Urges
Beth Watkins groaned and rolled over in bed. Damn. That had been one hell of a party last night. In fact ...
In fact, now that she thought about it, she couldn’t hardly remember any of it. Oh sure, she remembered getting there and she remembered having some drinks and then ..
And then nothing.
What the hell had happened to her?
She pulled herself out of bed and she staggered towards the bathroom. Shower, she told herself. Shower. She needed a shower.
The shower helped. She just stood there and let the water run over her. Yeah, the shower helped but why couldn’t she remember what she’d done the night before?
She finally stepped out of the shower and she looked at herself in the mirror. As far as she could tell, she looked okay. She peered in and looked closer. Yeah, she told herself. She looked fine.
So why couldn’t she remember?
Her phone was chirping away in her bedroom by the time Beth left the bathroom. She made a grab for the phone but before she could get there, the phone stopped ringing and that’s when she looked at the screen. Four missed calls. Three from Gwen and one from Patty. What could be so all-fired up important that her friends were trying to reach her this early in the morning?
And even as she stood there, her phone started to ring again. It was Patty. She pushed the button. “Hello?”
“Beth? Beth, is that you?”
“Yeah, Patty, it’s me.”
“Oh my God. I’m so glad to reach you. Beth, it’s about the party at Debbie Winstead’s last night.”
“Why? What happened at the party last night?”
“You don’t remember?”
“Uh uh.”
“Gwen said you probably wouldn’t.”
“Gwen? What’s she got to do with all this?”
Patty was silent before she spoke again. “There was this guy at the party. He said he was a hypnotist. He said he could hypnotize anyone. A bunch of us were like yeah right but then he made Geordie Galbreath bark like a dog and it was like oh my God, he really did it.”
“That’s all very interesting but I fail to see what any of this has to do with me.”
“I’m getting to that. He was looking for volunteers and that’s when you spoke up.”
“Me?” Beth squawked. “Why’d I do that?”
“How the hell should I know? You just did.”
“Okay, so what’d he make me do? Please don’t tell me he made me cluck like a chicken or anything like that.”
“No, it wasn’t anything like that,” Patty said hesitantly.
“Well what was it then?”
“We’ll like I said, you came up and you volunteered and he was looking you up and down and he said you were pretty.”
“Okay?”
“And that’s when he asked if you’d ever been with any boys before.”
Beth couldn’t help but feel her blood race. “What did I say to that?” she asked.
“You said no of course.”
“Cool.”
“And that’s when he said that was a pity because you had a very beautiful body and he said you must like to show it off all the time.”
“He did?”
“Uh huh. I think he must have been hypnotizing you or something because every time he said something, you’d like totally repeat it back to him.”
“Like what did he say?”
“He just kept saying things like how hot you looked and like how much you must like showing off your body.”
“That’s all he said?”
“Well ...”
“Come on, Patty. Tell me.”
“He started telling you how hot your body was and how much you must like showing it off only the more you showed it off, the more you had to show it off.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“Nuh uh. There’s more though.”
“More? How could there be more?”
“He, um, he said you’d soon find that showing it off wasn’t going to be enough anymore. He said that in no time at all, you were going to want to use your body.”
“Use my body? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“He said you were going to want to have sex. He said the more sex you had, the more you were going to want it. He said it was going to be like an addiction to you. He said you were never going to be able to get enough sex. He said you were going to want to have it all the time.”
“That’s insane.”
“There’s um, there’s more.”
“More? What more could there be?”
“Um you know Neil Everhart?”
Of course she knew Neil Everhart. Well not well, but she knew him. He was one of those geeky boys that hung out in Mr. Wilmsley’s classroom at luncheon and played Dungeons and Dragons and that kind of shit. “I know him. What about him?”
“You’re not going to like this.”
Beth already knew she wasn’t going to like this but she had to know. “What about him?” she asked again.
“Well after the hypnotist guy was done with you, you kept going around the party and you kept wanting to show people your tits.”
“No way.”
“Yep. Everyone thought it was totally funny but I guess Neil liked it better than most.”
“Why?”
“Because whenever someone said yeah, they wanted to see your tits, you’d lift up your top and give them a good flashing but when you showed Neil your tits, he like totally ate it up and then he asked you if you could show him something more.”
