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Senior Class Trip
By vulgus

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Story codes: mff/mmmmff/MMFmmmmff/cons/teen

To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.

My first night in a hotel! It would probably have been more
exciting if it weren't such a flea bag. Well, at least it seemed
to be clean. It was just very old and threadbare. I was excited
anyway. It was Senior Class Trip, an annual event at my high
school. There were thirty of us, including our chaperones. We had
traveled by car from our small town in Vermont to Washington
D.C.

We had traveled in a convoy of three cars and two vans, each
driven by one of the chaperones. I hadn't counted heads but there
seemed to be about as many girls as boys in the group. I was the
youngest, having just turned sixteen. I had skipped the second
and fourth grades and would have skipped more if my parents
hadn't put a stop to it, thankfully. It is hard being two or
three years younger than everyone around you when you are a
teenager. 

The hotel had not been the first disappointment. I had expected
to have my friend Theresa for a roommate but she had come down
with the flu just before we were to leave. So my roommate was Jo.
She was a very intimidating, very pretty, very sexy blonde. We
knew each other, but we didn't hang out together or have much in
common. Jo was almost eighteen and she seemed so mature. I was
really intimidated by her. It wasn't her fault though. She had
been very nice to me all the way down here. She and I had been in
the same car on the trip down here and we had gotten along well.
I guess we had. I sat quietly in the back seat and enjoyed the
joking and gossiping and she had been nice enough and tried to
include me in the conversation. I am very shy, but I appreciated
what she was doing.

She didn't seem to mind being assigned to a room with me. I know
I am not who she would have picked as a roommate. She was nice
about it though and as we unpacked and put our things away she
continued to try to draw me out. She probably thought I was an
idiot. I listened to my responses to her questions and comments
and I thought I was an idiot! She continued to treat me like an
equal though, even though it must have been obvious that I was in
awe of her.

We had stopped to eat our evening meal an hour before we got to
town. Once we got to the hotel and checked in we were free for
the rest of the evening, as long as we didn't leave the hotel. Oh
yeah, and no girls in the guys rooms, or vice versa.

Jo and I got comfortable, t-shirts and loose cotton shorts, and
stretched out on our beds. We tried to find something to watch on
the funky old TV in the room, but nothing caught our eye so Jo
turned it off and we talked.

She asked me if I was dating anyone. That is kind of a sore
subject for me. My parents told me that when I was sixteen I
could start dating. I had turned sixteen last month, but all the
guys in my dating pool were seventeen or eighteen. My parents
wouldn't let me go out with them! That meant that if I wanted to
go out with someone I would have to date a guy from the sophomore
or junior classes. So I was a sixteen year old virgin who had
never been on a date. To make matters worse, it seemed like all
of my friends and acquaintances were sexually active, and they
were enjoying it very much. 

Jo seemed sympathetic when I told her my dilemma. I knew she was
dating Ken, the hottest looking guy in the senior class! I told
her I thought she was so lucky.

Jo said, "Yeah, about that. Ken is more than my boyfriend."

"Oh my god," I exclaimed. "You guys are secretly married!" 

She laughed at what she must have thought was my nave response.
"No silly! We are too young to be married! We have
a.......listen, can you keep a secret?"

"That's a good one," I said with a grin. "I hardly ever talk to
anybody! Yes, I promise not to tell anyone your secret."

I noticed that Jo seemed uncharacteristically nervous, I figured
that this must be something big. 

"Ken isn't my boyfriend," Jo said. "He is my Master."

She saw the blank look on my face and laughed. "Are you okay?"
she asked, still laughing at the look on my face.

"I know it's weird," Jo said. "I have been his sex slave since
half way through our junior year. We started out just dating.
After a while, though, we started playing Master-slave games. It
was just playing at first. We aren't playing anymore. It is the
best thing that ever happened to me. I used to be a real bitch. I
thought I was better than everyone else. Ken put me in my place
and then he took me to other places, exciting places. It was
scary. Sometimes it was more than scary. It was also very
educational."

"I am sorry to shake up your world like this," she said. I guess
my face said it all. "Listen Jen, I had to tell you because we
are going to be here for a week and you are going to see things.
You are going to see me serve my Master. There is no way to avoid
it. I suppose you are still a virgin. I bet you have never seen a
naked guy, have you."

I have a very vivid imagination and my heart was beating at about
twice my normal heart rate as I pictured Jo as a sex slave
following Ken's orders.

"I'm sorry kid, but you are probably going to get an education
this week. I have to do anything and everything Ken tells me to
do." 

She sat up on the side of her bed facing my bed. She pulled her
t-shirt up over her breasts and I was shocked to see the tiny
silver bars in her nipples! 

"Holy shit," I exclaimed. I sat up quickly and sat on the edge of
my bed. It was a small room and the twin beds were very close
together. Our knees were almost touching as I looked at her
decorated nipples. 

"Did it hurt?" I asked stupidly.

"Of course it hurt, silly! But Ken ordered me to have it done. It
wasn't much worse than having my ears pierced. Now I am always
aware of my nipples, the sensations are wonderful. Every time I
feel my nipples being stimulated by my top I am reminded that Ken
owns me. I am excited all the time!"

Jo finally dropped her t-shirt back down over her breasts. Her
beautiful breasts, I might add. They were just another reason for
me to be jealous of her.

"I know this will be hard for you to take kid. Ken will probably
come to our room every evening. Sometimes he will bring another
guy, or other guys, with him. He likes to make me have sex with
his friends while he watches. It turns him on. He likes to
embarrass me. Humiliate me, by showing me off and making me do
things that most girls wouldn't do."

"Why don't you leave him?" I asked incredulously. 

"Because I love it, silly!" she exclaimed. "If he were to tell me
that I could not be his slave any longer it would kill me. Every
time he makes me do something, even the smallest thing, it turns
me on. When he makes me do something really bad......I can't
begin to tell you how hot that makes me."

"What do I do when he comes to our room?" I asked. 

"I don't know," Jo said. "I guess you could go to someone else's
room for a while, or go to the lobby. When Ken is with me I have
no free will, I do whatever I am told. What you do will be
between you and Ken. I'm sorry Jen. I know that is a lot to lay
on you. You probably had a more normal senior class trip
planned."

I giggled and said, "Well, actually, I was hoping for a little
excitement, since I never have any at home! I never met a sex
slave before. Why do you like it so much? Do you ever get to do
what you want?"

"That's the weird part. I get to do exciting things that, if they
were honest with themselves a lot of girls would like to do, but
can't. Because they are the things that we are all raised to
believe that young ladies don't do, or allow to be done to them.
I can do those things, and I can do them without my conscience
bothering me because I don't have a choice. I have been ordered
to do them."

"What things?" I asked, and we both giggled at the way my voice
broke when I spoke.

"Do you really want to know?" 

I nodded enthusiastically.

"Do you think you can hear about it without hating me?"

"Jo! I like you. Fuck! I am in awe of you; you must have been
able to see that."

"Well," Jo said, "I don't know about awe. I suppose you look up
to me because I am older and have more experience. I would be sad
if you started looking down at me.

"I promise Jo, I won't. I am really curious."

Jo sighed and said, "Okay, you asked for it."

"We started out just dating like everyone else. I lost my
virginity when I was fourteen and I have always liked sex. I
wouldn't say I was easy, but.......well, hell, that isn't true. I
guess I am kind of easy!"

We both laughed at that.

"Our first date was a movie in Burlington. We stopped on the way
home and parked by the river. We made out for a while and he had
me naked in no time. It was a chilly evening and we didn't want
to get out of the car. His car was too small to fuck in, so I
sucked him off and he got me off with his fingers. He tried to
eat my pussy but we couldn't do it in his little car. He was very
strong and masterful and I loved the way he took charge. Besides,
he has a beautiful cock. Wait until you see it!"

"You were right before," I said. "When you said that you thought
that I had never seen a naked guy, I haven't."

She smiled and said, "I have probably seen half the guys in our
class naked. And they have seen me."

I shivered as a ripple of sexual excitement seemed to travel up
my spine at that image.

"After that first date he started making me do things. The first
thing he did was order me to stop wearing a bra. A couple of days
later he made me stop wearing panties. Oh, and on our second date
we went to his house. His parents were out, although it wouldn't
have mattered. We went to his room and I undressed for him, nice
and slow and sensual, while he took pictures. He has thousands of
pictures of me getting naked and having sex with him or his
friends. Then he ate my pussy and we fucked. He was far and away
the best lover I ever had. I was really hooked then. I found out
later why he is such a good fuck, but that comes later in my
story."

Jo and I were still sitting on the edge our beds, our knees
almost touching. I saw her glance down and grin widely. I looked
down to see what she was grinning about but I didn't see anything
amiss. "What?" I asked. "What's so funny?"

"Look at the crotch of your shorts," she said, still with that
conspiratorial grin on her pretty face.

I looked down and spread my legs and I was embarrassed to see
that I had soaked through my panties and my cotton shorts. I was
so turned on by her story that my pussy was leaking like never
before. I clapped my hands over my crotch. I could feel how red
my face was. 

"Oh god, Jo," I exclaimed. "I am so embarrassed. I'm sorry!"

"No silly, that's good! Hell, look at me." Jo spread her legs and
I saw that she was just as excited telling her story as I was
listening to it.

I tried not to think about the implications of my reaction to her
story. I wasn't ready to go there.

Jo returned to her story. "After that we sucked and fucked almost
every day. I loved it! Once he knew that I was hooked on the sex
he started making me do other things. Sometimes we would be out
in the town square, just sitting on a bench talking and he would
make me spread my legs so that someone walking by could see my
pussy. People did walk by, and they did see my pussy. When it
started happening, when he started making me do those things, I
realized that I had never been so excited in my life! I would sit
on the bench with Ken's arm around me and my skirt up to only and
inch or two below my pussy and my knees six or eight inches
apart. We would be looking at each other and acting like we
didn't notice that I was exposed or that there were people going
by. Not just guys either. He made me flash women and couples and
even that new town cop!"

"Oh my god," I whispered.

"Then, during midterm exams week, we always went to Jack's house
after we finished our exams. We usually got out around one or two
in the afternoon and a bunch of us would meet in Jack's garage.
His dad had a pool table and a poker table there and we would
hang around and try to figure out whether or not we passed the
tests." 

"A lot of times I was the only girl there. Sometimes there were a
dozen guys and me. Except for the dirty jokes they were always
telling there was nothing sexual going on. One day I was there
playing pool with some of the guys and the rest of them were
having a good time watching me bend over to make a shot. They
couldn't see my ass or anything, but they were joking about it."


"That day there were only a few other guys there. I was playing
against Tom Purdy and Ken, Jack, Chris, and Larry were sitting
around watching. I wasn't doing so well and Tom was gloating
about how he was going to humiliate me. You know, just kidding
around."

"Ken spoke up and told Tom that he bet that I could beat him.
Well that was not even a remote possibility and Tom asked him how
much he was willing to bet."

"Ken thought about it a minute and said, 'How about a blowjob?'"

"When he said that I shivered, I realized that Ken had something
planned. He was taking our Master-slave relationship to a new
level. And I instantly knew that I was as excited about it as he
was."

"Tom asked him, 'From you?'"

"Ken laughed and said, 'You wish! I always suspected I was your
type, Tom. No stupid, from Jo.'"

"Tom looked at me and I just stood there looking back and forth
between them. I guess that the fact that I had not said anything,
and had not taken my pool cue to Ken's head, told Tom that he
might just end up with a blowjob."

"Tom got a huge, evil grin on his face and said, 'You got
yourself a bet!'"

"Ken got up before Tom could take his next shot and walked over
behind where I was standing by the pool table. I was wearing a
fairly modest dress. I can't wear Ken's favorite outfits to
school. He took my stick out of my hand and ordered me to give
him my dress. I swear to god I had an orgasm when he said that!"

"So, right there in front of Ken and his four pals I reached
around and unzipped my dress and stepped out of it. Since Ken
doesn't let me wear underwear, and he doesn't even let me own
pantyhose. I was standing in front of everyone in just some thigh
highs and my shoes. Nobody said a word for a long time, but I
could feel all five guys staring at me. God it made me so fucking
hot!"

