Elaine - Naked In School

Chapter 3

TUESDAY

I woke up so excited I had to force myself to calm down. I could hardly wait to get to school and I got there early.

There were quite a few boys there already though and I saw the boy I’d been in the shower with yesterday.

"You want to undress me and show me how to make you cum?" I asked him.

He nearly tore my blouse undoing the buttons and he soon had me naked.

He wrapped my hand around his cock. It felt nice and I loved the way it got harder and bigger in my hand.

"Squeeze a bit harder," he said.

I pulled the skin on it up and down, then played with his balls, then back to his cock again.

"Keep up a rhythm," he said. "A bit faster. That’s it."

I could see his face pull into a really odd expression and then he came all over my hand.

Lucy had arrived and some boys were asking to fuck her. When she said "No", they came to me.

"Hey, Elaine. Is it true you’ll do anything?"

"Later in the week."

"So what will you do now?"

"What do you want me to do now?"

"How about a blowjob?"

"Hang on a sec."

I went over to Lucy, whispered something to her. She giggled and said, "Yes, okay."

"Okay. Guys, you want a blowjob, you’ve gotta go down on us first. When we think you’re good enough, you get a blowjob."

We lay on the grass holding hands as the first two guys started to work on us.

I didn’t have a lot to compare my guy to, as he was my first, but he definitely wasn’t as good as Lucy. He held me wide open, catching and pulling a hair, and tried ramming his tongue in as far as it could go. When that didn’t seem to get me going, he sucked on my clit so hard it actually hurt a bit.

When I didn’t seem to be reacting much, he got the message and started being gentler. And he kept going, until I felt myself tense up on his tongue, but it was thinking about giving my first blowjob that really made me cum, more than anything he was doing.

His turn. I sat up. "I’ve never done this before, so you’ll have to tell me if I’m doing okay."

I swear he got harder at that!

I held his cock as I had held the other one. I opened my mouth, then a wicked thought crossed my mind. I pursed my lips and began to gently blow on the tip, then "blew" down to his balls.

"Er, a blowjob isn’t really blowing," he protested.

I looked up trying to look sweet and innocent, which isn’t easy when you’re naked and holding an erect cock in your hand about two inches from your mouth. "Really?" I asked, batting my eyelids at him.

Everyone laughed. "Bitch," he laughed with them, "I think I’ve just been wound up. Come on now, or we’ll be out of time."

I poked my tongue out and ran it around the tip of his cock. He put his head back. I opened wide (my mouth for once!) and closed it over his cock, taking care NOT to scratch him with my teeth.

It felt lovely just holding him in my mouth, but I knew we were short of time. So I began sucking him and playing with him with my tongue. I worked him in and out, like a handjob.

Soon he came in my mouth, and although I’d been expecting it, I wasn’t ready for it. Some went down the wrong way and I started coughing.

"Sorry," he said, concerned. "I forgot to tell you I was cumming."

"It’s okay," I spluttered, kissing him on the tip to prove it.

"Thanks, That was okay for a first."

As he walked away, I laughed. Hardly top marks, but I knew I’d get better.

Lucy had finished her blowjob before me and he’d cum on her face. Trevor was being wanked by some younger girl and looked at Lucy with a disgusted look on his face.

Or was it? I wondered.

Lucy read my thoughts. "He doesn’t want me any more, but he hates it if I go with anyone else."

"He needs a good lesson," I replied, "and I think I’ve got an idea."

As I walked to my first class it suddenly occurred to me, I’d given my first handjob, and my first blowjob, and I didn’t know either of their names. In a weird way that felt kind of good and gave me an idea.

Obviously one of my better days. Two ideas in five minutes!

Tuesday morning I had double double dull as I used to call it. Double Maths, followed by double Geography. Everyone hated double lessons as we missed the five-minute break in the middle. Today I hated it even more than usual as I had to miss two lots of Requests. To make up for it, they usually let us out of a double lesson a few minutes early.

So in the middle break as soon as class was dismissed I jumped onto a table. "Okay, boys, I’ll all yours. No fucking, but you can do anything else, so long as you stop if I say stop. Don’t waste time."

