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D'inspiration (or d_insipiration_pseudonym) <technite86 at yahoo.com>

 

Allison/Emanuel Naked in School (NiS, hs, exhib, voy, oral)

 

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Tuesday Morning:

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Emanuel

 

            Emanuel woke up to his blaring alarm clock, slowly opening his eyes. He turned to the large clock on the wall, and wondered why it said six. Then he remembered, he had a rank test today before class. He quickly stepped into the shower, stripping as he walked. He sighed, banishing all thoughts from his head except for his lessons. He turned the water on, reciting his oath as he did. Having finished that, he started to meditate as he cleaned himself.

 

            I am my own refuge and source of strength. On whom may I rely if not myself? With a wisely disciplined self, I find a truly rare and precious fountain of strength. By doing evil, I contaminate myself. By not doing evil, I purify myself. Purity and impurity come from within, and others cannot purify my heart. He repeated this over and over in his mind as he washed every part of his body.

 

He stepped out of the shower, reaching for the towel to dry himself with. As he did, he could feel his inner strength pulsate. He cleared his mind of worry, and started to go through the techniques he’d be tested on. With his mind focused on this, his body went on autopilot getting dressed – slipping on the pants and top of the Gi, then tying the brown belt around it. He reflected for a moment at the three lines on the belt, as the past five years flashed through his head.

 

If I’m ready, then today will be the last day of this brown belt, and I will graduate onto black, and I can start to learn new techniques he thought. He grabbed his duffel bag, slipping his clothes for the rest of the day into it as well as his book bag and keys. He checked the room quickly to make sure he wasn’t forgetting anything, and left through the door to the outside.

 

He walked over to his bike, and just as he was getting on it heard his father’s voice. “And where do you think your going at this hour young man?”

 

He’s drunk this early? I thought he’d still be asleep.

 

“I have a rank test to go to father.”

 

“You’ll have to go through me little brat. I’ve put up with this warped hobby of yours for nearly five years, but I’m not putting up with it any longer. I forbid you to go.”

 

 Emanuel sighed, responding, “I don’t want to raise my fists against you father, but I will if I have to.” He breathed a sigh of relief as his father stepped out of the way. Emanuel peddled away as fast as he could, before his father could change his mind.

 

As he rode he let his mind drift back to happier times, to before his mother had died. He remembered his dad teaching him baseball for the first time when he was seven. The little league games, his dad’s beaming smile and pride when one year the team he was on won the championships.

 

If only father could remember those days… I’m sure he’d become sane again.

 

He quietly emptied his mind again, letting his mental peace pervade into his emotions and body.

 

A few minutes later, he arrived at the dojo. He parked his bike and locked it up, grabbed his duffel and walked into the small building. He stopped at the beaded curtain that covered the entrance way into the dojo proper, took off his shoes and socks and placed them in a cubby on the wall along with his duffel bag. He stepped through the curtain, his hands in the greeting position, looking straight at his sensei sitting in a meditative position.

 

“Kenshi Emanuel, you have arrived early. Please sit down and prepare your spirit.” Emanuel bowed and entered, sitting down cross legged.

 

After a few minutes of focusing his breathing, Emanuel could feel three people walk in and stand like he had earlier. He could hear the Sensei ask him, “Kenshi Emanuel, did anyone just enter?”

 

Emanuel answered, “Yes Sensei, Kenshi Kara, Paul and Ken have just entered, and are waiting for your instructions at attention.” He heard a gasp from Paul and Ken, but could sense Kara smiling.

 

“Kenshi Paul and Ken, why does this surprise you? When one meditates as one should, one’s senses become sharper, and one is able to see one’s surroundings without one’s eyes.”

 

Emanuel heard Paul speak up. “Sensei, I do not understand how a person can ‘see’ other people and what they are doing. Walls and furniture do not move on their own, and give off no energy. How can we as human beings ‘see’ other humans, who do give off energy?”

 

“Kenshi Emanuel, please explain this to Kenshi Paul.”

 

Emanuel obeyed, saying, “Kenshi Paul, all things give off energy, for all things have something in them that was once alive. Humans give off a lot of energy, and it is easier for the spirit to read this energy. This sense gets stronger every time it is used, much as muscles grow stronger as we exercise them. The mind can grow just like the body, and thus with enough practice, one can not only sense when people are nearby, but exactly where they are, and what their body is doing or even what they are feeling. Has this helped you Kenshi Paul?”

 

He could feel that Paul was still a little confused. “I believe so. Thank you Kenshi Emanuel.”

 

“Kenshi, enter and sit like Kenshi Emanuel is. We will start the test with stretches.”

 

Emanuel’s mind wandered as they stretched – he had after all been doing these for nearly five years now, so they had become second nature.

 

Before he knew it, he heard the sensei speak again, “It is now time for the oath Kenshi.”

 

Emanuel spoke the oath  as he had in every other test and every lesson – it was ingrained in his head, but he still said it with all his heart. His voice joined the others as they said, “In attaining this Art, we pledge to affirm the founders, to be honest with our teachers, to respect those ahead of us, to not disdain those behind us, to give as well as receive help, to cooperate, and to give ourselves to contributing to the Way. We resolve to settle with our pasts and practice with purely focused hearts as if we were newly reborn into this world. We pledge to train in this Art only to help people, never for personal reputation or profit.” The words seemed to roll right off of his tongue.

 

Emanuel knew the creed was to be said next, and the sensei just looked at them, knowing that they knew to say the creed now.

 

Emanuel started with the same seriousness he had with the oath, saying in Japanese, “Mindful that our spirits come from Dharma and our bodies from our parent's, we acknowledge our debts and express our gratitude by applying ourselves to the full. We resolve to love these communities and these people, and through them to contribute to world peace and happiness. We resolve to become men and women of true courage, who love justice, respect humanity, act with decorum and defend peace. We strive toward constructing an ideal world by mastering the principles of this Art, strengthening ourselves mentally and physically, and sharing this purpose with others in mutual friendship, respect, and support.”

 

He could hear Kara mirror his voice nicely, while Paul and Ken were a few seconds behind.

 

He settled into the meditation, focusing his mind on the words:

 

I am my own refuge and source of strength. On whom may I rely if not myself? With a wisely disciplined self, I find a truly rare and precious fountain of strength. By doing evil, I contaminate myself. By not doing evil, I purify myself. Purity and impurity come from within, and others cannot purify my heart.

 

He could feel his energy increase back up to full. The next fifteen minutes seemed a blur to him.

 

His sensei’s voice broke through – “Kenshi Paul and Ken will perform their embu first”.

 

Emanuel opened his eyes, paying close attention to the delicate act that was about to begin. He watched as Paul and Ken stood across from each other, bowed, and awaited the okay to start. “You may start now Kenshi,” the sensei said.

 

Emanuel watched with great interest as the two began. They started by exchanging basic light strikes – something Emanuel was well used to by now.

 

He reflected on how Paul seemed to be slightly out of sync with Ken. That small difference shouldn’t affect their performance on this part he realized However, when they proceed to hard strikes, they might encounter some difficulty.

 

His thought turned out right as the pair moved onto the hard strikes. As they did, Ken performed a technique that Paul should have easily blocked. However, Paul had slipped a few seconds behind at this point, and the strike landed hard on his right knee. Almost instantly, Paul fell to the ground, clutching his knee in pain. Emanuel stood up and went into the nearby supply closet to grab a bandage, knowing that one might be needed, as his sensei quietly knelt down next to Paul. After a few minutes of feeling the knee, he signaled to Emanuel to bring the bandage over to him. Emanuel did, handing the bandage over.

 

“Listen carefully Kenshi. Kenshi Paul was not quite in rhythm with his partner, and as a result has injured a muscle in his knee. It will recover, but it will take some time. As this is the case, Kenshi Ken, you are without a partner for now. Please sit where Kenshi Emanuel was just sitting,” the sensei quickly said, helping Paul to the side, his knee now carefully wrapped. “Kenshi Emanuel and Kara, since the previous embu has ended, please perform yours.” Emanuel went across from Kara, bowed, and began their embu.

 

His thoughts focused on the techniques they had been practicing the past few months. He and Kara started with some very basic punches and movements, building up the rhythm they would need to succeed. After about ten minutes of this, Emanuel watched as Kara added the first complex technique. He easily blocked it, returning the strike with one of his own. They kept up this back and forth for another fifteen minutes. Finally, Emanuel added one of the more newly learned techniques, the one they had decided would finish the embu. He watched as Kara stepped out of the way, resuming the greeting position as he did automatically.

 

They bowed to the sensei, who motioned for them to sit down. “Very well done Kenshi Emanuel and Kara. Kenshi Paul and Ken, I hope you were paying attention to the embu. It showed the importance of not only knowing the techniques, but also keeping in rhythm with your partner. I encourage you to try again when you feel you are ready.”

 

 Emanuel watched as he turned towards them. “Kenshi Emanuel and Kara, stand up” he said as they stood. “You have proven that you both are indeed ready to progress to new techniques, and a higher rank. Take these belts as a symbol of your progress so far.” Saying this, he presented them both with a black belt with their name sewn into it in Japanese. Emanuel bowed as he accepted the belt, and watched as Kara did the same.

 

Emanuel quietly sat down again and began to meditate. Just as he did, the sensei added, “Kenshi, you may all leave now, as the embu are now over”.

 

Emanuel sat there as Kara and Ken helped Paul stand up and get his shoes on. He quietly signaled in a look to Kara, letting her know they’d meet up later.

 

He quietly stood up, walked to a position in front of his sensei, and bowed, saying “Sensei, I would like to ask a question. A special friend of mine has expressed some interest in studying this art. Would it be wise for me to bring them to the next class?”

 

“ Kenshi , that is indeed the wise thing to do. Do you need any information to bring to her?”

 

Emanuel thought for a moment, then answered, “Yes sensei, I have the old pamphlets. May I ask sensei, how you knew I spoke about a girl?”

 

He could hear the man chuckle softly, responding with, “Kenshi, you spoke of a special friend. I have only heard you use that term once before – when you sought permission to bring Kenshi Kara to this dojo. You have brought other friends as well, but have always referred to them as ‘friends’, without adding special to their title. I must warn you one thing though – whatever your relationship with her may be, you must not let it negatively affect your training.”

 

Emanuel bowed once more, quickly responding, “I understand sensei”. He gathered his things, including some new pamphlets the sensei had just handed him, bowing as he left the inner dojo, and headed to school.

 

Allison

 

Allison looked deep into Emanuel’s eyes, wondering what she had done to deserve such a great guy. She let her eyes wander down his naked body – looking in awe at his perfect chest, not too hard and not too soft she thought. Her eyes then drifted to his powerful thighs and muscled arms. She licked her lips as she looked upon his rock hard penis. She lightly touched it, asking sweetly, “Is this for me?” as she did.

