Naked In Homeschool
Prologue - Sunday
By Janet Simmons (MF, NIS)

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Judy, a conservative mother and homeschool teacher, decides to enroll her children in "The Program" to ensure they get a proper education. Though she denies her own arousal at the idea, things soon get out of hand. (FM, ped, NIS)

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Judy barely noticed the sounds of playing children around her, nor the uncomfortable wooden bench she sat on. Her eyes widened as she flipped through the handbook, "this... this isn't a joke?"

Cathy sighed. "You know, Judes, for a self-proclaimed teacher you are very sheltered. The Naked In School program has been picking up steam for a couple years already."

"Please don't call me that," Judy said absently, lingering on an illustration of a young boy 'getting relief' as the book called it. "Well, I'd heard of it, but I didn't think it was like this!"

"Judes... sorry... Judy, you've got to look at the bigger picture. The law's been changing for the last decade, right? I mean I could pull down my panties right here and now and play with myself for everyone to see."

Judy covered her mouth in shock. "Cathy, but the kids... Your kids are here, too!"

"That's the point, don't you see? We can do it, but no one ever does. Our generation will never be able to accept what should be natural. Centuries of religion have conditioned us to believe our own sexuality is wrong. That he human body is something to be ashamed of. We're all just too old. We were raised a certain way, but our kids don't have to be. That's the point of the Naked In School program. To make sure the future generation can take advantage of everything they're entitled to."

"Which is?"

"Comfort. With ourselves and with each other. The school of thought goes something like, 'if everyone was more comfortable and open, the world would be a much better place.'"

"I guess that makes sense," Judy conceded. She looked up from the book to her nine year old son, Aaron, playing in the sandbox. She pictured him 'getting relief' and blushed at her own arousal. She shook the image from her mind.

"Anyway, I'm assuming, since you went and got the official paperwork to home school your kids, that you want them to still get into a good college..."

Judy looked up at her friend, suspiciously. "...And?"

"And most colleges don't just look at smarts these days. They look for strength in character, as well."

"I don't like where this is going."

"I figured you wouldn't, but it needs saying. One of the indicators they look for is how well a child performed in the NIS program."

"So, what, then? I have to strip my own kids down, and get them to pose each other... and give each other relief? My god, how broken is our system that it could even accidentally promote incest?"

Cathy could sense her friend's anger growing. "Look, we all know that the system has never been perfect, or even great. But you have to consider all the factors. Incest, like public sex, isn't as taboo as it used to be. Also, no one is forcing you into it. You have lots of options. You could just not do it; I'm sure there's colleges they can get into without it. Alternatively you could just enroll them in public school again. Or, hell, even private school!"

Judy sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I don't know, Cathy. This is all just too much to absorb. After all the work I've put into this, I can't give up on home schooling, now. "

"Not to mention the government checks, right?" Cathy quipped.

"Well, they certainly help, but Kale has a job, too. We'd manage without the extra cash."

"Well it's up to you, either way. Why don't you read up on it tonight?"

Judy felt undone, somewhat. She tucked the pamphlet into her purse, nodding her head.

Cathy hugged her. "Hey, I'm sure you'll figure it out. Don't worry so much."

"Thanks," Judy said, composing herself. "I should get going. Kale will be home soon, and I haven't started dinner."

"Sure, hon. Give me a call if you need to talk, okay?"

"Will do," Judy said, putting on a smile. She called Aaron over from the sandbox, and they started walking home.

* * *

Kale walked in just as the water started to boil. "Honey, I'm home!" he said, half jokingly - part of his daily ritual.

"In the kitchen," Judy said, emptying a box of noodles into the water.

"How was your day?"

"Oh... Eventful. I'll tell you about it later. Can you pass me the chicken? It's over there."

Kale followed her pointing finger to the cutting board, on which were some pre-cut chicken breasts. "Of course, m'lady," he said. "Eventful, huh? Sounds mysterious." He picked up the cutting board and passed it to her.

"Thanks, sweetie. Mysterious isn't exactly the word I would use." With a knife, she scraped the raw meat into a pan, then placed the lid on top. "Okay, this should be good for about ten minutes." She stepped back and turned towards her husband. She wrapped her arms around him, partly to hug him and partly to squeeze his ass. "How was work?"

"It was excellent. But, just so you know, the kids are watching us."

