is working if I can't even SAY it!

He poked around....my pussy. There. I said it. He poked around my
pussy, and I came. But I wanted more.

I wanted Jared. Where the hell did that come from? And why was I now
realizing that I was jealous of Maggie?

Shit.

Anyhow, after that, I got dressed. It was strange. I was relievedbut
at the same time, I felt kind of constrained. I didn't expect that. But I
walked home dressed, and went inside, to deal with my Mom.

She's not happy about The Program. Mr. Tilling, when he came to
convince my parents to let me take part, quickly realized who the
reasonable parent in my family is, and went to work on my father. Daddy's
cool. But he's not home when I get homeMom just works mornings, Daddy's a
lawyer who works all dayso Mom it was.

"How was school, dear?" she asked.

"Interesting. The Program started today. I got selected, as I thought
I would." I could see her stiffen up.

"So you pranced around school all day naked," she spat out.

"Yeah. It was kind of fun." Yup, I put the mask on for her, too. "Very
liberating."

"Oh, that's all we need is for you to get liberated. I do not know what
this world is coming to."

Not wanting to deal with this, I grabbed some cookies and went to my
room to deal with homework.

Daddy's better. After supper, he called me into his office that he has
in the house. "Your mother tells me The Program started today." I nodded.
"How do you feel about it?"

"Weird," I admitted. I can let my guard down around Daddy. He's the
only one. "It was liberating, and humiliating all at the same time. At
least they gave us some support this time." I explained about the Buddy
System, and about Jared. "He helped, a lot. He's very nice." I told Daddy
about what he said in Biology.

"How is he dealing with things?" Daddy asked.

"No better than I am," I admitted. "He's shy, and isn't much for
building walls around himself, so he felt even more exposed than I did. It
got better, though. Maggie gave him a Hummer in Bio."

Daddy cracked up laughing. "It would have to be Maggie Benson, wouldn't
it? Um, did you have anything done to you?"

"Yeah," I admitted. "I was groped a lot, and after cheerleading Mike
Person...um....fingered me."

"Did you come?" Daddy asked.

"Yeah," I admitted, blushing to my roots. "He's not exactly Mister
Skill, but I was rather pentup at the time."

"I can imagine," Daddy laughed. "It's OK, you know. You need to loosen
up. Nobody else realizes this, but I dothat's why I agreed to your taking
part." He smiled at me. "You close yourself off too much. I know that,
and I think you do, too. There's more to life than being Miss
Congeniality."

"Yeah, and I think this week is going to give me a lot to think about on
that score."

"Good."

end of part oneJARED AND AMANDA NAKED IN SCHOOL PART TWOTUESDAY

CHAPTER SEVEN JARED

I went home Monday night. Had a nice talk with my parents. They're all
for The Program, as I explained, but they're worried about me more than
they let on. They let me talk out some of the things that happened. It
was good.

And then I went upstairs and jerked off, and I think it took all of
seven seconds. All, and I mean all I could think about was a naked Amanda
kissing me.

It was strange. Look at all that had happened to me today. I walked
around school naked. Girls were grabbing my dick all day. I got my first
blowjob ever, and from a certified expert. And, still, the most shocking
thing that happened was a little kiss from my longtime crush while she was
naked.

I think I dreamed about it that night.

Anyhow, Tuesday dawned, and another day of walking around naked was
ahead.

"How are you feeling?" Mom asked me as I came down for breakfast.

"OK, I guess."

"I guess having Amanda to help you is a good thing," Mom commented. I
had told her all about the Buddy System last night.

"Yes and no." Since this whole thing was supposed to bring about
openness, I decided to spill the beans. Before I could, though, my sister
Tina, a senior, walked in. I hadn't seen her last night, she had been out.

"Hi, little brother. Actually, considering what I heard yesterday, I
should be calling you notsolittle brother."

"Oh, Jesus," I groaned. "You heard."

"I heard, I didn't see. Pity, that."

"Jesus, Tina, you're my sister!"

"I'm just wanting a look, that's all. I have to see if the stories are
exaggerated."

"What are you talking about?" my Mom interjected.

"Apparently, your son is packing some serious heat," Tina smirked. Mom
just looked blankly at her, so she continued. "The scuttlebutt is that
what he's got between his legs is very impressive. I do believe I heard
the words 'tree trunk' and 'telephone pole' bandied about."

"Oh, thanks a lot, Tina," I grumbled.

"Really?" Mom laughed.

"That's what I've been told," Tina said. "You know, little brother,
there is that whole outreach thing. You know, where you're encouraged to
go nude other places? Like, here, perhaps?"

"No way!" I blurted.