 

“Of course it’s for you my precious.”

 

She played with it a little, rubbing her hand up and down, intending to tease him a little. She felt his hands creep up to her naked breasts, and heard a gasp escape her throat as he lightly squeezed them. She could feel her breathing quicken as he started to work all her sensitive spots – starting with a passionate lip to lip kiss, then moving down to kiss her neck. She gasped again as he kissed down her body until he got to her breasts, gently taking a nipple in his mouth and nibbling as he fondled the other breast. She watched as he switched sides, gasping louder now as she started to feel herself get a little wet.

 

She basked in the feelings as he repeatedly switched sides over the next few minutes. As he switched for the last time, she could feel the wave of pleasure wash over her, rocking her body as she arched her back. She flopped back on the bed, gasping again as he started to kiss further down her body. She could hear a soft moan escape from her lips. She watched with excitement as he kissed down her legs, sucking on each toe. She could feel the wetness building up again. He then started to kiss back up her legs, finally settling right in front of her other womanly parts. She started to moan as he gently licked her clit, while rubbing her vaginal entrance with his finger. She began to moan even louder as his finger began to rub her clit as his tongue started to lap around her vaginal lips. She moaned even louder and arched her back again as she felt another wave of pleasure rush over her, this one more intense than the last. “I’m ready Manny. I want to make love to you” she managed to get out in between heavy breaths.

 

“Are you sure, my precious?” she could hear him ask.

 

Yes, I’m sure she thought to him. She felt the small nervous feeling as he lined up and readied himself for his first thrust. She watched his penis start to enter her tight vagina as he slowly inserted himself. She grimaced as she felt a small amount of pain, but then could feel the pain quickly turn into the greatest pleasure she had ever experienced. He got all the way in, then pulled back preparing for the first full thrust.

 

As he did, a loud noise rang in her ears. She looked around, and sighed as she recognized her alarm clock. She slowly opened her eyes, silently cursing the thing for disturbing her dream. She quickly sat up, noticing the large wet spot on the bed. She nervously wondered what her mother was going to think. She’ll be happy I’m finally accepting my body she realized as she walked over to the pile of clothing on a nearby chair. She looked at the outfit her sister had laid out the previous night – it wasn’t what she was used to wearing. She briefly considered picking something out from her closet, then turned back to the clothes on the chair. They’d look better than anything in her closet, but she remembered she was just going to be taking it all off again with in a few minutes of arriving to school.

 

Her eyes moved between the pile on the chair, and a simple outfit she kept in her closet. She was about to grab the clothes out of the closet when her eye caught an article that hadn’t been on her mirror the night before. She picked it up off the frame, and realized it was a bundle, all dealing with the program in other schools.

 

The first article in the set talked about how some parents in a Midwestern town protested upon finding out that their children were being forced to put on public strip shows in the morning. She remembered Amanda telling her about this practice the day before. The next article spoke of several problems that had been observed in some schools during their program trials. One caught Allison’s eye in particular – apparently many boys were fond of stealing clothing from the clothing boxes.

 

Allison sat down on the bed. If I wear the flattering clothes, then the public stripping will probably go much more smoothly. However, this will no doubt attract more attention to me, and there is a chance those clothes may be stolen. Sarah wouldn’t like that. On the other hand, the clothing from my closet will attract less attention to me, and is much less likely to get stolen. Plus, if they do, it doesn’t matter, I have plenty of clothes in that style. And mom is taking me shopping later.

 

She smiled as she thought this. She quietly and quickly put together an outfit from her closet, then walked into her bathroom.

 

She disrobed slower than she did the previous day, looking over her body as did. Emanuel seemed to love how she looked, so she couldn’t be all that bad looking. Oh how I wish I could hear him say how he thinks I’m beautiful right now she realized. She finished disrobing, then stepped into the shower, quickly turning the water on. Her thoughts drifted to the previous morning – mostly on how she had sped through the shower as fast as she could. She shivered as new thoughts popped into her head – This new philosophy on life is wrong. It’s dirty. I’m a dirty, weak sinner for giving into it I should be ashamed of myself for what I did yesterday.

 

As this thought passed, she could feel the guilt start to build up. She started to retreat into her safe place, then realized what she was doing and thought, No! Loving my body is not sinful. Having my breasts touched is not wrong. It is not wrong to let people see the body I was given.

 

As she thought this, the negative ideas disappeared.

 

She continued to wash and soap up her body. She covered her breasts, and as she did felt a small jolt of pleasure run through her body. The thoughts returned: Such pleasure is wrong. Such feelings are sinful.

 

She felt the urge to retreat again, but breathed in for a moment and thought, I was given this body, and these feelings with it. Therefore, they can not possibly be sinful.

 

  With that thought, the urge disappeared again. She continued to clean her body, making her way down to her vagina. As she touched her clit, she felt the pleasure for a second. She continued to massage it, and after spending about a minute doing so felt a sharp stabbing pain rather than the pleasure of before. “Ouch!” she exclaimed. As if on cue, the thoughts returned, this time with:

 

See? Proof touching there is wrong. In fact, that little knob should just fall off.

 

She focused her mind on the pleasure that Emanuel given her yesterday – that felt right. So, this pain can not possibly be because touching my clitoris is wrong.

 

The thoughts left again.

 

She stopped none the less, and rinsed off all the soap on her body, enjoying the hot water as it touched her skin. As she rinsed off her clit, she felt the pain increase. She wondered for a moment why it was that sensitive all of a sudden. Then she remembered the sex-ed class she had taken in sophomore year. One day the teacher had said that if one of the sexual organs became over stimulated, it would often hurt to touch that body part – and that this tended to happen quite frequently to a girl’s clitoris. She breathed a sigh of relief, then quietly washed and conditioned her hair, making sure to keep water from reaching her clitoris.

 

A few minutes later she finished, stepping out of the shower and looking at her wet body in the mirror. The word ‘ugly’ started to repeat in her head. She focused herself on one thought as she dried her body – I am beautiful. After about four long minutes of repeating this thought, the word disappeared. As it did, she could feel some of her strength leave her. I’d better get dressed quickly then she thought.

 

Wrapping the towel around herself, she walked back into her bedroom, and quickly got dressed in the simple bra and panties, the large loose shirt and jeans. She looked in the mirror one more time, then grabbed her jacket and book bag and made her way down stairs. As she did, she thought out to Emanuel, Are you awake Manny?

 

She was surprised when instead of feeling his presence she felt a strong wall and emptiness. She tried to send the thought again, but only faintly heard some Japanese. She decided not to think about what she had just felt.

 

As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she could smell French Toast cooking. It smelled really good. I’d better not eat that, or I’ll get fatter echoed inside her mind. Manny wouldn’t care if I gained a few pounds she countered back.

 

She breathed a sigh of relief as the negative thought disappeared. She quickly walked into the dining room before the negative thoughts could return. As she sat down at the table, she could see her mom look in her direction.

 

“You’re down for breakfast early. What’s the occasion?”

 

“No occasion mom, I’ve been very disrespectful to you lately, and I intend to correct that.” She watched as a surprised look crossed her mother’s face. “Mom, I feel hurt that you don’t believe me.” She looked over at the stove and asked “When is the toast going to be done?”

 

“Two minutes” her mom replied. “Would you mind waking up your sister while they finish?” she added. Allison nodded her head in agreement then walked back upstairs.

 

 She stopped in front of her sister’s door, knocked on it three times, and yelled out, “Time to wake up Sarah! Breakfast is almost ready.”

 

“I’ll be down in ten,” came the sleepy reply.

 

Allison returned downstairs and sat down again. She could feel her focus shift to Emanuel. She flinched as the thoughts returned:

 

He blocked me. He doesn’t want anything to do with me. The Japanese must be a technique to get rid of sinners. And I am the worst of sinners.

 

She shook her head, rebuffing the thoughts with, He would never shut me out without a very good reason.

 

She breathed a few times, smiling as the negative thoughts disappeared again.

 

Sarah finally came down a few minutes later. “You girls have fifteen minutes to eat before the bus gets here.”

 

Allison picked a few pieces of toast off of the big platter of toast, and started to eat. She savored the taste of the cinnamon and nutmeg, letting herself get lost in it. She lost all track of time, and when she looked up at the clock, she realized nearly ten minutes had passed, and she had gone through half a dozen pieces of French toast. She wondered for a moment why Manny had that strange wall up earlier, and resolved to ask him about it later. She finished up eating just as the bus arrived. As she made it to the door, she could hear her mom shout, “Don’t forget to come straight home from school today, and think of places you’d like to go to shop.”

 

Allison nodded her head, and quickly ran to the bus, looking for a seat in the back. She found one and sat down.

 

Manny, are you okay? she thought, and was relieved when he responded.

 

Yes, I’ll explain about the wall before first period. Can’t wait to see you precious.

 

She smiled as she let her mind drift to their date the night before.

 

When she finally looked around again, she noticed they had arrived at school. As she made her way to the front, she could see a large crowd gathered by the front doors, and Lucas and Barbara giving the crowd a strip show. She breathed a few times, stepped off the bus, and prepared for the negative thoughts to start arriving. One student almost pushed her up next to Lucas, and she cringed as the crowd started to chant “Strip, strip, strip!” She took her jacket off slowly, breathing a sigh of relief when the nervousness didn’t start up. As she pulled off her shirt a moment later, she did feel it.

 

I am a dirty daughter of Sodom suddenly popped up in her mind.

 

She tried to rebuke it, but failed, and could feel herself start to drift into her safe place. As she did though, a familiar hand grabbed hers, and she felt her strength return.

 

 “How about we try something precious?” she heard Emanuel whisper, “I’ll take off your clothing, and you can take off mine.”

 

She thought for a moment, then replied, “anything that can make this process easier.”

 

She began by watching as he took her shirt off the rest of the way. The crowd clapped and cheered, but Allison only noticed them a little bit – her focus was mostly on how Emanuel was so carefully and lovingly undressing her. She slowly pulled off his shirt next, looking in awe at his perfect chest. She seductively trailed her hands down it, loosening his belt buckle when she came to it. She looked around her, and was surprised as she couldn’t see the crowd any more, and couldn’t hear the noises they had been making.

 

Emanuel smiled at her and reached behind her to her back, gently and quickly unclasping her bra and sliding it off of her chest. She gasped in pleasure as he ran his hands slowly down her breasts, stopping for a moment to lovingly play with her nipples, then leading further down her body to her jeans, loosening her buckle just as she had done his.