Judy blushed when she realized her children had in fact entered the kitchen.

Kaitlin, their eleven year old daughter, giggled at the display. "Go, mom!"

"Hush, " Judy said, playing down her embarrassment. "Dinner's gonna be ready in ten. Go upstairs and wash up."

"Oooh, what's for dinner?" Aaron asked, his eyes lighting up with enthusiasm.

"Fettucini alfredo, looks like," said their father. "You guys better hurry... I might... EAT IT ALL UP!" He stomped dramatically towards them, deepening his voice and moving his arms like an awkward gorilla.

Playfully screaming, the kids ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

"You think I overdid it a little?" He asked, turning sheepishly towards his wife.

"Just a little," Judy admitted, rolling her eyes.

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Later that night, Judy sat in bed with her netbook on her lap, and her husband at her side. She had several tabs open on her browser, the current one being instructional material for educators on how to deal with the NIS program.

"You know, I've heard a bit about it," Kale said, absently stroking her thigh.

"Oh?" Judy said, scrolling down. On the screen were illustrations of reasonable and unreasonable requests.

"Yeah, some of the dads at work talk about it."

"And what do they say?" she asked. She started to get really horny. She told herself it was a result of him rubbing her thigh, and not of picturing her children naked. "Anything positive?"

"Amazingly, I haven't heard much negative about it at all. They all say it's helped their children open up and become more communicative, and more eager to participate in family activities."

"Family activities?" Judy raised an eyebrow. "What the hell does that mean?"

Kale shrugged.

"Listen to this," Judy said, switching tabs. "This site archives testimonials from program participants. Here's a snippet from one... 'Thanks to the Program, I'm getting better grades in school. Also I get along better with my big sister, and it's easier for me to talk to people and make new friends.' The whole site is chock-full of these."

Kale moved his hand to her inner thigh, rubbing gently towards her panties. "So, we're considering it, then?"

"Mmm," Judy leaned back, closing her eyes. "Yeah, I think it might be a good idea."

"So, what are the downsides?" he whispered as he slowly pulled her panties to the side.

Judy reminded herself to scold him for distracting her from the importance of the conversation, but changed her mind as his fingers brushed against her wet pussy. She let out a moan.

"That doesn't sound like a downside," he said, teasingly.

"Well, things... things could get... out of... out of hand," she said between gasps as he penetrated her with his middle finger. "I mean... there's relief... for one thing..."

"Mhm? Go on," Kale said, inserting another finger and increasing his speed.

"Well, it says... teachers are... encouraged to... to use the... students as models... for... for education-- oh, Kale, right there! That feels amazing."

"I see," Kale said, reaching down with his free hand to pull off his boxers. "What else?"

"It... it also says... par... participants would be... more comfortable if... if the teachers get naked themselves... and... Oooh!"

"And?" Kale, free of his boxers, mounted his wife and pulled his fingers out of her, licking them. His stiff cock hovered inches above her pussy.

"And accede to reasonable requests, themselves... Please, fuck me, Kale!"

Kale thrust forward into his wife. She moaned, lifting her legs around his back. Once he started pumping he continued questioning her. "How does that make you feel?"

"So good," she whimpered.

"Not my cock, baby. How does that make you feel, thinking about our kids touching you?"

"It's not... it's... it's for their education..."

"That's no answer," he said, thrusting harder into her. "How do you feel about your daughter exploring your breasts?" He squeezed her left breast to demonstrate. "How do you feel about your son spreading your pussy?" He reached down and spread her pussy lips around his cock.

Judy lifted her head, staring lustfully into his eyes and kissed him. She broke the kiss, "horny," she whispered. "Oh, so horny, Kale."

"This could really change our family dynamic, then, huh?"

"Oh, shut up and make me cum," Judy begged.

"With pleasure," he said cheesily, leaning back to stimulate her more.

"Oh god, I'm so close!" Judy dug her fingernails into Kale's ass as he pounded her.

"Me too, baby," he moaned.

"Cum in me! Shoot your hot sticky cum inside mommy!"

"So dirty," he teased, close to the edge, himself.

"Oh god, Kale, I'm cumming!"

Kale could only grunt as they went over the edge together. After they both stopped shaking from pleasure, they cuddled, his cock still insider her.

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Continued in Chapter 1 - Monday...