They didn’t need asking twice. Girls, if you’ve never tried it with a cock in your mouth, a cock in each hand, a mouth on each boob and a mouth on your pussy, you’ve just got to. It’s ace.

I thought I was just about ready to cum when Mr. Thompson walked in. "Aren’t you all supposed to be elsewhere? I’ve got a class in here and the bell went nearly two minutes ago."

SHIT! Mr. Thompson, you’re a nice guy, but you have no idea how much I hated you at that moment.

To make matters worse, as I was five minutes late for Geography the old geezer wouldn’t let me have relief.

Mr. Crawley, who had inevitably already been christened "Creepy", had come out of retirement to fill in temporarily until a permanent replacement could be found for that bastard, Graham. He’d obviously been briefed on the Program rules, but I bet he didn’t have much experience of it.

In the first period I sat with my legs open, my hand "accidentally" straying down to scratch an itch. If I was gonna need relief and be denied it, I’d damn well make him wish he could get relief as well.

Mandy, a girl who sat next to me, leaned over and whispered, "Don’t bother, he won’t fancy you."

Offended, I said (too loudly), "Why not? He’s a man, isn’t he?"

Everyone looked at me and Mandy whispered back, "He’s gay."

Oops. Now everyone was staring at me again, including Mr. Crawley.

"Is there something I can help you with, Miss… er?"

"No," I said quickly. "It’s okay, thank you."

Those who had been close enough to overhear Mandy and me burst out laughing.

"As you seem able to disrupt the class even from your desk, perhaps you can come up here and write on the board the features of valleys formed by ice flows."

Gay or not, he wasn’t looking at my face when I was standing in front of him, so I made sure that I dropped my chalk a few times and had to bend right over, with my bum towards him of course.

After the second time, he commented, "You know, you’re wasting your time. I’m sure you’d get a much more appreciative audience if you faced the board when you do that."

Half the girls in the class giggled, NOT what I had intended at all.

I couldn’t resist one final "drop", though, this time with my bum towards the class.

"Now that we’ve got that out of the way, perhaps we could return to the subject of Geography?" Mr. Crawley asked, though he did have a smile on his face.

When I finally got out of that class, I raced to the dining hall and waited for Trevor to arrive. "Why are you standing here?" asked Lucy when she got there.

"I’m waiting for Trevor," I answered.

"Why?" She screwed up her nose.

"Not telling."

She shrugged her shoulders and walked off, though not too far, I noticed.

When Trevor arrived I was ready with "Reasonable Request! I want to play with your cock."

"You can’t. You’re IN the Program. And I don’t have to do Requests until after lunch."

"It doesn’t say I can’t. Anyway, I want to practise my blowjob techniques, so I can’t ask anyone else."

I heard someone yell out, "You can ask me anytime!" but I ignored him.

"So are you really telling me you don’t want a blowjob?"

Trevor brightened up at the thought of a blowjob, so I knelt down and took him into my mouth.

Got to get this right, I thought.

I concentrated on listening to his breathing, then, "Okay, thanks. I think I’ve got the hang of it now."

"What?" he screamed at me.

"That’s for being such a bastard to Lucy on her first Program week, and being so snotty to her again this morning." And I walked off, carefully NOT looking back, but being satisfied with the laughter and with hearing him call me "Bitch" to my back.

Lucy has laughing so much she had tears running down her face. "That was brill. He can’t even get relief for nearly an hour, unless someone offers it to him."

I got my lunch and we sat down together.

I ate as quickly as possible, then got on the table. "I need relief right now," I yelled to all and sundry. "Who wants to bring me off?"

It’s a good job I was already sitting down or I’d have been knocked over in the stampede.

I had expected someone to lick me out, but this guy just started fingering me, and fuck, he was good. I would have asked him who’d taught him, but I couldn’t speak after about the first fifteen seconds.

It’s lucky nobody asked to fuck me after he’d finished because I’d probably have just murmured something and they’d have taken it as consent.