 

She smiled at him as they opened and slid each others jeans down at the same time. She smiled when she spotted the bulge in his boxers. She passed her hand over his cloth encased penis and squeezed it a few times.

 

He returned the favor by rubbing his finger up across her panty covered vaginal slit, pressing gently in. She gasped in pleasure as he did this, the underwear somehow stimulating her clit and labia.

 

She stopped him from going for a second try as she pulled down his boxers, adding them to the pile on the floor.

 

He followed suit by removing her panties. As he did, she heard the bell ring, signaling that they should head inside.

 

She quickly put her clothes in one of the nearby boxes, and waited for Emanuel to the same. As he did, she grabbed his penis and pumped it a few times. She laughed at the look of surprise on his face, then gasped as he brushed his fingers across her clit a few times. She looked at him, and they entered the building hand in hand.

 

As they walked towards their homeroom class, Allison could hear a familiar voice behind her shout, “Emanuel!”

 

She cringed as Kara came up behind her man. She looked at the girl who had made her younger life hell, staring meanly. She quickly dropped the look as Emanuel turned to face her, an unhappy look on his face.

 

“Allison, this is Kara, my best friend in the world. Kara, this is Allison, the girl I’ve told you about.”

 

Allison waited a few minutes for Kara to say something. She looked over at Emanuel, and  watched as he quickly shot a glance to both her and Kara, and she instantly knew what he meant. A moment later, Kara stuck out her hand. Allison grabbed it with her own and shook it as cordially as she possibly could. She smiled as Emanuel smiled.

 

Their hands stayed locked for a few moments. All of a sudden, she felt Kara’s grip loosen. She noticed Kara let go and nervously say, “My goodness, look at the time… I really must be going now.”

 

As she said this, she quickly left. Allison looked over at Emanuel, curious to see if he saw anything she didn’t. The scowl on his face told her everything she needed to know.

 

“Care to talk about what’s bothering you my special one?”

 

He replied, “You were perfectly civil with her, even though she probably did unspeakable things to you when you were younger. She however has no reason to dislike you, and thus no excuse for her behavior.”

 

She sighed, replying, “I don’t know about that. She might have a reason you don’t know. Why don’t you ask her about it later?”

 

He nervously gulped, then answered, “Sure… that is the right thing to do.” And I’d hate to lose my embu partner because of petty jealousy over my girlfriend she heard him think, choosing not to respond back.

 

“The bell’s due to ring soon – we should get to class.” He nodded his head in agreement, walking into the classroom holding hands.

 

Allison had expected the surprised looks she saw on her fellow student’s faces, but not on her teacher’s face. “Allison and Emanuel, please come here for a second,” she said. “Now, I’m not going to report you two, because I think the rule is stupid, but holding hands and other pda is against school rules. I advise that you follow the rule because some of the staff do enforce it.”

 

Allison nodded her head yes in unison with Emanuel. As they walked back, Allison felt the urge to grab Emanuel’s hand, but managed to restrain herself at the last second.

 

There’s the last piece of proof that this is wrong she suddenly thought. No… it’s just an arbitrary stupid rule that made sense to the school before the Program came here. Now though, it makes no sense. She repeated this thought for a few moments, until she could feel the negative presence leave. Just as she felt this, she felt a weird weakness wash over her body. She reached out and grabbed hold of a desk before she fell, and breathed deeply for a second.

 

“Are you okay precious?” she could hear Emanuel ask.

 

Kind of, sweetheart. Fighting all these negative thoughts takes a lot of energy. She noticed the smile that crossed his face, and felt some of her strength come back. She smiled back, firmly believing he would know what she meant by it. The look that crossed his face a moment later confirmed that belief. She sat down next to him, and patiently waited for the announcements to come on.

 

A minute later, the loudspeaker came to life. “Good Morning students. The men's varsity football and baseball teams have tryouts today after school on their appropriate fields. Also, the photography club is holding it’s first meeting of the year, in room two hundred thirty-seven. Finally, Joe Loesi, Robert Maddox, and Lou Malno have been suspended for the rest of the year, and are facing sexual assault charges.” Allison felt a little surprised, but also happy as she heard this.

 

Although I may have to testify at some point she realized. I’ll deal with it when the time comes. As she thought this, the bell rang. She looked at Emanuel, stood up and started to walk next to him.

 

She noticed many of the boys’ lustful stares as they walked, as well as the envious stares of some of the girls. She wasn’t sure how to take the envy though – it’s not as if I’m all that pretty. She looked over at Emanuel, who was getting quite a few lustful looks himself.

 

“The girls, they stare because you’re so beautiful – they want to look like you. They want to be in your place” Emanuel answered her unspoken question.

 

She smiled at him replying, “Thank you Manny. You always know just what to say.”

He replied, “I speak the truth, that’s all.” She smiled again.

 

They walked in silence as they approached their classroom. “Ready for the inevitable experiments on us precious?” Emanuel asked as they reached the door to the room.

 

Allison replied: “As ready as I ever will be.” She grabbed his hand for a moment, then let go of it as they entered.

 

Allison watched with a grim feeling as a dangerous smile crossed their teacher’s face. “I didn’t expect to have Program participants this early in the year. In fact, I hadn’t expected any participants for a few months at least. I’ll have to adjust my lesson plan accordingly.” She turned to Allison, adding “You two, take a seat in the first row”. She turned towards the rest of the class, who by now had finished entering. “Now, ordinarily we would be moving on with our review of the scientific method, but since we are fortunate enough to have two Program participants with us this week, we will instead be doing our section on sexual response and arousal. Today we will discuss methods of measuring arousal.”

 

Allison looked at Emanuel for a moment as their teacher started to talk. “The easiest way to measure arousal is by the physical indicators. Can anyone name any for men?” A girl started to speak, but Allison could feel that her mind was elsewhere. Thoughts of Emanuel raced through her head, and she lost herself in them.

 

Emanuel

 

Emanuel looked back at Allison. What is she thinking he wondered for a moment.

 

“And what about in women?” he heard the teacher ask.

 

“Heavy breathing?” one student responded.

 

“In later stages, yes.”

 

“Hard nipples and moaning?” another one asked.

 

“Cold can also cause the nipples to harden, in both genders. Moaning and other noises are correct always though, although in the same later stage as with men, and remember that not all people have the same reactions.”

 

“Like Allison is clearly aroused right now?” a small brunette asked.

 

“Yes, like Allison is aroused right now. She also shows another possible indicator – can anyone see the glistening on her vaginal lips? That wetness is usually seen in the later stages, but can be found in early stages as well. I only wonder what she is thinking about that is arousing her so. Allison, can you explain why you’re so aroused?”

 

Emanuel looked at Allison for a moment, and thought to her, Ally, my precious, if you can answer her, please do. As he projected the thought to her, he could briefly pick up on her thoughts – they were all about him, and so intense he wasn’t surprised when she didn’t respond. He smiled, but decided to keep silent.

 

“There is one last physical indicator, but it can’t be measured just by looking at someone.”

 

A tall blonde in the back added “Heart rate, right?”

 

“Correct.”

 

“Emotional indicators do exist, but these vary so much from person to person that it would take us nearly a week to go through all of them, and they usually require expensive machines to measure properly, machines we don’t have available here. So, instead, I’d like you to think about one time you’ve felt sexually aroused, breaking down the memory into the stages of arousal and writing down what indicators were present, both physically and emotionally.”

 

“What are the stages, Ms. Jenkins? You only briefly mentioned that there are different ones, but didn’t name or explain any of them,” a student asked.

 

“You can for now call them preparation, excitement, release, and rest. The preparation stage is the first, and the one in which the lesser physical indicators start to show up – this tends to be the second shortest of all the stages. Excitement follows next – it’s here that the breathing starts to become heavier, the stronger physical indicators start to show, and the pleasure feeling starts to build up. Release is fairly obvious – here pleasure builds up until ejaculation and/or orgasm occur. Please note that this is the quickest of the stages, lasting up to a minute or two. Finally, the last stage is the rest stage – this stage is a time where the pleasurable feelings start to level out, and the body becomes ready for the cycle to begin again. Remember that this final stage is much longer in men then it is in many women – men need on average about ten minutes of rest before they can start again, while women can range from needing only a few seconds to needing an hour. I’ll give you all twenty minutes to write out your memories, then I’d like some of you to share them.”

 

Emanuel felt his eyes close all of a sudden. When he finally was able to open them, he noticed he was in a bedroom, with Allison directly beneath him, staring into his eyes. He stared back, smiling as he saw her eyes started to move down his body. A few moments later, he saw her lick her lips. He felt her hand lightly touch his erect penis, asking as she did, “Is this for me?”

 

He replied “Of course it’s for you my precious.” He moaned a little as she started to fondle it, rubbing her hands up and down it a few times.

 

So she’s going to tease me he thought. Two can play that game he added as he let his hands creep down to her large breasts. He lightly squeezed them, smiling when he heard the small gasp escape her throat. He leaned in and kissed her passionately on the lips, then started working his way down to her neck, kissing gently. He continued to kiss his way down her body, smiling inside as she gasped again. Upon reaching her breasts he took her left nipple in his mouth and started to nibble on it gently, while fondling the right breast. He kept this up for a few minutes, then switched sides, smiling as he could sense her excitement starting to build.

 

He continued this pattern for a few more minutes, sensing she was close to cumming. He switched one more time, smiling internally again as he saw her arch her back, and felt her body shake. He watched as she plopped down on the bed, and continued to kiss down her body slowly. He heard another soft moan escape her lips. He worked his way down her stomach and legs, finally stopping at her feet. He looked at her face for a moment, watching the excitement in her eyes for a moment. He sucked gently on each of her toes, then worked his way back up her legs, stopping at her vaginal lips.

 

 He began to gently lick her clitoris while rubbing her vaginal slit, listening happily to her moans, and feeling how excited she was. He could hear her moans increase in intensity as he continued this. After a few minutes of this he switched to rubbing her clitoris and licking around her slit, as well as up and down it. He could hear her moans increase in volume and intensity as he continued this. After a few minutes of this he felt her arch her back again, and in the process felt that his head had become trapped between her legs. She fell back to the bed again.

 

He could make out, “I’m ready Manny. I want to make love to you,” in between her heavy breathing.

 

“Are you sure, my precious?” he asked.

 

He was surprised at the speed at which she responded by thinking, Yes, I’m sure.

 

He repositioned his penis directly in front of her vaginal lips, and readied himself. I have been patiently waiting for this moment he remembered. But, then why am I nervous all of a sudden? My precious one wants it, and I want it.

 

He breathed a moment and then realized, I’m nervous because this could very well change our entire relationship.