"That's enough, Tina, you're embarrassing him."

"Ah, it's all right," I said. "But I ain't getting naked around here
unless she does."

"Hmm. That might just be worth it," Tina grinned. "Hey, if it's big
enough to make Maggie Benson drool....."

"Oh, you heard about that, too, huh?" I asked.

"Yep. Also heard about the Hummer."

"Oh no."

"All right, what?" Mom was lost again.

"Maggie Bensonwho loves sex, by the waywas so impressed by the size of
Jared's boner that she volunteered to give him relief in Bio class. She
ended up deepthroating him," Tina told Mom, to my dismay.

"Tina, did you have to tell her that?"

"Well, this is all about openness, right?" Mom asked. "Jared, don't be
embarrassed. Did you enjoy it?"

"Yeah," I admitted. "Maggie is something else."

"Now, back to what I asked youhaving Amanda in the program, is it a
help. You said yes and no."

I took a deep breath. "OK, openness. Fine. I'm going to spill the
beans to you two." Took another breath. "I've had a crush on Amanda
Frazier since seventh grade."

"Oh," Mom said.

"Amanda Frazier's a phony, Jared," Tina said. "You can do better than
that."

"A phony?" I asked.

"Yeah. She's plastic, fake," Tina maintained. "She flits around being
Miss Perfect, and it's all an act. Look, I know what she's about. You
don't become Miss Popularity by being yourself. She's all things to all
peopleand it's phony."

"I see what you mean. Look, I've never known herit's all been worship
from a distance. But we're stuck together now. And if she's being phony,
I don't think she's going to be able to maintain it through this."

"Huh?" Tina asked. She hadn't heard about the buddy system, and so I
explained itand that Amanda was my buddy. "WaitaminnitAmanda Frazier is
walking around bucknaked too? I'm shocked she had the guts. Talk about
baring yourselfif you do it physically, doing it metaphorically is sure to
follow."

"That's what I meant," I told Tina. "Actually, I think she's struggling
with thisthough she's not admitting it. But I've seen a crack or two in
her armor."

"Good, she needs it cracked," Tina said. "There's a nice, real, person
in there, from what I've seen, struggling to get out."

"Hey, we all have our armor. Shyness is mine," I admitted. "Losing
myself in heroworship for a girl that didn't even know I existed was
another."

"Good point," Mom interjected. "She knows you exist now, I'll bet. But
now I know why having her as your buddy might be a bit difficult. The girl
of your dreams, starknaked and next to you."

"Yup, three periods a day, and we ate lunch together yesterday. She was
even there when Maggie gave me the blowjob. And Ms. T has promised up
some adventures in anatomy in Biologyand that means both of us."

"Maybe now's the time to tell her how you feel?" Mom said.

"Nope. No way, no how. Not, at least, until I have some clothes on!"

After that interesting exchange, I went to school. I didn't wear a
lotwhat was the point? As I got to the entrance where I had to disrobe, I
saw the crowd had already gathered. I also saw Amanda walking towards me.

"Hi," she said.

"Hi yourself," I replied. "Ready to go get nekkid?" I teased.

"Sure thing." We walked towards the entrance. The crowd parted, and
applauded.

"Hey," someone shouted, "you guys need any help getting undressed?"

"Yeah, I'll definitely help!" I recognized Maggie's voice, and just
laughed.

"Hey, I've got a better idea," Maggie continued. "You know what I want
to see? I want to see them undress each other." There were shouts of
agreement and encouragement all around. "That'd be a great show."

Oh shit. "Well, I don't know," I said.

"Come on, Jared, it's a reasonable request, you know it is," Maggie
maintained.

"She's right," Amanda whispered. "OK, we'll do it. It is a reasonable
request," she told the crowd. I felt a lump in my throat like you wouldn't
believe.

"Look, relax. It'll be fine," she whispered again. "Do you want to
undress me first, or should I go first?"

"Umm, you'd better go first," I told her.

"My pleasure." She started with my tee shirt. When that was off, she
crouched down. On the way down, she ran her hand down my stomach, which
didn't help my nervousness one bit, let me tell you. Then she reached for
the waistband of my shorts, and down they went. Next, the underpants.
They were quickly gone, I stepped out of them, and Amanda stood up.
Smiling at me. And, oy, she gave my dick a quick squeeze on the way up.

Shit. I should've gone first.

Anyhow, the crowd applauded, and I grinned and gave a little bow. Then
it was my turn. And, to make things worse, Amanda hadn't dressed for
simplicity of shedding garments. Her blouse had a gazillion buttons, and
my hands were shaking.

