Tina - Naked In Teacher Training College

Chapter 7

SATURDAY

Something was tickling my arm, so I opened my eyes. Henry was sitting on the bed looking at me while he stroked my arm and he was naked.

"What are you doing?"

"I was just watching you sleep. You’re beautiful when you’re asleep."

"Meaning I’m not normally?" I asked. I’m always grouchy when I wake up.

"Whoa! Are you always ready to attack when you wake up? That’s not what I meant. It’s just you looked so peaceful. I didn’t want to wake you."

"So why did you?" This was friendlier as I yawned my way through it.

"I didn’t think you’d want to miss lunch, especially as you have to be in the canteen for requests for the half an hour after it."

"What’s the time?"

"Gone twelve."

"I slept for…" I did a quick calculation in my head… "over thirteen hours?"

"Yup. I guess you were tired."

"Exhausted, more like."

"You up for it after lunch?"

"Up for what?" I asked coyly.

"I meant the requests."

"Pity."

"Come on, get up and in that shower. They don’t want a smelly bitch for requests."

"Hey, that would’ve been one way to keep them off me."

"Come on, I’ll help you shower."

"Okay. Okay, you’ve talked me into it."

I just stood there in the shower and let him wash me. Strangely, some areas seemed to need more washing than others.

"There’ll be a block party tonight," he told me, "so it’s just as well you had a good long sleep as it’ll probably go on most of the night."

"Where?"

"Common room on the ground floor, usually, though in the summer, we often use the quad outside."

"Are they as wild as everyone says student parties are?"

His "no" sounded genuinely disappointed.

"Don’t worry. You’ve still got me."

As he dried me, he asked, "What do you want to do this afternoon?"

I grinned.

"Apart from that," he grinned back.

"I wanted to go off-campus to buy some clothes."

"Bo-ring."

"Nope. All the clothes I’ve got now are boring. If you’re taking me to a party tonight, I want something a bit more…" I tried to think of the word and couldn’t.

"You mean a bit less?"

"Okay," I giggled. "Or maybe a lot less."

"There’s just one problem."

"What’s that?"

"You’re not allowed to wear them, not tonight anyway."

"Oh shit." That annoyed me, but then I brightened, "I can still buy something for next week."

"Okay. I know just the place. Student City."

"Student what?"

"Student City. On the main university campus." (Our college is attached to a university for the granting of degrees and we are allowed access to their facilities.)

"What’s that?"

"You don’t know?"

"Alright, big shot third-year. I’m just a fresher, remember, Mr. Baby-snatcher?"

Ignoring the jibe, he told me, "It’s a huge area, about half the size of our college. It has fast food places, one sort-of decent restaurant, a small supermarket and loads of tiny shops, mostly clothes, everything from ethnic to Goth. There’s quite a few second-hand shops there too. There’s even one where you can get second-hand kettles or toasters or tellies for your room. There’s a music shop and…"

"Okay! I’m convinced. You can take me."

"I must be mad," he shook his head.

"Why?"

"I’ve just talked myself INTO going on a clothes-shopping trip with a girl."

I laughed as I grabbed his arm. "Let’s eat."

We hurried to lunch. After lunch, as it was quite warm and sunny, I went outside to the area designated for requests.

"Did you mean what you said about I could do anything?" I asked Henry.

"Whatever feels good to you," he said, smiling.

"And you really won’t mind?"

"So long as you save enough energy for me."

Ironically after that conversation, my first request was, "Can I fuck you?"

I still didn’t feel right about that, so I said, "No. But if you go down on me, I’ll give you a blowjob." Had I just SAID that?

I lay on the warm grass and he got down between my legs. He wasn’t anywhere near as good as Jake, but I wasn’t complaining. He kept going until I felt myself cumming.

I was enjoying teasing him by licking him all around his cock and balls when another boy asked, "If I go down on you, do I get a blowjob too?"

"Yeah, okay."

I took the first one in my mouth as the second one started licking my pussy.

"Make sure you take your head away if you’re going to cum," the first one told me.

"Why?"

"Because I don’t want you biting me."

I tucked that titbit away to remember, but it wasn’t needed this time as I made him cum before the second boy made me cum for a second time.

After giving the second boy a blowjob, three friends wanted to give me a tongue bath. I wasn’t totally sure what that was, but with Henry’s encouragement, I let them.

Oh Wow! Girls, if you’ve never had a bunch of guys give you a tongue bath, you don’t know what you’re missing.

It might have only been three boys, but it FELT like I was being licked everywhere at once. When they’d licked a bit, they gently blew on it, giving me tiny little shivers.

I was quite disappointed when Mrs. Porter came over to tell us that time was up.

"What are you doing in at the weekend, Mrs. Porter?" asked one of the boys.

"It was my turn on security. Checking that no harm came to any of the proggies," she answered.

