Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Ribeye98 Title: Thornwood Episode II - School Pride Part: 1 of 44 Summary: Rachel's spiral of arousal and embarrassment continues with school pride day. Keywords: fsolo, mast, exhib, voy, humil, nc, mf, Mf, 1st, bd, blackmail, toys, nosex *************************************************************************** ********** Author's Note Copyright 2011 all rights reserved. Please do not repost this story on other sites without permission (ribeye98@gmail.com). By accessing this story, the reader hereby certifies that he/she is of an appropriate age to access adult material and that such material is permitted in the locality or country where the reader resides. The following is a creative work of fiction, and the characters or incidents described do not resemble any persons or events in the real world. You can read the rest of this story at https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Ribeye98/www/ *************************************************************************** ********** Rachel woke after a fitful night of sleep. Maybe it was the strange bedroom. Maybe it was nervous tension due to starting school the previous day. Maybe it was some kind of sexual tension. Perhaps she should have worn her nightgown after all. It seemed like a good idea last night. For some reason she had slipped it off and hung it on the hook behind her door. Slowly the sleepiness faded from her eyes and she started to get her bearings. Then she bolted upright in bed. "OH MY GOD!" Memories of yesterday came flooding into her head. "Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God." **What did I do? Did I really....? The tryout! Coach Ron...Tommy...ERIC! "Oh my God" She pulled the sheets over her head and lay back down willing herself to wake up for real and end the hallucination. But it wasn't something she could wake up from. She was already awake. The heavy pit in her stomach was very real. When that didn't work, she rolled into a ball and closed her eyes. Like a child trying to make the scary monster go away. But that didn't work either. After several minutes of adamant denial the reality that she had actually done all those things fell over her. Wishing it away was not going to achieve anything so she moved on to bargaining with herself. She started by telling herself she was not a child anymore. ** So what if I let Eric watch me masturbate yesterday? It's my body. I am a maturing young adult. I'm free to do what I want. I can handle a little adversity in life. I WILL face him with my head held high. Then I'll move to Antarctica and become a hermit! The personal pep talk was not going well. Each time she tried to form a thought or plan of action a scene from yesterday would appear and shatter it. First it was the picture of her standing before Coach Ron with everything exposed. That was the first time any man other than a doctor had seen her budding body in as long as she could remember. Budding was the proper word to describe her body too. She squeezed her legs together in the bed and recalled how her naked pussy lips were the only things concealing the intimacies within. She tried not to think about that and shifted to the tryout. That was actually a good memory. Her exposed state didn't seem so bad once she got near the pool. She mused about the other swimmers in their various uniforms, and Ellie who practically idolized her. It was a crazy tryout for everyone. The guys wearing the sack over their genitals with the drawstring around their waste brought a smile to her face. She thought about how her state best performance in the freestyle had vindicated the cold, cold months of training up north. Just when she was starting to relax, the word "cold" snapped her back to that hot sidewalk outside the school and the embarrassing walk home with Ellie. The weather down south was so hot even at night. How could she have slept comfortably in much more than her bare skin? She remembered the baking asphalt and her dance across the road. Just to be safe Rachel pulled her feet up to confirm there was no permanent damage to her sensitive soles. They looked fine, just like the rest of her. She looked over her body. The oil had faded away, leaving her skin mostly milky white. She was impressed that her skin had survived the day with only the slightest hint of a tan. The word "tan" brought her back to the lounger by the pool; another good memory. That moment had changed the way she looked at Eric. It had to have changed the way he looked at her, too. She had shared something so intimate with him. It still wasn't clear in her mind if she had chosen to do it or been forced by the situation. Regardless, the memory of that moment caused her body to respond by making a persistent and growing request for attention. She was incredulous by her body's actions. **Haven't you had enough? Settle down girl. You just did that yesterday in front of.... But she hadn't. She didn't get the chance to finish the job in front of Eric. She tried to think back to the last time she had climaxed which caused the image of her outside Tommy's house to break in. "Oh my God" What Eric saw was one thing, but the situation with Tommy was completely different. She didn't really know him. Yet she had intentionally posed outside his house. She had stood there fantasizing about him seeing and touching her naked boobs. It was a different kind of thrill knowing she wasn't supposed to be there. Was she trying to get caught? If she had kept walking she could have avoided the close call under the tree. But she had stayed, almost too long. And the rush afterward had brought her body to the brink of climax; past the brink really if not for those damn kids on their bicycles. Then she remembered the webcam and sitting at the computer in her barely there nightgown. Oh how close she had come to exposing herself to Tommy again! She looked at her borrowed nightgown hanging on the hook behind the door. The response she usually got when a grown man saw her was multiplied in the looks she received from Eric's dad last night. For him to see her in only that little nightgown was a little unnerving, but a man like that was going to lust over her no matter what she was wearing. She cracked a smile at how he had gone out of his way all evening to watch her. The sight was probably driving him crazy. Of course, he would never try anything. He was too concerned with his political career to make a stupid mistake like that, especially with his own wife right there. But a little teasing would be harmless. She might even have some fun making him squirm. All the recalling got Rachel's mind working. Now awake, she started to deal with the problem at hand. Today was Friday; School Pride Day at Thornwood. Participation was mandatory for the swim team. It would be nice to stay on the team if possible, but going to school in her uniform was out of the question. Outside the context of a swimming pool, she was just a naked girl wearing gloves and a weird cap. She was proud of her body and proud of being on the swim team, but school spirit only extended so far. She drew the line at attending class with her naked body on display like that. Maybe she could transfer to another school. Even though most of the tryouts were over, surely if she were allowed to tryout she could make a good impression. Her pussy twitched. Her body wasn't going to let her get distracted from what was most urgent. Rachel attributed some of her current problems to lack of clear thinking. She had been aroused all day yesterday. Her arousal had made her do things she would normally never consider. **This sexual awakening stuff is powerful...and dangerous** she thought as her hand slid into place. After all she had been through, here she was about to start another bate session and she hadn't even got out of bed yet! There was only one way to get the hormones coursing through her system under control. If she didn't there was no telling what trouble she would get into today. Unfortunately, she never got that chance and another long day of trouble commenced right on cue...TO BE CONTINUEDthornwood-ep2-part-01