She noticed. "Relax. It's OK." She smiled at me as I finally got
through all the buttons and slipped her blouse off of her. She was so damn
gorgeous, I couldn't stand it.

"Do the skirt next. There's a button on my left hip." I undid the
button, and slid the skirt down her legs. She stepped out of it. Just in
her underwear, she was breathtaking. She was wearing a frilly pink bra,
and her panties were similarly frilly and pink.

"I'm gonna fuck up the clasps on the bra," I said. She just laughed. I
motioned for her to spin around, but she shook her head no. She was going
to make me reach around, dammit. When I did, she put her hands on my
sides. Damn damn damn. Somehow, and I don't know how, I managed to get her
bra undone.

I slipped it off, took a big gulp, and went for the panties. Like her,
I had to crouch down. When she stepped out of them, her pussy was at
eyelevel.

I cannot possibly describe how hard I was at that point. I also
noticed, with no small degree of astonishment, that she was wet. Amazing.
She was as turned on by this as I was. She certainly hid it better. Well,
maybe not completelyas I stood up, I noticed she was blushing. I also
noticed something in her eyessomething I couldn't quite put my finger on.
She smiled at me, and bowed to the cheering crowd.

The bell rang, to our cheering section's dismay. "Sorry, time to go,"
Amanda said, and we went into the door. To my utter shock, she grabbed my
hand. Then she leaned into me and whispered, "That was the most sensual
thing I've ever done. Thank you." I couldn't speak.

We walked to English, our first class, and what an adventure that was.
At one point, she was being fondled by some guy, and I had a girl's hand
around my dickand we were still holding hands. I don't know what was more
thrilling, having my dick being fondled, or holding Amanda's hand.

Damn, I needed relief. But the only person I wanted to do it was her,
and I couldn't ask. I just couldn't.

After all that, English was uneventful. Except she kept grinning at me.

After English, I had gym. I hadn't had it yesterday, as the gym was
being used. So, this was my first time. We had to use the opposite sex's
locker room. So, I was on full display in a locker room full of naked
girls. They kept pointing and giggling and reaching out for a quick grab.
That's when I realized something had happened to mebecause I didn't mind.
At all. It was fun. And when the gym teacher asked me if I needed relief,
I said, what the hell. Melissa Thomas, a girl I knew a little bit, offered
to help out. Without Amanda there in the room, I was able to relax, and
Melissa jerked me off very well. I came all over her hand. Showering
after gym was really an adventure. Three girls jerked me off in the
shower.

If anything, at least The Program was giving me some semblance of a sex
life!

The rest of the morning went fine, and then it was time for lunch.
Followed by Biology. And Amanda.

She sat with me at lunch again. "How was your morning?"

"Fine," I told her.

"You take any relief?" she teased.

"Actually, yes. In gym. After undressing you, and then having an
entire locker room of girls grabbing my weenie, I suppose I needed it."

She giggled. "I wish they'd change the damn rules so I could get some
relief!" I'm an idiot. I should've offered. I could've moved over to sit
next to her, done her under the table, and no one would have been the
wiser. But, like I said, I'm an idiot.

I probably would've cursed myself for being an idiot all day, except for
what happened next. We chatted about nothing much through lunch, and then
we went to Biology.

That's where it happened.

CHAPTER EIGHT AMANDA

I still couldn't believe what had happened that morning. I can't
describe how undressing himand having him undress memade me feel. What I
found out that, even when you'd been running around naked all day, that
having someone actually undress you was really, really intimate. It made
me tingle all over. And having Jake Rogers stick his finger in my....pussy
(see, I can say it) wasn't nearly as intimate as having Jared hold my hand
while it was happening.

I think I learned something. It was going to take some time to process
exactly what, though.

Anyhow, the morning was fine. I got diddled numerous times and had more
hands on my boobs than I can count, so I wasn't kidding when I told Jared I
needed relief. I wonder if I asked Ms. T, what she would say. She seemed
receptive to it, yesterday.

Anyhow, we walked into Biology, and there were two chairs set up in the
front of the room. Well, I suppose I should have expected that. As I
should have expected it when Ms. T pointed Jared and I into the two
chairs. The rest of the class filed in, laughing and hooting at the two
naked dweebs sitting in front of the class.

"All right. Now that we're here, we can begin. Jared, normally I'd ask
you if you need relief, but I'm going to hold off. If you need relief
later, there will be an opportunity."

Damn, there goes my chance. What opportunity, though, I wondered?

"I'm fine," Jared was saying. "I got attacked in gym." Everybody
laughed at that. Hmmm. I had gym next. Maybe I could get some of the
boys to give me a goingover in the shower.