"You mean one of the staff has been watching us all the time?" I asked

"Yes. Just as you’ll be expected to keep an eye on your students, although in a school it isn’t possible to watch everywhere all the time."

"How come I haven’t noticed?"

"Tina," laughed Henry, "you’ve been so wound up in what you had to do, you wouldn’t have noticed one of the staff if they’d been standing next to you."

Mrs. Porter smiled at that, "Plus, we do try to be discreet. Anyhow, I just wanted to check on how you were coping after yesterday, but I see I needn’t have worried."

"I’m okay," I said. "Now and again someone catches a spot that’s still tender, but apart from that, I’m fine. Oh, thank you for helping Henry fix up last night by the way. It was… special."

"I’m glad. And how have you been emotionally after yesterday morning?"

I had to think about that one. "I think I’m okay. But that might be because everyone’s being so good, especially this hunk here." I put my arm around Henry and pulled him closer.

"Well, on Monday, I suggest you see one of the counsellors, just to be on the safe side. You went through a rough experience. I’ve been viewing the video that was taken and it was rather rougher than I’d intended at times."

"You took a video?"

"Yes. It was basically to cover us legally, plus the Program Committee wanted to see how it went as we were the first to try it. Other than them, nobody else will see it, unless you give permission."

"Can I see it?"

"I suppose so, but why?"

"This is going to sound silly."

"That’s alright."

"A few times, I sorta tuned out, and that’s not counting the time I passed out, and I know you said nothing happened…"

"But you’d like to see for yourself?"

"Uh huh. Do you mind?"

She smiled. "I think we owe you at least that. Tomorrow after lunchtime requests suit you?"

"Okay."

"What plans have you got for this afternoon?"

"Just going shopping. Why?"

"No reason. Just being nosey."

"Henry’s taking me to Student City and I’m going to buy some new clothes, a bit sexier than what I usually wear."

She opened her mouth but I said, "Before you say it, I know I can’t wear them on campus before Monday."

She grinned. "Actually, I wasn’t going to say that. You know the university is considered part of the same campus, don’t you?"

I must have looked puzzled and I shook my head.

"It means you have to be naked there too, though you can wear clothes to get there and back."

"Are they running the Program there too, then?" I asked.

"No. So unless there’s someone else from here going, you’ll be the only one."

"Still want to go?" asked Henry.

I thought for a few seconds. "Oh, why not? After surviving Thursday and yesterday I feel like I can do anything."

I almost didn’t get dressed for the bus ride over to the university. Almost. I wasn’t quite brave enough for that yet.

It was raining when we got to the University, so although I undressed at the campus gates, I put my coat over me until we got into the covered shopping centre.

When I finally got inside, I felt like a flasher as I took off the coat. Certainly the strange looks I received suggested that people hadn’t quite cottoned on to the Program here yet.

"Hey, gorgeous, I think you forgot something!" was one of the more printable comments. (The one they seemed to think was most hilarious was, "Hey, love, if you’re touting for business, I’d leave your pimp at home.")

I ignored them for a while, then got pissed off. "Haven’t you ever heard of the Program?"

I guess they had as several of them answered with, "Reasonable Request." (I think I grew to hate that film by the end of the afternoon.)

"Sorry. Over eighteen’s only," I yelled back.

"We are over eighteen."

"I meant your IQ."

It seems we were beginning to cause a disturbance as a number of security men appeared. "Can I ask what you are doing, young lady?"

"Shopping, or trying to, if these idiots would let me get on."

"Very funny."

"Look, she’s in the Program," said Henry.

"We don’t have it here."

"No, but the Teacher Training College across town does, and this counts as the same campus. And even if it didn’t, she’d still be allowed to go naked anywhere within thirty miles. It says so here."

My amazing boyfriend produced a copy of the rules. "Read the section on Outreach," he explained.

"He’s right," said the guard, handing the pamphlet to his mate.

"Well in that case, we’ll see you don’t have any problems. Mind you, you look like you’ve been having fun."

"Why?"

"All the love bites," he replied. I’d forgotten them and felt shy all of a sudden.

"Can I have the pamphlet back?" Henry asked, neatly changing the subject.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry."

"Where are we going then?" asked one of the security guards.

"Would you believe I’m looking for clothes?" I said, giggling.

"That’s a shame."

"I’m not in the Program all the time and I want something sexy."

I think they got the wrong idea as they took me to a small shop that had lots of fetish gear, most of which seemed to be designed to expose nipples and pussy and/or the bum.

"I meant something I can wear normally," I explained.

One of the shops was having an end-of-summer clear-out sale with stuff being sold off ridiculously cheaply, and I asked why.

"Nobody wants last summer’s fashions, do they, love?"

"Oh." I was so used to not being fashionable that I didn’t care.

I tried on a skimpy white vest top covered with little stars. The armholes were cut low and you could almost see my boobs. Not bad.

