Chapter 10

It was Saturday afternoon, the day after the basketball game with Brady Wade and my five days of being nude at school. I'd been home all day. With my clothes on. Mom said I could be naked all day at home, if I wanted. "For practice," she said. I wore clothes anyway. That's about all I felt like doing. She could tell there was something on my mind. She kept asking questions, trying to get me to tell her.

"How did it go with Brady?" she asked in the car the night before.

"It was okay."

There was a long, long silence. Momma Anne just drove. I knew what she was really asking, so finally I decided to just answer it, just so she wouldn't have to keep wondering. "No, we didn't do anything," I said. "I'm still a virgin."

There was another long silence, not as long as the first one. "Thanks for letting me know," she said.

She even baked cookies, "In case you need cheering up," she said.

Okay, cookies help. A lot.


I was eating the cookies and watching TV, a wrestling program. Not that I like wrestling, no more now than I ever did, but it was kind of fun to see them do it, and to remember what it had been like with Danny grabbing me and stuff. The big difference is the guys on TV were all wearing clothes.

Suddenly there was the sound of some air brakes outside, followed by a diesel engine being shut off. A moment later the doorbell rang, and Mom answered it. It was Mr Franz, the bus driver. "Helmut is here," she told me.

I got up to see him, saying hi. He looked at me in surprise. "Daisy, I almost am not recognizing you with clothes on," he teased. "You still are in Program?" I noticed the concern in his voice, that maybe something had happened.

"No, it's okay," I answered. "I only have to do that at school, or school activities."

He nodded, understanding. "I was glad to see you last night, at the basketball game. Then you disappeared. You had a fun time?"

I blushed. "Yes." My mom looked on, obviously curious about my answer.

"Some day, maybe, you tell me all about it," he suggested.

I promised I would.

Mom left for a moment and came back with a plate full of fresh-baked cookies and handed them to Mr Franz. "Thanks for helping us out this week," she told him. Then turning to me, she said, "Daisy, maybe you'd like to go for a ride with Helmut. He needs to take the bus back. You haven't been out all day."

I looked at Mr Franz. He looked hopeful, and a ride did sound fun. More fun than watching wrestling on TV. Even if it was just to the bus yard and back. "Okay," I said.

Mom and Momma Anne watched from the front door as we walked out to the bus. It reminded me of the night before, only this time I was wearing shorts, not a skirt that was too tiny to cover anything. I started to get on the bus, but Helmut stopped me, grabbing my arm and holding me back. "Daisy, bus is school property, and this is still your week in Program."

I looked at him in surprise. But it was a weekend. Was he serious? But I knew he was right. Program is for an entire week, Monday morning to Monday morning. I looked back at my moms to see if they'd support me, but they were just smiling. I had no choice. If I wanted to go for a ride, no matter how short it was, I had to take my clothes off.

I started undressing. Right there in my front yard. Right in front of Mr Franz. On a weekend. As I took each item of clothing off, Mr Franz, Helmut would take it and put it in the box he kept for Program students. I couldn't help noticing how pleased he looked. After a full week of being nude at school, it was still embarrassing to have to take my clothes off while everyone was watching.

Once I was completely nude, and only then, did Mr Franz allow me to stEp up onto the bus. He followed right behind me, putting my box of clothes on the front seat. "For safe keeping," he said. Waving to my moms and promising to take good care of me, he shouted, "We won't be very long."

Just to tease him, to get even with him for taking my clothes, I went all the way to the very back seat. I plopped down and glared at him. He looked hurt, though, and I knew it wasn't his fault, and, besides, it was kind of fun being naked again, with him looking at me, so before we left our street, I moved back up to the front seat, opposite my clothes, and smiled like it was totally normal to be riding the bus naked on a weekend. I can't help it. I told you I have a crush on him.

Helmut - I have to remember not to call him Mr Franz - angled his mirror so that he could see me while he drove. I playfully posed for him, making sure he got some good views.

We drove to the bus yard, where he carefully pulled the bus into its spot. When he opened the door, I reached for the box with my clothes inside, but he wouldn't let me have it. "Not yet, Daisy," he said, shaking his head. "Bus yard is school property, also. You need wait until we go through the gate. Okay?"

