Naked in School- Bobby and Kathy

Night Wolf

Sunday

Bobby

Waking up that morning, I watched Kathy sleep for awhile, before I remembered what happened the day before. Trying not to wake her, I slowly rolled her over onto her back. I figured that would be as good a time as any to return the favor. Licking each of her nipples, I was happy to see them get erect right away. While I licked and nibbled on her boobs, I reached down to touch her pussy, caressing it until I felt her legs begin to open. Continuing with that, I made sure I would be able to fit between her legs before I stopped teasing her clit.

Looking up, I made sure that Kathy was still asleep before I eased my legs in between hers. Taking my time, I slid my way down, working to keep the covers over her. When I was finally between her legs, I began licking all around her pussy, before sucking her clit into my mouth. As soon as I did that, Kathy began moaning softly as she pressed her pussy against my mouth. It didn’t take very long before she started cumming. Just as she had done the day before, her thighs closed around my head, holding me there until her orgasm was done.

“Wow, what a way to wake up,” she said pulling me up until our lips met. As we kissed, she reached down to grab my dick and guide me inside of her before I could say anything, not that I wanted to.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you,” I told her.

“Oh yeah, I’m very sure. I was sore last night, but when you did that, it seemed to make the soreness go away,” she told me, even as she started moving underneath me. When she started that, I began stroking in and out of her, hoping I could make it better for her this time. As we continued, I could feel my orgasm getting closer. Not wanting to cum too soon, I tried slowing down, but Kathy wouldn’t let me.

“Faster, I’m almost there. Please go faster,” she asked, grinding her hips into mine. When she said that, I couldn’t help it, I began stroking faster and faster. Thankfully, she was really close. When my orgasm started, I could feel her pussy start squeezing my dick as she dug her fingernails into my back. As soon as I realized she was cumming with me, it made my own orgasm even better.

“I love you,” she told me, holding me tightly.

“I love you, too,” I told her before kissing her softly.

“Mmm 3;I don’t think I need to tell you that I had an orgasm this time,” she told me, smiling up at me. Even though I had been pretty sure of it, I have to admit it felt pretty nice to hear that. I really hoped it would be like that every time.

Kathy

I had been having a really great dream. It felt so real that I could even feel Bobby’s tongue against my pussy. I woke up slightly confused, surprised, and horny. I had thought that the feeling of a tongue on my pussy had been simply a dream, but Bobby's head was between my legs! It hadn't been a dream at all, it had been real.

When he asked me if I was sure, there was no way I was going to stop him by then. I was just a little sore and that didn’t last long. When he started going in and out of me, I could feel a kind of pressure beginning to build. It just kept getting better and better until I couldn’t take it anymore. I knew it wouldn’t take much to send me over the edge to my orgasm. When Bobby started cumming inside of me that was all it took.

As I continued cumming, I had to bite my lips to keep from screaming again. Neither of us wanted my parents to know that we were doing it again. Looking over at the clock, I realized it was already a few minutes after eleven o’clock. It looked like an early lunch because it was too late for breakfast. I figured we might want to take a shower then if we didn’t want a late lunch. When Bobby rolled off of me, I ran to the bathroom, trying to keep his cum from dripping all over the place. After I finished in the bathroom, I headed back to our bedroom.

“I think we might want to take a shower,” I told him, grabbing his hand to pull him out of bed. Getting up quickly, he hurried toward the shower, dragging me with him. As soon as we got into the shower, Bobby turned me around and started washing my hair. It had been a long time since anyone had done that for me, but I was more than willing to let him do that again as soon as possible.

After we got my hair rinsed, we were about to start playing again when we heard a knock on the door.

“Bobby, are you in there?” my mom asked.

“Um 3;yeah, I am,” he told her, raising his voice so she could hear him.

“You have a phone call,” she told him. Bobby looked a little confused when he heard that. I just hoped it wasn’t anything serious.