There were some red hot pants that clung to my pussy almost like they were painted on.

A black cropped top that came to about two inches below my nipples was another one I chose and a white top which tied in a knot around my boobs.

A couple of miniskirts completed the lot. One was pretty short and I knew it would get lots of looks.

The other, chosen by Henry, would have been better described as a belt. "If I bend over you’ll see my pussy, never mind my bum," and I demonstrated what I meant.

"Perfect," he said.

"Oh okay, I’ll buy it, just for you."

As I turned to say that, I noticed the two security guards. I’d forgotten they were there when I was doing my little display for Henry.

I felt wicked and said, "And can you imagine if I’m sitting down and cross my legs? Sharon Stone would have nothing on me."

Having paid for everything there, I went to another shop to buy some sexy underwear. This time I gave him my sizes and let Henry pick.

"No," I said. "Don’t show me. It can be a surprise for Monday when I can wear clothes again. But don’t forget, I want some things I can actually wear all evening or all day." I dreaded to think what he was going to buy me.

We went to a café next to get a bite to eat and a couple of cans of beer.

The café was nearly empty when we went in there, and full, mostly of boys by the time we’d finished selecting what we wanted. I went to pay and the owner waved me away. "You bring a crowd like that in with you and you can eat free anytime," he said.

I’ll have to remember that, I thought. At the table I deliberately relaxed and sat with my legs open, as I’d always been taught not to. It’s okay, Granny, I thought. They can’t see my knickers.

Trying to stretch over to see better, one of the boys overbalanced and fell off his chair.

When I stood up, I felt powerful. I accidentally knocked the saltcellar on the floor and bent right over to pick it up, with my legs just a little apart. Don’t want to be too obvious, do we? Ha ha.

"You’re enjoying yourself," stated Henry, but judging by the grin on his face, I think he was enjoying himself as much as I was.

Security guards weren’t allowed in the café during their working hours, unless there was a disturbance or something, so they’d waited outside.

"Back to the bus, I think," I said.

The rain had stopped and the sun was trying to come out, so I walked naked all the way back to the bus stop. My two "guards" insisted on walking me to the bus stop, but then had to get back.

"Thank you both," I said and gave them each a kiss. A proper kiss.

There was a woman with a young teenage girl waiting at the bus stop. I heard her say to the girl, "Don’t look, it’s one of those disgusting Program girls."

I felt sad for the girl. She was going to have a real attitude problem when she was old enough to go in the Program.

I had to tell the bus driver where we were going twice. For some reason, he was distracted the first time.

Back at college, it wasn’t long before it was time for requests. I walked down the stairs to the common room.

Somebody had put music on in their room and it was loud enough to create a nice atmosphere in the common room.

The first request was easy enough, a standard "Can I feel your pussy?"

But the next was, well…

"Can you lay on your back? Two of the girls will hold your legs up. I’ve got two vibrators. Don’t worry, they’re clean."

"Why do I get the feeling I know where they are going?"

"One for each hole," he grinned. "A nice matching pair."

"Okay, you can try, but stop if I say so, okay?"

"Of course."

He got me to spit on the end of the smaller one, then put it in my pussy. He turned it on and it vibrated slowly while he worked it in and out and sucked on my clit. He gradually turned up the speed and I felt myself getting worked up.

Then he pulled it out.

"Oh," I cried, disappointed.

Everyone laughed.

"That’s got it nice and lubricated," he said. "Now hold your arse open for me."

In spite of everything I’d done, holding my arse open for him to push that into me was embarrassing and I was glad when he’d got it a little way in.

"Slowly," I gasped.

I gripped someone’s hand, hard, and closed my eyes.

He eased it in, bit by bit. When he felt me relax, he turned it on and worked it in and out slowly.

"Now the other one."

"At the same time?" I asked, more than a little worried now.

Instead of replying he simply starting feeding the bigger one into my pussy. I could feel both almost touching inside me.

Then he turned both vibrators up high and almost wiped me out.

I know I screamed, loudly, as some of the girls started "shushing" me.

While he played with the vibrators, two other guys licked my boobs and one of the girls bent over to kiss me.

It was all way too much and I didn’t last long.

But even after I came they didn’t stop, till finally I gasped, "No more."

"You like that?" he asked, innocently.

I couldn’t answer.

"I’ll take that as a yes. I think this year just might be fun."

When I could finally speak, I said. "For the rest of the time, do what you like, just don’t expect me to do anything. Oh, except fucking me." Someone groaned at that last remark.

A few played with my tits and pussy, but I think a crashed-out girl wasn’t that interesting to them(!), so I was mostly left alone with Henry just caressing me.

Marie came in to watch the telly (I felt insulted) and I called to her. "Can you go get Jake? I’ve got a request for him."

"He’s not in this block, so he’s not allowed during this request time."