“Something more?”
“Yep.”
“Like what?”
“That’s what you wanted to know.”
“And what’d he say.”
“He said you should take your top all the way off.”
“No way.”
“Uh huh. Way.”
“And did I do it?”
“Oh yeah. You totally did it. You took your top off and you were just standing there like it was no big deal and Neil was just staring at you and then he asked you if you could take your bra off, too.”
“No way.”
“Total way and you totally did. You totally took your bra off and you were totally standing there like it was no big deal.”
“No way.”
“Way and it was more than that. It was like you were actually wanting him to do something more.”
“What did I want?”
“How the hell should I know? All I know is that you were looking at Neil and Neil was looking at you and when Neil told you he wanted to see your panties, you seemed very happy to take off your jeans and show him your panties.”
“Fuck!”
“No, that was what came next.”
“You’re kidding.”
“Nuh uh. Neil said he wanted to see your pussy and you were more than happy to take off your panties and then you told Neil that you were like so totally horny and that you needed someone to fuck and you asked him if he could help you with that.”
“No way.”
“Yep. Gwen and me were trying to keep up with you and get you out of there before things totally got out of hand but we got separated from you and when we looked around, you were nowhere to be found.”
“Where the fuck was I?”
“Some bedroom I guess. You came out a little while later, still naked of course, and you told everyone that you’d just been fucked and how Neil was such a great fuck and how you couldn’t wait to do it again.”
“No fucking way.”
“Yep. This time, Gwen and me were able to get to you in time although there was a bunch of guys lining up to see who could fuck you next and an almost equally long line of girlfriends forming who wanted to kick your ass.”
“Oh my God.”
“Yep. You were totally out of control.”
“So how come I don’t remember ANY of this?”
“I think it’s because the hypnotist guy told you you wouldn’t.”
“Fuck.”
“Yeah.”
“What the hell am I going to do?”
“About what?”
“What do you mean about what? I can’t show my face around school anymore. Everyone’s going to laugh at me.”
“Maybe they won’t,” Patty suggested. “Maybe they’ll all forget about it.”
“Would you?”
“No.”
Beth couldn’t help but continue to think about what her friend had told her long after she’d hung up the phone with Patty. She couldn’t believe she’d done the things Patty had said she’d done and it wasn’t like she felt any different than she had before but maybe that was part of the whole deal. Maybe she wasn’t supposed to feel different.
God, what the hell was she going to do. It was bad enough that it had happened at all but at least she didn’t have a boyfriend. That really would have been too much to take. Everyone talking about her behind her back and having a boyfriend as well thinking that she would do ... that she would do that. Too much!
Well, she’d just have to deal with that when the time came.
Besides, the more pressing concern was church. Her mother would be calling up to her at any moment now to see if she was ready and what with all the time that she’d spent talking to Patty, she wasn’t even close to being ready so it was going to be a mad dash now to be ready in time.
She almost made it, too. “Beth,” her mother called out. “Beth, honey, are you ready for church?”
Beth sighed in exasperation. She’d almost made it. “Almost, mom,” she called back.
That was enough to have her mother make a quick appearance at her door. “Beth, how many times have I told you? You need to spend less time talking on the phone and more time taking care of business.”
“I know, mom.”
“How much longer are you going to be.”
“Just a couple of more minutes, mom.”
“Well all right then. Be quick about it. We don’t want to be late.”
“Yes, mom. I know, mom.”
Beth hurried. It was only church but she knew if she made her mom late ... well she just knew there was NO way she wanted to make her mom late.
They weren’t late but only just barely but the important thing was that they weren’t late.
Beth sat in the pew along with her family and she listened to the pastor’s sermon.
Or at least she tried to only ...
Only she couldn’t get comfortable and it wasn’t because she was in church. It was ... it was something else.
Was it warm in here, she wondered. It seemed hot. Didn’t anyone else feel it?
Her mother looked at her and Beth suddenly stopped squirming but as soon as her mother looked away ...
Damn it. Why couldn’t she get comfortable it was like ... it was so hot.
She needed to take something off.
What? No. This was a church but once the thought was in her head, she found it impossible to make it go away.
She needed to take something off.
