A tale from krisnjamie.  This is a work of fiction, enjoy it or not but
don't get heated.  It involves themes of a sexual nature.  Some of those
themes may sit uncomfortably with you.  If in doubt don't read it.

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Rub Down.

Jenny Gillard let her mind drift as the constant chatter of the group faded into a collage of smutty innuendo as it was wont to do.

She leant against Jack, her latest conquest from the group, and allowed her eyes to travel slowly around the rough circle of boys sitting on desks in the tutor room.

"All boys" she registered silently "All boys again! Why do the girls leave the group for such a long time?"

Her mind drifted to Mike on her right. Mike was a good kisser. A little free with his hands but definitely a good kisser. Next to Mike was Carl. She had never "been out" with Carl - maybe soon, when she and Jack got bored holding hands.

Her eyes moved on to the hulking frame of Jordan. Clearly and permanently the largest of the boys he had near crushed her when he hugged her at the end of the one and only date.

Next to Jordan came the slight and bespectacled Christian. Another of the group never to have had the pleasure of any part of Jenny. Would he? Only time would tell.

Jenny jumped the small gap between Christian and Steve. She smiled as she looked at Steve. He had been her first from the group. He was the first boy to kiss her, the first boy to make her pant, to blush deeply and the first to force his way under her shirt to feel her small breasts. She still had a soft spot for Steve she admitted to herself.

Then she turned her head to look closely at Jack. 

The conversation suddenly intruded.

"Awe Jack" squealed Jordan "Jenny can't take her eyes off you!"

Everybody laughed and Jenny suddenly realised what was being said. She sat up, pulling herself away from the boy.

"Don't be shy" Jack whispered as his arm snaked around her shoulders and pulled her back close.

Jenny closed her eyes and cuddled in determinedly ignoring the quips that followed and, once again, allowing her mind to drift.

She was unaware of the words for a few more minutes before one string penetrated her day dreams.

"So who hasn't felt her tits?" 

Her eyes fluttered open and swung around the group to seek out the speaker. Quickly she realised that she was suddenly the centre of attention and hit the mental rewind button to check that last bit of wordage.

"What mine?" she finally squeaked
"Yeah Jen, haven't you been listening?" asked Steve "Seems you're the groups girlfriend"

"Sod off" Jenny snarled

"So," repeated Jack "Who hasn't felt her tits?"

"Jack!" she cried

Jack hugged her closer.

Jenny looked around the group as hands rose slowly.

Christian was the first to hold up a single finger, Jordan followed and then Carl raised a hand. All the others stayed put.

"so" surmised Jack "half have and half haven't"

"You have already then?" queried Carl

"First time at the flicks" grinned Jack

"Jack!" Jenny squealed again.

"Shhhs Jen, you love it, you know you do." The boy stated quietly.

"That's it, we're finished" she stormed

"Really?" he asked as his hands slipped down to her waist.

"No jack. No tickling!" she cried, a smile flickering across her face.

"I think so Jen. It's tickle time!" he shouted as his fingers dug into the gap between her ribcage and her hips.

The girl squealed between giggles and threw herself sideways to get away from the attack.

Jack was ready for her though and simply clambered off the desk to follow her movements.

Jenny brought her knees up and her arms down in an effort t protect herself.

"C'mon guys" hissed Jack "Give a guy a hand"

Jenny heard a collective roar and a rapid movement before her ankles were grabbed and her legs were pulled down and out of the way. Her wrists went similarly up above her head and Jack let loose on her body once more.

Jenny squirmed and fought, fought against her captors and against her body as laughter threatened to overwhelm her completely.

She was unaware of the gap appearing between shirt and trousers as she struggled and writhed. Jack wasn't.

His fingers found the bare flesh and tickled harder. Jenny screamed and laughed and cried and giggled as more hands found the growing fleshy gap and the tickling spread across her bare abdomen.

"No stop!" she squealed even as she laughed louder "Oh god!!!!!!" she wailed

Jacks hands left her waist to be replaced by others.

They slid, inexorably, up her ribcage, under her shirt.

"You can't Jack" she managed

"Can to!" he grinned down at her as another wave of rib tickling took hold of her body.

Soon his hands had enveloped her bra clad breasts and guilty giggles issued from the encircling boys as they watched the movement under her shirt.

The tickling eased off now and with it the uncontrolled laughter and giggling of the 14 year old girl.

She bit her bottom lip as she focussed on Jack and found his eyes.

"You mustn't" she whispered.

Jack grinned.

"Tickle her boys" he commanded

The fingers attacked again and any protest from Jenny was cut short as she wailed and hurled her giggles at the ceiling above her.

Steve moved in and looking at Jack, undid the bottom button of her shirt.

Jack grinned and nodded at the other boy and Steve gently undid the next and the next.

Finally, as her bra was exposed for the first time, Jenny recognised what was happening and found a way to free one wrist. Her hand shot down to stop Steve undoing the final button. 

"Somebody get her trousers" snapped Jack as he saw Steve being thwarted.