"Tell him he’s my guest, and get him to come just as soon as my request time is done."

She came back with him at dead on ten o’clock. I was glad of the delay as it gave me a chance to get my energy back.

"Marie and Jake, I want to thank you for the last few days."

"You don’t have to," said Marie.

"No, we enjoyed it," agreed her brother.

"Lie down, shut up and take your knickers off." She didn’t argue and I got right down to lick her pussy. I stopped for a second to say, "Jake, you get behind me. My pussy’s all yours."

"You mean?"

"Do I have to wait till you’re in the Program to ask you to fuck me?"

He didn’t need asking again and I went back to licking Marie, his sister. I felt him slide into me easily.

I stopped again. "Wow, I just thought. I’m licking out a sister and being fucked by her brother. Does that count as incest once removed?"

After the laughter that followed that remark, Marie complained, "You’re NOT licking out the sister, you’re talking about it."

"Sorry." I went back to the job, this time using my fingers as well.

It was going to take me lots and LOTS of practice before I was as good as Marie and Jake at making a girl cum, but by the time I felt Jake squirting inside me, Marie was balling her hands into fists and biting her lip.

"Did you both like that?" I asked as I extricated myself.

"Are you sure you’re a beginner?" Marie asked to the amusement of those still around. I must admit I felt a quiet pride that I’d managed to bring her off.

Then Jake started chuckling to himself.

"What?" I demanded.

"We may have to start calling you Tuna now instead of Tina."

I had to know. "Why?"

"’Cause you make a lovely sandwich filling."

Despite my embarrassment I couldn’t help laughing with the others. Still, I HAD to stop that happening. "Anyone ever calls me that, no way will they get a body part near me. But then I added, "On the other hand, I just might answer to ‘Smoked Salmon’. Much tastier." (And that’s how I acquired my nickname, Smokey. Kinda gross for a girl, I suppose, but truth to tell, I rather like it.)

A few of us walked across to the canteen for burger and chips, then back to the common room. It was crowded now.

"Let’s play ‘Round The Room’ for a while," suggested one of the girls. Everybody seemed to agree.

"What’s that?" I asked. They laughed.

All the boys sat on chairs that had been arranged in a circle around the edge of the room. The girls unzipped them all and pulled out their cocks, then pulled their trousers and pants down.

Then each girl sat on one of the boys, except that there weren’t quite enough boys to go round, so two of the girls sat on empty chairs. They didn’t seem bothered. I sat on another empty chair.

"Okay. When the music starts, we girls move around from chair to chair, sitting on each lap or empty chair. When the music stops, you stop where you are."

The girl who’d suggested the game used a remote to start the music. I’d passed the empty chairs and was sitting on a cock when the music stopped the first time.

"Now what happens?" The girls pointed at Marie. She had been last to stop.

"She’s on an empty chair so nothing happens, THIS time."

"What would happen if she’d been sitting on a boy?"

"They’d both have to take off one item of clothing and he’d have one minute to grope her."

I laughed. This was going to be fun. I already felt the cock under my bum beginning to stiffen.

"What happens if you’re already naked?" I asked.

"Well, if just you are naked, he just gets to grope you for a minute. If just he’s naked, it works as normal. But if you’re both naked, you’re the winners and you get to fuck. But you have to do it in front of everybody."

Gradually people started to lose clothes. It was quite a turn-on watching Henry grope the girls sitting on his cock. That gave me an idea.

As I approached Henry I slowed down and when the music stopped I made sure I was the last to sit down.

"I think she wanted to lose that round," said one of the boys to laughter all around.

As Henry played with my nipples, I lifted myself up and fed his cock into me.

"That’s cheating. He’s not naked yet."

"I’m not fucking him," I claimed. "I’m just sitting more comfortably. I’m not even moving, see?"

Of course after that, I figured they’d wait to see if I’d do it again.

It was a while before I lost again, but finally I did and I looked Henry in the eye and smiled as I sat down feeding another cock into me.

Next turn, one of the other girls, who was down to her bra and knickers insisted, "Take off my knickers," and when the boy did, she held herself open and sat down on his cock.

This went on a while, but finally it all degenerated into an orgy. I don’t think any of us knew half the time who was inside us or who we were sucking off.

One of the girls even had two guys at once. I must try that one day, I thought. I did manage once, though, to go down on another girl while a boy was doing me from behind, a lovely repeat of Marie and Jake earlier.

Someone noticed and called out, "Hey, everybody, Smokey’s at it again." For a few minutes I was the centre of attention. I didn’t mind, not one little bit.

I didn’t even bother to go up to my room, I’d write my journal in the morning. I just crashed in one of the comfy TV chairs, leaking cum from my pussy.

And Henry had said student parties weren’t wild? My last thoughts as I drifted off to sleep were trying to imagine what he called a wild party would be like.