"It was a pretty good strategy. Tom had a real hard time
concentrating after that. He missed his next two shots and the
other guys were kidding him. I am a shitty pool player tough, and
I had just as much trouble concentrating as Tom did. All I could
think about was that I was naked in front of five guys. Well,
that and that I was going to suck one of them off in a few
minutes. Do you know what? I wanted to. I never doubted for a
minute that Ken would still love me afterwards either. I knew him
too well by then."

"It didn't take long. Although it seemed like a long time to me,
standing there naked. Finally Tom sank the eight ball and looked
at Ken. I suppose he thought Ken would try to back out of his bet
now. I think he was surprised when Ken told him to get
comfortable and get ready for the best blowjob he had ever had."

"I wasn't the least insulted either. I was proud that he thought
that I gave the best blowjobs. I was also proud that he was proud
of me. I was so excited that my thighs were soaked!"

"Tom dropped his pants and sat down in one of the old padded
chairs that lined one wall of the garage. I looked at Ken and he
nodded. So I walked over to Tom and knelt down and gave him one
of the best blowjobs I ever gave, partly because I was so turned
on, but mostly because I didn't want to let Ken down."

"Tom came pretty fast and I swallowed it all down, because Ken
always wanted me to swallow cum. He hated girls that didn't
swallow. While I was sucking him I was staring into Ken's eyes
and I saw that he loved me. I was in fucking heaven!"

"After I finished sucking off Tom, I moved over to Ken, still on
my knees and I begged him to fuck me. I was hornier than I had
ever been in my life and I needed a cock in me so bad!"

"Ken smiled at me and said, "That turned you on, cunt?"" 

"I said, 'Fuck yes!'"

"He just said, 'Let's see how horny you can get then.'"

"Then he asked the other three guys if they would like one of my
blowjobs!"

"Even a virgin has to know that guys don't turn down blowjobs,
especially horny teenage guys. I ended up sucking all four of
them. It didn't take very long and when I finished, Ken made me
lay on the dirty old sofa and he fucked me in front of them. I
actually passed out I came so much. Jesus Jen! I know you must
think I'm a........well, a whore or something. But it was so
fucking hot!"

"I got dressed after that and we went to Ken's house, walked
right through his living room and said hi to his parents and his
brother and his sister, and he took me to his room and we fucked
and sucked until almost ten o'clock. We only quit then because I
had to be home! He had made me call my mom while he was fucking
me and tell her that I was eating supper at his house and I would
be home before my curfew. I was talking to my fucking mom while
he was fucking me! How sick is that?!"

"That was when I found out that his mother was his father's
slave, and so was his sister. Since then, whenever I am at Ken's
house I often have to fuck his father or his little brother, or
both. God, his father is hung like a fucking horse! That was how
Ken learned how to be so good at sex, from his father and
mother."

"After that it wasn't uncommon for Ken to make me stay naked
around his friends. Sometimes I would have sex with them and
sometimes they went home with blue balls and we fucked like
rabbits after using them for foreplay."

"We are engaged now. We are going to get married after high
school. He is going to Middlebury College next year and since it
is only forty-five minutes from town, we are going to live in his
house. Jen, you can't imagine how exciting it is. I thank god
every day for my wonderful Master. There is nothing I wouldn't do
for him. So you are probably going to be exposed to, well, I
don't know. There is no telling what you will be exposed to. Can
I assume from your soaked crotch and the way you are trying to
discretely rub yourself that you aren't too offended?"

I laughed, even though I was embarrassed. I had thought I was
being discrete and that she wasn't watching my hands. I was all
but panting now and I must surely be the horniest virgin on the
planet right then.

Jo asked me, "So tell me Jen, what is your opinion of me now?"

"I am still in awe of you, Jo," I said, honestly. "I am shocked,
but there is no hiding that I found your recent history extremely
exciting. I certainly don't look down on you. I envy you! You
have the best possible relationship with the guy you adore. What
could be hotter than that?"

We talked for a little longer, but we had gotten ready for bed
and turned out the light and we were talking quietly in the dark.
I did not think it possible for me to get to sleep this night and
I was hoping that Jo would hurry up and go to sleep so that I
could go into the bathroom and masturbate. I could still hear my
heart beating loudly in my chest.

It was almost ten o'clock when there was a knock on the door. I
assumed it was one of the chaperones doing bed check. They had
said that they would. I got up and opened the door and there
stood Ken. I gasped and turned red when I saw who it was. He saw
my reaction and laughed quietly.

"I guess Jo has been telling tales," he said. Then he gently but
forcefully pushed into the room. I quickly closed the door behind
him and stood with my back against it. 

Jo sat up and turned on the light on the table between the beds.
She smiled up at Ken and said, "I had to tell her something
Master. She is a sixteen year old virgin. I don't want her to
have a heart attack."

"No shit?" Ken turned to me and asked, "You're an honest to god
virgin?"

I couldn't get any redder. I nodded. I couldn't look him in the
eyes. I was looking down at the floor wishing I could sit down
before my shaking legs gave out and I fell down. 

I didn't know where to sit. I was afraid to get back on my bed
and be that close to them. I thought about going into the
bathroom and staying there until he left but he called me over to
him. 

I hesitated, but I felt helpless. I slowly went and stood beside
where he sat on Jo's bed. I looked at Jo and saw the look of
amusement on her face. I suddenly remembered that all I was
wearing was a thin t-shirt and a pair of panties. I was afraid to
look down and see how exposed I was. I could only hope that the
t-shirt covered me.

Ken looked me up and down and said, "You're a cute little thing.
How'd you stay a virgin this long?"

I shrugged and then suggested honestly, "Too much parental
supervision?"

He laughed and then looked around the room and said, "I don't see
any parents here now."

I just stuttered, "But......but, um....I......Oh god!"

Ken said, "I think you are just like Jo, aren't you? You need a
guy to tell you what to do, don't you?"

I looked at Ken and then at Jo and I thought about how hot I had
gotten when she told me her story. I suddenly realized that he
was probably right! But I didn't want Jo mad at me for messing
around with her boyfriend. Oops, I mean her Master.

While all this was running through my head I suddenly felt Ken's
hand on my thigh. I just about jumped right out of my skin, but
except for the sudden gasp I didn't make a sound. I didn't pull
away either.

He slowly moved his hand up the inside of my thigh and under my
breath I said, "Oh Christ!"

Jo giggled and I looked at her. "Jo?" I asked, "I don't want to
make you mad at me!"

The heat on my thigh from Ken's hand was incredible. I had never
been touched there before and I was having trouble breathing.

Jo said, "Don't be silly! I don't get jealous of my Master. He
can fuck anyone he wants. I have seen him fuck his mother and his
sister and some of the girls from our class. It makes me hot!"

Just then his fingers came into contact with the crotch of my
panties. I nearly fell to the floor. 

"I think she likes it," Ken said. "Her panties are dripping wet."


I groaned in embarrassment and closed my eyes and just enjoyed
the sensations coming from my pussy. I should have been scared or
outraged or......I don't know. I should have been doing anything
but standing there and letting a guy I hardly knew rub my pussy
in front of his girlfriend!

I heard Jo get out of bed on the other side and walk around and
stand behind me. She brushed my hair aside and kissed me on the
back of my neck. I hadn't expected that, but I liked it!

Then I felt her lifting my t-shirt up and I lifted my arms
without hesitation so that she could lift it off over my head.
They both commented on how beautiful my breasts were and their
words were like touches, each one making me even hotter. I felt
Jo's soft hand on my right breast, caressing my swollen flesh and
teasing it. Pinching and then pulling gently on my nipple, inches
from her boyfriend's face. 

I felt a sudden shock course through my body when Ken leaned
forward and took my other nipple into his mouth and gently sucked
and nibbled at it. I couldn't take it any more, my legs collapsed
and the only thing that kept me from falling to the floor was
Ken's strong hand between my legs.

Ken chuckled and Jo said, "Damn she is hot, isn't she? Look at
her. She's beautiful! I told her almost everything. That was how
her panties got so wet."

Together they laid me gently on my bed and Jo stretched out
beside me and moved her fingers over me, tenderly caressing my
body as Ken watched. But Ken wasn't idle. Jo leaned forward and
kissed me on the lips as Ken slowly pulled my panties down. I was
more shocked at Jo's passionate kiss than the fact that I was now
naked in front of Ken. Until I realized, "OH MY GOD, I AM NAKED
IN FRONT OF A BOY!"

Jo kept kissing me, and I liked it. I liked it a lot. After
watching for a few minutes Ken was kissing me too. Only he was
kissing my feet, and my legs, slowly, kissing and licking. All
the way up, working his way to my soaking wet pussy. Talk about
sensory overload! The next few minutes were just a haze. I lay
there kissing my new best friend passionately and enjoying the
touch of her well educated fingers on my breasts while her
boyfriend drove me crazy with his tongue. When I finally, for the
very first time, felt a hot, wet tongue on my pussy I exploded.
If Jo had not been kissing me I would undoubtedly have had people
knocking on our door when I screamed out my pleasure. I knew it
was going to be good. I never imagined it would be like this! I
came and I came and I came until I couldn't stand it any longer.


From the moment Ken had entered our room I had been putty in his,
no, in their hands. They happily spent the next several hours
molding me. I loved everything they did. Ken took my virginity,
with Jo's loving assistance. I learned how to eat pussy, and I
loved it!

I learned how to suck cock. Jo loved to suck cock and she was a
very good teacher. It would be a while before I was as good as
she, but I was off to a good start. She told me all about cum
before I did it, and while I was doing it. She told me about the
taste and the feel of it. She told me how exciting it was to have
it on me, or in me, the more the better. She explained that
different guys tasted differently. Some cum was bitter, some
bleachy, some mild and almost pleasant. She told me how lucky I
was to start with Ken because his cum was delicious. 

I was startled when he first came in my mouth, but I didn't pull
away. I held his cock in my mouth until he was finished cumming,
and then I slowly savored the taste of my first mouthful of cum.


After I swallowed, Jo took me in her arms and kissed me,
exploring my mouth with her tongue to taste her boyfriend's cum.

Sometime between one and two in the morning Ken went back to his
room. Jo and I cuddled in her bed, mine was a mess. 

"See," she said. "You loved it, didn't you?"

"God yes," I whispered. "That was the most exciting thing that
has ever happened to me, and probably that ever will."

"No," Jo said. "There is a lot more. You belong to Ken now too.
At least until he finds you a Master."

I shuddered at that. Not in fear, not in dread. It was so fucking
exciting to hear her say that I am now the possession of a boy!

"But Jo," I asked.  "Doesn't it bother you when he is doing
things to me? How can you not be jealous?"

"Did I seem upset, silly?" she said. I couldn't see her in the
dark, but I heard the affection in her voice. "Sex is sex. Sex is
fun and exciting. We can't help it, it's in our DNA. A lot of
people have love without sex. You read about them all the time in
Dear Abby. And a lot of people have sex without love. It's
fantastic when you have them both. That's what Ken and I have." 

"But it is also fantastic when it is just plain, down and dirty
sex. You don't have to worry about hurting me. I know that Ken
loves me. I love him and seeing him with you was one of those
memories we will share, and cherish for the rest of our lives."

"I am sure you have heard all kinds of horror stories from girls
about how they lost their cherry. You have got to admit, you do
not have a horror story. You loved it, didn't you?"

I didn't say anything, instead I kissed her. 

"You loved it all, didn't you? You are just like me," Jo said.
"The first time Ken made me have sex with a girl I thought I was
going to freak. Until I was actually doing it and found out how
much I liked it. You didn't freak at all, you loved it right from
the beginning. And not many girls get to have an orgasm when they
lose their cherry. How many times did you cum tonight, about a
hundred?!"

I giggled at that, and answered jokingly, "I lost track after
seventy-five."

"Tomorrow it will be the three of us, tomorrow and until you find
a Master. You will have to do what Ken tells you to do. Okay?"

"Yes," I whispered, shuddering in excitement at the very idea of
it.