Bobby

I didn’t have a clue about who would call me there. None of my classmates had ever called me. The only idea I had was that it could have been the police. After putting on a robe, I headed downstairs. When I got there, Mrs. Hanson showed me where the phone was and walked away to give me some privacy.

“Hello?” I said, after I picked up the phone.

“Bobby? It’s your mother. I read about your father in the papers. When I called the police, they told me where you were. Are you okay?” my mom asked, causing me to almost drop the phone. It had been a few years since I last heard her voice, but there was no question in my mind that it really was my mom. I couldn’t help thinking it was a little late to try to act worried then.

“Yeah, I’m okay, no thanks to you,” I told her.

“Bobby, I’d really like to see you, is there anywhere we can meet? I really need to be able to talk to you,” she told me.

“Yeah, I guess we could meet at the house, if you really want to, I suppose. Are you in town?” I asked.

“No, but I will be in about twenty minutes. Bobby, honey, I’ve really missed you. I’ll see you at the house in a little while, okay?” she asked.

“Okay, I’ll see you then,” I told her, starting to hang up the phone.

“Bobby, I love you,” she said. Unable to believe her after all that time, I didn’t bother answering her before I hung up. I must have looked a little sick when I went back upstairs, because Kathy looked a little worried when she saw me.

Kathy

When I saw Bobby’s face, I knew he’d just been told some bad news or something. He was really pale.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” I asked, putting my arms around him.

“That was my mom. She wants to meet me in a few minutes,” he told me.

“You’re not going, are you?”

“Yeah, I want to see why she took off like that and left me with my dad,” he told me. I had to admit, he had a good point. Walking into our bedroom, I watched him dress, the anger and sadness in his eyes made me want to cry.

“Will you 3;will you be coming back?” I asked. I was pretty sure I knew the answer, but I had to hear it from him, anyway.

“Well, I’d like to, that is, if you want me to,” he said, turning toward me.

“If I want you to? You goof, of course I want you to. I don’t ever want you to leave me,” I told him. Walking to him, I put my arms around him.

“I love you and I promise I’ll never leave you,” he told me, holding me tight.

“I love you, too, and that’s one promise I’m going to make you keep,” I replied with a giggle. With a sigh, he pulled away from me before heading back downstairs. Even though I knew he would be back, I couldn’t help worrying about him. I just hoped everything worked out okay with his mom.

Bobby

When I got downstairs, I told Kathy’s parents what was going on. When I got finished, it was Kathy’s dad that spoke up.

“I know you have to see her, but I want you to remember something. You are seventeen and can make your own choices. Don’t do anything you don’t want to do. You’ve got a home here for as long as you want it,” he told me.

“Thanks, I really appreciate that. I don’t know what she wants, but I figure I have to at least find out,” I told him. During all of that, Mrs. Hanson didn’t say anything, but I could tell she wasn’t happy about something.

“Bobby, be careful. You’ve had enough problems already,” she told me.

“Thanks, I will,” I told her. When I started to head out the door, Kathy gave me a hug and a kiss. Then before I got outside, her mom gave me a hug, too. I had to turn my head away so they wouldn’t see me about to cry. When I got outside, I was surprised to see Kathy’s dad right behind me.

“Do you want a ride?” he asked.

“No, sir, I think I am going to need a little time alone before I talk to her,” I told him.

“I can understand that. Remember, you have a home with us for as long as you want it,” he told me.

“Thank you, I really appreciate it.”

“I guess you had better get going if you’re going to meet her. Take care of yourself,” he told me, slapping me lightly on the back. I finally felt like I belonged somewhere, and it really felt good.

Kathy

I really didn’t want Bobby to go, and when he walked out of the door, I ran to our room and threw myself onto the bed and began crying. What made it worse was I couldn’t seem to stop once I started. I guess my mom heard me because she came into my room and sat on the bed beside me.