Tina - Naked In Teacher Training College

Tina - Naked In Teacher Training College

Chapter 7

SATURDAY

Something was tickling my arm, so I opened my eyes. Henry was sitting on the bed looking at me while he stroked my arm and he was naked.

"What are you doing?"

"I was just watching you sleep. You’re beautiful when you’re asleep."

"Meaning I’m not normally?" I asked. I’m always grouchy when I wake up.

"Whoa! Are you always ready to attack when you wake up? That’s not what I meant. It’s just you looked so peaceful. I didn’t want to wake you."

"So why did you?" This was friendlier as I yawned my way through it.

"I didn’t think you’d want to miss lunch, especially as you have to be in the canteen for requests for the half an hour after it."

"What’s the time?"

"Gone twelve."

"I slept for…" I did a quick calculation in my head… "over thirteen hours?"

"Yup. I guess you were tired."

"Exhausted, more like."

"You up for it after lunch?"

"Up for what?" I asked coyly.

"I meant the requests."

"Pity."

"Come on, get up and in that shower. They don’t want a smelly bitch for requests."

"Hey, that would’ve been one way to keep them off me."

"Come on, I’ll help you shower."

"Okay. Okay, you’ve talked me into it."

I just stood there in the shower and let him wash me. Strangely, some areas seemed to need more washing than others.

"There’ll be a block party tonight," he told me, "so it’s just as well you had a good long sleep as it’ll probably go on most of the night."

"Where?"

"Common room on the ground floor, usually, though in the summer, we often use the quad outside."

"Are they as wild as everyone says student parties are?"

His "no" sounded genuinely disappointed.

"Don’t worry. You’ve still got me."

As he dried me, he asked, "What do you want to do this afternoon?"

I grinned.

"Apart from that," he grinned back.

"I wanted to go off-campus to buy some clothes."

"Bo-ring."

"Nope. All the clothes I’ve got now are boring. If you’re taking me to a party tonight, I want something a bit more…" I tried to think of the word and couldn’t.

"You mean a bit less?"

"Okay," I giggled. "Or maybe a lot less."

"There’s just one problem."

"What’s that?"

"You’re not allowed to wear them, not tonight anyway."

"Oh shit." That annoyed me, but then I brightened, "I can still buy something for next week."

"Okay. I know just the place. Student City."

"Student what?"

"Student City. On the main university campus." (Our college is attached to a university for the granting of degrees and we are allowed access to their facilities.)

"What’s that?"

"You don’t know?"

"Alright, big shot third-year. I’m just a fresher, remember, Mr. Baby-snatcher?"

Ignoring the jibe, he told me, "It’s a huge area, about half the size of our college. It has fast food places, one sort-of decent restaurant, a small supermarket and loads of tiny shops, mostly clothes, everything from ethnic to Goth. There’s quite a few second-hand shops there too. There’s even one where you can get second-hand kettles or toasters or tellies for your room. There’s a music shop and…"

"Okay! I’m convinced. You can take me."

"I must be mad," he shook his head.

"Why?"

"I’ve just talked myself INTO going on a clothes-shopping trip with a girl."

I laughed as I grabbed his arm. "Let’s eat."

We hurried to lunch. After lunch, as it was quite warm and sunny, I went outside to the area designated for requests.

"Did you mean what you said about I could do anything?" I asked Henry.

"Whatever feels good to you," he said, smiling.

"And you really won’t mind?"

"So long as you save enough energy for me."

Ironically after that conversation, my first request was, "Can I fuck you?"

I still didn’t feel right about that, so I said, "No. But if you go down on me, I’ll give you a blowjob." Had I just SAID that?

I lay on the warm grass and he got down between my legs. He wasn’t anywhere near as good as Jake, but I wasn’t complaining. He kept going until I felt myself cumming.

I was enjoying teasing him by licking him all around his cock and balls when another boy asked, "If I go down on you, do I get a blowjob too?"

"Yeah, okay."

I took the first one in my mouth as the second one started licking my pussy.

"Make sure you take your head away if you’re going to cum," the first one told me.

"Why?"

"Because I don’t want you biting me."

I tucked that titbit away to remember, but it wasn’t needed this time as I made him cum before the second boy made me cum for a second time.

After giving the second boy a blowjob, three friends wanted to give me a tongue bath. I wasn’t totally sure what that was, but with Henry’s encouragement, I let them.

Oh Wow! Girls, if you’ve never had a bunch of guys give you a tongue bath, you don’t know what you’re missing.

It might have only been three boys, but it FELT like I was being licked everywhere at once. When they’d licked a bit, they gently blew on it, giving me tiny little shivers.

I was quite disappointed when Mrs. Porter came over to tell us that time was up.

"What are you doing in at the weekend, Mrs. Porter?" asked one of the boys.

"It was my turn on security. Checking that no harm came to any of the proggies," she answered.