I don't know what he would have done if I said it wasn't okay - given me a spanking, probably - but I knew he was right. I couldn't get dressed yet.

Helmut brought the box and let me hold his hand as we walked through the maze of yellow buses, me naked, him smiling. Holding his hand felt comforting, like nothing bad could happen to me as long as I stayed close to him.

Once we saw a friend of his, one of the bus maintenance men, and Helmut stopped to talk for a moment. "Who is this?" asked the man, waving a wrench in my direction. His eyes stayed focused on my boobs.

"This is my friend, Daisy," he said. "It's her week in Nude at School program. Since this is school property, she is required to not wear clothes right now."

The man's gaze finally travelled up from my breasts to my face and he grinned. "It's not very often that we get to see the girls here in the bus yard," he said.

As we walked away, I was very aware of his gaze on my bare behind.


In the car, Helmut let me hold the box with my clothes, saying I could open it once we were through the gate. By then I started getting another idea.

"Mr Franz," I began, "I had fun, the other day. Thanks for showing me how to suck your cock."

He looked at me in surprise, and almost drove off the road. "It was my pleasure," he said.

I chuckled. It sure was, if his cum was any indication. I was quiet a moment, trying to get my courage up. As I did, I realized how much I'd changed. A week before I couldn't have even imagined saying what I was about to say. "Do you think we could do it again sometime?"

This time he was more careful not to lose control of the car. "I would like to very much," he answered.

"Can we do it right now?"

The car slowed noticeably for a moment. Not answering with words, he simply changed lanes, taking us into the right-turn lane instead of into the left-turn lane that would have taken us back to my house. After a few moments, I asked, "Where are we going?"

"I will take you to my house this time," he said. "Is that okay?"

I glanced down, seeing the bulge forming in his pants. I reached over to gently caress it. "When we get there, can I suck your dick?" I asked.


I did a lot more than suck his dick. You might have already guessed. I was eager to show him how much I'd learned since Wednesday. When we got to his apartment building, I got out, leaving my box of clothes in his car. "I don't think I'm going to need them," I said, as a few of his neighbors looked at us, obviously curious about the naked ninth grade girl who he had with him.

Once inside in his apartment, up on the third floor, I showed him what I remembered from Wednesday's lessons, starting with kissing. "Since I'm already naked, I don't have to do that part," I giggled. As we kissed, I climbed on his lap, straddling him, making sure he put his hands on my bottom and squeezed. I think his hands were almost as big as Brady's. Maybe bigger. So they covered my whole entire bum when he put them there.

Eventually I slid to my knees between his legs and helped him to get his pants off. Then his underwear. And then I was looking at his gorgeous dick. The first one I'd ever sucked, and the dick by which I judged all others now. It wasn't the biggest, but it was definitely my favorite.

Helmut took his shirt off too, and I busied myself with his cock, taking as much of it as I could. After sucking Brady, I'd learned to open my throat up more so his cock could get in extra deep without making me choke or gag. "Where did you learn to do that?" he asked, making me grin.

I guess maybe I did it too good or something, because pretty soon he was cumming in my mouth, and down my throat. I had been planning for us to do something else before he came. But what could I do? I had to swallow it. When I had it all, or most of it, I looked up at him and showed him his cum on my tongue. Once he gave me a grin, I closed my mouth and swallowed. Then I opened up again and said, "All gone!"

I climbed back onto his lap, thinking we would kiss some more, but he sort of held me back by fondling my breasts, avoiding me, keeping his arms between us to keep me from getting too close. "Don't you want to kiss?" I asked.

He shook his head. And then I realized. It was the cum. Some guys will kiss you anyway, but some guys won't. Mr Franz was the kind who won't. "I'll be right back," I said.

I skipped into his bedroom, taking a moment to look at his bed, thinking how I really wanted to sleep there that night. I continued on into his bathroom, found his toothbrush, and used it to brush my teeth. By then Helmut had followed me in to see what I was doing, and I giggled, his toothbrush in my mouth. "Is it okay?" I asked.

He smiled and nodded. No problem.

And then we were kissing again, but this time on his big soft bed. I still didn't have any clothes on, and neither did he. We kissed and touched and stuff for a long, long time, and while we were doing that, I asked, him, "Helmut, if my mom says it's okay, can I sleep over?"