She could feel herself succumbing to the idea. She needed to take something off and it didn’t even matter where she was. It didn’t even matter that she knew these people. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more she realized just how exciting that thought was. To take her clothes off in front of all these people. Yes.
No!
God, she could be such a prude sometimes but she knew. She could feel it between her legs. Her pussy was so wet and her pussy most definitely did not lie.
Her mother was looking at her again and once more Beth stopped her squirming but even that couldn’t make the thoughts go away.
Damn, she really wanted to do it. She really wanted to take her clothes off and she didn’t much care who saw her do it.
She tried to sit still but now even that was irritating to her. The more she tried, the more she had these images of her standing up in front of everyone and pulling off her top shouting, “Hey, look at me,” and the more she tried to tell herself no, the more she wanted to do it.
By the time the service was over, Beth was slumped in her seat as she willed the minutes to pass by. She couldn’t wait to get out of there. She couldn’t wait to ...
To do what?
To show some boy her tits. Gosh, wouldn’t that be fun to flash some unsuspecting guy and just watch the eyes practically pop right out of his head.
No!
Yes.
After the services were over, Beth’s mother led her and her little brother into the church reception hall and while her mother chatted with other members of the congregation, Beth had the distinct impression that her mother was looking right at her.
“Yes, well if Little Miss Squirmy Pants could sit still long enough,” her mom was telling Mrs. Devlin, “maybe I could enjoy myself.”
That got Beth’s attention. “Mother!”
“I just call them the way I see them, dear. You seemed to be having a whole lot more trouble sitting still than your brother here.”
“Mother, he’s nine.”
“That’s what I mean. Are you going to be less responsible than a nine-year-old?”
“No.”
“Then quit squirming.”
Beth straightened up. She wasn’t going to let her mother see her squirm even if the feeling of just wearing her clothes was getting almost unbearable.
“There now. That’s better, isn’t it?”
Beth just nodded. “Mom?”
“Yes, dear?”
“Can I go hang out with my friends?”
“Oh, I guess. Just make sure you’re around when I want to leave.”
“I will be,” Beth promised.
She’d only meant to get away from her mom because as much as she herself hated how she was acting, her mother’s obvious displeasure with her certainly wasn’t making things any better. Just get away. That’s all she wanted to do.
And then she ran into Ron Rafferty.
Ron ran the lay teen group leader at the church and while Beth had grown out of the group, she knew some of the girls thought Ron was kind of cute. Not her but here he was picking up some things in one of the church classrooms. He wasn’t really her type but wouldn’t it be fun to kind of tease him. Wouldn’t it be kind of fun to let him see what he was missing.
She sidled up to Ron. “Hey, Ron,” she cooed enticingly. “Whatcha doing?”
“Just picking some stuff up after the kids.”
“I guess they must get kind of messy.”
“Yeah.”
“And you’re a volunteer, right?”
“That’s right.”
“It must be hard work, putting up with all those kids.”
“It’s not that hard.”
“You sure about that because I kind of think it would be. I mean you got all those young girls, so young so eager, so eager to please. I bet it’s got to be a bit of a temptation.”
“Um, no. Beth, you shouldn’t be saying stuff like that even in jest.”
“Who says I was jesting?”
“Come on, Beth. What are you saying?”
“I’ll show you what I’m saying. I’m saying maybe you should look at these,” and even though she knew it was wrong, she pulled up her top so Ron could feast his eyes on her tits and the most amazing thing was Ron wasn’t looking away. In fact, he was staring at them.
“Um, Beth—”
“Yes?”
“You, um, you shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Why? Don’t you like my tits? I can tell you do.”
Ron just stared at her tits.
“Maybe you’d like to see more of them. Maybe you’d like me to do something like this,” and with that, Beth pulled the top up over her head.
“Oh my God.”
“Or maybe you’d like me to do this,” and with that, Beth took off her bra even as Ron watched.
“Oh my God.”
“You can touch them,” Beth said. “I know you want to. You can go ahead and touch them.”
He was still standing there and for a moment, it looked as if maybe that was all he was going to do but then his hands were on her waist and his hands were sliding up and until he cupping Beth’s tits.