"That means tomorrow you wear a dress or a skirt and blouse, and
no underwear. I will give you a pair of my hose. You might as
well throw away your pantyhose first thing in the morning."

I felt her hand creep down to my pussy and she rubbed it gently
and said, "This little pussy must always be available to Ken, or
anyone else that he decides to allow to use it."

As she said that her finger moved over my clit and I had one last
orgasm for the evening. She whispered in my ear that in the
morning we would take a shower together and she would help me
trim my pubic hair the way Ken liked it.

I could easily picture Jo's pussy in my mind. It has spent a long
time in my mouth this evening. She had a small arrow shaped pubic
patch, pointing right at her pussy.

It took me forever to get to sleep that night. When our phone
rang at six the next morning I was startled out of a deep sleep,
full of the most erotic images. I really hated to wake up. I felt
Jo's arms around me and knew that it had not been a dream. I
answered the phone and it was my English teacher, Mrs. Carson,
one of the chaperones. She had been driving the car that Jo and I
had been riding in on the trip down here. We all liked her a lot,
she was real nice.

"Come on sleepy head, get up! We have a city to see. Breakfast
downstairs in half an hour."

I managed to mumble that we would be there. Then I sat up and
turned to Jo. She was smiling at me and she looked so sleepy, and
so pretty. 

I suddenly blurted out, "I wish I could be pretty like you."

She got the strangest look on her face and said, "What?! You're
kidding, right? I have always thought that you were the prettiest
girl in the class, and you don't even need make up like most of
the rest of us. How sad it is that you don't know it!"

"Do you mean that?" I asked, honestly astounded.

"Jesus yes, you're beautiful! You have that pretty, innocent
look. Guys love that, it drives them crazy. That dark red hair
doesn't suck either. How do you get your hair so thick and
lustrous? I would kill for your hair."

"Well," I said with a big smile. "Last night you said you were
going to take off some of my hair. I tell you what. You can keep
whatever you cut off." She reached out to slap my ass and I
darted away. "Come on, we only have half an hour to get ready."

I ran to the bathroom and turned on the hot water in the shower.
Then I peed and while I was brushing my teeth Jo came in and used
the toilet. When she was done she put the lid down and made me
sit back down on a towel. She pushed my legs apart and quickly
trimmed my pubic patch, which was already closely trimmed, into
an arrow like hers, pointing right at my pussy. 

The water finally got hot and we grabbed our soaps and shampoos
and we climbed into the shower together. We giggled like girls as
we soaped each other up and then she used her razor to trim my
arrow and had me do the same to hers. When I had tidied her up
down there I kissed her pussy and then I stood up and we
shampooed each other's hair and finally rinsed off and toweled
dry as quickly as we could. It was getting late. 

I had packed mostly dresses. I thought that seemed appropriate
for touring our national city. But they were all quite
conservative. They all reached down to, or below my knees. When I
had put on my shortest one, Jo just shook her head and said,
"Don't worry, we'll work on it tonight."

We got to the hotel restaurant downstairs about five minutes
late, but we were only having cereal and juice so it wasn't a
problem. We approached the table where Ken and two of his friends
were sitting waiting for breakfast. There was an empty chair on
each side of Ken and Jo and I each took one of them. I realized
as we sat down that Jo had fucked both of Ken's friends. A shiver
ran through me when I realized that I probably would too before
we left this town!

Just thinking about it made my pussy get wet. I was starting to
wish I had on underwear. I had never gone without before and it
felt kind of nice, it felt free. But if I was going to keep
getting wet like this it was going to be a problem.

Ken said good morning and I noticed the way his two friends, Tom
and Larry, were looking at me. It suddenly occurred to me that he
must have told them about what we did last night and I felt
myself turn bright red. I tried to act nonchalant though. I
smiled at everyone and returned their greetings. 

Ken looked at me and said, "Show me your arrow."

I looked around, nobody at the other tables seemed to be paying
attention to us, but both Larry and Tom would be able to see my
pussy when I pulled my skirt up. Still, with my heart beating so
loudly I was sure they could hear it, I reached down and pulled
my skirt up until my pubic hair was uncovered. 

I watched Ken look down and smile. I was too embarrassed to look
at Tom or Larry. I held my skirt up for a minute, until Ken
nodded. Then, trying to look calm and worldly, I slowly pulled it
back down. I quickly glanced around to make sure that nobody was
looking, and I looked right into Mrs. Carson's eyes! 

"Oh my god," I thought. "She saw that!" I held my breath for a
moment, waiting for all hell to break loose right there in the
restaurant. Nothing happened! I took a deep breath then and
sighed with relief. I guess she hadn't seen anything. She just
smiled at me and looked away.

Except for my little display, breakfast went well. We all talked
about normal things. The sights we were looking forward to,
things we had seen on the trip. This wasn't my normal circle of
friends. My circle of friends was pretty much just Theresa. But
we were getting along great and everyone was being so nice to me.
There was certainly no doubt that Jo liked me!

After breakfast we were given time to go to our rooms and get our
stuff and get ready. The tour bus that the school had hired would
pick us up at the side door in fifteen minutes.

I thought it would take that long for everyone to get up and down
from our rooms on the tenth and eleventh floors using those two
creaky old elevators, but everyone made it. The five of us from
breakfast sat together in the rear seat of the bus. The seating
arrangement was Ken on one end, then Jill, Larry, me and Tom on
the other end. As soon as the bus was moving I had Tom's hand on
one thigh and Larry's on the other. I looked over and saw Ken and
Jill smiling at me, so I just let it happen. It was fortunate
that the rides between sights were not that long. The idea of
screaming my way through orgasm after orgasm on the bus ride was
not all that far fetched. I had several, thankfully quiet,
orgasms as we rode around town that day. Many times I had two
fingers in my pussy as the two boys sawed discreetly in and out
of me. I had realized, in time thankfully, that my pussy was
flooding and I lifted my skirt up in back so that it didn't get
soaked. I could see that I was going to have to start carrying a
towel around.

Our first day was mostly a tour of the major monuments. At each
one we would get off the bus and the guide would lead us to the
monument and tell us all kinds of little stories about the person
being memorialized or the making of the monument. It was very
interesting. 

At each stop Mrs. Carson was standing by the bus door making sure
everyone got off the bus. Each time I got on or off the bus she
looked me right in the eye and I could never look at her without
blushing. I don't know what she knew, but she knew something! 

It suddenly occurred to me that nobody had come around last night
for bed check. One of the rules was that one of the chaperones
was to go to every room every night and make sure that all of us
were in our rooms. They had to actually see us and check out our
rooms. It was a good thing that they forgot us last night!

I noticed that the five of us were almost always together, and
always in the back of the group. One, and sometimes both of the
guys had their hands on me almost all the time. It wasn't even
unusual to feel a hand on my ass and on more than one occasion,
right there in public, one of them would lift up the back of my
dress and the other would grab my ass. They didn't even look
around to see if anyone was looking. Unfortunately, more often
than not, someone, or a lot of someones, was! I never said a word
though. In fact, I had never been so aroused. The constant
touching and the constant exposure were keeping me on the edge
all day. I was ready to jump somebody!

The most embarrassing part was that I was absolutely positive
that Mrs. Carson knew what was going on. Well, maybe not
absolutely positive, pretty damned sure?

I tried to ignore Larry and Tom and take some good pictures and
listen to the tour guide. I think the only thing that Tom and
Larry saw all day was my ass! We had lunch at a large cafeteria
and this time it was the five of us and Mrs. Carson at our table.
I thought that would give me a chance to eat in peace. 

I guess I am pretty nave. Still, it was a shock when Mrs. Carson
sat down and handed Ken $20 and said, "You won! I have to hand it
to you son, I never thought you could get her cherry in one
night! You are good!"

Ken smiled at her and said, "Thanks mom." 

Ken Carson! Of course! How could I not know that! Oh crap, my
English teacher now knows that I am a sex slave for her son and
his friends. 

She reached over and caressed my cheek and said, "Calm down
darling, enjoy yourself. I know how exciting it is, I envy you."

Well, that was nice of her to say, but I was still in so much
shock that I couldn't talk.

By the time we had seen all the monuments on the schedule for
today everyone was exhausted and it was too late to get back to
the hotel in time for supper. So we had the bus drop us off at
the hotel and we went off to look for somewhere to eat. There
were a few places nearby, but not suitable for thirty people.
After one of the chaperones talked to a cop we ended up giving up
and going back to the hotel and ordering out. A lot of the kids
were worn out and just wanted to go to sleep. Not me. Sleep was
the farthest thing from my mind. I had two large appetites!

The six of us, Jo and I and the three boys and Mrs. Carson got in
one elevator car and we went up to her room on the tenth floor.
As soon as we got inside we decided to order three pizzas. Larry
made the call and Mrs. Carson walked up and put her arms around
me and said, "It has been a hot sweaty day. We need a shower."
Then she started undressing me.

I felt everyone's eyes on me as my dress was removed, and it felt
good. I felt sexy. My ass and my pussy and my tits had been
exposed and played with all damn day and I was horny as hell.
Mrs. Carson led me into the bathroom and we took a quick shower.
We dried off and went back out into the room naked.

She stretched out on the bed and put her hand down by her pussy
and wiggled her finger. The rest of the group cycled through the
shower one at a time while those not showering watched me
pleasure my English teacher with my mouth. Whenever someone
entered or left the room they walked past me and their hands
caressed my ass or my pussy. It was like the whole world revolved
around me. I loved it.

Mrs. Carson had several orgasms by the time there was a knock at
the door. Ken opened it and let the pizza guy in. I heard him say
"Holy shit!" when he spotted us on the bed. I heard someone pay
him for the pizza but before he could leave Mrs. Carson called
out to him. 

"Excuse me young man, did he give you a tip?" she asked.

There was a pause, he didn't even know! His attention had been
elsewhere. Finally he answered, "Yes ma'am."

"How much was it?" she asked, still laying there on the bed with
her pussy in my mouth.

"He gave me five dollars, ma'am."

"Oh, that isn't enough! Jen, get over there and give that young
man a decent tip right this instant!"

I got up and walked over to the young man, I knew what I was
supposed to do. I dropped to my knees and unfastened his pants
and pulled them down. Then, right there in front of everyone, I
took his hard cock into my mouth and sucked it down. The poor guy
came almost instantly, grabbing my head and groaning after only a
few strokes of my lips and tongue. That didn't seem fair, so I
held him in my mouth, after swallowing his cum, and once he had
relaxed a little I sucked him off again. I felt like such a slut,
it was wonderful!

I felt everyone watching and they made it even better.

As soon as he left one of the guys got some drinks out of the
refrigerator and we sat down to eat the pizza, all of us in the
nude.

As soon as we were full I was ready to go to bed. It had been a
long hard day. First though, I had to take care of Larry and Tom.
They had had a long hard day too. And I don't think they saw a
single monument!

I knelt between Larry's legs and sucked him down as much as
possible. I was really surprised at how big his cock was. He was
such a skinny kid! While I was doing that I felt Tom behind me
and, finally, relief! I needed a cock so bad right then. Now I
had two! This was great, although I must admit that as soon as I
felt Tom in my pussy I had trouble concentrating on Larry's nice
cock. That is probably why he was finally able to get it all the
way down my throat when I wasn't paying attention. Jo and Mrs.
Carson cheered for me when my lips circled the base of Larry's
cock. I was startled, and it hurt at first. By the time he came
in my mouth though, I had pretty much gotten used to it. 

When they had both cum in me I went into the bathroom and cleaned
up a little. I went back out and Mrs. Carson called me over and
had me sit on the bed. I was really tired and wanted to sleep,
but thankfully she just had a couple questions. She asked if I
was using birth control and I had to tell her that I wasn't. Then
she asked about my last period. Fortunately it had ended only
days before we left on the trip, so I was reasonably safe. 

She told me that she would see to it that I got some birth
control pills when we got home. I thanked her and she pulled me
down and kissed me goodnight, with just a hint of tongue of
course. Then Jo picked up my dress, stockings, shoes, purse and
camera and with Ken on one arm and Jo on the other I was led,
naked, all the way down the hall to my room. They had, of course,
dressed before leaving the room. 