"You mean one of the staff has been watching us all the time?" I asked

"Yes. Just as you’ll be expected to keep an eye on your students, although in a school it isn’t possible to watch everywhere all the time."

"How come I haven’t noticed?"

"Tina," laughed Henry, "you’ve been so wound up in what you had to do, you wouldn’t have noticed one of the staff if they’d been standing next to you."

Mrs. Porter smiled at that, "Plus, we do try to be discreet. Anyhow, I just wanted to check on how you were coping after yesterday, but I see I needn’t have worried."

"I’m okay," I said. "Now and again someone catches a spot that’s still tender, but apart from that, I’m fine. Oh, thank you for helping Henry fix up last night by the way. It was… special."

"I’m glad. And how have you been emotionally after yesterday morning?"

I had to think about that one. "I think I’m okay. But that might be because everyone’s being so good, especially this hunk here." I put my arm around Henry and pulled him closer.

"Well, on Monday, I suggest you see one of the counsellors, just to be on the safe side. You went through a rough experience. I’ve been viewing the video that was taken and it was rather rougher than I’d intended at times."

"You took a video?"

"Yes. It was basically to cover us legally, plus the Program Committee wanted to see how it went as we were the first to try it. Other than them, nobody else will see it, unless you give permission."

"Can I see it?"

"I suppose so, but why?"

"This is going to sound silly."

"That’s alright."

"A few times, I sorta tuned out, and that’s not counting the time I passed out, and I know you said nothing happened…"

"But you’d like to see for yourself?"

"Uh huh. Do you mind?"

She smiled. "I think we owe you at least that. Tomorrow after lunchtime requests suit you?"

"Okay."

"What plans have you got for this afternoon?"

"Just going shopping. Why?"

"No reason. Just being nosey."

"Henry’s taking me to Student City and I’m going to buy some new clothes, a bit sexier than what I usually wear."

She opened her mouth but I said, "Before you say it, I know I can’t wear them on campus before Monday."

She grinned. "Actually, I wasn’t going to say that. You know the university is considered part of the same campus, don’t you?"

I must have looked puzzled and I shook my head.

"It means you have to be naked there too, though you can wear clothes to get there and back."

"Are they running the Program there too, then?" I asked.

"No. So unless there’s someone else from here going, you’ll be the only one."

"Still want to go?" asked Henry.

I thought for a few seconds. "Oh, why not? After surviving Thursday and yesterday I feel like I can do anything."

I almost didn’t get dressed for the bus ride over to the university. Almost. I wasn’t quite brave enough for that yet.

It was raining when we got to the University, so although I undressed at the campus gates, I put my coat over me until we got into the covered shopping centre.

When I finally got inside, I felt like a flasher as I took off the coat. Certainly the strange looks I received suggested that people hadn’t quite cottoned on to the Program here yet.

"Hey, gorgeous, I think you forgot something!" was one of the more printable comments. (The one they seemed to think was most hilarious was, "Hey, love, if you’re touting for business, I’d leave your pimp at home.")

I ignored them for a while, then got pissed off. "Haven’t you ever heard of the Program?"

I guess they had as several of them answered with, "Reasonable Request." (I think I grew to hate that film by the end of the afternoon.)

"Sorry. Over eighteen’s only," I yelled back.

"We are over eighteen."

"I meant your IQ."

It seems we were beginning to cause a disturbance as a number of security men appeared. "Can I ask what you are doing, young lady?"

"Shopping, or trying to, if these idiots would let me get on."

"Very funny."

"Look, she’s in the Program," said Henry.

"We don’t have it here."

"No, but the Teacher Training College across town does, and this counts as the same campus. And even if it didn’t, she’d still be allowed to go naked anywhere within thirty miles. It says so here."

My amazing boyfriend produced a copy of the rules. "Read the section on Outreach," he explained.

"He’s right," said the guard, handing the pamphlet to his mate.

"Well in that case, we’ll see you don’t have any problems. Mind you, you look like you’ve been having fun."

"Why?"

"All the love bites," he replied. I’d forgotten them and felt shy all of a sudden.

"Can I have the pamphlet back?" Henry asked, neatly changing the subject.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry."

"Where are we going then?" asked one of the security guards.

"Would you believe I’m looking for clothes?" I said, giggling.

"That’s a shame."

"I’m not in the Program all the time and I want something sexy."

I think they got the wrong idea as they took me to a small shop that had lots of fetish gear, most of which seemed to be designed to expose nipples and pussy and/or the bum.

"I meant something I can wear normally," I explained.

One of the shops was having an end-of-summer clear-out sale with stuff being sold off ridiculously cheaply, and I asked why.

"Nobody wants last summer’s fashions, do they, love?"

"Oh." I was so used to not being fashionable that I didn’t care.

I tried on a skimpy white vest top covered with little stars. The armholes were cut low and you could almost see my boobs. Not bad.