“He’ll be back,” she told me, rubbing my back.

“I know, but I just think he’s going to be hurt, again. I just wish I could be there to help him,” I told her, wiping my eyes.

“He knows that. Believe it or not, just knowing you are here for him will help him. He knows he has a place to come home to, and someone that loves him waiting there for him,” she told me.

“I know, but it still doesn’t seem fair,” I told her.

“Sweetheart, I know it doesn’t, but she is his mother. I know if I hadn’t seen you in a long time, I would really want to see you,” she told me.

“Yeah, I know, I just don’t want to see him hurt.”

“I think Bobby is stronger than even he knows. He’s going to have to be when you two start giving me grandchildren,” she said, smiling at me. I had to laugh when she told me that. Realizing she was right, I dried my eyes and got dressed, wanting to be ready when Bobby got home.

Bobby

When I got to the house, I expected to see my mom waiting for me, but apparently she was running late. Since I really didn’t want to deal with her in the front yard, I went into the house to wait for her to show up. After a few minutes went by, I heard a knock on the door. When I answered the door, there she was, a nervous expression on her face.

“Hello,” I told her, shocked at her appearance. When she stepped into the house, she started looking around, until she finally stopped and turned to face me.

“You’ve really grown, I almost didn’t recognize you,” she told me.

“Yeah, it’s hard to recognize someone when you haven’t seen them in a long time, isn’t it?” I replied.

“I’m really sorry, I was afraid to come back here. I really wanted to see you. You have to believe that,” she pleaded.

“Yeah, you wanted to see me so much that you just left me with someone that beat the shit out of me a couple of times a week,” I told her, trying hard to stay calm.

“You can’t talk to me like that, I’m your mother,” she said, starting to get mad.

“Some mother you are, you take off and leave me with a drunk. If it hadn’t been for my girlfriend, he might have killed me,” I told her, my voice rising a little.

“You don’t understand. I had to get out of here. If I’d have stayed, he would have kept beating me up until he finally killed me. The only reason I stayed as long as I did was to protect you.”

“Protect me? You have got to be kidding. If you’d really wanted to protect me, you would have taken me with you instead of leaving me with him.”

“You don’t know anything. If it hadn’t been for you, I wouldn’t have even married him. Yes, I was pregnant when we got married. If you hadn’t been coming, I wouldn’t have ever married your father.” When she said that, I realized the woman that brought me into the world didn’t care about anyone but herself.

“I wasn’t the one there when you got pregnant. When you told me you wanted to meet me, I really thought you wanted to see me. I guess I was wrong, because what you just said proves you didn’t even want me,” I told her, not wanting to let her see how much she had hurt me.

“What do you want from me? I did my best to protect you. I could have gotten an abortion, but I didn’t. I went ahead and had you. I can’t believe you would be so ungrateful,” she snarled at me.

“I just wanted a mom,” I whispered, not wanting to fight anymore. When I said that, she jerked back, as if she’d been slapped. I didn’t mean to be cruel, but it was the truth. I’d hoped she had come back because she loved me.

“I am your mom,” she replied.

“No, you’re my mother. A mom cares enough about her kids that she will do anything they can to protect them. They don’t leave them in a place where they can get hurt. Why did you even come back?” I asked.

“I just thought you might want to go with me to see your father. I figured it might give us both some closure,” she replied, not even willing to look me in the eye. When she said that, all I could do was stare at her.

“I can’t believe you would say that. Even though he beat me up, he was still a better parent than you were. He at least didn’t leave me. He was there. He may have been a bad parent, but that’s better than none at all,” I told her.

“I was a good parent. I made sure you always had a good meal and some clean clothes. I tried to give you everything you wanted,” she cried.

“Yeah, everything but love. That’s what I really needed,” I replied.

“I really didn’t come here to argue with you. I just wanted to see if you wanted to go with me to see your father,” she said.