There were at least a dozen people from my class in rooms on this
floor, and probably fifty strangers. This night I got lucky. All
of the people who saw me walking casually down the call in the
nude were strangers.

We went into our room and Ken and Jo quickly undressed. I was
already naked of course. I hoped that they would leave me out of
it tonight. I was exhausted. I almost got my wish. Before I went
to bed, Ken wanted to see if I could take his cock down my throat
like I had for Larry. 

I got on my knees in front of him and I tried. I really wanted to
do it. For some reason I couldn't get it to go into my throat,
probably because it was much thicker than Larry's. Just as I was
about to give up though, Jo came up behind me and as I was
stroking back down on her Master's cock she pushed gently but
firmly on the back of my head and before I knew what was going on
I had my lips circling the base of Ken's large cock. 

He liked it too. He groaned and swore out loud, "God damn baby,
this cunt is pretty good! Not as good as you, but she definitely
has potential!" 

I felt pretty proud as he pulled out and went to bed with Jo.

I curled up in my bed and went to sleep with the sound of their
lovemaking in my ears. Man! I had some wild dreams that night!

The dreams were hot, but I slept like a log until the phone rang
the next morning. I awoke with Jo spooning me from behind. She
woke up too and as I answered the phone she was kissing my
shoulders and caressing my tits. After I hung up I turned around
and we kissed. I could still taste Ken's cum in her mouth! But we
didn't have time to play. We had to shower and dress. At least
this morning we could save a little time since we didn't need to
shave!

We came back into the room to dress and I reached for one of my
dorky dresses. Jo stopped me and handed me one of hers. I had
never worn anything like this before. It was a little scary, and
very exciting. I put it on and it came to about four inches below
my pussy. I felt naked. It was so short that I wouldn't be able
to wear the stockings! I put my shoes on and she looked at me and
clapped her hands and squealed in delight. 

"The guys are gonna love it!" she exclaimed. 

I hurried into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. "Oh my
god," I thought. "I can see my nipples!" 

Then, to make it even more interesting, Jo came up with a pair of
scissors and cut off the top two buttons!

I said, "Mrs. Carson may be okay with this, but what about the
other chaperones?"

"I guess we sill soon find out," Jill said with an evil leer. 

We hurried downstairs and just like yesterday, everyone else was
already in the dining room. We walked in and I heard all
conversation stop as we walked over to our table. I looked around
and recognized several men that had seen me naked in the hall
last night. I saw them nudge their table mates and point at me.
Before I even got to my seat my damned traitorous pussy was
leaking again!

I looked around and noticed that Mrs. Carson was smiling and
nodding at me. I smiled back. I saw Mr. Storm, our History
teacher. He also seemed to enjoy my entrance. The other three
chaperones in the room weren't teachers, they were parents. They
obviously disapproved of my outfit. But nobody said anything.
After breakfast we dashed upstairs and I brushed my teeth again
and picked up my camera and purse but Jo stopped me. She took my
wallet and put it in her purse so all I had to carry was my
camera.

We ended up in the back seat again, only today it wasn't Larry
and Tom. Today it was Chris and Frank. Larry and Tom sat in the
seat in front of us so they could watch.

Just like yesterday, as soon as I was seated between the guys
their hands were all over me. Today we were going to the
Smithsonian. I guess we should have waited until after rush hour
because the traffic was outrageous. We spent an hour and a half
in stop and go traffic. The five of us in the back seat loved
every minute of it. I was more accessible with Jo's dress on,
especially with the buttons missing from the top. 

I was second from the left again and Chris was between me and the
side of the bus. He pulled his cock out and had me play with it
as the bus made its way at a snails pace through town.

Just before Chris pulled my face down over his cock Mrs. Carson
came back to check on us. She smiled warmly at me just as Chris
pulled me down and came in my mouth. As soon as I had swallowed
all of his cum, I popped back up and returned Mrs. Carson's
smile.

I glanced around, hoping nobody had seen what I had just done,
but as I licked a drop of cum from the corner of my mouth I saw
Mr. Lathrop grinning at me! 

"Shit," I thought, "busted!

I was shocked when he just turned around and ignored us after
that.

When no one was looking Chris and Frank traded seats and before
very long I had swallowed my second load of cum for the morning.
I had begun to see what Jo had been talking about that first
night about the different flavors that cum came in. So far Ken
was still the tastiest.

Speaking of Ken, I glanced over just in time to see Jo get pulled
down onto Ken's lap. At first I thought she was just sitting on
his lap. Then I realized she was fucking him. As she bounced
slowly up and down on Ken's cock, Mrs. Carson leaned over as
though she were whispering in Jo's ear, but I saw her tongue come
out and lick her ear very sensuously. I saw Jo's knuckles on the
back of the seat in front of her go white and I knew she was
coming as she fucked Ken and his mother licked her ear. A moment
later I heard Ken groan quietly and shoot into her pussy. Then I
watched as Jo returned to her seat. She bent down and cleaned
Ken's cock with her mouth, then put his cock away and zipped his
pants up. What a nice girl!

We finally arrived at the museum and we were ordered to stay
together. We all had cell phones, a requirement for the trip, and
the chaperones had a list of all of our numbers. Just in case we
started getting separated.

I remembered that Jo made me leave my purse in the room so that
all I had to carry was my camera. I didn't have my cell phone. I
wasn't the only one that noticed that I didn't have my purse. Mr.
Lathrop asked me where my cell phone was and I told him that at
the last moment I had left my purse in the room and forgot to
bring it. But I assured him I would stay with my friends. He
smiled and nodded. Then he got behind us and he and Mr. Storm
spent the entire day following me. Well, me and Frank and Chris.
They never said a word as Chris and Frank lifted my skirt and
played with my ass all day! I didn't dare turn around to see how
many people were looking at my ass, but I suspected that a large
portion of the tourist population of D.C. had ample opportunity
to enjoy the view!

I really surprised myself. Two days ago I was a nave young
virgin, albeit a horny one. Today I was a slut! I was terribly
embarrassed as my skirt kept being lifted over my ass. To add to
my torment, hands were casually inserted into my top to grasp my
breasts with no attempt at stealth. I was painfully aware though,
that every time I got embarrassed I got more excited. I was so
horny that if someone didn't fuck me soon I was going to scream!

At one point I had been staring at an exhibit and the two guys
each had a hand on one my bare ass cheeks. I finally turned to
move on to the next exhibit and saw an entire class of kids in
the thirteen to fourteen year age range staring at my ass. Their
teachers were both standing there with their mouths wide open. It
is a very good thing that looks can't kill!

We ate lunch at the Smithsonian and spent the entire day there.
We hardly saw any of it! I mean, we saw a lot, but even moving
quickly we only saw most of two of the buildings. When it was
finally time to go everyone was exhausted and more than ready,
even though there was so much more to see. We found our way back
to the bus. We managed to make it back to the hotel in time for
supper this time. The food was as good as the service, which
sucked big time. But nobody got sick and nobody was hungry, and I
didn't have to tip the pizza guy, not that I minded. 

After dinner we all went to our own rooms. Jo and I took a
shower, together. We were out of the shower and drying off when
there was a knock on the door. I wrapped a towel around myself
and answered it. It was the bellboy. I was peeking around the
door to see who it was and he said, "Good evening Miss. Are you
Jen?"

"Yes, can I help you?"

He handed me a note and said, "I was told to give this to you."

I opened the note and it said, "Invite this guy in and give him a
blowjob. Ken"

I looked at him and said, "Do you know what this note says?"

"Yes Miss."

"Please come in."

I stepped back and opened the door all the way and the bellhop
came in. I heard a noise and looked around and saw Jo in the
bathroom door trying not to laugh. 

"Did you know about this?" I asked her.

She nodded. 

I turned back to the bellhop and saw that his pants were already
open. I invited him to sit down but he wanted to stand. So I
dropped my towel and fell to my knees and started kissing and
nuzzling his cock, then I took it in my mouth and started
sucking. I thought I was doing a pretty good job but the guy
said, "The guy that gave me the note said that you can
deepthroat."

I heard Jo laughing again. Bitch!

Oh well, there was nothing special about the guys cock, I
supposed I could do it, I did it before. I gave it a couple of
tries and before long the head of his cock was in my throat and
the bellhop was going nuts. He grabbed my head and held on and
was yelling his fucking head off. Jo came running over and put
her hand over his mouth and asked him to please be quiet but by
then I had a mouthful of cum and it was over. I swallowed and
licked his cock clean and helped him put his pants back on. 

He finally thanked me graciously and left. As soon as the door
closed Jo cracked up. 

"Jesus Christ," I said. "Three days ago I had never seen a cock,
now I have sucked, shit let me think. I have to count them!
Seven! In less than three days I have sucked seven cocks. Two of
them I don't even know the guys names! What was that all
about?!"

Jo finally stopped laughing and came over to me. She reached out
and put two fingers in my pussy and held them up to my face. They
were sopping wet. She licked one of her fingers clean, then she
stuck the other one in my mouth and I cleaned it for her.

"We have to go somewhere in a little while. So you have to get
dressed again. You had to suck that guy's cock because that was
what it cost Ken to get the address of the place we are going to.
Now, put that dress you wore today back on."

I guess I was getting used to doing what I was told. I slipped
the dress back on and Jo got dressed again too. At nine o'clock
Ken came to our door and we left with him. I tried to find out
where we were going but they would only say, "You'll see."

We went out of the hotel and Ken got a taxi. He gave the driver
an address and it took us half an hour to get there. It was a
tattoo parlor! I looked at them in disbelief. No fucking way was
I getting a tattoo! Not that I wouldn't like one, but the minute
either of my parents saw it I would be grounded for the rest of
my fucking life!

Ken paid the driver, but before we got out Jo took a dog collar
out of her purse and put it on my neck. Then she attached a leash
and she got out and pulled me after her. The driver was watching
this in amazement. Ken saw his look and said to him, "We are
going to have our pet's nipples pierced. If you would like to
come in and watch, you can, and then you could drive us back to
the hotel."

The driver parked the car before Ken could even get out! I had
heard what Ken said and I turned to Jo and said, "I can't Jo, my
parents would kill me."

She said, "Jen, how long has it been since either of your parents
has seen your nipples?"

I thought about that for a minute and I think the last time was
when my mother bought me my first training bra, about four or
five years ago. I sighed in resignation and we waited for Ken and
the driver to walk back from their parking space. 

I looked around and was surprised that it wasn't really a seedy
area. Not like where they put tattoo parlors back home. More like
bohemian. There were book stores and coffee shops and markets. It
looked like a nice place to live. I suppose that was why I was
drawing so much attention with my collar and leash.

We finally followed Ken into the shop and the guy at the counter
looked up and smiled. He welcomed us to his shop and Ken said,
"Hi. I'm Ken. I called you earlier, about the piercing."

He smiled and looked at me and said, "I suppose that this is the
minor that you want to have pierced without her parent's
permission?"

"Yes sir."

"What about you, little lady, do you want your nipples pierced?"
he asked.

I took a deep breath and said, "Yes sir."

"What would you like in them?" he asked.

I had not been planning on a piercing, so I didn't know what I
wanted. Finally I said, "Whatever Ken wants."

The guy came out from behind the counter and closed the door to
the shop and locked it. He put up a 'closed' sign and all five of
us went through into the back. There was one large room in the
back with four tattoo stations. Two of them had comfortable
looking chairs for the customer and two of them had padded
tables. 

There was a big biker getting his back tattooed when we went in.
He was laying down facing us and he watched as I followed Ken's
order to remove my dress. I took it off and handed it to Jo. Then
I sat in one of the chairs, it was a little like a beauty shop
chair. It was weird being the only naked person in the room. 

The guy that was going to stab me was talking to Ken, deciding on
what to stick in my tits. They finally selected a pair of small
rings. Since Jo had bars in her nipples, I guess he wanted to be
able to tell me and Jo apart in the dark.

He had a table set up by my chair with everything on it. He sat
down facing me and started playing with my nipples. I would
normally have enjoyed that but I was just a wee bit too fucking
terrorized to get anything out of it this time. On the other
hand, my nipples seem to have minds of their own and before long
they were standing tall. 