There were some red hot pants that clung to my pussy almost like they were painted on.

A black cropped top that came to about two inches below my nipples was another one I chose and a white top which tied in a knot around my boobs.

A couple of miniskirts completed the lot. One was pretty short and I knew it would get lots of looks.

The other, chosen by Henry, would have been better described as a belt. "If I bend over you’ll see my pussy, never mind my bum," and I demonstrated what I meant.

"Perfect," he said.

"Oh okay, I’ll buy it, just for you."

As I turned to say that, I noticed the two security guards. I’d forgotten they were there when I was doing my little display for Henry.

I felt wicked and said, "And can you imagine if I’m sitting down and cross my legs? Sharon Stone would have nothing on me."

Having paid for everything there, I went to another shop to buy some sexy underwear. This time I gave him my sizes and let Henry pick.

"No," I said. "Don’t show me. It can be a surprise for Monday when I can wear clothes again. But don’t forget, I want some things I can actually wear all evening or all day." I dreaded to think what he was going to buy me.

We went to a café next to get a bite to eat and a couple of cans of beer.

The café was nearly empty when we went in there, and full, mostly of boys by the time we’d finished selecting what we wanted. I went to pay and the owner waved me away. "You bring a crowd like that in with you and you can eat free anytime," he said.

I’ll have to remember that, I thought. At the table I deliberately relaxed and sat with my legs open, as I’d always been taught not to. It’s okay, Granny, I thought. They can’t see my knickers.

Trying to stretch over to see better, one of the boys overbalanced and fell off his chair.

When I stood up, I felt powerful. I accidentally knocked the saltcellar on the floor and bent right over to pick it up, with my legs just a little apart. Don’t want to be too obvious, do we? Ha ha.

"You’re enjoying yourself," stated Henry, but judging by the grin on his face, I think he was enjoying himself as much as I was.

Security guards weren’t allowed in the café during their working hours, unless there was a disturbance or something, so they’d waited outside.

"Back to the bus, I think," I said.

The rain had stopped and the sun was trying to come out, so I walked naked all the way back to the bus stop. My two "guards" insisted on walking me to the bus stop, but then had to get back.

"Thank you both," I said and gave them each a kiss. A proper kiss.

There was a woman with a young teenage girl waiting at the bus stop. I heard her say to the girl, "Don’t look, it’s one of those disgusting Program girls."

I felt sad for the girl. She was going to have a real attitude problem when she was old enough to go in the Program.

I had to tell the bus driver where we were going twice. For some reason, he was distracted the first time.

Back at college, it wasn’t long before it was time for requests. I walked down the stairs to the common room.

Somebody had put music on in their room and it was loud enough to create a nice atmosphere in the common room.

The first request was easy enough, a standard "Can I feel your pussy?"

But the next was, well…

"Can you lay on your back? Two of the girls will hold your legs up. I’ve got two vibrators. Don’t worry, they’re clean."

"Why do I get the feeling I know where they are going?"

"One for each hole," he grinned. "A nice matching pair."

"Okay, you can try, but stop if I say so, okay?"

"Of course."

He got me to spit on the end of the smaller one, then put it in my pussy. He turned it on and it vibrated slowly while he worked it in and out and sucked on my clit. He gradually turned up the speed and I felt myself getting worked up.

Then he pulled it out.

"Oh," I cried, disappointed.

Everyone laughed.

"That’s got it nice and lubricated," he said. "Now hold your arse open for me."

In spite of everything I’d done, holding my arse open for him to push that into me was embarrassing and I was glad when he’d got it a little way in.

"Slowly," I gasped.

I gripped someone’s hand, hard, and closed my eyes.

He eased it in, bit by bit. When he felt me relax, he turned it on and worked it in and out slowly.

"Now the other one."

"At the same time?" I asked, more than a little worried now.

Instead of replying he simply starting feeding the bigger one into my pussy. I could feel both almost touching inside me.

Then he turned both vibrators up high and almost wiped me out.

I know I screamed, loudly, as some of the girls started "shushing" me.

While he played with the vibrators, two other guys licked my boobs and one of the girls bent over to kiss me.

It was all way too much and I didn’t last long.

But even after I came they didn’t stop, till finally I gasped, "No more."

"You like that?" he asked, innocently.

I couldn’t answer.

"I’ll take that as a yes. I think this year just might be fun."

When I could finally speak, I said. "For the rest of the time, do what you like, just don’t expect me to do anything. Oh, except fucking me." Someone groaned at that last remark.

A few played with my tits and pussy, but I think a crashed-out girl wasn’t that interesting to them(!), so I was mostly left alone with Henry just caressing me.

Marie came in to watch the telly (I felt insulted) and I called to her. "Can you go get Jake? I’ve got a request for him."

"He’s not in this block, so he’s not allowed during this request time."