“Ooh yeah. Feels good, doesn’t it but you know what would feel just as good?” Beth’s hand stroked Ron’s cock through his pants. “This,” she said. “This would feel better or at least it will when you stick it inside me.”
“No, Beth, we can’t.”
“Why not?”
“We just can’t. We shouldn’t.”
“I know we can. I can feel how hard you are and as for shouldn’t, well I know what you want. You want to do this. You want to do me.”
“Someone might come in. Someone might see.”
“No one’s going to come in.”
“You did.”
Yeah she did and quite frankly, the thought of someone coming in and catching them was totally hot. She did so love showing off her body and having some guy watching her while she was getting fucked, that was so totally hot.
But of course she couldn’t tell Ron that. “No one’s going to one in,” she said again.
“I can’t.”
“Please,” Beth begged even as she managed to worm her hand inside his pants and now she was really touching his cock for real. “Please.”
“I can’t,” Ron whimpered.
“Maybe you need to see my pussy.”
“What?”
But Beth wasn’t waiting anymore to see what Ron wanted. Instead, she just pulled up her skirt and she took down her panties and when she took a step back, she leaned back against a desk so Ron could get a better look at her pussy. “Come on. I know you want to,” she cooed. “You’ve come this far already. You don’t want to stop now, do you?”
Ron looked at her for just a moment longer and then he opened his pants and he pushed his slacks and his underwear down and in the next moment, he was stepping between her legs and pushing his cock into her pussy.
“Oh yeah,” Beth laughed giddily. “Oh yeah. That’s it. Fuck me. Fuck me good.”
There really wasn’t a need to say that. After all, once Ron had stuck his cock in her pussy, there wasn’t a need to encourage him further but it did feel good to egg him on and he’d certainly come through for her. Oh boy, had he come through for her and then he’d cum inside her.
That might have worried her Beth would tell herself later but quite frankly, once she’d had a cock inside her, she couldn’t seem to think about anything else except having that cock keep fucking her as long and as hard as it could.
“Oh fuck,” Ron groaned and that’s when Beth felt it. He was cumming. He was cumming inside her.
Ron pulled out. “Oh my God,” he groaned. “Oh my God. I can’t believe I did that. You got to get out of here but you can’t tell anyone what we did. Promise me you’re not going to tell anyone.”
“I promise.”
“You’re sure? You’re not going to tell anyone?”
“I said I wouldn’t.”
“Oh my God. Put your clothes on. Oh my God. You’ve got to get out of here.”
She didn’t really want to put her clothes back on but she did and as she did, Beth could feel her heat easing up. It didn’t go away completely but as long as he wasn’t looking at her naked body, at least that way it was manageable.
She made her way back to where her mom was. “Beth, there you are. We were looking all around for you.”
“I was just hanging out with Ron.”
“With Ron? Who’s Ron?”
“He’s just a friend, Mom. Geez.”
“Are you ready to go?”
“Sure thing, Mom. I’m ready.”
“All right then. Let’s go.”
As time went on, Beth couldn’t help feeling more and more guilty about what she’d done. What the hell had come over her, she wondered. One thing was sure though. Whatever it was, it wasn’t going to happen again.
Monday came around and it was time for school and Beth couldn’t help but shudder. She was so not looking forward to this. She even considered trying to stay home or cutting all of her classes but her parents would find out and then they’d be pissed off at her and they’d make her go so not going was just putting off the inevitable.
So Beth sighed as she stepped out of the shower.
She finished drying off her hair and she rewrapped the towel just a little bit more tighter around her body before she made the dash from the bathroom to her bedroom although even as she dashed across the hall, she couldn’t help thinking what it would be like if her towel just happened to slip at just the right moment and someone was there to see her naked body.
Stop it, she told herself. You’ve got to get ready for school.
That was enough to get her going. She put on a pair of tight jeans and a loose top and she made her way to school.
Home room was okay. After all, she liked Mr. Averil and she liked the subject as well and while second period with Mr. Lang wasn’t exactly fun, it took all of her concentration to make sure she got what her math teacher was trying to say.
It was only after the morning break in Ms. Davidson’s class when things really started to deteriorate.
First of all, Ms. Davidson was trying to get them to think outside the box. Write a story that wasn’t a story, her English teacher said. Why the hell should she want to do that, the normally attentive Beth thought as she slouched in her chair. Why couldn’t she just write a story the way she wanted to write a story?