 

He breathed again, thought to himself, no matter what the consequences are afterward, I will make sure she enjoys her first time.

 

He slowly started to push himself in, remembering the advice some of his friends had given him in the past. He continued to push in further, feeling her tight muscles squeezing his penis, and enjoying every moment of it. His concentration was broken as he felt that he could go no further, and looking down he realized he was all the way in. He slowly pulled out, preparing himself for the first real thrust, and noticed a small amount of blood on his penis. He became concerned for a moment, but then remembered that the deflowering process sometimes left a little blood behind, and breathed a sigh of relief. He checked to make sure he was still properly aligned.

 

As he did, he could hear a voice calling his name. “Manny, wake up. Class is over,” he could hear Allison say as all of a sudden he saw he was still sitting in the classroom.

 

He looked up and saw Allison standing there, smiling as she said, “I’m guessing you had a good dream,” pointing to her breasts, splattered with his cum.

 

“But how… never mind. I know the answer,” he replied. He smiled back at her, gathering his books together. “Let’s get to gym then,” he added as he stood up. He took a quick peek at the teacher, and realized from her smile that she had been very happy, and very quickly realized why.

 

Without saying a word, he grabbed Allison’s hand and started towards the door. He watched as the teacher started to open her mouth, then quickly stopped. He looked over at Allison as they made their way out of the classroom and into the hall, smiling as he said, “You look really good like that my precious.”

 

She smiled back, jokingly responding, “You’re only saying that because you want me to aim at them in the future.”

 

I could respond with a joke back, or…he thought.

 

“You wouldn’t…” she started to respond as he cut her off with a passionate kiss. He could feel her embrace the kiss, and allowed his hand to move down to her vaginal lips. He brushed his finger tips against them, and could feel her excitement leave some residue on them. She broke the kiss and smiled at him, grabbing his hand and licking the liquid off all but one of them.

 

She licked her lips, saying, “Yummy. Wanna taste Manny?”

 

He licked the final finger clean, letting the liquid linger on his tongue. “It’s different than I had expected,” he said as they resumed walking again, quickly adding “kind of sweet… I like it,” upon seeing the worried look that passed onto her face. As he finished, the worried look disappeared and was replaced with a happy one.

 

They walked in silence, enjoying each others' presence. A few minutes later, Emanuel sighed as they reached the small gym. “My class is in here. I’ll see you again in English,” he said, a tone of sadness in his voice. Be strong my precious, I believe in you he thought to Allison.

 

You have no idea how much that helps me. Thank you.

 

He watched as she disappeared down the hallway, then walked through the doorway.

 

Allison

 

Allison quickly peeked around her, noticing the lustful stares of her fellow students more all of a sudden. She continued walking forward, speeding up her pace a little, hoping to successfully get to the outdoor track before any one stopped her for a reasonable request. She looked ahead, guessing she’d be at the door to the track in another twenty or so steps.

 

Just as she guessed this, she heard a familiar voice ask “Fair lady, would you allow us to touch your bosoms again? We wish to know if we have any skill in pleasing a lady.”

 

She thought for a moment, then answered slightly nervously, “Yes, I’ll allow it.” She closed her eyes, preparing herself to focus on the feelings alone, intending to continue to resist the urge to hide that had already come back.

 

“Lady, why do you close your eyes? Are you ashamed of what we are about to do?”

 

She struggled to answer, managing to respond with, “I wish to focus on the feelings as much as possible, and closing my eyes helps me to do so.” She felt a hand start to massage her left breast gently, but for some reason felt no excitement at the touch. Another hand started to massage her right breast with the same gentleness.

 

Shouldn’t I be feeling some excitement right now? she wondered.

 

“Lady, are we pleasing you correctly? You do not seem to be responding to our touch,” one of the boys asked.

 

“You can massage them a little harder,” she managed to respond after a few moments.

 

“Very well Lady, we shall use a little more of our strength if you promise to let us know when it is too much,” another one responded.

 

“I promise,” she replied with a weird steadiness in her voice. She returned her focus to their touch. They increased their pressure a little, and as they did she could feel some excitement starting to build.

 

No! It’s wrong to feel that pleasure she suddenly thought. She breathed out for a moment, and breathing in thought, that pleasure is a natural reaction. There is nothing wrong with it.

 

She repeated the thought for a few moments, feeling a large amount of her strength leave her as she did. She felt herself starting to fall as the two hands started to massage much harder. Before she knew it, she felt herself falling backwards, and was surprised to be caught by a pair of arms.

 

“Are you okay Lady?” one of them asked as she stopped breathing hard.

 

“Yes… I’m alright,” she responded. She felt the hands on her breasts resume their movements. She felt the pleasure start to build for a few moments, then shrieked in pain as one of the hands became too rough. The hand lightened a little, and she smiled as the pleasure started up again.

 

A moment later one of them asked, “May we suckle on the Lady’s nipples?”

 

No, they’ve done too much already she thought. I like feeling good. I will continue to feel good she thought a few times, breathing as the negative feeling left.

 

 “You may, but no biting” she responded to them.

 

The hands stopped moving as she felt a gentle suction motion coming from her nipples. A few moments of this and she could hear soft moans escape her lips. She felt a small wave of pleasure wash over her body. As the wave stopped, she opened her eyes, and could see that two of the boys had stopped what they had been doing, and were looking between her legs.

 

“Lady, your lower womanly parts are wet. Did we do something wrong?” one of them asked.

 

She felt some of her strength her return, and tried to stand up. As she did, she fell again, and again was caught by the boy behind her.

 

“Are you okay Lady?” he asked.

 

She breathed for a moment, then responded ,“Yes, I’m just a little shaky. You three did well.”

 

She watched the smile they shared among each other. “Thank you” she added, smiling warmly. She tried standing up again, and fell once more.

 

“Would the Lady like some help getting to her next class?” the boy who had been holding her asked.

 

“Thank you” she replied. “My class is just outside those doors,” she added, pointing to the doors in front of them.

 

She gathered her things, and with the help of the boy, stood up. “May I ask the Lady’s name?” he asked her.

 

“Allison. What is your name, student of The Bard?” she replied.

 

“I am called Richard,” he replied.

 

They made their way slowly down the hall. As they reached the door, Allison felt strong enough to stand on her own, and separated from Richard.

 

“Thank you Richard. You have been very kind to help me in this.”

 

“It was my pleasure and my duty, Lady Allison. 'Twas myself and my friends that put you in a state of weakness, so it was therefore our duty to help you on your way. I pray you forgive me a question though… Were my companions as good as you said, or were you only being kind to their feelings?”

 

She sighed, responding, “I spoke the truth. They are not as good as my partner, but they have some skill in the pleasing arts.”

 

Richard bowed to her, opening the door as he did. She smiled at him, then stepped through.

 

The change in temperature hit her immediately. She looked around, grimacing when she realized that she was the only girl there.

 

The coach looked up from his clip board and smiled. “Okay people… get out on that track and start warming up,” he shouted as she approached him. “We don’t have any athletic tape, so unfortunately you’ll have to run as you are,” he quietly told Allison. She groaned, then made her way to the track.

 

She started to jog lightly, and winced as her breasts started to bounce up and down, feeling a bit of pain as they came back down and hit her chest. She let her mind roam as she jogged, and after a few laps managed to ignore the pain. She continued jogging, staring at the trees with their brown, yellow and orange leaves, wondering for a moment how she had ever managed to stay in pain for so long. Just as she had managed to find a place of peace she hadn’t known before, a sharp note rang out.

 

She came to a halt, recognizing the whistle’s tone.

 

“Okay, that’s enough warm up. I want 5 laps at full running speed!” he shouted out. Allison started back up to the jogging pace, still not feeling the pain for some reason, and then proceeded to run. She cried a little as she took her first step, but forced herself to continue. A few minutes later, she fell on her knees, thinking, not even my worst cramps hurt this much as she grimaced. She stayed on her knees for a few moments, breathing in and out.

 

As she finished, the coach came over, and kneeled down next to her. “Are you okay to continue running?” he asked.

 

“No sir, it hurts too much to run. Is there anything else I can do?”

 

She breathed a few more times as he thought. “There’s nothing for today. Feel free to sit down if you feel sure you can’t run though,” he replied.

 

She stood up and looked at the trees. “Can I jog slowly instead? That doesn’t hurt so much, and I was kind of enjoying it,” she asked.

 

“Sure. Feel free to take a break whenever it becomes too much,” he replied.

 

She started back at a jogging pace as he walked away. She breathed in and out a few more times, then let her imagination roam again. She smiled as she felt the peace wash over her again, seemingly washing away all the stress of the day. She felt all the energy she had used earlier return to her. Suddenly, she remembered that Emanuel had promised to talk to her about the strange wall he had put up earlier, but had forgotten to. Maybe I can ask him now she thought, then decided, I can wait until later.

 

She was surprised when a negative thought didn’t pop up right away, and smiled. She let her mind slip off again, enjoying the peaceful feeling.

 

What felt like hours later the sharp note sounded again. “Time to hit the showers” she heard the coach yell. Allison nervously followed the guys as they walked to the locker rooms. A minute later, she reached the door to the locker room and nervously breathed for a few minutes, unsure if she wanted to go in or not. She quickly sniffed her underarms and realized she needed a shower, and prepared to go in.

 

The door creaked a little as she opened it. She looked around and breathed a sigh of relief – she didn’t seem to see any of the guys around. She took a long look at the place – she saw several benches, a shelf with towels on it, cubbies to put book bags into, and what she guessed was the passageway into the shower room itself. She put her bag in one of the cubbies, and quickly made her way towards the passage. As she neared it, she heard two of the guys talking.

 

“Did you see those breasts man? So large… I just want to stick my dick between them and cum all over them.”

 

“Yeah, they certainly are amazing looking. I’d love to watch them bounce up and down as she rides my cock.”

 

“You know man, I’m sure we can find someway to get her to let us have our way with her. After all, she is in the program”

 

Allison started to grow scared. Just as she was about to leave quietly, she heard a third voice enter the conversation.

 

“Did I hear you two talking about what I think you were talking about?” the voice said.

 

“So what if we were? She’s a slut anyway. I hear she’s been walking around with cum on them since first period ended.”

 

She heard a soft thud, and let out a low squeak.

 

“I’m going to give you two a little advice: if you want the Program to stay, you will respect anyone in it. Stunts like what you two were planning will give the Principal the reason she needs to shut it down here for good,” the third voice said.

 

She decided to wait a moment until the two guys were done. A moment later they came around the corner.

 

One of them looked her straight in the eyes, saying very meanly, “You are one lucky little slut.”