“No, I really don’t. I may not like what he did to me, but I won’t go down there to rub it in. I think I’m going to go back home,” I told her.

“You are home,” she replied.

“I may have been living here, but this hasn’t really been a home to me for a long time. At least someone loves me at Kathy’s house,” I told her.

“I see. What about this house?” she asked.

“It will still be here, but I don’t have very many good memories, here.”

“I really would like to see you again sometime,” she told me. I really didn’t know what to tell her. I mean, she all but said she didn’t want me, now she’s saying she wants to see me?

“I think you should go home. I have a girlfriend who loves me now and I’m building a new life. I think you should just go back where you came from. If you really need something, you know how to find me, but I’d prefer it if you just left me alone,” I replied, opening the door to let her know I wanted her to leave. When she walked through the door, I felt a lump form in my throat. I waited until she drove off before I slammed the door shut and sat on the floor, slumping against the wall with tears of frustration running down my cheeks as I stared blankly into space.

Kathy

While I waited for Bobby to come home, I decided to do something to get my mind off him being gone. Realizing he’d never unpacked his clothes, I figured I might as well do it for him. Going to my dresser, I emptied a couple of drawers for him before clearing some space in the closet. I was about to start putting his clothes away when I was interrupted.

“What are you doing, honey?” Daddy asked.

“I’m just putting Bobby’s clothes away,” I answered.

“Are you doing that because you think that will make him stay, or are you doing it because you want to do something nice for him?” he asked.

“I just thought it would be a nice way to let him know I want him here,” I replied.

“He knows that, honey. I know you’re worried about him, but I know what a young man in love looks like, after all, I was one, once upon a time. He will be back,” he said, laughing.

“I know daddy, but can you really blame me for worrying about him, anyway?” I asked.

“No, I don’t, but worrying never solved anything. I know it’s easy for me to say, but you really need to relax. I’m sure he’ll tell you all about it when he gets home,” he replied. I knew he was right, but that didn’t stop me from worrying.

“Okay, I’ll try. Want to help me with this?” I asked.

“No, thank you. I’ve seen how you and your mother work when it comes to unpacking. I think I’ll just go watch some football,” he told me, walking to the door.

“Oh really? Who’s playing?” I asked.

“I don’t know, but there is no way I want to get between you and the closet,” he told me, laughing as he headed downstairs.

As I continued working, I started wondering about Bobby’s mom. Would she want Bobby to go back with her? I know he had to have missed her, but if she did ask, would he want to go? Realizing I wasn’t getting anything done by worrying about him, I decided to concentrate on getting Bobby’s clothes put up. I must have been more into it than I thought, because I didn’t hear the phone ring. When someone knocked on the door, I almost dropped the clothes I was holding.

“Kathy, that was Bobby on the phone. He asked us to ask you to meet him at his house. What do you want me to tell him?” Mom asked. Throwing the clothes onto the bed, I ran out of my room.

“Tell him I’ll be right there,” I told her as I ran out the door.

Bobby

After I hung up, I wondered if I’d done the right thing. I wanted to see Kathy by herself before I saw anyone else. I didn’t have to wait long before I heard the knock on the door. When I opened it, I saw her standing there, a scared look on her face. Holding my arms out to her, I was surprised when she practically threw herself at me.

“She never wanted me,” I told her, struggling to hold back my tears.

“What 3;who, what do you mean, she never wanted you?” Kathy asked.

“My mother, she all but told me she had never wanted me, and she actually blamed me for what my dad did to her,” I said. I’d been working hard to keep from crying, but when Kathy wrapped her arms around me and started sobbing, I couldn’t help myself; I started bawling like a baby.

“How could anyone not want their own kids,” she asked as she pulled me even closer.

“I don’t know, but she told me that if it hadn’t been for me, she wouldn’t have stayed around. The only reason she came back was to see if I wanted to go with her to see my dad. I think she wanted to try to get a little revenge. I didn’t want any part of that,” I told her.