Lucy did have someone licking her out and it was a girl! While I recovered from my orgasm, I watched this girl get Lucy far more worked up than I’d ever seen her, then let her calm down, then work her up again. Finally Lucy grabbed the girl’s head, forcing it into her crotch, and the girl licked and fingered her something crazy until Lucy came with a scream.

And I do mean a scream! As in SCREAM!

As in, Mr. Thompson and Mrs. Wright came rushing over to see what was wrong type of scream.

"It’s okay," I told them. "She’s just happy!"

The girl got up from Lucy, and I saw her put something into her pocket. "Hey, what’s your name?"

"Charlie, why?"

"Can you do me like that tomorrow?"

She thought about it. "Why not after school tonight?" Her eyes twinkled as she added, "But only if you do me first."

I didn’t even have to think about it. "Sure. Where?"

"West goal on Football Pitch 1. Don’t be late."

The afternoon flew by in a blur. Why? Don’t ask silly questions. Let’s just say I don’t even remember what RRs I had, and I’d have to look at my timetable to see which lessons I had too.

Final bell and I ran to the football pitch.

The goalmouth was a bit muddy.

By the time Charlie arrived, the area was surrounded by boys who’d come to watch. And a few girls as well.

"Oh dear," she said. "I think it’s too muddy. We’ll have to go home and do it."

There were groans of disappointment all round.

"Unless some of you boys could lend us your jumpers to put on the muddy ground."

Now I don’t have to tell you that the ground was soon covered with jumpers, do I?

"Why did you pick here?" I asked.

"We get an audience, but the nets keep them away on three sides," she explained. Good answer, I thought.

"Okay," she said, pulling her skirt up and lying down. She wasn’t wearing knickers. "Ready?"

"I guess. But why don’t you show me how first, then I’ll be able to do you better."

She chuckled at that. "By the time I’ve finished with you, you won’t be able to stand or do anything."

Oh my god! Just the thought was making me wet.

I got down between her legs and held her wide open. I gently licked her lips, before lightly flicking her clit with my tongue. I put my tongue into her for a bit, until she said, "Your tongue on my clit again, and use your fingers too."

It was a bit awkward trying to finger her with two fingers while I was licking her clit, but she wasn’t complaining.

"Don’t," she said. "I mean, don’t stop. You stop now and I’ll kill you."

That raised a laugh from our audience, so I carried on. I was determined not to take my head away when she came, and when she did, I licked up every last drop.

I was pleased with myself because it took her a minute or so before she got up and said, "Not bad for a beginner."

We swapped places and I braced myself. Or tried to. Believe me, nothing prepares you for Charlie.

She started by kissing me (on the mouth). "Hmm. I love the taste of my pussy when I’ve cum," she said, licking my lips and cheeks.

Then she worked her way down my neck, my armpits (yes, armpits!), and really went to town on my poor helpless little nipples, which quickly became poor helpless big nipples with her help.

After a brief pause at my belly button, she skipped the rest and took off my shoes to start on my toes. Rather her than me, after I’d been walking around all day, but she managed to get me even wetter just licking between my toes.

Putting my legs further apart, she licked my thighs, one at a time, then, without warning dived onto my pussy, with two or three fingers in me sending me crazy while her tongue danced around and over my clit.

She pulled me open wider and something hard went into me. It vibrated right against my g-spot, but she still kept on alternately fingering me and licking my clit.

"Oh, Oh, OH," I gasped.

She took the thing out. "Had enough?" she grinned evilly.

I shook my head, unable to make my mouth work.

She carried on for a while (I don’t know how long, a month maybe?), then stopped again.

"That enough now?"

The bitch was playing me, I thought, then everything went black.

When I came round, she had gone and so had most of the audience. Lucy was standing close by, grinning down at me, and the boys whose jumpers I was still lying on were waiting for their jumpers.

Lucy helped me up, and believe me, I needed help.

"What WAS that thing?" I asked weakly.

"Some sort of vibrator," she answered.

In case you think I’m exaggerating about the effect it had on me, Lucy had to call me a taxi to get me home. I’m sure I left the taxi reeking of fresh pussy.