 

She hurried into the showers as they left, bumping into the guy as she did. “I’m … so sorry. I didn’t mean to… hit you,” she stammered nervously. She looked closer at the guy – he was well built, like Emanuel.

 

“Don’t worry about. You must be Allison,” he said gently.

 

She recovered for a moment, asking, “How do you know my name?”

 

He smiled, answering, “I recognize you by Kara’s description of you. I’m one of Emanuel’s friends from the team.”

 

She breathed a sigh of relief. As she did, The other boys were right… I am a slut suddenly popped in her head. If I was a slut, Emanuel wouldn’t want me she thought, relaxing when the negative thought disappeared right away.

 

“Oh, my name’s Tony by the way,” he suddenly added.

 

“Nice to meet you Tony” she replied. “Would you mind acting as body guard for me in there? I’m a little nervous some of the other guys will be harboring similar ideas to those two.”

 

“No problem” he replied.

 

She breathed in, and walked to the nearest shower head. Three guys walked towards her with an evil look in their eyes, and ran off quickly as Tony shot a glance at them. She placed her head under the water and closed her eyes, letting the water run over her body.

 

Ally precious, I need a little clarification on something she heard Emanuel think.

 

Are we in a relationship, and what type, right? she responded.

 

Yes, exactly.

 

She replied back, As far as I’m concerned, we are a committed couple. But, it’s nearly impossible to stop others from basic touching, and I think it unfair to make it so you can only get relief from me. However, I want you to be my first, and I don’t like the idea of you having sex with anyone but me.

 

He replied, So basically, anything short of sex is okay in your book. I agree with that, but with one added condition: whatever we do, we tell the other.

 

She smiled, replying, And the reason for telling each other, if I know you well enough, is so we can learn what works for the other, right?

 

Right he replied back.

 

She turned Tony around slowly. “I want to reward you for watching over me so diligently.” She kneeled down, looking at his half way hard penis.

 

“Are you sure what you’re about to do is okay with Emanuel? I don’t want to endanger my friendship with him because of a hand job,” he asked nervously.

 

“Don’t worry about that – I checked already, and it’s fine with him” she replied. She looked again at his penis, and wrapped her hand around it. “Before I start, where would you like cum on me?” she asked him.

 

He thought for a moment, answering, “Your breasts if you wouldn’t mind.”

 

She smiled as she started to pump her hand up and down, watching as his penis started to grow even harder.

 

“You’re really good at this Allison,” he said. Allison smiled as she heard this. As she continued, she could hear his breathing start to get heavy. A minute later she was a little surprised to hear him stutter, “I’m… about to… cum.” She picked up the speed of her movements as she pointed his penis at her breasts. A few moments later, she smiled as he grunted, and watched as ropes of semen flew through the air, landing on her breasts. She smiled even brighter as his breathing started to become easier. “Wow… That was… wow,” she heard him say. She stood up slowly, allowing him to see more closely her cum splattered breasts.

 

“Is there anything else you want before I clean this up?” she asked.

 

“Can I play with your breasts for a minute?” he asked in response.

 

“Sure” she responded. She watched as he massaged her breasts with the perfect amount of strength, using his hands with the palms open to do so. She wondered why he was doing that, then realized what this was doing to the cum on them. “I never thought about having someone do that before,” she quietly told him, adding, “I like this. I’ll have to teach Emanuel to do this.”

 

He smiled, responding, “Glad I could teach you a new trick,” as he finished.

 

She looked down, and noticed her vaginal lips were starting to get wet again.

 

 “Would you like me to take care of that for you?” she heard Tony ask politely.

 

 “No thank you. My last orgasm left me pretty weak, and I need to get to my next class in one piece.” She thought for a moment, adding, “You can help me wash if you’d like to.”

 

“No thank you. I’d be too tempted to do more than clean you,” he replied.

 

Allison reached for the nearby soap and gently lathered up her body, making sure to not excite herself any more. A few moments later she stepped back under the water, letting it rinse off the soap, shuddering with pleasure as it hit her nipples and clitoris.

 

She closed her eyes for a moment, breathing in and out a few times, feeling the last of her lost strength return to her. When she opened them a moment later, she saw Tony standing just out of the water's reach, a towel around his waist and one on his arm. “The bell is due to ring soon. You’ll need this” he said, pointing to the towel on his arm. She stepped out from under the water, taking the towel from him as he offered it.

 

“Thank you,” she replied as she quickly dried herself. She smiled realizing for a moment how much stronger she had become so quickly.

 

Allison followed Tony out into the locker room. “Thank you again Tony. I doubt I would have been able to stop those two idiots.”

 

“It was my pleasure and duty,” he responded with a smile. She watched as he silently got dressed. After about a minute he broke the silence, saying softly, “I wish I had a girlfriend like you.”

 

Allison blinked a few times in surprise. “But you seem like such a sweet gentle guy. Why would you need to wish that? I’m sure you could easily get…” Allison started to respond, stopping as she realized the reason. “Never mind. I believe I know the reason, and it’s unfair to you.”

 

“You’re thinking the ‘stupid jock’ reason, right?” he asked, adding, “I ask only to make sure we’re thinking of the same one.”

 

“Yeah, that’s what everyone not concerned with status assumes.” She saw the frown cross his face, and instantly knew why. “Except me now. I hope you accept my sincere apology for not getting to know you before making that assumption.”

 

He smiled, replying, “Of course I accept it. Where’s your next class? Some of the jerks might still be hanging around, waiting to ambush you.”

 

“Harner’s English class. Yours?” she asked.

 

“Same, they just transferred me there for some reason. What’s it like?”

 

“I don’t know yet, we haven’t started the course work yet. I can tell you that she’s no fan of the program though.”

 

“It’s that good or bad?”

 

“Both. I don’t have to worry about her calling on me too often, but at the same time I can’t get relief even if I really want it.”

 

He looked at her, holding out his arm. “Shall we go then?” he asked politely.

 

“Yes, let’s,” Allison replied, as she grabbed her books.

 

As they started to walk, Allison turned to Tony and asked, “So, is there anyone you like at the moment?”

 

A suspicious look crossed his face. “Why do you want to know?” he asked.

 

“Maybe I can help you get a date with whoever it is.”

 

He looked around nervously, then replied, “Emily Lian” just as nervously.

 

“You’ll have to describe her to me if you can.”

 

“Ummm, short red hair, brown eyes, figure like yours. I think she's Asian.”

 

“I think I know who you’re talking about. She was my lab partner last year.” As she said this she remembered, About as shy as I’ve been these past few years. That is, if she hasn’t changed since then.

 

They settled into idle chit chat as they walked. Allison reflected how much she had changed in the past few hours. Is this true change she wondered for a moment, then dismissed the thought, realizing how unwise it was to dwell on such a thought for too long.

 

“I’ll see what beneficial rumors I can start next time I see her” she said, quickly turning to Tony. “Anything in particular you’d like me to emphasize?” she added quickly.

 

He seemed to think for a few moments, finally responding, “That I’m a good student and respectful.”

 

“No problem,” she said as they continued on their way, walking in silence.

 

As they rounded the corner, Allison felt a chill pass over her.

 

“Next time I see her man, I’m gonna fuck those tits, no matter what she says,” she suddenly heard. She recognized the voice of one the creeps from earlier.

 

“I think it’s them. The guys you scared off earlier,” she stopped, saying to Tony as she turned to him.

 

“Do you want my help?” he asked.

 

“Let me try to stand up for myself first. If I need help, you’ll know.” They started walking again, and a few moments later came face to face with the two.

 

“I want to touch your tits,” the taller of the two said roughly.

 

Allison stood up tall, responding, “No. I am only bound by rule three to pose, and I can deny a pose if it would make me late to class.”

 

“Too bad” the boy replied, stepping towards her. “I don’t care if you’ll be late to class – I’m gonna fuck ‘em and you will enjoy my cum spraying all over them.”

 

As they stepped closer, she felt herself start to faint. Just as she did, Tony stepped in between her and them. “That’s enough. I’m going to report you two to Mr. Litski. Do you know what that means?” Allison stared at the blank look on their faces as Tony continued, “A month in the program as punishment, not counting towards your mandatory week.”

 

The second one spoke up, “If you do that, we’ll make sure you get kicked off the team. For good.”

 

Tony replied, no hesitation in his voice, “Just try. Coach wouldn’t ban someone for following school rules, and if he did then I wouldn’t want to be on the team anymore.”

 

Allison breathed a sigh of relief as the two quickly ran off. They started on their way again in silence. A few uncomfortable moments later, Allison turned to Tony saying, “You know you don’t have to tell Mr. Litski about those two, right? I’m sure they could find some way of getting you kicked off the baseball team.”

 

“I know,” he replied, “but I care more about doing the right thing, even if it means sacrificing my place on the team.”

 

“Thank you” she replied, smiling. They continued on in silence again, and were about halfway to class when Allison watched him suddenly stop. She wondered for a moment if he had gotten lost.

 

“Go on ahead of me if you like. I’m gonna report those two now, before they have a chance to twist the story,” he said, a strange look in his eyes.

 

“Would you like me to hang around in case you need a witness?” she asked gently, hoping this was what he wanted.

 

“Thank you Allison, I appreciate and accept your offer,” he said, a bright smile lighting up his face. She breathed in and out a few times as he opened the door, and gestured her in first, saying gently, “When you’re ready madame.”

 

Allison breathed in one last time, and walked through the open door, holding her head high.

 

Emanuel

 

Emanuel stopped for a moment, catching his breath. He hadn’t expected to encounter a group of girls that big. Then again he thought, I didn’t expect to find any guys wanting to rule three me either. He looked around nervously, expecting one or more of them had followed him. As he did a second pass he noticed Allison entering Mr. Litski’s office with Tony. Is everything okay Ally? he thought worriedly.

 

Yes and no sweetheart. Two hooligans from your team were talking about taking advantage of me earlier, and Tony helped me out both times she replied.

 

He breathed a sigh of relief as he continued to walk, responding, So I’m guessing you’re reporting them. Not quite she started to reply back, He’s reporting them, and I’m here to be a witness to what happened. Oh, and I rewarded him for his help.

 

Under the terms of our agreement I suppose? he thought back.

 

Yes, and I learned a new trick in the process.

 

He smiled upon receiving this last thought, responding, and I learned a new trick as well. One I’m sure you’ll have a lot of fun with He looked at the clock on the wall, then added, I need to focus on getting to class. Let me know how it goes later, okay?

 

No problem Manny.

 

He smiled an uneasy smile, concerned for her, and stopped, looking around one more time. “Shit!” he muttered under his breath as he spotted the group of girls from earlier. He started moving again slowly, hoping not to attract their attention.