But even that wasn’t everything, Beth would later admit. There was something else that was irritating her.
Somewhere along the way, Beth just stopped listening to Ms. Davidson. It wasn’t like she meant to stop listening but she just couldn’t help herself. Something had her squirming in her seat and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
The fourth period with Mrs. Grant was even worse.
She met up with her two friends shortly after fourth period was over. “What do you want to do?” Gwen asked. “Lunch at the caf again?”
“Sounds good to me,” Patty agreed. “What about you, Beth?”
“Hmm? What?”
“What about you?” her friend asked again. “You want to do lunch at the cafeteria?”
“Oh yeah. Sure,” Beth said distractedly.
“You okay?” Gwen asked.
“Me? I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be okay?”
“I don’t know. You just seem ... distracted.”
“I’m not distracted,” Beth said irritably. Really, how could she tell her friends that what she really wanted was for someone to notice her. No, it was more than that. She wanted to show off her body.
“We’ll you seem distracted,” Gwen said as the girls walked towards the cafeteria.
“Well, I’m not,” Beth snapped. “I’m just fine, okay?”
“Yeah sure,” Gwen said. “Whatever you say.”
Beth might have said something else if it wasn’t for Paul Rudd.
Paul Rudd was a nerd. All the kids in school knew that. Even Paul himself knew that but at that moment as the three girls were walking towards the cafeteria, Paul happened to be walking towards the three of them and as he passed, he gave Beth a passing lingering glance.
God, he wants me, the girl thought, and then oh my God, he wants to see my body and from there, the next thought was God, that was so fucking hot.
“Hey, um,” Beth said, “I think I’ve got something I need to do.”
“What?” Gwen asked.
“You need some help,” Patty offered.
“No, um, no. I don’t think I need any help but I just got to do this. Why don’t you go on without me.”
“You’re sure,” Gwen said.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Okay,” Gwen said to her other friend. “Come on. Let’s go.”
Beth watched just long enough to make sure that her friends weren’t going to turn back around and as soon as she was sure of that, she turned and fled back after Paul.
She caught up with him quickly. “Hey,” she called out. “Hey, Paul, wait up.”
“You talking to me?” the boy asked.
“Yeah, I’m talking to you. I saw you today. You were looking at me.”
“Yeah, so?”
“So it looked like you were looking for something.”
“It looked like I was looking for something? What was I supposed to be looking for?”
The hallway where Beth and Paul now stood was for the moment quiet. Everyone else it seemed had found there way to wherever it was they were going to spend their lunch hour so for the moment, it was just the two of them but Beth didn’t much care. She would have done what she did next in front of the whole school if need be because what she did next was to pull up her top and give Paul a nice, good look at her bra and her tits.
“Oh wow,” Paul gushed.
“You like them?”
“Well yeah. Of course.”
“You want to see more?”
“Well yeah.”
“Maybe we should go somewhere.”
“Where?”
“I don’t know. You got any ideas?”
“We could go to Mr. Warwick’s classroom,” Paul suggested and when Beth looked at him quizzically, he went on to explain. “He never locks his classroom.”
That was all Beth had to know. “Okay,” she readily agreed. “Let’s go there.”
It was kind of exciting, Beth thought as she let Paul lead her through the halls. She knew it shouldn’t be, of course, but she’d already shown Paul her breasts and he’d really liked them and she did so like to show off her body and the promise of showing off even more, well heck, why shouldn’t she be excited.
Paul slowed as they came up on the classroom and then ever so carefully, he eased the door open and peered inside. Hurry, Beth wanted to say. Hurry.
“Come on,” Paul said finally and then he slipped inside with Beth right behind him and when they were inside, Paul eased the door shut behind them. “You said you were going to show me something,” he said.
“You men this,” Beth said as she once more lifted her top.
Paul licked his lips. “Um yeah,” he said. “I meant ... I meant that. Um, can you ...can you take your top all the way off.”
“Sure,” Beth said and she complied with his request. God, she loved how he was staring at her chest.
“Um, how about the bra? Can you take that off, too?”