“I know she’s your mother, but I think she’s a real bitch. I don’t see how she could blame you since she’s the one that took off,” she replied. Although I didn’t say it, I had to agree with her.

“Yeah, I know. I’m glad you came over. I didn’t want to see anyone else right now,” I said, giving her a light kiss.

“I’m glad you called me, too. I was worried about you,” she answered before taking my by the hand and leading me upstairs. I didn’t know what she was up to, but I had a feeling I was about to find out.

Kathy

When we got upstairs, I started looking around hoping to find his room. Finally giving up, I turned to him.

“Which one is your room?” I asked.

“Uh 3;that one right there, but why do you want to know?” he asked me as he pointed at a room to our left.

“Well, you never have shown me your bedroom, I figured now was as good a time as any,” I replied, grinning at him. When we got into his room, I spent a few seconds looking around before I pushed him down on the bed.

“What are you doing?” he groaned as I dropped down beside him and started kissing his neck.

“I’m about to take advantage of you,” I told him, giggling as I pulled his shirt over his head.

“Ha! You can’t take advantage of me, yet. You’re supposed to get me drunk, first,” he said, getting into the spirit of it. When I started unbuttoning his jeans, he stopped me. I was disappointed until he started unbuttoning my blouse. After he took that and my bra off, he began fondling my breasts while I was unbuttoning his jeans.

“I love you, Bobby. I want to make love with you where we don’t have to worry about being quiet,” I whispered as I finally got his jeans off of him.

“I love you, too. I just hope my dad took out insurance for any windows we might break,” he laughed, quickly removing my pants. With only our underwear left to take off, we began kissing, caressing each other all over. Wanting more, I began tugging at his underwear, careful not to get it caught on his dick. Removing my panties, I climbed on top of him, my legs on each side of him.

“Would you mind if we tried it this way?” I asked, rubbing his penis against my wet pussy.

“No, because that way I can play with your breasts while you do all the work,” he answered, grinning up at me. Rubbing his penis up and down my wet slit, I made sure it would be really slippery before I guided it into me. When I finally sank down onto it, I was almost ready to explode.

“Oh, that’s good,” I sighed, taking more of him into me. When I finally had all of his dick inside of me, I rested for a couple of seconds before I began moving up and down on him. As I continued riding him, I felt his hands on my breasts, gently squeezing them.

“Mmm I like that,” he groaned as I started moving my hips faster, feeling my orgasm getting closer. When the spasms hit, I couldn’t help screaming. When I was finished, I almost collapsed on top of him, that is, until I felt his penis twitch deep inside of me.

“You’re still hard?” I asked, worried that I was doing something wrong.

“Yeah, I haven’t cum, yet. I think it takes a little longer this way,” he told me.

“Oh, cool! That means we can keep going,” I told him, starting to bounce up and down on top of him. When I felt him begin matching my rhythm, I knew he was starting to get close. It was a good thing, I was about to cum again. When he started cumming inside of me, that was all it took. The spasms hit again, even more intense this time.

“Oh, Bobby, I love you,” I screamed, scattering kisses all over his face.

“I love you, too,” he answered, holding me tightly. Lying there for a little while, I began crying, unable to help myself.

“Are you okay?” he asked, stroking my hair.

“Yes, it was just so good, I couldn’t help it. That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” I replied. Wiping my eyes, I climbed off and lay down beside him. After kissing me, he wrapped his arms around me. As we lay there, we both dozed off, each of us dreaming about a future together.

Once we finally woke up, I watched him sleep, remembering my earlier thoughts. I had originally wanted to make love with Bobby to comfort him, but I started making plans on trying to come back to his house as soon as possible. That had been the most incredible lovemaking we’d had yet, and I wanted more!

Bobby

I was worried when she started crying. I was afraid I might have hurt her or something. When I woke up, she was grinning at me, letting me know she was alright.