The guy said, "Beautiful! Perfect! Don't worry darling. You have
perfect nipples for this. It won't be any problem at all." 

Easy for him to say! Let me stick one of those needles in his
dick and see what he thinks!

He started swabbing my nipple with alcohol and Jo came up to the
chair and started kissing me. "What the fuck!" I thought, but
then I realized she was distracting me. It was working!

I jumped when I felt something on my nipple, but it was only the
clamp he used to hold it in place. I went back to kissing Jo and
then I felt the needle. The guy moved fast and I was very
distracted, and to be honest it really wasn't that bad. He put
the ring in and swabbed it down again and I looked down and I
hated to say it, but I liked it!

He held my tit in his hand and admired his handiwork for a
moment. Then he said, "Perfect! That wasn't so bad was it?"

I had to admit that it wasn't.

He and Jo switched sides and while he was getting ready I was
looking around. The biker was staring and grinning like crazy. So
was the cab driver. So was Ken! This was definitely a class trip
to remember!

When the guy was ready he started making my other nipple hard. Jo
leaned over to kiss me again and I said "Thanks Jo." She smiled
and we started kissing. Then it got even better when I felt a
finger playing with my pussy! I guess Ken thought he would help
too. How sweet!

The second nipple was as easy as the first and after he had put
the ring in and swabbed my nipple he stood up and Jo straightened
out and I saw that it wasn't Ken fingering my pussy. It was the
cab driver. Jeez! He had been handling nasty money all day for
Christ's sake!

I started to get up and get dressed but Ken stopped me. "Sorry
kid," he said. "The only way I could talk him into doing it to
you at your age was to offer him a little extra. I'm afraid that
it wasn't money he wanted."

I just rolled my eyes. "Oh well," I thought, "when I finally get
married my husband will appreciate all of these practice
blowjobs!"

Only he didn't want a blowjob. He bent me over one of the padded
benches and fucked me from behind. It was obvious he enjoyed his
work. He must have gotten really turned on playing with my tits.
I was starting to think he should have paid me! He had a nice
cock but he didn't last long enough to work up a sweat.

When he was finished he let me clean up in their bathroom and
then he instructed me in the care and feeding of pierced human
flesh. I felt like I should be mad at Ken, but I kept looking at
them. They were tender right now, but I liked them! They looked
hot!

I finally got my dress back and put it on, very carefully, while
everyone watched. Then we left for the ride back to the hotel. I
was really exhausted now, and extremely grateful that I didn't
have to suck off the cab driver. I can't believe Ken missed out
on that opportunity! 

It was late when we got back to the room. I stripped off the
dress, again, and went right to bed. Instead of going to bed, Jo
stretched out beside me and while she and I kissed Ken fucked her
to several orgasms before he finally came. Then he got up and
went around the bed and made me lick him clean. That didn't seem
fair. She is the one that made the mess! Still, it wasn't a
request it was an order. I sucked him clean and then I did the
same for her. We cuddled up finally and went to sleep in each
other's arms.

The next morning it wasn't a phone call that woke us, it was a
knock on the door. Jo sat up in bed while I picked up my bath
towel from last night and answered the door. It was Mrs. Carson.
She breezed right past me and said, "You two are always late. I
am going to see to it that today you are on time." 

Then she pulled my towel off and said, "Alright, let's see your
new jewelry!" 

"Damn!" I thought, "Everybody knows! I wonder if the President
got the word yet."

She examined them very carefully and she assured me that they
were beautiful. The rings I mean. She had previously complimented
me on my breasts.

Jo and I took a quick shower and touched up our arrows. We dried
off and when I went to find something to wear Mrs. Carson handed
me a box. I opened it and pulled out a beautiful sundress. It was
just my size, though awfully short. The material was so thin
that, although it wasn't see-through exactly, you could see what
was under it. I could see the rings in my nipples! Hell, I could
see the bumps on my areola! Then I looked down and noticed that
when the dress was laying flat against my stomach I could see the
arrow!

I thought it looked fine but I remembered the other chaperones
yesterday and asked Mrs. Carson if she was sure that this was
what she wanted me to wear, in light of the dirty looks I got
yesterday. 

She smiled and said that there was only one of the chaperones I
needed to worry about, Cindy's mother, Mrs. Kelley. They had a
long talk yesterday and she had assured Mrs. Kelley that she was
going to take me under her wing and try to make a proper young
lady out of me. 

"You mean like I was three days ago?" I asked.

"Exactly!" she said with a big smile. "If it's the last thing I
do, I am going to straighten you out darling." Then she put her
hands on the side of my face and kissed me deeply and said, "Fuck
Mrs. Kelley, you look beautiful! Come on girls, let's go get
breakfast."

Today we were to visit our Senator's office and then take a tour
of the Senate Office Building. That was only about five blocks
from the hotel so we started walking after breakfast. Five blocks
might not sound like far, but five blocks in D.C. was a long
damned walk! Still, it wasn't a total waste. We passed what
looked like a couple of good restaurants which we made a note of
for the long walk back this evening.

We found our way to the Senator's office. He was in a hurry to go
to a hearing but he talked to us for a few minutes. Then he had
someone from his staff show us around and we watched a very
boring session of the Senate for a little while. The funny thing
was that there were a lot more of us in the room than Senators!

In the afternoon he had arranged for us to tour the Whitehouse.
That was cool! The guy living in it is a moron, but the
Whitehouse and the things in it were worth the trip to town. We
didn't see anyone famous though, that was disappointing. I was
hoping to see at least the first lady or someone. But all in all
it was a great afternoon, and nobody bothered to pull up my dress
all day! Gee, I wonder if they are tired of me already.

The day was finally over for us and we started back to the hotel.
It was still kind of early so when we stopped at the restaurant
we were lucky enough to get seated. They had a large room in the
back for meetings which they set up for us. They weren't really
prepared for a group as large as ours but the service was better
than you might expect anyway, and the food was fantastic, and
expensive.

We finally started back to the hotel just after dark. As usual we
were all pretty tired. That didn't detract from what some of the
guys had picked up as a new hobby. Much to my relief they weren't
tired of me after all. All the way back to the hotel Larry and
Tom lifted up my skirt in the back and displayed my ass to Mr.
Storm and Mr. Lathrop.

Jo and I stopped in at the lounge and bought some soft drinks.
Room service was expensive and I usually ended up blowing
someone, and unlike Mrs. Carson, we didn't have a refrigerator in
our little room. We went up to our room and got some ice from the
machine to keep the drinks cold while we showered. 

We took a quick shower and I put some more antiseptic on my
nipples. After our showers we sat in my bed, naked, and watched
TV. The TV in our room was old when Leave it to Beaver was a new
show! The picture would be good for a few minutes and then freak
out for a few minutes. So we turned it off and talked for a
while.

I missed Theresa, but I could never share with her the things
that had happened here. Jo was my new best friend now, and I felt
kind of guilty about that. She was more than a friend though. She
was a friend with benefits. There are a whole lot of women out
there that could not tell you what their friend's pussy tastes
like. Well, to be honest, I doubt if I could describe the taste
either, but I knew it when I tasted it, and I liked it!

Jo and I talked about everything, sex, nipples, Mrs. Carson, Ken,
school. We talked about how I felt about the things that were
happening to me. She told me that if I started having a problem
with it to let her know. I told her I was having the best
vacation of my life. We talked about everything and nothing.
Then, just before ten o'clock there was a quiet knock at the
door. 

"Here we go again!" I thought.

I didn't even bother to put something on. I opened the door a
crack and saw Mrs. Carson so I pulled the door open to let her
in. She came in, followed closely by Mr. Storm and Mr. Lathrop!

She said, sternly, "Mr. Storm and Mr. Lathrop have had some
rather disturbing things to say about you young lady." 

I am standing there fucking naked for god sakes! Does she really
expect me to keep a straight face?

Oh well, I can try. "I'm sorry. I have been trying to be good.
What did I do wrong?" 

"I understand that, not only have you been flashing your backside
all over town, you are not wearing underwear and you are allowing
some of the boys to actually touch you under your dress! Is there
any truth to that?" Mrs. Carson asked, obviously outraged at my
scandalous behavior.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Carson. The boys lifted my skirt up and they did
play with my butt. I just didn't want to make a fuss and get
anyone in trouble so I ignored them."

Mrs. Carson said, "That is no excuse young lady and you are going
to have to be taught a lesson! These gentlemen are going to show
you what can happen to young girls that let young men take
liberties with them."

Mrs. Carson examined my nipples again and said, "These are coming
along nicely dear. Don't forget to use your antiseptic."

I could see Storm and Lathrop undressing behind her and then Jo
moved over to her own bed and the next thing I knew Lathrop was
laying on my bed and while I deep throated him Storm fucked me
with what felt like a very impressive cock. 

Mrs. Carson sat with Jo and they watched for a while, until Mrs.
Carson pulled her skirt up and put Jo to work with her tongue.

Storm and Lathrop were exchanging comments over my back about the
relative merits of my various orifices and before long I was
facing the other way and I saw Storm's cock for the first time.
Damn! That sucker was as thick as my wrist! No matter how hard I
tried I could not get it into my throat. And I did try. Finally I
looked up at him and apologized for my failure. He patted my head
and smiled and said, "That's okay sweetheart, you are doing a
very good job. I am afraid that when you are built like I am,
deepthroat is something you only get on a DVD. Thanks for trying.
I enjoyed the effort. I smiled at him and went back to sucking. 

They changed around a couple more times before Mr. Lathrop came
in my mouth. I swallowed and sucked his cock clean, and then Mr.
Storm laid me down on my back and got on top of me and gave me
the ride of my life. I was going to have to stay after school
some night and talk about History with him. I loved that fat
cock! I came a half a dozen times before he finally shot his huge
load up into me. After he rolled off I sucked him clean, which he
really appreciated and then he and Mr. Lathrop got dressed and,
after watching Jo and Mrs. Carson for a few minutes they said
goodbye and left.

I watched for a few minutes and then I went over and started
kissing Mrs. Carson's Breasts while Jo ate her pussy. I guess
that was the right thing to do because almost immediately she
started having a huge orgasm and she pulled me up and our lips
met and we kissed passionately until she came back down from
heaven.

Jo looked exhausted. I helped her up and let her lay down beside
Mrs. Carson. I licked her pretty face clean and then I started
kissing my way down to her pussy. She stopped me and said she was
too tired. She just wanted to sleep. She fell asleep with Mrs.
Carson. I went into the bathroom and cleaned up and doctored my
nipples and then went to sleep in my bed.

Mrs. Carson was gone when we woke up the next morning. It was
again a knock on the door that woke me. I answered it naked and
then jumped back behind the door when I saw that it was another
boy from the class, but not one of Ken's friends. At least I
didn't think so. I had certainly made his day!

He blushed as red as my hair and said, "Hi Jen. Mr. Storm said
that you left this on the bus the other day and he forgot to give
it to you. He asked me to stop by and drop it off."

"Thanks Jerry," I said. "Sorry if I offended you. I was only half
awake."

"That's a joke, right?" he asked. "Which monastery do you think I
live in?!"

I smiled and stepped out from behind the door and gave him a kiss
and thanked him again. Then I closed the door and opened the box.
Jo was leaning up with her head resting on one hand watching. 

"Have you noticed that people keep giving you shit?" she asked,
maybe half joking.

"Yes, I have noticed," I said. "Unfortunately, they are giving me
things that would give my parents heart attacks."

 I held up the new dress that was apparently a gift from Mr.
Storm. It covered all the important bits, but everywhere else was
lace! It would be obvious that I wasn't wearing anything under
it. It would be obvious that I was a slut. I really didn't feel
right about wearing this to national monuments and historical
sites. It just seemed totally inappropriate. I held it up and
showed Jo and said, "I can't wear this on a class trip to a
museum or wherever the hell we are going today!"

Jo smiled and said, "Dummy! Didn't you read the schedule?"

"Um, no, I was never given a schedule!" I said, still not sure
what the deal was.

"Today is a free day. We can go where we want as long as we don't
go alone, we tell a chaperone where we are going, and carry our
cell phones. We just have to check in every few hours."