Jesus. What was happening to me?!?!?

Anyhow, I figured I'd better concentrate on what Ms. T was saying,
because it obviously involved me. "This, as you may have guessed, is
anatomy. More particularly, sexual anatomy. Jared and Amanda get to be
our guinea pigs." I grinned and waved. The mask wasn't gone, after all.

"I'm going to start with Jared. Obviously, we all know what a penis
is." Everyone laughed at that. "What we're going to talk about is how it
works. Jared, do you masturbate?"

"I'm an almostseventeenyearold boy, what do you think?" he joked.

"I'll take that as a yes, then," Ms T laughed. "What I want you to tell
the class is what you know about your penis, and what makes you feel good."

"The underside," he said. "Continuous pressure on the underside, that's
what feels best. What I think girls might not know, judging from some of
them that have grabbed me today, is that the head is actually over
sensitive. An occasional rub is great, but if you pay too much attention
to the head, it hurts."

"What about your testicles? Does any attention paid to them help?" Ms T
asked.

"Yeah, but it has to be a light touch. Don't squeeze so hard. One girl
in the halls today grabbed 'em and almost turned me into a soprano." The
class cracked up at that.

I have to admit, I was fascinated. And Jared was actually dealing with
all of this very easily. Something had happened to him, too.

I was determined to be as cool as he was. It wasn't as easy, though,
because, as Ms. T pointed out, a girl's anatomy is more complicated than a
boy's. I had to spread my legs very wide, which was embarrassing enough.
Then I had to point out my labiainner and outermy vagina, and my
clitoris. Yes, it was embarrassing. All the boys took a nice good long
look. Jared did too, the fink!

"Now, do you masturbate, Amanda?"

"Sometimes," I admitted. Last night, for one, furiously, though I
didn't say that out loud!

"Where are your most pleasurable places?"

"Well, inside my inner labia, in between my vagina and my...er....clit.
That's more sensitive than you'd realize. Right at the entrance to my
vagina, that's very sensitive. Oh, and there's a place inside, towards the
front of my body."

"That's your Gspot. Now, what about your clitoris?"

"That's the most sensitive, but it's kind of like what Jared was saying
about the head of his...er...penis. It's almost too sensitive, especially
at the beginning. I have to work my way up to that. Once I'm, you know,
into it, it's the best place."

"Great," Ms T said. Great for her, she didn't have to describe her
masturbatory technique to a bunch of clates! "Now that we know what
feels good, the next step is a demonstration."

A demonstration?!?!?

"First of all, this does not constitute a reasonable request. Both or
either of you are welcome to refuse. Jared, have you ever masturbated a
girl?"

"Uh, no," he stammered out. I got the same question, about a boy, of
course. I also answered no, which was the truth. And I knew what was
coming next. Oh, shit.

I was right. "What I'm going to ask you to do is masturbate each other,
to orgasm. I trust you were both listening to what the other one said." We
both nodded. "So, you know what pleases the other oneand you can discover
more of that once you get started. Now, as I said, this is not mandatory,
you can refuse, and I don't want anyone else in the class to say a word.
This is up to you."

'Sure, why not?" Damn that fa�ade of mine, it answered before the sane
part of me could shut it up. Well, I suppose I really couldn't say no.
Plus, I did say I wanted relief, right? I just hope I didn't screw up
doing him.

"You're really OK with this?" he whispered.

Him, I told the truth. "No, I'm scared to death," I whispered back,
"but I don't think we can get out of this. Really. It'll be OK."

"OK. Fine. I'll do it," he said out loud. Ms T had us maneuver our
chairs so that they were facing one another. My legs were spread, and our
knees were almost touching.

"One thing Amanda didn't mention, Jared, is that girls are slower to
heat up. Attention to the breasts usually helps with that."

"Uh, OK," he stammered and, bless him, he reached out for my boobs, and
started fondling them and rubbing my nipples. It felt great, I have to
admit. "Is this OK?" he asked.

"Yeah, but they don't break, so you don't have to be so careful," I
said, grinning at him. He took the hint and applied a bit more pressure.
It felt even better.

Well, in for a penny, in for a poundso I reached out underneath his
arms and grabbed his....dick. See, I can say that, too. I grabbed for his
dick and started moving my hand up and down with it. "OK?" I asked.

"Yeah," he grunted with a grin," just be careful. That does break." I
giggled at that. "That wet spot at the head is precum, if you spread that
around, it's easier." I did so.

As I did, his right hand moved down. And, the dear boy, he had been
paying attentionhis first move was a long swipe with his finger from my
entrance up to my clit. I shuddered, I know I did.

That's when I looked upI had been looking down

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