 

“There he is!” he heard one of them shout, and realized he was caught as they started to advance toward him. He broke into a fast run and headed towards his class room, breathing a sigh of relief as he made it into the room moments before they caught up with him.

 

“Mr Lopez, I see you have discovered just now one of the many reasons I feel the program should be stopped,” his teacher said as he caught his breath.

 

“The man-eaters out there? They’re only that way because society has been prudish for so long. If the naked body was never taboo, their attitudes towards me would be very different,” he replied.

 

“Save those ideas for class Mr Lopez. The county Program committee apparently decided yesterday that all classes for this week should have some relevance to the Program. Now, please take your assigned seat.”

 

He made his way to the back, sitting down in his seat, silently preparing for a very interesting class.

 

He watched silently as his fellow students slowly made their way in, each with a lustful or disgusted look on their faces. He watched in surprise as a few of the guys came in with the lustful look on their face. He had expected those from the girls, but not from his own gender. A few moments before the bell was due to ring, the last of the students entered. He looked around briefly, a little worried that Allison hadn’t come in yet.

 

Ally, precious, is it safe to assume you’ll be here soon, or is something holding you up? he thought.

 

I’ll be there in about three seconds. Tony just finished writing up his incident report she replied.

 

Okay precious, but be aware that the bell is due to ring soon. You should probably bring a note from Litski in case you’re late he thought back.

 

Already have one she responded.

 

He smiled as a moment later Allison entered the room, Tony right behind her. He looked around quickly, noticing the hungry looks on the faces of the guys, as well as two of the girls. He focused back on her, noticing that somehow her face stood out beyond everything else. He wondered what that meant, deciding to ask his close friends later on.

 

Finally, the bell rang. “Okay students, due to the meddling of the county Program committee, I’ve had to change my lesson plan for the week. This means that we will not be starting To Kill a Mocking Bird, and will instead be looking at the nature of sex and nudity throughout literature. The special readers will arrive tomorrow, so today we will discuss the pro and anti Program views. And finally, we have a new student in the class. You all should know who he is, so I won’t bother wasting my time or yours telling you. Can anyone explain to the class what the pro-Program people emphasize about it?”

 

Emanuel raised his hand. “Go ahead Mr. Lopez”.

 

“Pro-Program sentiments usually focus on what they believe the end results of it to be – a generation that does not mystify and over-privatize sex and the opposite gender. Their ultimate society is one in which nudity is accepted as the natural state, and where true equality exists, where sex and the female body is no longer used as a weapon. In their perfect world, the naked form is considered beautiful and something to be proud of,” he answered.

 

“Very eloquently said Mr. Lopez. Can anyone explain the anti-Program sentiments?”

 

Emanuel watched as Allison raised her hand. “Go ahead Ms Kirse.”

 

“The anti-Program people believe that nakedness is a necessary state that is meant to be kept private and shared only between one’s husband or wife. Sex is considered a sacred and special gift exchanged between couples to be used for reproduction, and because of this is to be kept private as well. Therefore the free nature of the Program makes it an abomination in their eyes. They also believe that because of this nature, it is going to be responsible for leading an entire generation astray.”

 

“And which of these two views do you identify with more Mr Lopez?”

 

“I came into it pro and remain pro,” he replied.

 

“And you Ms Kirse?”

 

“I came into it anti, but now identify more with the pro view.”

 

Emanuel smiled as he heard this.

 

“I’m curious if anyone in this room besides me is anti. I have a bet going with my husband that deals with how much of this class is anti-Program. By a show of hands, how many of you are pro-Program?” Emanuel raised his hand again, and noticed a few students kept their hands down. “Anti-Program?” He watched two hands go up. “Simon, am I accurate in guessing that you are neutral?”

 

“Yes ma’am” the boy replied.

 

“And how many of the pro-students are pro because of it’s ideals? Remember that I expect honesty here”. Emanuel watched as most of the hands that had gone up before stayed down. “Now, that is exactly what I expected class. I’d like you to split into groups of four and discuss your thoughts on how the Program has been implemented here so far, and what you expect to happen by Friday.” Emanuel watched as the two nearest people turned to face him and Allison.

 

“I did some research as soon as my friend Amanda found out she was going to be in it and told me. It seems that in some schools it has been immensely successful, and in others a complete disaster, being held responsible for a lot of psychological damages. So far it seems we’ve fared well, considering that Edward is the only casualty. On the other hand I’ve heard rumors that some students have started to feel uncomfortable about sitting in seats where program participants clearly have sat,” said the tall blonde.

 

“Maybe the girls feel that way. My friends fight over who gets the chairs with girl juices on them. They view those chairs and any objects used to clean them up as an added bonus,” the other guy said.

 

“That’s disgusting!” Allison exclaimed.

 

Emanuel spoke next. “I think it’s about time they started the Program. Look at society – sex is idolized in movies and television, yet condemned by religious institutions and our families. The result is that sex becomes a vital part of lives that we cannot fulfill.”

 

Allison replied, “True, but at the same time, I don’t think we as a culture are ready for it yet. The Program strikes me as a very extreme solution to this attitude problem.”

 

Emanuel smiled at Allison, responding, “I have one more thing to say about this, and then we should get back on topic. I believe that the Program is the only solution right now. There are so many barriers today to healthy sexuality today that any other solution would take at least half a century to work. Anyway, I will admit this could have been better implemented.”

 

“That I agree with” Allison responded. “I’m sure there’s something they could supply us with to shield us from the cold plastic” she added.

 

“Maybe towels would work,” Emanuel suggested.

 

“And maybe whistles so that assaults don’t happen” Allison replied.

 

He smiled at her, and kissed her lightly on the lips.

 

Allison

 

Allison smiled back, and gently took Emanuel’s hand in hers. She heard a loud fake cough from nearby, and quickly pulled her hand away, while flashing Emanuel an apologetic look. He nodded his head in understanding, and as he did she breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly looked up front, making sure the teacher hadn’t noticed. As she did, she noticed a girl enter and hand a slip of paper to the teacher. That note probably asks for me she thought. A moment later she noticed the teacher stare at her and smile. Allison nodded and grabbed her books as she got up. The teacher’s smile grew.

 

Sweetheart, Mr Litski wants to see me for some reason. I’ll keep you informed she thought.

 

Thanks Ally he thought back, adding aloud, “I have those brochures to give you at lunch.”

 

What about this morning? she thought.

 

I’ll explain that too he replied.

 

Allison walked to the front of the room, ignoring the hoots and finger waving of her classmates. “I’m guessing Mr. Litski wants to see me right away,” she said softly to the teacher.

 

“Quite correct Ms Kirse. If he finishes with you before the period is over, please head to your next class.” Allison sighed and looked at the girl who was waiting for her. She started to follow her as the girl quietly started out of the room. They walked in silence for a few moments. Allison broke it, asking, “Do you have any idea what he wants to talk to me about.”

 

“I don’t know” the girl responded, adding, “I don’t think he’ll need more than ten minutes with you.” They continued on their way, the silence returning. The girl finally broke it, asking nervously, “Can I confide something in you?”

 

Allison looked at her a little surprised, then responded, “Umm… sure. But before you do, why me?”

 

The girl looked around nervously, responding, “None of my friends who are girls would understand, and the guys can’t possibly help me.”

 

“Sure, go ahead” Allison replied uncertainly.

 

“Well, I think I might be a lesbian, but I’m not sure. I have friends who are boys, who I’ve seen naked a few times. For some reason they don’t excite me.”

 

“And what do you feel when you look at me?” She watched with wonder as the girl slowly looked at her more closely.

 

“A tingly feeling, almost like someone is running an electrical current through my body.”

 

“I’d say chances are good you’re a lesbian,” Allison replied.

 

“Would you allow me to try touching you a little after you finish with the Vice-Principal?” the girl asked nervously.

 

That’s the ultimate sin she suddenly thought. It’s no worse than letting Manny touch me she thought a few times, banishing the negative thought. “Only if my boyfriend can watch. You might be able to teach him a new trick or two.” She watched the girl gulp nervously. Would you be okay watching a girl play with me Manny? she thought.

 

Sure he replied adding, it’ll be a great learning experience.

 

“Umm, okay I suppose. I’ll ask Mr. Litski to call him to the office when he’s done with you,” the girl responded, still a little nervous.

 

They stopped for a moment outside Mr Litski’s office. Allison peeked in the open door, trying to see what kind of a mood he was in. Blank? she thought, as a peculiar look crossed his face. She started trying to analyze it when he seemed to notice her, saying “Ms Kirse, do come in. Don’t worry, you’re not in trouble.”

 

“Yes sir,” she replied nervously as quietly entered. She sat down, and finally realized what his face meant, as the girl whispered something into his ear.

 

“I don’t see the point, but I’ll grant your request,” he replied to her, handing her a piece of paper. Allison watched as the girl left quickly.

 

Allison gulped nervously as he turned back to her. “Ms Kirse, you know how I dislike being coerced into ordering something. However, this is one of those times. The school counselor believes you need to see her once a day, and the Principal has agreed with her. As a result, you will be seeing her every day for the rest of the year in place of your English class. Don’t worry, you will receive credit for it.”

 

“That hardly seems necessary Mr. Litski. I’m getting the problem under control with very limited outside help.”

 

“While I agree with you Ms Kirse, my hand is forced.”

 

She sighed softly, wondering if there was any way out of this. As she did, he started to speak again.

 

“What I am about to say stays in this room. While Mrs. Benerdon claims her motive is protecting your mental health, I believe otherwise. I believe she and the counselor are planning on encouraging and brainwashing you into becoming an advocate for their side. I also believe they would go so far as to induce another breakdown, which they can then use to shut the program down for good.”

 

Allison looked at him doubtfully, thinking for a moment, It’s plausible, and while I can see Mrs. Benerdon willing to go that far, I can’t say the same for Ms. Leden. She may be an obstinate, stubborn woman, but she’s certainly not an amateur.

 

I disagree with you on that precious one. She only has a BS in psych, not a MS or PHD like professional psychologists. Also, she’s not a member of the APA Emanuel replied.

 

Tell me then sweetheart, why does that matter?

 

Because, my precious one, being part a member of the APA includes a code of ethics. Although said code of ethics does not explicitly include a cause no harm clause, it’s held as common sense. Since she is not an APA member, she is not held by that code of ethics, and thus may not follow the cause no harm ideal.

 

She gulped nervously as Emanuel thought this to her.

 

“Since you seem to believe me Ms. Kirse, I’d like to make a recommendation to you, if you don’t mind.”

 

“I don’t mind sir,” she responded.