I held up the dress again and I wondered where I was going. I
didn't have any plans, but I was reasonably sure that someone had
plans for me.

Jo and I went ahead and took our showers and got dressed and went
down to breakfast. There were only a few of our group at
breakfast. Thankfully, none of them were Cindy or Mrs. Kelley. I
sat with Jo and Ken and the other four guys. Jo told them about
Jerry bringing me the dress this morning and they got a big kick
out of that.

The boys pigged out and Jo and I had our usual cereal and juice.
We took our time though and there was a lot of kidding around and
it was a lot of fun. I was suddenly struck by the fact that I had
had sex with everyone at the table in the last few days.

Out loud I said, "I wonder what life will be like when I get back
home? I can't go back to being a virgin again. What do I do about
Theresa? If she finds out what I have done she will have a
pony!"

Everyone thought that was amusing and Ken said, "First, we won't
let you go back to being a virgin, so don't go dreaming about
bras and panties. You won't be wearing them. Second, Theresa is
Larry's sex slave and was very disappointed when she got sick and
couldn't come along and be there when you lost your virginity."

I looked at Ken and I looked at Larry and I said, "Bullshit! You
are shitting me, right?! I know Theresa. She has been my friend
since fifth grade. I was scared to death because everyone was two
years older than me and she looked out for me and became my
closest friend. I would know if she wasn't a virgin!"

"Apparently not," Ken said. He turned to the others at the table
and said, "Is there anyone here who has not fucked Theresa?"

Jo smiled and raised her hand, then she said, "But we have
enjoyed many a sixty-nine!"

"No way," I said. 

"Larry," Ken said, "How long has Theresa belonged to you?"

Larry thought about it for a moment and said, "Almost two
years."

Ken turned back to me and said, "Theresa didn't think you could
handle it because you were too young. You were of course. You
were only fourteen. You were already hot, but you were only
fourteen. After you stopped being fourteen you continued to be
very nave."

I sat back and thought about this for a minute, then I asked, "Is
every fucking girl in town a fucking slave?!"

"No," Ken said, "Just the best ones."

"Why, what is so weird about our town?" I asked.

I hadn't heard her come up behind me but Mrs. Carson came up,
kissed me on the top of my head and sat down beside me with a cup
of coffee. "Good morning all of my little darlings, would you
like me to answer that Ken?"

"Sure mom," he said.

She put her arm around me and said, "What makes our town special
is some of the people in it. Not all of them. Not even a lot of
them, but more than a few of them. A long time ago Ken's father,
my husband, moved to town and opened a business. He was a
handsome, personable young man and people in the town took to him
right away. That is unusual in a small town, which should tell
you something about him. 

He and I started dating and it was love at first sight for me. We
were engaged in six months. But before he would let me accept his
proposal he told me that I would have to become his sex slave
once I accepted. I was still a virgin and if I had been in my
right mind I would have broken something over his head and
trotted out of there. I didn't, because as soon as he said that I
would be his sex slave I felt my pussy get wet and I wanted it. I
didn't even play it coy and tell him I would have to think about
it. If he had asked me to I would have gone down on him right
there in the restaurant that night. And at the time I had never
even seen a cock!"

"From then on my life was much like what your life has been like
the last few days Jen. And just like you, I loved it. I still
love it. But it takes the right kind of person. The wrong kind of
person can't take it. If your panties don't get wet when you hear
the word slave you will never be happy being one."

"Gradually, some of my husband's slave owning friends moved to
town and became productive citizens. It is a nice town and the
people are friendly and yet they mind their own business. Best of
all, they don't scandalize easily."

"We didn't go out actively recruiting, but if someone seemed
interested in the lifestyle then one of us, which ever of us was
most appropriate for the individual, would start feeling them
out. Now we are a loosely knit group of about thirty couples. Not
a significant part of the town's population. We are bankers and
lawyers and barbers and shopkeepers and even teachers. It is not
a lifestyle that is completely without rules." 

"For instance, as a general rule children under sixteen are not
involved. There are some exceptions to the age rules. Our kids
were rather precocious and managed to become aware of our
lifestyle at an early age and so, a little bit at a time, as they
showed that they could handle it, they were allowed to join in
the games."

"As a general rule S&M is not considered acceptable behavior.
That is not to say that we would prevent two consenting adults
from experimenting with it. However, it is not normally a part of
our daily activities. Violence is not tolerated. An abusive
Master is dealt with harshly. Despite what you might think from
the activities at my house on any given day, child abuse is not
permitted. A major sin is recruiting someone new without
consulting the group. There were many heated conversations about
you young lady."

"Me! Why me," I asked.

"Half the men and boys in town were drooling over you. Hell more
than half. Let's just say all the ones that aren't gay. At first
you were too young. Then you were so protected and virginal.
Shit, to listen to some of the talk you were going to be the next
virgin mother! Nobody could decide if you were slave material for
a long time. You almost seemed asexual. Until, that is, Theresa
found those books in the back of your closet."

"WHAT!!! She didn't! I mean, what books," I ended sheepishly.

"Yes darling, those books. You sweet, horny little closet
pervert," Mrs. Carson said.

"Okay," I said, defensively. "You don't have to look at me like
that. So I have a stash, so what!"

We had lost our privacy in the dining room. The meal had been
over for quite a while and the staff was hovering around our
table, waiting to clean up and get the room ready for lunch.

We went to our rooms and got ready for a day on the town. Jo and
I only had to brush our teeth and grab our purses and we were the
first ones downstairs. We were waiting in the lobby when Jerry
came over and said hi. He still blushed when he looked at me. I
suppose he was still picturing me naked. 

I asked him where he was going and he said he was just going for
a walk. He had planned on going back to the Smithsonian with his
roommate but his roommate decided he would rather have a day of
rest. So Jerry said that he was just going to go out and look
around a little. 

Ken came over with his roommate, Larry. He said hello to Jerry
and when he heard that he had nowhere to go he invited him to
join us. 

Jerry was a nice guy, and popular at school, but not a part of
Ken's crowd. I was surprised because, due to the way I was
dressed I expected this would be an interesting day and I thought
that having an outsider along might inhibit Ken. 

Jerry asked where we were going and Ken told him that we were
going a nearby mall to buy me some clothes because all of my
clothes were too conservative and I needed to loosen up.

Jerry looked at me in surprise. I was standing there in a short
white dress that was mostly see-through lace! 

Ken saw his look and laughed. "That one was a present from
someone who thought she should loosen up a little too. Come on,
it'll be fun."

The other two guys finally showed up and since we wouldn't all
fit in one cab Ken told Jo and I to see if we could get the guy
at the front desk to take us over to the mall in the hotel's
van.

Jo and I walked over to the front desk and in her flirtiest voice
Jo asked the old guy at the desk if we could please get a ride to
the mall so we could do a little shopping. The desk clerk looked
up and, although he obviously like the way we looked he said that
he was sorry but taking people shopping wasn't one of the
authorized uses for the van.

Jo was still trying to use her charms to flirt him into it when
one of the bellhops came over and spoke to the clerk quietly. At
first I didn't recognized him, but then he turned and smiled at
me and I realized that he was the bellhop that I had sucked off
for giving Ken the address of the nipple piercer.

The clerk listened to the bellhop for a minute and then he looked
at me with a different expression on his face. He spoke to Jo
again, but he was looking right at me when he asked, "How badly
do you want that ride?"

Jo smiled and said, "Jen will be happy to give you a nice blowjob
for a ride."

"You will have to do the driver too," he said. 

Jo thought quickly and said, "She will do the driver when he
picks us up and brings us back."

The clerk told the bellhop to watch the desk and invited me
behind the desk and into the little office in the back. I was a
little nervous. I had never been with a black man before. I was
nervous, but I was curious. 

Jo followed me into the office and the clerk closed the door. I
started to get down on my knees but he stopped me. "I like my
cocksuckers naked," he said.

I shrugged and slipped my dress off. I had been seen naked by so
many people in the last few days that, while it was still
exciting, it no longer took my breath away.

The clerk reached out and explored my body for a minute. I
watched his hand moving over my breasts and the contrast between
his dark skin and my stark white breast was very erotic. I
watched curiously as he unfastened his pants and pulled them
down. I dropped to my knees and took his cock in my hand. It was
no longer or thicker than others I had seen, but it was large.
The skin on his cock was darker than his hands and face. His cock
was dark black and looking at my small white hand on it was a big
turn on. 

I started licking and sucking his cock and then I tightened my
lips around the head of his cock and slowly pushed them down over
his cock. I went down farther and farther, slowly, until the head
of his cock was at the back of my throat, and then I kept going,
until I had his entire cock in my mouth and his pubic hair was
tickling my nose. 

"Oh my god, little girl!" he exclaimed. "Jesus Christ, how did a
little girl like you learn to do that?!"

I saw Jo taking pictures with her digital camera, and I couldn't
wait to see them!

It didn't take long to suck off the clerk, maybe I'm a pretty
good cocksucker. I hope so. Before very long I felt him tense up
and I pulled back so that only the head of his cock was in my
mouth and I used my hand to finish him off. 

"Son of a fucking bitch!" he exploded. "Girl, that was the best
blowjob I have ever had, and I have been getting blowjobs for
almost fifty years!" 

I smiled at him, and then I opened my mouth and let him see my
mouthful of his cum. Then I swallowed and said, "Thank you sir. I
am so happy I could please you." As I swallowed my curiosity was
satisfied. I decided that you couldn't tell a man's color by the
taste of his cum.

I put my dress back on and the desk clerk said, "You girls and
your friends wait out by the desk, I will get the van driver
ready." Then he walked out.

Jo and I went out and waived the other guys over and we stood
around the desk waiting for the clerk to come back. He came back
in a few minutes later and led us out to the van. He even held
the doors for us! I smiled at him and thanked him and we were
off.

I was starting to wonder what the guys had been telling Jerry, he
kept staring at me and he had the strangest look on his face. His
cute face, I might add. If it were possible for me to date, Jerry
is one of the guys I fantasized about going out with. Of course,
my idea of a good date has just recently been drastically
altered. Still, I thought Jerry was cute. I used to have a crush
on him. I saw him once come to the aid of a smaller kid that was
being picked on by a couple of bullies. I thought that was so
special. Most guys would just stand back and enjoy the show.

We got to the mall and the driver made sure we had the hotel's
phone number. He told us that when we were ready to be picked up
we should call, and he would pick us up in the same place. Then
he smiled at me and drove off. I turned around and the others
were already heading for the door. Jerry was waiting for me.

I smiled at him and we walked together. We walked quietly for a
minute and finally I said, "I get the impression that the others
have been talking to you about me. I hope they didn't say
anything bad. I hope it wasn't something that gave you a bad
impression of me."

Jerry smiled and said, "We had a short, and strange conversation
back at the hotel. I am still not sure that they weren't pulling
my leg. I most certainly do not have a bad impression of you! You
are probably the most beautiful girl I have ever met. I have
wanted to talk to you for a long time, but you have a kind of ice
queen rep. That's too bad, because you are smart and beautiful
and when you smile it lights up a room."

"You are so sweet," I said. And I really meant it. "I am not an
ice queen. It is just that I am two years younger than the rest
of you guys and my parents don't let me date older guys. Since I
don't want to date freshmen, that means I don't date. But I think
when I get home there are going to be changes. A lot has happened
in the last few days."

"You're only sixteen?! Crap, I'm sorry, I thought you were
older!"

"Don't be sorry. And I am an older sixteen. Trust me."

It was still early and the stores at the mall were just opening.
We walked around looking in store windows. If the outfits in the
window looked promising we would go inside and see if we could
find a cute but slutty outfit for me. Since we would be going
home in a couple of days, we were looking for things that I could
also wear around town when I got home, maybe even to school. Just
not like this lacy little slut dress I was wearing now.

When ever anyone found something that they thought would look
good on me I would go to the changing room and with the door wide
open and everyone standing around watching I would try it on.
That was always fun, especially when there were other customers
in the store. They would invariably join the audience outside the
changing room door. At first, Jerry would look around nervously,
but then he finally realized that we were not all going to go to
jail and he started to relax and enjoy the show. 