“Wow, that was fantastic, I hope your neighbors didn’t hear me, though,” she told me, blushing at me as she smiled.

“I think the only ones that didn’t hear you were people in the next town,” I told her, a big grin on my face.

“Oh, you know I wasn’t that loud,” she said, blushing even more.

“I’m just glad it was good for you. I hope you’re not mad, but I think we need to get home, now,” I said, laughing when she gave me a questioning look.

“Why? Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad you’re coming back home, but what’s the hurry?” she asked.

“I’m about to starve. I didn’t get to eat lunch,” I replied.

“Wow, that’s right, neither one of us ate lunch. We’d better hurry if we want dinner, it’s getting kind of late now,” she said as she got dressed. Grabbing my clothes, I pulled them on, only stopping long enough to fasten Kathy’s bra for her.

“Kathy 3;I just wanted to tell you I really was glad you came over. I love you,” I told her.

“I love you, too. Now, hurry up slowpoke. We don’t want them to eat it all,” she said, running down the stairs. Following right behind her, I only stopped to lock the door before heading for home, happy to be able to put the events of the day behind me.

On the way home, we walked hand-in-hand, just enjoying the evening. As soon as we got to the house, Kathy stopped me, dragging my head down to kiss me.

“Bobby, I’m glad you called me. I want to always be there for you,” she said, giving me one last kiss before we went in. As soon as we walked in, her parents looked at both of us and smiled.

“Are you two hungry? We already ate, but we kept your dinners warm in the oven,” Mrs. Hanson said, smiling at us. When she told us that, Kathy and I headed to the kitchen.

“Sit down, I’ll get them,” Kathy ordered, grinning at me.

“Yes, ma’am, whatever you say ma’am,” I replied.

“Well, you’ve got him trained pretty well, I’d say,” Kathy’s mom added. Realizing I might as well keep quiet before it got any worse, I waited for Kathy to bring my dinner. After she set it on the table in front of me, I began eating, enjoying the comfort of finally being surrounded by love.

After we finished dinner, Kathy and I sat in the living room with her parents, just watching a little TV. After we watched the news, Kathy and I decided we’d better get to bed.

“Good-night, you two. Don’t stay up too late, you have school tomorrow,” Mr. Hanson told us.

“Yes, sir, we won’t,” I replied.

“Good-night, Mom. Good-night, Dad. We’ll see you in the morning,” Kathy told them.

“Good-night, and thanks, for everything,” I told them. Taking Kathy’s hand, I led her up the stairs to our room.

“I put your clothes away while you were gone,” Kathy told me when we got into our room. Looking around, I noticed the boxes were gone.

“Thanks, you really didn’t have to do that, but I appreciate it,” I said, smiling at her.

“I just wanted to show you that this is your home, now. I was hoping you wouldn’t be too upset with me,” she replied.

“No, I’m not upset. I’m just glad we finally found each other,” I told her, wrapping my arms around her.

“Hey, don’t start that, we’re supposed to go to bed 3;to sleep,” she told me as she began getting undressed.

“Yes, ma’am,” I said, getting my clothes off. After climbing into bed, we kissed each other one more time before Kathy turned away from me and scooted back against me. Taking my hand, she placed it on her breast, letting me know she expected me to hold her like that every night. I didn’t bother telling her, I planned to do just that, for every night of the rest of our lives. After everything that had happened that day, it didn’t take either of us long to fall asleep.

Monday morning

Kathy

When we got up, Bobby and I had to hurry through our showers. Since we woke up late, we figured we’d save a little time. Boy, were we wrong. After playing around in there, we had to rush to school, not even getting the chance to eat breakfast. On our way to school, we both wondered who would be picked to be in The Program for that week. After we got to school, we found out pretty quickly when we heard the announcement on the intercom.

“Would Jim Davidson and Natisha Ridley come to the office, please?” it blared. Oh boy, would this ever be a fun week!