 

“If you do feel you need outside help, find someone outside of the school. Someone good, someone professional.”

 

“May I ask sir, how she came to work here?”

 

“Well, to be quite honest, she doesn’t even have her counseling degree. Mrs. Benerdon saw fit to hire her about five years ago. Bear in mind, no other school in the state was willing to take her. I still don’t quite understand why Benerdon hired her.” Allison watched his eyes migrate up to the clock on one of the walls as he said this. “Ms. Kirse, since third period is almost up, you might as well just sit here until fourth starts,” he stated, adding, “Laura, good of you to return so promptly. Please explain why you had me call Mr. Lopez away from his class.”

 

Allison stood up, her eyes locking with Emanuel’s, smiling as she did. “Well, I made a request of Allison, and she granted it on the condition her boyfriend could watch. It’s something I want to do in some privacy sir,” Laura replied nervously.

 

“Is this request within the rules of the program, or a personal request, something better left for after school?” he asked.

 

“The former sir,” Laura replied, a nervous tone still in her voice.

 

“Very well then, you may use the back room of this office, but only until the end of the period.”

 

Allison looked up at the clock, realizing they had plenty of time. She started towards the door to the back room when she heard Emanuel’s voice speak up, “May I make a request sir?” She breathed a sigh of relief as Mr. Litski’s face remained blank. “Very well, go ahead Mr. Lopez.”

 

“I know what the Principal has ordered, and I’d like to be there with Allison at her sessions.”

 

“I’ll grant your request, but I’m curious as to how you know about it. However, I have a feeling you’re not going to tell me anyway.”

 

“Sir, even if I did tell you, you wouldn’t believe me.”

 

“Mr. Lopez, be aware you will be granted the same exception Ms. Kirse is receiving.”

 

“Thank you sir.”

 

Allison looked at Emanuel, smiling nervously. Are you sure you’re okay with what we’re about to do? she thought.

 

I’m sure precious, and I can give you three reasons he replied.

 

And they are?

 

He turned to her smiling, responding, One – it’s one of my fantasies. Two – I get to learn how a woman approaches pleasing a woman. Three – you have a chance to help Laura, and that’s as good a reason as any other.

 

Allison started to open her mouth to respond when Mr. Litski turned to her, saying, “if you want sufficient time to do whatever it is you plan on doing, I suggest you start soon.”

 

Allison looked over at Emanuel, then over at Laura and made her way into the back room. She shuddered for a moment, feeling the nervousness radiate off of Laura. She stepped in the room, looking closely around it, spotting a large couch as she did. She watched as Laura and Emanuel entered moments later. “I’m going to sit down on the couch Laura, and you can start whenever you’re ready,” she said gently to the almost petrified girl. She smiled at Emanuel as she sat down, trying to hide her own nervousness as he closed and locked the door.

 

She watched as Laura approached cautiously. “Is there anywhere you don’t want me to touch?” the girl asked, still as nervous as she was before as she sat down next to Allison.

 

“Yes, actually. I don’t want your fingers or mouth in or too close to my ass” Allison replied instinctively. Manny, did I say what I think I just did? she thought as Laura responded, “I wouldn’t want anyone touching me there either.”

 

Yes Ally, you did say ass, and it kind of turned me on Emanuel responded.

 

Allison smiled as she received this, looking deep into his eyes.

 

“One last question,” Laura started a second later. “Can I kiss you? I want to see if kissing a girl does anything for me.”

 

Allison looked at Emanuel a second, silently asking his permission.

 

He shot a look back that read, ‘only if you want to’.

 

She nodded her head realizing he probably wanted her to, but was respecting her feelings first. “Okay, but if I touch your shoulder I want you to stop,” she responded.

 

“Understood,” Laura responded.

 

Allison watched as moments later Laura started to lean in closer. Time seemed to slow as Allison’s focus turned towards Laura’s approaching lips. She took a deep breath and held it as their lips met. Allison felt as Laura started out gently and quickly increased to a level of passion almost equal to Emanuel’s kisses. Allison focused on the sensation, and what seemed like hours later, she felt Laura break the kiss. “Wow” Allison heard Laura say softly as she looked at Allison’s breasts. “I’m afraid to continue. I don’t want to hurt you Allison,” Laura continued.

 

Allison sighed, responding, “I’ll tell you if you’re hurting me,” as she placed Laura’s hands on her breasts.

 

“But how will I know if I’m pleasing you right?”

 

Allison sighed again. “Don’t worry about pleasing me. You’ll know if you are, and if you can’t, that’s part of why my boyfriend is here,” she responded, smiling to Emanuel as she said it.

 

As he smiled back, Allison watched Laura’s hands start to gently massage her breasts. She closed her eyes, and let herself focus on the feelings coursing through her body. Over the next few moments, she felt her nose start to itch and a sharp pain start in  her lower back, but did not feel Laura’s hands. Then, all of a sudden, she felt the familiar pressure start. She gasped as Laura found just the right amount.

 

This is the ultimate sexual sin she suddenly thought, and she quickly focused back on the feelings, almost completely ignoring the thought. She increased the focus little by little, until it went completely silent. Just as she accomplished this, she felt the pressure stop on one of her breasts.

 

A moment later, it was replaced by a new sensation, a strange but somewhat familiar one. She focused on this sensation, realizing it felt like her nipple was being gently pulled on by a suction cup, and released. A few moments later, she realized that Laura was doing what the Shakespeare boys had done, and that Laura was much better at it than they were.

 

You’re getting quite wet my precious. Laura must be really good she heard Emanuel think.

 

True sweetheart, but she has the advantage of knowing how her own body works, and thus is better at reading my reactions she replied back. Just as this thought crossed her mind, she felt Laura bite down gently on the nipple and Allison let out a surprised gasp. She breathed in quickly, and was a little surprised when she felt herself become more turned on.

 

After a few more moments of this, she thought forcefully to Emanuel, If you’re not paying really close attention right now Manny, I’ll give you blue balls until they fall off.

 

Don’t worry precious, I am. I’m even taking notes.

 

Allison started to think of a response, then nearly fainted as an intense orgasm washed over her.

 

“I’m going to do two more things, okay Allison,” she heard Laura ask a moment later.

 

“Sure… no problem,” she replied shakily, still feeling the aftereffects of the orgasm. As she said this she felt a strange cold feeling take over her body. This is wrong. Really, really wrong she thought as Laura started to gently rub her finger up and down Allison’s vaginal slit. No, it’s harmless and feels really really good she started to think, hoping to dispel the negative thought quickly.

 

She repeated the thought several times, becoming worried as she started to slip into her old safe place. Manny! I need your hand quick she thought strongly. A moment later she felt his hand in hers, and breathed a sigh of relief as she stopped slipping. She opened her eyes for a moment, noticing a strange look pass over Laura’s face.

 

She quickly shot a glance at her, saying as sternly as she could, “You stop, you die”. She closed her eyes again, focusing on the gentle pressure and the pleasure it was causing. She felt her breathing become a little heavier, and heard soft moans escaping from her lips. She felt another hand move down her body slowly. She split her focus between this new sensation and the familiar one of Laura’s finger. Suddenly, a few moments later, she felt a finger begin to massage her clitoris. She heard her moans grow louder.

 

Allison let her focus slip for a second, thinking, This girl really knows what she’s doing. She wondered if Laura was going to try anything else quickly, then returned her focus back to the feelings. She realized the answer was yes a moment later as she felt something wet and smooth move around her vaginal opening. She gasped as it found its’ way past her lips and started to circle around. She tried for a few moments to figure out what it was, and found her thoughts interrupted as she yelled out, “Yes… yes… yes… don’t stop.” She felt a familiar touch start to massage her clitoris as well. Suddenly, moments later she felt an orgasm start to build up. A few more excruciatingly good moments later, she heard a loud scream come out of her mouth as a massive wave of pleasure exploded and pulsated throughout her body. She opened her eyes a little while later as the last of it seemed to pass, seeing Laura and Emanuel’s smiling faces.

 

Emanuel

 

Emanuel watched as Allison started to open her mouth, and instantly fell asleep. “Wow, I didn’t think it’s possible for an orgasm to knock someone out,” he said quietly to Laura, quickly adding, “You did one hell of a job.”

 

Laura looked back at him, replying, “I believe your help at the end significantly increased its’ power.”

 

He looked back at Allison’s sleeping form, gazing at her lovingly for a few moments. He turned back to Laura, asking, “Did you get the answers you were seeking?”

 

“Kind of,” she replied. “I now know without a doubt that I’m attracted to women; everything I did made me increasingly horny. But looking at you is doing the same to a lesser extent.”

 

Emanuel thought for a moment, smiling as the idea came to him. “Maybe then you wouldn’t mind if I helped you get off,” he suggested.

 

“You want practice, don’t you?” she asked back, only slightly surprised.

 

“Kind of. I understand the theory of what you were doing, but I’m afraid I’ll be too rough without some practice. You can teach me exactly what works for you – that seemed to work so well for my Ally.” He watched a little nervously as she thought for a moment.

 

“Sure, why not?” she finally replied a few moments later.

 

I’ll just wait until she realizes what she needs to do before I can start he thought with a smile.

 

A moment later she looked at him nervously. “I need to get naked, don’t I?” she said nervously.

 

“Yes, you certainly do. Don’t worry, I won’t judge you.”

 

He watched with great interest as she quietly started by removing her shirt, revealing a white lace bra holding in largish breasts. “C cups, right?” he asked gently.

 

  “Right. I wish they were smaller though,” she responded, looking down at them a little unhappily. He watched her remove her jeans as she said this, revealing matching panties. He saw the nervous look cross her face and said, “You have a beautiful figure.”

 

She smiled as she heard him, confidently removing her bra as she did, revealing her creamy white breasts.

 

Wow he thought, those are some nice nipples. He lost his control of his eyes for a few moments and started to stare at them.

 

“My nipples are too big, aren’t they,” she said a moment later, the nervousness back in her voice.

 

He broke the stare and replied gently, “No, they’re beautiful. I was admiring them.” He looked over them again, admiring their dollar-coin size pink areolas and dime sized nipples.

 

She started to remove her panties, then stopped and looked at him. “Could you look away a moment? I’ll feel more comfortable that way.”

 

“Sure,” he replied, feeling slightly confused, and focused his eyes on her face. He admired her cute nose and green eyes framed by shoulder length red hair.

 

As he finished she said a little nervously, “Okay, you can look now.”

 

He slowly looked down her body, taking in every detail as he did. His eyes finally caught sight of her vaginal slit, framed by well trimmed red hair.

 

He stood up and pulled out a comfortable chair, placing it near where she had just sat down. “Where do you want me to begin first?” he asked gently.