For the most part the clerks just ignored us, although a couple
of times we got some dirty looks from some of the younger
salesgirls, and one of them called me a slut under her breath. We
all had a good time and I got a lot of new clothes. They decided
that they would each by me a new outfit, I bought three, and Ken
bought me a half a dozen with money he said he had been given
from a secret benefactor. Ooh, secret benefactor. That sounded
mysterious.

When we were all shopped out, Ken called the hotel for our ride
and we started walking back to the pick up point. Jerry and I
were hanging back and talking quietly. 

"How do you like me now?" I asked. "Still think I am an ice
queen?"

Jerry smiled and said, "I like you so much I need to go back to
my room and change my underwear!"

I laughed and thanked him for the compliment. I wanted to say
something to him, or I wanted him to say something to me. But I
didn't know how much Ken had told him and I didn't know what I
was free to say. It was making me uncomfortable because I really
liked him. Every time I undressed in the mall today I had been
looking at him and smiling. And he had been smiling back. I kept
wondering if he would he be able to handle having a girlfriend
that sucked off desk clerks for a ride?

We sat around outside for about half an hour waiting for our van
to pick us up. Jo and I were talking about the new outfits and
how I was going to explain them to my mom and dad. While we
talked Ken and Jerry were talking and I was trying to hear that
conversation.

Unfortunately I could not hear what they were saying, although it
did sound like they were getting along well. The van finally
pulled up and we all tossed our bags in the luggage area in the
rear. Then we piled in and I sat in the far rear seat with Jerry.


Jerry put his arm around me and we talked quietly on the half
hour trip back to the hotel. He told me that he had a crush on
me. He had, in fact, had a crush on me for several years. 

I told him that I liked him too, a lot. I told him that I had
seen him protect a smaller kid from a couple of bullies once and
I thought that was such a wonderful thing to do. I assured him
that the fact that I thought that he was cute had nothing to do
with it. 

"But you have to know something about me before you get too fond
of me Jerry. I don't know what they have told you about me."

"They told me a pretty amazing story actually. I was pretty
skeptical until we went to the mall and I watched you undress in
front of anyone that cared to look your way. So it's true, you
are a slave?"

"I am now. Four days ago I was a nave virgin. Thankfully I was
saved," I said and smiled as sweetly as I could. "How do you feel
about what they told you?"

Jerry smiled and took my hand and placed it in his lap. I was
startled, until I realized that his cock was hard as a rock and
that was how he felt about it. I kissed him and smiled, but I
realized that his feelings were going to be severely tested when
the van got back to the hotel. 

"Before you get too excited, you see that old black guy driving
the van? When we get back to the hotel I am going to suck his
cock to pay him for the ride. Because I was given to him before
we left by Ken and Jo. You should also know that I sucked the
desk clerk off before we left for that same reason. I suppose you
should also know that it excites me to be used and humiliated
like that. And every time I stood in a changing room today and
undressed in front of everyone, I was so fucking turned on I
couldn't stand it. But I want you to know that I was happy you
were there to see me."

Jerry said, "I knew about the desk clerk and I know about the
driver. Ken and I had a couple of talks in the last two days. I
learned some amazing things, about you, about some other people
in our town, and about me."

"About you," I asked hopefully.

Jerry smiled and said, "Yeah, about me. Every time Ken talked to
me about you I had the same reaction." He put my hand back on his
cock and said, "That reaction."

We had been ignoring everyone else and I suddenly realized that
everyone in the van was watching and listening. 

"You guys mind your own damn business!" I said, only half
kidding.

I kissed him again and said, "I think, before we go any further
you should watch what happens when we get back. I hope you still
want me after that. Then we can talk."

Jerry said, "I have been picturing it in my mind all day! I can't
wait!"

I looked at him curiously. He didn't seem like that kind of guy.
I thought he was wonderful, but I had always assumed that he was
as uncool as I was four days ago. I suppose that if I can change
this much in four days, maybe he can too.

At last, here it was, the moment of truth. The van pulled into
the parking garage and parked by the back door of the hotel. We
all got out and grabbed bags of my new clothes and headed inside.
I followed the driver into the office and all six of my new
friends followed, as did the desk clerk and the bellhop. 

I quickly slipped my dress off and knelt in front of the driver.
He leered down at me and reached down to play with my tits while
I unbuckled his belt and loosened his slacks and pulled them
down, along with his boxers. This was more like the cocks you
hear stories about when you hear about well hung black men! The
old man had a very long, thick cock. I was getting worried
because it was still soft. I was slightly relieved when I sucked
it until it was hard and it didn't get any larger, just harder.
It was by far the biggest cock I had yet seen. 

I was sucking him noisily with all of my friends watching avidly
when he turned to my friends and said to Ken, "I hear you are the
one giving her cute little ass away. She is a great little
cocksucker, but I sure would like to fuck her. What do you say?"

Ken grinned and said, "She belongs to Jerry now. You will have to
ask him."

My heart leapt into my throat and I almost cried for joy when I
heard that. I looked quickly at Jerry and when I saw the look of
lust and love in his eyes I did cry. I smiled at him for a second
before I was put back to work thanking the van driver. 

The driver groaned and asked, "Which one of you is Jerry?"

Jerry stepped closer and stood right beside me, looking down at
the large cock in my mouth. He said, quietly, but with a great
deal of pride evident in his voice, "I'm Jerry. I would really
enjoy seeing you fuck her. I think that would be hot. Maybe we
could set that up before we go home. Right now though I want to
watch you come in her mouth and then I want to take her upstairs
and fuck the shit out of her. I hope you understand."

The driver grinned and said, "Kid, I don't understand any of
this. You guys are too fucking weird. But I would never look a
gift blowjob in the mouth. And this blowjob is one hell of a
gift. You know where I work. Let me know."

Then he concentrated on the task at hand and before long I felt
my mouth being flooded with his cum. Normally, I wait until a guy
is finished to swallow. It is hard to swallow with a cock in your
mouth. I didn't have any choice this time. He came so much it was
starting to overflow! I swallowed and he filled my mouth again! I
was impressed!

I finally licked him clean and put his cock away and helped him
with his pants. Then Jerry helped me up and we grabbed our bags
and went up to our room. We tossed the bags in a corner and Jo
and I got undressed. Once we were naked the guys undressed. I was
pleased that Jerry didn't seem to be self conscious in front of
the others. 

I went up to him and leaned my body against him, gently moving my
erect nipples over his hard stomach and I asked, "Do you still
want me after what you just saw?" I knew he did, the evidence was
large and obvious and throbbing against my belly. 

I grinned and asked, "Okay, you want me, but do you still like
me?"

He smiled back and then he pulled me close and bent down to kiss
me. I put my hands up to hold him back. "No," I said, nervously,
"not that, not yet. Let me brush my teeth first."

"You are a slave, bitch, you don't say no, and you don't refuse
me." Then he leaned forward and kissed me and I heard Jo squeal
and I thought somebody was doing something to her. Then I saw
that she was right beside us and all alone. She was just happy
for us!

I collapsed in Jerry's arms and kissed him passionately, and the
tears of joy streamed down my face. Jerry finally broke off the
kiss and I turned around and grabbed Jo and I hugged her and
kissed her and I sobbed "thank you" softly in her ear. 

She laughed and said, "It has been, and will continue to be, my
pleasure, baby doll."

Jerry picked me up then and tossed me onto my bed. And then it
started. I was aware of everyone watching us and it made it that
much better as Jerry made mad, passionate love to me. He did it
very, very well too. He had been teased mercilessly all day and
he came quickly, the first time. He stayed hard though, and he
stayed in me and soon we were going at it again. God it felt
good! I came a dozen times before he came again. Then while I was
lovingly cleaning his cock I felt someone on the bed behind me.
Jerry moved out of the way and watched as whoever it was took me
from behind. Jerry stayed right there and held my hand and looked
lovingly at me and I adored him. 

Things kind of got wild after that. Everybody fucked everybody. I
lost my ass cherry to Jerry. It hurt a little, but he was gentle
and took the time to lube me up good and stretch my ass. When I
had recuperated from that I had my first double penetration, with
Jerry in my pussy and Ken in my ass, and before they finished
Frank came over and I sucked him at the same time. Jo had finally
gotten a break from the guys fucking her and she came over and
played with my nipple rings and said, "You know what they call it
when you have three cocks in you? You are air tight. Isn't it
fantastic?!"

Yes, it is! I was getting cock crazy. But I looked in Jerry's
eyes and I knew I wasn't out of control, in fact, I was being
controlled, and it was wonderful.

Jerry and Ken came eventually, but although Frank was enjoying my
mouth, he was done for a while and when they came he backed away
and we all rested for a minute, a long minute. 

Jo and I took a shower. We were dripping cum and really looked
well used. We went back out to the room and Jo pulled me back to
the bed. Before we could lay down I noticed all of the wet spots
and I went back into the bathroom and got some towels and then we
laid on the bed and we made out for a while, which eventually
became a nice, slow, gentle sixty-nine. 

There was a knock at the door, but Jo and I kept playing while
someone opened the door. I heard someone come in and then I heard
Mrs. Carson inviting us to dinner. Jo and I finally looked up and
saw Mrs. Carson, Mr. Storm and Mr. Lathrop watching us at play.

"That looks delicious, ladies," she said, "but it isn't very
filling. Why don't you get something on and we will go down the
street to that restaurant for dinner?" 

Jo and I grinned at her and got up, reluctantly. We quickly
cleaned up and when we got back into the room the three adults
were going through my new wardrobe, trying to decide what I
should wear to dinner.

They ended up deciding on a very short skirt and a crop top that
left the bottom of my breasts exposed and said "JUST ASK!" in big
bold print on my tits. I didn't get it, but they thought it was
amusing. 

Larry, Frank and Chris didn't feel like walking to the
restaurant. They had enough walking at the mall today. So it was
just Tom, Jo, Ken, Jerry and me and the three adults. Mr. Storm
had made a note of the phone number for the restaurant and called
ahead. He told them he would need a table for eight and asked how
long the wait would be. He ended up with a reservation for an
hour from now. 

So the guys went to their rooms and got cleaned up and put on
some clean clothes. Jo and I got dressed and we went downstairs
and waited for the guys. 

Fifteen minutes later we were walking slowly up the street toward
the restaurant, looking in all the shop windows and enjoying the
pleasant evening. Jerry had his arm around me and as we walked
Mrs. Carson was talking to us. 

"Ken told me about your day," she said. I couldn't figure out
when he could have done that. I guess it was when I was taking a
shower. "I wish I could have been there but I had to stick around
and keep checking up on my other charges. We had kids all over
town today! I would have loved to watch you trying on clothes at
the mall darling. And I am still wet from picturing you with the
desk clerk and the driver."

"God, I love you, Mrs. Carson, you are such a fucking pervert!" I
said.

Jerry laughed and said, "I love you too Mrs. Carson. I owe you a
lot. Ken told me you are responsible for putting a fire between
my new slave's thighs, and you are the one that thought I would
be the perfect match for her."

I looked at her, and saw that it was true. "How did you know?" I
asked. "How did you know about me? Did you know I had a crush on
Jerry? How did..."

"Whoa girl, slow down," she said. "Okay, let's see, first, I knew
about you because I know Theresa, intimately. I must admit that
it took a long time for her to convince me. You have always been
one of my favorite students, you are bright and inquisitive. You
enjoy learning and you understand things. I suspect that if you
were to take an IQ test you would test in the high genius range.
I love you almost as much as I love my own daughter and I had
some serious misgivings about damaging your tender little
psyche."

"As for Jerry, Ken liked him, although they weren't really
friends, just acquaintances. Ken is a remarkable young man, I
don't know if you have noticed." She looked around to make sure
Ken was out of hearing range and said, "Ken is also very
intelligent, he is one of those natural born leaders, he is also
a very compassionate person, I love that about him. He is also a
very good judge of character. I knew from Theresa that you had a
crush on Jerry, and I knew from Ken that every time you walked
into a room Jerry forgot what he was saying."

