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 Author: Ribeye98
Title: Thornwood Episode II - School Pride
Part: 30 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
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   Rachel scanned the large store once more before starting to undress. 
There were almost no shoppers by now because it was so late in the day. 
The employees were mostly milling around trying to look busy until quitting
time.  There was no one attending this department that she could tell.
   She wiggled the old dress off over her head and dropped it on the
ground. Once naked she took another look around.  Being too old and too
tall for the changing curtains she could easily see over the top.  But if
anyone looked over they would see the bare shoulders of a girl trying on
clothes, nothing more.  She looked down to make sure the curtains were
still fully closed.  Sure enough her wiggling had caused the gap to open
slightly.
   **Stupid cheap store - can't even build a real changing room for the
kids.
   She grabbed one of the curtains and gave a yank.  She shouldn't have
taken her frustration out on the innocent curtain.  But it was too late to
catch her error.  The rod which was holding it up broke from its wall mount
and crashed to the tile floor with a loud clang.  Half her changing room
was now lying in a heap on the ground.
   "SHIT"
   Any nearby employees were sure to have been alerted by the noise and
were on their way to investigate.  Had she been dressed, Rachel would have
waited for someone to respond and calmly explained what happened.  But
being completely naked and suddenly exposed to half the store she panicked
and ran.
   She ran as best she could while staying low to avoid detection.  She
followed the same path from earlier only this time she didn't have the
benefit of a children's dress for cover.  She was almost to the infants
section 150 feet away before she dared to look back.
   "Shit"
   The same employee whom she had sent on the bedding goose chase was
standing over the changing station studying the carnage.  Rachel bent over
and huddled behind a rack of baby clothes while she watched the scene
unfold.  The employee picked up the broken rod and laid it against the
wall. Then he picked up the curtain and folded it over a nearby rack. 
That's when he noticed the dress underneath.  It resembled the one that
eccentric girl was wearing over in bedding, but it still had a tag
attached. He stood up and suspiciously looked around for any evidence of
the girl.
   Rachel bent lower and waited for him to give up the search.  She was so
fixated on the scene she didn't even notice the two boys walk up behind
her.
   "Hey look, it's the slut"
   Rachel froze.  She had been caught.  An image formed in her mind of
being arrested for streaking; of being handcuffed and marched naked through
the mall.
   Until the other boy spoke up "No, you mean stripper"
   "No I mean slut...but why does she have two bottoms?"
   "You don't know anything.  That one's not a bottom...and she's a
stripper, my dad said!"
   "NO.  Slut!"
   "Stripper...slut...stripper"
   Rachel recognized the argument as the same one from the boys on the
bicycles.  She turned around to confirm.  "SHHH!" she tried to quiet them.
If she couldn't get them to settle down she was in big trouble.
   The boys dropped their argument and went back to staring at her naked
body.  After a few awkward moments she asked them "don't you have to be
somewhere?"
   In unison they responded "no"
   **argh!  Think, girl.
   "Wanna...play hide and seek?"
   Even the younger boy saw right through her ploy, "My big brother tries
to do that to me all the time.  No way!"
   "I'll give you a special prize if you go away." It was a weak offer
because she clearly had nothing to give.
   He called her bluff.  "You're just trying to get rid of us.  You don't
have any prizes."
   But she saw the gears turning in the older boy's mind.  He developed an
idea than said, "OK we'll go away and leave you alone if you let us touch
your boobies first".
   "No way."
   "Why not?" the boy had made a plan.  He wasn't going to let her reject
his proposal that easily.
   "It's not proper" Rachel tried but he didn't accept her explanation. 
"So walking around a store naked is proper?  I think it a fair trade.  You
let us touch your boobies and we'll leave you alone." Then he added "...or
we could just follow you around making noise to everyone we see!"
   He had figured out Rachel's vulnerability.  He was old enough to know
you can't walk around a mall naked without getting in trouble.  He was also
old enough to be interested in what Rachel's body possessed that his
didn't. Rachel couldn't believe how boldly he had made such an indecent
offer.  She was being blackmailed by a preteen punk.
   She wracked her brain for a way out but the blackmail was airtight.
   **It won't be so bad.  Just let the little bastards cop a feel and then
they'll be gone....It'll probably give them the thrill of their life.
   "OK fine.  But then you have to leave without telling anyone." She knelt
down behind the clothes rack then pulled her elbows behind her to offer her
breasts up.  She held her pose despite a twinge of apprehension.  Any grown
man would kill for the chance to be the first to hold Rachel's naked virgin
breasts in his hands.  The younger boy merely giggled in amusement unable
to really appreciate Rachel's offering.
   Rachel figured the older boy had never touched a girl in this way before
but was old enough to know he was about to experience something special. 
He stepped up and positioned one hand under each breast then slowly slid
them into place on her bosom.
   Rachel flinched at the first touch.  Her heart pounded the seconds away.
She felt her nipples harden and prayed he wouldn't notice.  But there was
no way not to notice and soon he was sliding his hands up her smooth mounds
to intercept.  The first touch on her nipples made fireworks explode before
her eyes.  She gasped and started to twist away but made herself get back
in position.  The tween's eyes got big and his mouth dropped open as he
watched Rachel squirm and pant under his hands.  Each breath made her
breasts swell to fill his cupped palms.  If he hadn't hit puberty yet it
was fast approaching and Rachel's performance was accelerating the process.
   Rachel lost track of time as the boy's hands settled into a slow
caressing stroke.  The friction on the surrounding flesh was certainly
stimulating, but it was the occasional contact with an engorged nipple
which caused all her squirming.  She writhed under his touch which only
aided his work.  It was hard to tell if Rachel was trying to move away or
increase the stimulation for her own benefit.  She should have called
"time" and ended it but she was lost in arousal.  It supported the theory
that her nipples were the cause of her troubles and became extremely
dangerous when aroused.
   The boy too quickly figured out the connection between her nipples and
her erotic reactions.  He was thoroughly enjoying the experience evidenced
by the bulge in his pants.  Of course he was not about to offer to stop on
his own.  Rachel started mixing short involuntarily whimpers into her
panting.  She gave up all pretense of moving away and leaned into his touch
to maximize the pressure on her breasts.  A familiar sensation started
building within her.  The long suppressed orgasm was forthcoming.  She was
out of control because of his relentless assault on her naked chest.  Until
he decided to let up she was powerless to do anything but continue down the
path toward a screaming orgasm.  Her fate was literally in his hands.
   On his face she saw a familiar look.  It was the same look any grown
male would have in his position; raw lust.  He was driving a naked teenage
nymph to the peak of pleasure.  Any hope of him stopping was dashed.  The
last thought she had before closing her eyes to succumb to the inevitable
was that this boy might not have been as innocent or as young as she first
thought...TO BE CONTINUED
  
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