"Tell him he’s my guest, and get him to come just as soon as my request time is done."

She came back with him at dead on ten o’clock. I was glad of the delay as it gave me a chance to get my energy back.

"Marie and Jake, I want to thank you for the last few days."

"You don’t have to," said Marie.

"No, we enjoyed it," agreed her brother.

"Lie down, shut up and take your knickers off." She didn’t argue and I got right down to lick her pussy. I stopped for a second to say, "Jake, you get behind me. My pussy’s all yours."

"You mean?"

"Do I have to wait till you’re in the Program to ask you to fuck me?"

He didn’t need asking again and I went back to licking Marie, his sister. I felt him slide into me easily.

I stopped again. "Wow, I just thought. I’m licking out a sister and being fucked by her brother. Does that count as incest once removed?"

After the laughter that followed that remark, Marie complained, "You’re NOT licking out the sister, you’re talking about it."

"Sorry." I went back to the job, this time using my fingers as well.

It was going to take me lots and LOTS of practice before I was as good as Marie and Jake at making a girl cum, but by the time I felt Jake squirting inside me, Marie was balling her hands into fists and biting her lip.

"Did you both like that?" I asked as I extricated myself.

"Are you sure you’re a beginner?" Marie asked to the amusement of those still around. I must admit I felt a quiet pride that I’d managed to bring her off.

Then Jake started chuckling to himself.

"What?" I demanded.

"We may have to start calling you Tuna now instead of Tina."

I had to know. "Why?"

"’Cause you make a lovely sandwich filling."

Despite my embarrassment I couldn’t help laughing with the others. Still, I HAD to stop that happening. "Anyone ever calls me that, no way will they get a body part near me. But then I added, "On the other hand, I just might answer to ‘Smoked Salmon’. Much tastier." (And that’s how I acquired my nickname, Smokey. Kinda gross for a girl, I suppose, but truth to tell, I rather like it.)

A few of us walked across to the canteen for burger and chips, then back to the common room. It was crowded now.

"Let’s play ‘Round The Room’ for a while," suggested one of the girls. Everybody seemed to agree.

"What’s that?" I asked. They laughed.

All the boys sat on chairs that had been arranged in a circle around the edge of the room. The girls unzipped them all and pulled out their cocks, then pulled their trousers and pants down.

Then each girl sat on one of the boys, except that there weren’t quite enough boys to go round, so two of the girls sat on empty chairs. They didn’t seem bothered. I sat on another empty chair.

"Okay. When the music starts, we girls move around from chair to chair, sitting on each lap or empty chair. When the music stops, you stop where you are."

The girl who’d suggested the game used a remote to start the music. I’d passed the empty chairs and was sitting on a cock when the music stopped the first time.

"Now what happens?" The girls pointed at Marie. She had been last to stop.

"She’s on an empty chair so nothing happens, THIS time."

"What would happen if she’d been sitting on a boy?"

"They’d both have to take off one item of clothing and he’d have one minute to grope her."

I laughed. This was going to be fun. I already felt the cock under my bum beginning to stiffen.

"What happens if you’re already naked?" I asked.

"Well, if just you are naked, he just gets to grope you for a minute. If just he’s naked, it works as normal. But if you’re both naked, you’re the winners and you get to fuck. But you have to do it in front of everybody."

Gradually people started to lose clothes. It was quite a turn-on watching Henry grope the girls sitting on his cock. That gave me an idea.

As I approached Henry I slowed down and when the music stopped I made sure I was the last to sit down.

"I think she wanted to lose that round," said one of the boys to laughter all around.

As Henry played with my nipples, I lifted myself up and fed his cock into me.

"That’s cheating. He’s not naked yet."

"I’m not fucking him," I claimed. "I’m just sitting more comfortably. I’m not even moving, see?"

Of course after that, I figured they’d wait to see if I’d do it again.

It was a while before I lost again, but finally I did and I looked Henry in the eye and smiled as I sat down feeding another cock into me.

Next turn, one of the other girls, who was down to her bra and knickers insisted, "Take off my knickers," and when the boy did, she held herself open and sat down on his cock.

This went on a while, but finally it all degenerated into an orgy. I don’t think any of us knew half the time who was inside us or who we were sucking off.

One of the girls even had two guys at once. I must try that one day, I thought. I did manage once, though, to go down on another girl while a boy was doing me from behind, a lovely repeat of Marie and Jake earlier.

Someone noticed and called out, "Hey, everybody, Smokey’s at it again." For a few minutes I was the centre of attention. I didn’t mind, not one little bit.

I didn’t even bother to go up to my room, I’d write my journal in the morning. I just crashed in one of the comfy TV chairs, leaking cum from my pussy.

And Henry had said student parties weren’t wild? My last thoughts as I drifted off to sleep were trying to imagine what he called a wild party would be like.