He said it was, so I giggled and got out my phone to call her. "Mom, we're at Helmut's house."

"Oh, nothing. Just, um, kissing and stuff."

"You know, playing kind of stuff."

"No, they're out in the car. It's still naked week." She was asking me about my clothes.

"Mom, we're having fun, and... I'd like to sleep over, if it's okay. Helmut says it's okay."

"Thanks, Mom. I'll put him on."

I handed the phone to Helmut and he promised to take care of me and bring me back the next day.

When he hung up the phone, we kissed some more, and by then he was starting to get another erection, so I played with that, and then asked if I could suck him some more. He let me.

I hadn't been doing it very long before he flipped me over on the bed, on to my back, and this time he knelt on the floor between my legs, and started kissing my legs and licking my pussy. That felt so amazing, and beat blow jobs all to pieces, I decided. But I still liked giving blow jobs.

He did that for what seemed like forever, and then I was cumming. And then I came again. And a third time. And then we kissed some more. I was really starting to fall in love with Mr Franz, even if he was my bus driver.

It was just starting to get dark outside when he finally pushed me on my back to the middle of the bed and made me spread my legs. He got between them, and pointed his great big erection at my slit, and I knew where it was going to go.

He went really slow. At first, he just put the very tip of it into my slit, and moved it up and down. I could tell it wanted to go in even deeper, but that felt really nice. Expecially when he would rub it on my clitty and send little electric shock waves all through the rest of my body. Then he would move it back down, to where there was sort of an indent, and I felt my pussy lips kinda open up and allow him to push in a little deeper, and I could tell it was aimed right at my vagina opening.

But it felt like it was just way too big to go in there, and I think that's why he kept moving it up and down my slit, like he was looking for a better place to put it, a place where it would be easier to get it inside me. "It's too big, isn't it?" I finally asked, certain that was the reason he wasn't going further.

He chuckled softly. "It's only that you're so tiny, Daisy. "I don't want to hurt you."

I must have looked terribly disappointed, because he pushed it back inside my folds, right to the spot where it felt like it needed to go. He pushed in a little deeper, deeper than he ever had before, making me wince. That's why he couldn't do it. It hurt too much.

"You are a virgin, no?"

I blushed, remembering what Brady had said, that it was nothing to be ashamed of.

When I only nodded, he said, "It will hurt the first time, I think. Maybe bleed. Are you okay with that?"

My heart skipped two beats, I'm sure. Was he saying he was going to try doing it anyway? "Yes, I'll be okay," I promised.

He got up and grabbed a towel from the bathroom, putting it under my hips as I lifted them up off the bed. Then he pushed my legs wider, and put his big cock back where it had been, only this time when I winced, he didn't back off, but pushed a little harder, so we were the closest together we'd ever been. I squirmed a little, trying not to cry, trying to get comfortable with the sensation of his penis inside me, trying to remember how to breathe. Helmut pulled out very slightly, putting his hands on my hips, and then pulled me toward him at the same time he thrust forward. Hard.

I gasped. I saw a flash of white, and then some little, tiny stars. I'm sure other things I'd done had hurt far worse. Breaking my arm had hurt a lot more, I think. But I couldn't remember any of those other times, I only knew how much it hurt now, and I couldn't believe how much it hurt, and I wondered why anybody would ever ever ever in their entire life want to do something that hurt so bad.

But then the stars faded away, and I became aware of a big, full sensation in my pussy, and I realized it was Helmut's cock, that it was inside me. I reached with one hand to feel for sure. "Is it all the way in?" I asked.

He grinned. "Not yet." He pulled back a little, and then thrust forward again, this time even deeper. I think it took him two thrusts to get it all the way inside, but then it was. Every inch. And I could feel Mr Franz's testicles, his balls, between my legs. And I started cumming again.


I don't know how long we fucked. Maybe not that long. It seemed long to me. We kissed, too. Tongues in each other's mouths. And then Mr Franz, Helmut, was cumming, and I felt his cock twitch inside me, and the warm squirts of cum going inside me.