“Sure,” Beth said and moments later, her bra was gone, too, and she couldn’t help but love the way Paul’s eyes just seemed to stare at her chest.
“Can I ... can I touch them?”
Showing was one thing and touching was another. Beth knew that and yet standing here as she was, she couldn’t help but admit that this was really was turning her on. Okay, maybe touching was bad but it wasn’t that bad, was it? “Okay,” she said. “You can touch them.”
It was cool the way Paul touched them. It was almost reverent in the way he did it and the more he did it, the hotter Beth could feel herself getting.
“You know, I could show you more,” the teen offered.
“More?”
Beth nodded and then she stepped back. It meant she wasn’t having Paul’s hands on her breasts anymore but as she opened her jeans and pushed them down past her hips, she had the distinct impression that Paul wasn’t going to mind. She tapped a finger against the front of her panties. “Do you want to see what’s in here?”
Paul nodded eagerly and that was all it took to get the teen to slip her panties down as well.
“Oh wow,” Paul gushed.
“I showed you mine. How about you show me yours.”
“What?”
“You heard me. I showed you mine. I want to see yours.”
“I still don’t understand.”
“Come on, Paul. Don’t be stupid. I want you to take your pants down.”
“Oh.” The boy lowered his pants and then his underwear.
Oh my God, the girl thought. His cock. It was so thick. Oh God. She wanted him to fuck her with that. She wanted it bad. “Um, Paul?”
“Yeah?”
“Could you fuck me?”
“What?”
“You heard me.” Beth couldn’t help herself. She turned herself around and she put her hands against the teacher’s desk and she wriggled her bottom enticingly at the boy. “Please, Paul. Please fuck me.”
She wasn’t even sure if the boy was going to do it until she felt the boy’s cock finally slide in between her legs and she felt him enter her. “Oh yes,” she sobbed. “That’s it, Paul. Fuck me. Fuck me.”
She hardly had to tell the boy that because it seemed as if all Paul needed was to get his cock inside her and once that was done, he knew exactly what to do after that because it wasn’t long before his cock was cumming in Beth’s hungry, little pussy.
The next day, Beth woke up feeling just a little bit aroused. She’d always been a rather decent student and while she wasn’t a total brain, she certainly wasn’t any slouch when it came to school but that want the reason she was feeling aroused. Even if she didn’t recognize the reason immediately herself, when she did, she knew it was so totally obvious that she wondered why she hadn’t seen it before.
School was a place where she could be seen and she did so love it when people looked at her body.
She practically raced through getting ready for school. She already knew exactly what it was she wanted to wear and she couldn’t wait to get ready and get herself off to school where she could be seen.
The only thing was when she put her clothes on and when she looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn’t help but frown at herself. Something was wrong.
The top that she’d picked out for herself was a pink one. She’d thought it had looked cool when she’d bought it in the store but when she’d gotten it home, she’d quickly decided that the top was just a little too tight but when she’d tried to take it back, the store had refused. It was a clearance item, they said. No returns.
So the top had languished in Beth’s drawer. She most certainly wasn’t going to wear it and she hadn’t gotten around to getting rid of it but now when she thought about the top, she just couldn’t understand why she hadn’t worn it before. Sure the top was tight. Sure it would show off every curve of her body but so what? What was wrong with that?
And yet as Beth glared into the mirror as she turned her body to and fro, she knew there was something wrong. It was just that she couldn’t understand what it was.
It took her several minutes to figure it out but when she did, it was so obvious. She peeled the top up and she quickly discarded her bra and when she put the top back into pace ...
Oh my God, yes! That was it. That was so totally it. With the tightness of the top and with her bra now gone, you could totally see her nipples. Everyone would be looking at her and she could feel her nipples getting harder. That was exactly what she wanted.
But there was still something wrong. The top was fine. It might have been better if it had shown a little skin around her torso but the top was fine and the skirt ... well the little, white skirt was fine, too, so what was wrong?
It didn’t take her as long to answer that one for herself. She reached up under her skirt and she took down her panties. Much better. She was finally ready. She couldn’t wait to “inadvertently” flash some boy at school.
Beth soon found that at least as a place of learning, school was a waste of time. Oh, she most definitely went to her classes and she certainly did take her notebook out and she meant to take notes of whatever it was her teachers were saying but the truth was she was so hot that she barely heard a word they were saying.