"No way!" Jenny squealed between giggles as her free hand shot down to protect the snap of her dark blue school trousers.

Steve was quick to take advantage and her shirt was agape in seconds.

"Guys!" Jenny squealed to anybody listening. Nobody was.

Her bra was pushed up over her breasts and she was exposed for the first time. Hands stopped and silence fell.

Jenny took the opportunity to slip her second wrist free and, using both hands, tugged her bra back into place. Giggling as se did so was her mistake.

The giggle seemed to affect the boys more than the loss of sight of bare breasts.

Hands attacked with renewed vigour and renewed urgency. Jenny giggled, protested half heartedly and repelled borders as best she could.

Her hands were diverted to protect her trousers, captured and held long enough for Jack to find the front opening claps of her bra and she was, quite literally, undone.

With a surge of enthusiasm the boys all took samples of her breasts as she squirmed beneath their cumulative gaze. 

Somebody was concentrating on gently squeezing and turning her left nipple. It felt wonderful. Wonderful enough for her to forgive the clumsy oaf who was trying to mould her right breast into some form of clay dinosaur model and instead of fighting she purred.

"All right!" snapped Steve "Get her trousers"

Jenny slipped her hands down over her trousers as before but she offered little resistance when Carl simply lifted them out of the way.

She had no idea who had unsnapped the top button or who was now lowering her zipper as she looked up at Jack who now had gentle control of both nipples.

She felt her trousers being tugged downwards and knew that she should be fighting back but something inside her forbade it.

"Look out guys!" Squealed Christian from the doorway "Critchly's coming."

There was a flurry of bodies moving away from the half naked girl. Jack pulled her upright and helped her drag her shirt back into place as Christian and Jordan intercepted Mr Critchly in the hallway.

By the time the teacher sauntered into the room Jenny was, to all intents and purposes, fully dressed and engaged in a game of cards with Jack and Steve.

The fact that her bra hung loose under her shirt and her trousers remained undone below the level of the desk were hidden to the greying man.

"Bell will be going shortly. Finish your game!" the teacher suggested as he turned and wandered along the hall to complete his patrol.

By the time the lunchtime bell sang out a few minutes later Jenny had taken the time to properly dress herself and moved on to afternoon classes looking a little red in the face but otherwise none the worse for her lunchtime exercise.

Jack caught up with her just before the final period of the day.

"You still ok to come to mine for tea?" he asked

"Thought I dumped you" she grinned at him

"Really, what a pity" the boy grinned back.

"Mum's not expecting me before 7.00" Jenny confirmed

"Sweet! Mine neither" Jack laughed

Jenny raised an eyebrow

"Told her I'd be at yours" he answered the unspoken question.

Jenny stopped walking and waited for an explanation.

Jack grinned at her.

"Christian's parents don't get home before 6.30. I said we'd all go there"

"ALL?" Jenny squealed

"Yeah, why not?" Jack smiled "You had fun"

Jenny turned on her heel and stomped up the hall.

"Is she coming?" asked Steve appearing at Jack's elbow

"Not sure - maybe, maybe not" Jack admitted.

Jenny hung back as the tutor room cleared and the other students filed out.

She had thought of little other than the stupidity of boys throughout the last period and her anger had barely subsided. Still, she was a little disappointed when none of the guys hung about to ask her again or to even walk with her.

She stormed down the fast emptying corridors and headed for the main doors. As she walked out onto the courtyard area beyond she saw Steve and Jack chatting amiably as they slipped through the school gates.

Jenny noticed that they turned right towards Christian's house rather than taking the usual left towards there own homes.

"Cocky sods!" she muttered aloud.

Jenny walked down the path and deliberately turned left at the gates. She walked 10 or 12 paces before stopping and looking over her shoulder. No sign.

Jenny retraced her steps, hesitated outside of the school gates and then strode on towards Christian's house.

Jenny lay on the rug in the lounge. Her nipples were on fire but Jack continued to work on them as others traced patterns on her naked skin with their fingers. Looking to one side she could see the plain white shirt that had been hers, discarded and crumpled. Her bra lay a few inches further away.

"Shoes're off!" came a cry from out of sight.

"Get her undone then" replied Steve

She looked past Jack to where Christian was fumbling with the top button of her school trousers. She watched him watching her as he inched her zipper down and then he grinned at her as he stood and yelled out to the group.

"Trousers undone!"

There was a whooping and a yelping as hands took control of the hem of her trousers and, by sheer force, they were dragged off her hips and down her slender legs.

"Shit! Look at that. She's wearing a thong!" a boy exclaimed.

"Will she be ok if we strip her?" asked another voice, probably Christian's 

Jack smiled down at her as he answered.

"She'll be fine. She knew what was happening when she knocked on the door."

It was true. Jenny had realised, even as she turned back towards the school gate, that she was agree to being naked and more. Still a small tear slipped from one eye as she heard the words that followed.

"I wanna do her first"

"We'll all get a chance don't worry."

End