It was good we put the towel under us, because there was some blood, and when he pulled out, a big glop of his semen leaked out of me onto the towel. I was embarrassed, and said I was sorry, but he just kissed me and told me, "It is okay, Daisy. Is totally normal thing to do."

We went to sleep. I liked feeling him next to me all night. And whenever I woke up, I would reach over to touch him, thinking how cool it was to be naked and sleeping with a naked man. Sometimes I would feel his cock, but most of the time I just liked running my fingers through the curls of hair on his chest. Sometimes, when I touched it, his penis would be soft, almost tiny, and other times it would start to swell up and get hard. And then I'd want to suck it.

A few times I woke up when I felt him touching me. It was the best sleepover I ever had.


In the morning I woke up when I felt Helmut touching me. Molesting me, I guess. Not that I minded. I liked it. It felt good. His big hands reached around to cup my breasts, massaging them, teasing my nipples into hard little points. And then I felt him move up behind me, really close. So close, our bodies were touching all the way from our shoulders to our toes. Well, my shoulders to my toes, anyway. His shoulder and toes extended a little beyond where mine ended. And then I felt his penis between my legs. Just like Brady Wade had done with me in the shower. I clamped my thighs around it, squeezing it, then reached down to feel the smooth, shiny head extending out from between my legs. There was a tiny drop of precum on it, and I swirled it around, smearing it all over the tip of his cock.

By then Helmut knew I was awake, and was kissing me on the neck. "Can we fuck again?" I asked in a morning whisper.

As an answer, he pushed me over, onto my tummy, and had me slide a couple of pillows underneath my hips, lifting my butt up, making me feel like a naughty cat in heat. He got behind me, and then immediately was on top of me, mounting me, his strong, hairy thighs embracing me as his cock figured out, again, where to go.

I was still a little sore from the night before, but not as bad, and this time I knew where it was supposed to go. I pushed backward, or something, helping him, and then gasped when it felt it slide right inside. Like it was home. Like that's where it belonged.

We fucked that way until he came again, and then we just snuggled for a while. I really liked the hair on his chest, and he liked touching my chest just as much, I think. We kissed every now and then, when it seemed right. I couldn't think of any place I'd rather be at that moment than right there in bed with him.

After a while, like maybe a half-hour to an hour, my tummy started growling, so Mr Franz laughed, the way he does, kind of soft and all over, so it makes his cheeks go shiny, and he got out of bed, saying he would make me some breakfast. The sun was shining bright by then, so I knew it was like mid-morning.

Helmut wore an apron to cook with, so the grease splatters wouldn't get him. He only had one apron, and it was his, so he let me wear one of his shirts, but just to cook with. Once we started eating, he made me take it off, saying that, technically, being with him made this a school event. We both knew he was teasing, but I took the shirt off anyway. I didn't mind at all being naked with him.

After we ate, Helmut needed a shower, and so did I, so he said it would be good if we showered together. That was fun, because I got to put soap all over him, expecially on his great big cock, and he got to put soap all over me, and he liked most putting it on my titties, and I liked how it felt when he rubbed me all over with soap. And then I sucked him, there in the shower, on my knees.

And then he lifted me up, so we were kissing, and I had to wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. And then he lowered me, and I knew what was right beneath me. I felt it poking me. His cock was sticking straight up, nice and hard, so when he lowered me down, there was no place for it to go but right into its new favorite home: my vagina.

I gasped again. It didn't hurt nearly as much this time, but I still wasn't that used to having a penis inside me, so every time he put it in me, it's like it kept catching me by surprise. Our eyes met, and I knew we were both thinking the same thing, how intimate this was. He bounced me gently a few times, getting a rhythm that felt good to both of us. And then, just as the hot water started turning cold, his cock started twitching inside me, filling me with more of his cum.


After showering it was time to go home. I would have been content to spend the whole day with him, if he let me, but he said my moms might start getting worried. He got dressed - I still didn't have any clothes to wear - and took me home. I still didn't feel like getting dressed - it was my last day in Program and I'd started liking the feel of being nude. I stayed naked all the way back home, only taking my clothes with me once I got out of his car.

"How was it?" asked Momma Anne after I kissed Helmut good bye and walked inside.

"Totally awesome."


The End