I looked at Jerry and grinned. He blushed sweetly. I kissed him
and looked back to Mrs. Carson. She said, "I spoke with Mr.
Storm. Jerry was always a good student in my class, but I didn't
really know him very well. You are such a quiet, self assured
young man Jerry. I have high hopes for you. But I needed someone
else to have an opinion about you before I proposed you two as a
couple to the group. Mr. Storm, as it turns out, was already
considering you. You really impressed him with your maturity and
your demeanor. He also mentioned an incident in which you stopped
a couple of bullies from picking on a smaller kid that you didn't
even know. That really impressed him! You guys seemed like the
perfect pair. All the guys were dying to get in your pants Jen,
and the girls, me included, are looking forward to getting in
your pants, Jerry."

"So, we agreed that you would be a great couple, and you would
both be welcome additions to our little social group. The
question was how Jen would react to being dipped slowly into a
pit of depravity. We put Ken and Jo to the task of initiating
you, with the instruction that if you showed any reluctance that
would be the end of it. We don't often induct virgins into our
society. Normally, if a girl is still a virgin at sixteen then
she is not a good candidate. But Mr. Lathrop is friends with your
parents, Jen, and he said that we should give you a chance. He is
the one that suggested that we use the class trip as your
initiation, since you would be out from under your parents
influence."

"I hope you understand that your parents are wonderful, caring
people, and that what they want for you is what any normal parent
would want for their daughter. They have done very well by you.
You are an impressive young lady. It's just that, how do I say
this? Some people are different. As a general rule they have a
higher IQ. They are more attuned to the people and the planet
around them. They are more compassionate. Most importantly, they
are more apt to have that little something that provides the
world with masters and slaves. 

We don't know what that is, but the people in our little society
all have it. We believe we are all good citizens. We are
productive, successful, hard working members of our community. We
know that society in general would not approve of us. We
understand that and wouldn't think of challenging their
sensibilities, which isn't to say that we don't tickle their
sensibilities from time to time. I say all of that so that you
will realize that you have responsibilities to the world around
you. We aren't interested in selfish people."

"Ah, good, we are here. I don't remember it being this far. I
need a drink!"

We went in and were seated quickly. Jo and I were both dressed
provocatively and we attracted a good bit of attention as we were
led to our table. The adults ordered a bottle of wine and the
rest of us had soft drinks or tea. 

We had a real cute young waiter. As he was taking orders he kept
looking at my shirt and trying not to smile. When he came back
with our appetizers, Mr. Storm, who had noticed his distraction,
asked the waiter, "Aren't you going to ask?" 

"Sir?" the waiter said, "Ask what sir?"

"It's alright son, that's why she wore the shirt, she wants you
to ask," Mr. Storm said, good naturedly.

The poor kid didn't know what to say. Finally he said, "Sir, I
will admit that some things come to mind, but there is nothing I
want to ask so badly that I am willing to lose my job over it."

"Son, I assure you, your job is not in jeopardy, and she would
get a kick out of you asking."

The waiter knew he was being played with, but he didn't think it
was malicious. We were a friendly and attractive group and he was
enjoying waiting on us. 

I smiled at him and said, "Go ahead, ask me anything."

He smiled back, realizing he was being dared, and he said,
"Alright, what size bra do you wear?"

"I don't wear a bra silly," I said.

"Hmmm," he said, grinning, "What else don't you wear?"

I pulled my short skirt up a couple of inches. That was all that
was required to put my pussy on display.

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed. "Oops, I'm sorry, excuse me, that
slipped out." 

We all laughed in a friendly way and told him it was okay.

He smiled at us and walked away holding a menu in front of him to
avoid embarrassment.

We had a wonderful meal and a very pleasant evening, and we
teased that poor waiter mercilessly. 

Later, we all went back to my room and I put on a fashion show
for everyone with my new clothes. It was a lot of fun, but I was
getting sad. Mrs. Carson asked me what was wrong. 

I had to tell her that I loved my parents, but I didn't want to
go back to living like I had been. Wearing my old clothes and not
being able to date. I don't want to be a virgin again!

Mrs. Carson said, "Don't worry darling, we all love fucking you
much too much to let that happen. Mr. Lathrop has already started
working on your folks. And Mr. Phillips, the Guidance Counselor,
who you will be fucking soon to thank him for his efforts, has
been working on your parents since we left." 

"Your parents have been informed that he and your other teachers
are concerned that you are becoming repressed and that your
social development is inadequate. You need to be allowed more
freedom to fit into your peer group and grow to your full
potential." 

"Mr. Phillips is a very persuasive man. I talked to him this
morning and he said that when you get home you will find that
there have been some changes. That doesn't mean that you can
bring Jerry home and take him to your bedroom. But you will be
allowed to date and buy your own clothes." 

"Oh, and you will be happy to learn that you will be a founding
member of the high school's new History Club, which will be
meeting two evenings a week."

I kissed her and thanked her for everything she had done. I also
kissed and thanked Mr. Storm and Mr. Lathrop. I was naked and
they enjoyed the moment.

I had expected another orgy to develop, but it was getting late
and everyone but Ken and Jerry left. The four of us went to bed.
Now I knew what it was like for Jo to make love to someone you
were in love with. Jo and I smiled at each other as we were
making love to our men, and I mouthed "thank you" to her. She
winked at me and then I put my arms and my legs around Jerry and
gave myself to him completely. It was the most astounding sex
ever!

We had two more days in D.C. We went to Arlington Cemetery. It
was so beautiful, and so sad. We saw the Tomb of the Unknown
Soldier and watched the changing of the guard. We visited
President Kennedy's grave and we walked around and read
headstones. 

It was awe inspiring, seeing the graves of all of those brave
heroes. But it was tragic too. All of those promising lives
snuffed out so young. So many of the graves we saw were for
eighteen and nineteen and twenty year old kids. It made me cry. I
was glad that the guys recognized how solemn this place was and
behaved themselves.

The next day we got to vote on where we went and almost everyone
wanted to go back to the Smithsonian. Some wanted to go to the
mint, but I figured they weren't giving out samples so I voted
for the museum. It turned out that there were enough that wanted
to go to the mint that Mrs. Kelley took the smaller group and
they went. The rest of us went to the museum.

It was our last day in town and we were all pretty excited. And
the guys were acting up. It was Saturday and the place was really
crowded and I couldn't move or standstill without being groped,
grabbed, or uncovered in front of crowds of strangers. I should
add that for the most part the crowds seemed to approve.

After another long day of walking around and gawking, and being
gawked at, we went back to the hotel for our last dinner in the
hotel restaurant. Jerry left the table just before we went back
upstairs and was gone for a few minutes. When he came back he
invited our little group of perverts back to my room. The ten of
us, seven kids and three adults, went upstairs and I was sent in
to take a shower. I knew something was going up. 

I took a shower and wrapped a towel around myself. I don't know
why, I have had sex with everyone in the room. I did it from
force of habit I guess, and then I went out into the room. My jaw
dropped when I opened the door and saw the driver that had taken
us to and brought us back from the mall. 

I smiled at him and looked at Jerry. I asked, "Oh! Is this for
me?!" Everyone cracked up and I dropped the towel and walked up
to the tall, dark skinned driver who was enjoying the view of my
lithe young body. 

He reached out and pulled me close and kissed me, meanwhile
exploring my body with his strong, thick fingers. Soon I was
helping him tear his clothes off and then he was lying on his
back on my bed and I was crouched over him sucking his large cock
into hardness. 

I was happy to see that he didn't mind the large audience in the
least. As I sucked I looked over at Jerry and smiled, as well as
I could with that big cock in my mouth anyway. Jerry smiled back
and I concentrated on giving him the show he wanted.

Once the driver was hard I moved up over him and with Jo's kind
help I lined his cock up and slid down onto it slowly. I started
off gently, getting used to being so full took a few minutes.
Once I had adjusted to that huge thing it felt great and I
started fucking him violently. My tits were bouncing wildly, and
after lying there, watching them bounce for a few minutes, he
grabbed them and squeezed them and actually controlled my
movements using them as handles.

I started having orgasm after orgasm and by the time that old
black man had finally cum I was exhausted. I finally rolled off
of him and gingerly moved to the bathroom to clean up. He was
still lying there when I came back in the room, I found out later
that Jo had been ordered to get him hard again and now Mrs.
Carson was riding that big cock happily. Her breasts were really
large and firm and it was amazing to watch them swing as she
fucked.

After the driver came in Mrs. Carson, I cleaned him up and he
dressed and thanked us and said goodbye. We all thanked him and
then, after he left, the orgy commenced. I had Jerry first. 

Jerry asked me how I had liked that big black cock and I had to
admit that it had been wonderful, though I didn't think I could
take that monster everyday. I asked him if he could still feel
anything. I hoped I wasn't too stretched out for him. 

He smiled and said, "Don't worry you horny little slut, your cunt
still feels just fine. I am sure that I am going to enjoy it for
many years to come."

I hugged him tight and told him for the first time that I loved
him. He told me that he loved me too, and we kissed.

Our last party of the class trip lasted until two in the morning.
The adults had to drive us all home tomorrow, so, regretfully,
they left early to get some sleep. We kids continued until nobody
could take anymore. We finally gave out and the others left while
the four of us took a quick nap. We only got three hours sleep.
We had to get up and pack and be ready to go by seven AM.

It was a very long trip and those of us that had partied so hard
slept for most of the first few hours. We were all anxious to get
home, but we were still having fun. The conversation on the trip
home, in our vehicle at least, was very suggestive, full of
double entendres. We had to be careful what we said because two
of the girls in our car were not slaves. But they weren't stupid
either. They had seen the change in me and the way I dressed, and
they had probably heard things. One of them even asked me about
the problem I seemed to be having with the back of my skirt in
the museum.

I just laughed and told her that it was breezy and the guys had
tried to hold my skirt down. 

When we got home it was late in the evening. Mrs. Carson went
ahead and dropped everyone off instead of having us picked up at
the school. My parents were very happy to see me. I could see in
their eyes that they weren't pleased with the clothes I was
wearing, but they didn't say anything. They just hugged me and
kissed me and they thanked Mrs. Carson for taking such good care
of me. 

Mrs. Carson smiled and hugged me and said it was a pleasure. She
always enjoyed the company of her favorite student.

My parents and I talked for an hour or so, I went on and on about
all the things that I had seen in the past week. Finally I was
falling asleep at the table so we all went to bed.

After breakfast the next day they told me that they had been
thinking things over and they were concerned that they were being
too controlling, not letting me grow. I was going to be
graduating in a few months and going to college. That left far
too little time for me to learn to be more responsible for my own
decisions in life. They apologized and said that I would probably
have to remind them from time to time, but that I had always been
responsible and they were going to have to start trusting me. 

I kissed them both and thanked them. I couldn't wait to tell
Jerry. I knew I would still have to watch what I wore and keep my
sex life to myself, but it was obvious that I did indeed owe Mr.
Phillips a good fuck. He had really shown my parents the light.

It was a school day, and they were obviously not all that happy
with the dress I had on. They would have really been upset if
they knew that I wasn't wearing anything under it, except nipple
rings of course. I started walking to school but only got a block
before Jerry pulled up and I got in his car. I kissed him
passionately and told him about my conversation with my parents.
He was as happy as I was and to celebrate I sucked his cock all
the way to school. 

He managed to park before he came. After I swallowed he pulled me
up and kissed me and told me how much he loved me. We were
getting out of the car when Jo and Ken walked up. I hugged them
both and we walked into the school. 

Things were different after the senior class trip. I was in the
'in crowd' now. Theresa and I could talk honestly about anything
now. I could date and dress fashionably. And I had a lot of sex,
mostly with Jerry, but with lots of other people too. 

We frequently went to Ken's house and had orgies with his entire
family. Ken's father, Hal, was extremely well endowed, and
extremely talented. And, to my great pleasure, he was an
excellent teacher. Every time we spent any time at Ken's house
with his family Jerry learned something that we would later enjoy
doing together. 

When finals finally came around we would meet after testing each
day in Jack's garage for some fantastic orgies. 

Life is good.

THE END

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previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.


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