 

“Start with my breasts, and go from there.”

 

He pulled forward and started to gently massage her breasts.

 

After a few moments, she stopped his hands with hers, saying, “You can use more pressure than that. Just keep increasing and I’ll tell you when you’re perfect.” He slowly started to increase the strength he was using, and after a few seconds he heard a moan escape from her lips.

 

“Right there” she said commandingly. He continued fondling her until she looked at him, saying, “Okay, now move on to playing with my nipples.”

 

He grabbed each nipple between a pair of fingers and began to gently twist them back and forth. After a few moments of this, she looked at him, saying, “I don’t know who taught you this, but it feels really good.”

 

He smiled and replied softly, “Feel free to guide me if you wish.” He watched her eyes travel up and down his body, finally stopping at his lips, looking at them with great interest. He looked at her, a puzzled look on his face. He watched her sigh then make a sucking motion, finally realizing what she wanted.

 

He lowered his lips down to her left nipple, taking it in his mouth and gently started to suck on it. “Harder. I’ll let you know when you’re perfect.” He started to suck with more force. A few moments later, he heard her cry out, “Perfect!” He continued sucking as he massaged her right breast. “The other,” he heard her say in between soft moans.

 

As he changed breasts, he felt Allison’s thoughts start to stir. Try gently nibbling it she thought weakly to him a moment later.

 

He started to nibble, and within a few moments smiled internally as sounds of confusion turned into cries of, “Don’t stop!.”

 

What next he thought to Allison.

 

Start to gently rub your finger up and down her slit like you did to me this morning she replied.

 

He took his right hand down to her vaginal slit. He ran his finger down it, wondering for a moment if Allison’s would also feel this way. He ran the finger back up, hearing a loud gasp from Laura as he did.

 

Now, continue to do this another minute or so, then stick two fingers in gently and slowly As soon as you’re in all the way, pull them out gently. Repeat this, speeding up or slowing down according to how far and fast her body rises to meet your thrusts Allison continued, much stronger now.

 

I figured that much Ally he replied.

 

He continued rubbing Laura’s slit gently, eventually stopping upon the entrance to the interior of her vagina. He gently pushed his pointer and middle finger in. As he pulled them out a moment later, Laura cried out, “So good… don’t stop.” He continued to thrust his fingers in and out, feeling her body rise and fall to meet him.

 

After a few more moments Allison thought again, Now , stop thrusting and move those two fingers around in a circular motion as deeply as you can without hurting her. At the same time take your right thumb and rub her clitoris in the same direction.

 

As he did this, he felt Laura start to shudder, and felt her already wet vagina become wetter.

 

“It’s like you’re reading my mind,” Laura said in between deep breaths as he continued.

 

Now, stop nibbling that nipple and lick her clitoris instead Allison thought.

 

He pulled his mouth off of Laura’s nipple and breathed a deep breath, quickly lowering his head down to her crotch. He breathed in one last time, taking in her scent as he did. He felt a little surprised as his penis responded by getting a little harder. He smiled for a moment, pulling away his thumb and quickly started to lick her clitoris.

 

“Oh… wow!” Laura said between moans as he continued.

 

Okay, now stop and resume using your finger on her clit, and use your tongue in a similar motion to what your fingers are doing now.

 

He stopped licking, taking a deep breath as his thumb resumed rubbing Laura’s clitoris. He removed his other two fingers as he lined up his mouth to her opening, quickly pushing his tongue in and moving it around in a circular motion.

 

“I’m… cum… ming …” he heard Laura scream a few moments later. Just a second later, his mouth got flooded by a strange liquid as a massive orgasm rocked Laura’s body.

 

He waited a few seconds until her body stopped shaking, then swallowed the liquid that had built up in his mouth. He realized it tasted kind of similar to Allison’s juices. Uhm … Ally, did I just make her do what I think I did? he thought.

 

Yes you did, and I want you to do the same to me later she replied back.

 

He smiled, thinking back, Of course, I would do anything to please my Ally. He watched a big smile emerge on her face. He turned around, looking at Laura, who had just fallen asleep a few moments earlier, and smiled as she started to stir.

 

Assured that she was okay, he got up and walked towards Allison, sitting down next to her. He turned to face her, looked deep into her eyes and said quietly, “You’ll never forget this day now precious one.” He watched in puzzlement as a devious grin appeared on her face.

 

He started to open his mouth, but it was quickly closed as she locked lips with him in a passionate kiss. And I’m going to make sure you don’t either sweetheart she thought to him seductively. As the kiss continued, he started to wonder how she would accomplish this in the brief amount of time they had left.

 

A few moments later he realized how, as Allison broke their kiss and lowered her head towards his now semi-erect penis. He opened his mouth to ask her if she was sure she wanted to do this, but closed it as his penis disappeared into her mouth. He gasped in pleasure as her head lifted and fell, touching his lower head each time. He closed his eyes and focused on the sensations going through his body. He smiled as Allison continued to bob up and down, her lips tightly wrapped around his hardening penis.

 

Open your eyes Allison thought to him.

 

Opening his eyes, he saw Allison’s mouth now holding half of his now fully erect penis. You’re deepthroating me he thought.

 

A moment later she replied, Trying to anyway.

 

He excitedly watched her continue to try, each time getting more and more of him in her mouth. He felt her choke a little as she had two inches of his eight left to go.

 

“Don’t kill yourself trying to take all of me, Ally precious. Do what you feel you can, and stop when you need to,” he said quickly, realizing she might have a very strong stubborn streak. He chuckled a little at her attempt at a smile as he said this, before resuming her motions.

 

A few moments later, he saw Laura start to stir. As he did, Allison seemed to ask “Are you ready to cum?” as she continued to suck him. Instead, it came out as gibberish.

 

“Yes, my precious Ally, maybe one more minute of this and I’ll be there,” he groaned. He watched as Laura wandered over, seemingly curious about what Allison was doing. Laura flashed a look at him, and he realized a moment later what she wanted. He sent a look back at her, hoping that both girls would understand what he meant. He realized a few seconds later that Allison had caught the look, and interpreted it correctly as she sped up her movements.

 

Laura kneeled down next to Allison just as he realized a few more bobs of Allison’s head would send him over the edge. He watched in surprise as Allison lifted her head completely off of him. He started to open his mouth again, ready to say something when Allison started to gently lick the head of his penis. He felt the familiar eruption start as a few spurts of his cum landed in Allison’s mouth. He watched as she quickly pointed his still shooting penis at her breasts, letting each of them get covered with what cum remained. He started to close his eyes to relax a moment when she shook her head. He smiled as Laura gently licked all of the cum off Allison’s breasts. He smiled again at Allison as she beamed back at him.

 

Laura quickly stood up and started over to where her clothes lay, saying quietly “We should get going. Fourth period should be starting soon.”

 

Just as she said this Mr. Litski walked in, and Emanuel watched the look of shock appear on the still naked Laura’s face. “Actually, I’d prefer you all stay here for fourth period. I need to speak to Laura about something, and you two need all the rest you can get after that session,” he said quickly. Laura blushed a deep red Emanuel observed, while he felt rather calm. He realized Allison seemed to feel the same way. He watched with split attention as Allison got up and sat next to him and Laura turned around and started to get dressed. He watched the red in Laura’s face deepen as Mr. Litski put a hand on her shoulder, saying gently but firmly, “There’s no need for that yet Laura. Let’s talk first, and then you can get dressed if you need to.” He watched as Laura’s lips began to quiver. Mr. Litski started to head back into the main room, and Laura followed quickly behind, the nervousness in her was clearly visible with every step she took.

 

He turned his focus to Allison, who was looking at him longingly, a question clearly on her face. He realized what she wanted, and looked deeply in her eyes, saying gently, “From now on my precious Ally, you don’t need to ask to do that.” He gently took her in his arms, resting her head on his shoulder and taking her right hand in his left.

 

She smiled brightly, whispering “Thank you Manny.” They sat in blissful silence for a few minutes. He watched as her mouth opened for a moment. She seemed to pause for a second, and asked softly, “Does this mean we’re a couple now?”

 

He thought for just a moment, then replied, “I’d like us to be one. It’s up to you.” She smiled at him again and started kissing him passionately. He kissed back just as passionately. Upon breaking the kiss a few minutes later he said happily, “I’ll take that as a yes.” She smiled at him again, then motioned for him to lay down. He did, laying with his back against the back of the couch. He wrapped his arms around her as she lay down next to him. He smiled as he felt the warmth emanating off of her body, and smelled her lilac scented hair. He felt tiredness overcome him as he fell asleep.

 

What seemed like only a moment later, he heard the door open, and heard someone enter. “They’re sleeping alright. Spooning I believe it’s called, one hand on her stomach, and the other arm under her head,” he heard Laura say.

 

He wondered for a moment who she was talking to, but realized quickly that Mr. Litski was the only option. “Manny, I think Laura needs to talk with us about something,” Allison said softly as she turned to face him.

 

“Okay then, lets call her in,” he replied as softly, giving her a quick kiss. He was about to speak when he heard Mr. Litski say, “They’re both awake Laura. Best speak to them now before they fall back asleep.”

 

He started to get up as Laura entered the room. She shook her head, saying politely, “Stay the way you are. No need to be formal around me now, and I think Allison would kill you if you do try to move.”

 

He watched as Allison looked at him, smiling with a slightly evil smile. “So, what is it you need to talk to us about?” he asked nervously, gently stroking Allison’s soft skin as he did.

 

“Mr. Litski’s offered me the chance to volunteer for a week in the program. If I do, not only is my required week taken care of, but I’ll receive extra credit,” Laura started. “I’m nervous though that I’ll end up like poor Edward,” she finished.

 

He thought about saying something, but as he did Allison thought, Let me handle this one. He stopped stroking her skin, and moved his hand towards hers.

 

No, keep doing what you were doing she thought to him.

 

“You have nothing to worry about there. Edward freaked out just from people seeing him naked, but you’ve let myself, Manny and Mr. Litski see all of you. Also, you didn’t freak when Manny was touching you earlier. You’ll be fine, and you’ll definitely get a lot out of your week. Besides, you may even find yourself a significant other.” Emanuel smiled as Allison said this, and kissed the back of her neck sweetly a few times.

 

“You’re right, and even if I don’t get anything else out of it, I’ll get my week done early,” Laura cheerfully responded. Emanuel watched happily as Laura walked towards Mr. Litski, nodding her head. He turned his focus back to snuggling with his Allison. He felt his eyes get heavy again, but as they did, he felt for a split second as if they shared the same spirit, feeling her peace intertwine with his.

 

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