First, of course, there was her top. She knew she wasn’t wearing a bra but she wondered if anyone else knew. They had to know, Beth told herself. Heck, from the way her nipples were showing themselves off, they just had to know but that was part of the excitement of the whole situation. Her showing herself off and her not knowing who was watching her. That was so totally hot.
And if that wasn’t hot enough for her, there was the seat. What with the shortness of her skirt, as soon as Beth sat down, the seat on which she was sitting was a constant reminder that she wasn’t wearing any panties.
So was it any wonder that she found it hard to concentrate in class.
By the time lunch time rolled around, she was a quivering ball of sexual energy. She didn’t need lunch. What she needed was a guy she could show her pussy to, a guy who could then fuck her the way she needed to be fucked.
Who she found was Roger Dalton.
Roger was a bit of a heavyset geek. His face had acne and if he’d used a comb, the results weren’t immediately obvious.
None of that mattered to Beth. What mattered was that he was a BOY and considering that at that moment, he was the only boy around, he was certainly good enough. “Hey,” she demanded as the two of them passed in the hall, “hey, you looking at me?”
“Who me?” the boy squawked. “I wasn’t looking at you.”
“Well it sure looked like you were looking at me or maybe I should say it sure looked like you were looking at my tits. Is that what you were doing? Were you looking at my tits, Roger?”
“N-no. I would never do that.”
“You wouldn’t huh? Why not? What’s wrong with my tits, Roger?”
“Wrong with your tits? I don’t get it. What do you mean?”
“You said you’d never look at my tits, Roger. Never’s an awfully long time and boys do like to see girl’s tits, Roger. You know that, Roger. You know it and I know it, so if you won’t ever look at them, there must be something hideously wrong with them, Roger. What is it? What’s wrong with them?”
“There’s, um, there’s nothing wrong with them.”
“Are you sure? Maybe you need a closer look,” and with that, Beth pulled up her top so that the boy could see her tits.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m showing you my tits.”
“I can see that but someone might see.”
“I know. I hope they do. I hope you do.”
“You shouldn’t be doing this.”
“I know where we can go if you want a more private show.”
“Where?”
“We could go to Mr. Warwick’s classroom,” Beth suggested. “He never locks his classroom.”
“Really?”
“That’s what I heard. Maybe we should go see for ourselves.”
“Okay.”
Just as it had been the day before, the classroom wasn’t locked. Beth led Roger inside. “See,” she said triumphantly.
“Yeah, okay.”
“I said I could give you a more private show in here. I know you already know I’m not wearing a bra but feast your eyes on these,” and with that, she pulled off her top leaving her breasts on full display.
“Oh wow.”
“I’ve got something else I want to show you but you have to do something for me first.”
“What?” Roger asked suspiciously.
“Show me your cock.”
“W-what?”
“You heard me. I want to see your cock.”
“Listen, um, Beth, I uh, I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”
“Why? Don’t you want to show me your cock?”
“Yeah but—”
“But what? If you show me yours, I’ll show you mine.”
“Your what?”
“Come on, Roger. If you show me your cock, I’ll let you fuck me. Actually, I think I’m pretty much going to demand it so come on, show me your cock.”
Roger was still asking himself why this attractive girl was asking him to show her his cock. There just had to be a catch to it. He was sure of that but in the end, he ended up doing exactly what she told him to do.
“Ooh, Roger,” Beth cooed. “How nice.”
“Um thanks.”
“But, Roger, I’ve got something to show you,” and with that, Beth lifted up her skirt to show the boy her bare, little pussy. “What do you think of this?”
Roger licked his lips as he continued to stare. “It, um, it looks good.”
“I’ll bet you want to fuck it, don’t you?”
Roger nodded.
“We’ll you’re in luck,” Beth said as she bent herself over the desk just as she had the day before. “You’re in luck because that’s what I want, too.”
That was all it took to get Roger to bury his cock in Beth’s hungry, little pussy.
“What the devil is going on here?”
Both young people looked up to see Mr. Warwick standing there in the doorway of his classroom.
“Well,” the teacher demanded.
Roger seemed to be at a loss for words but as it turned out, he didn’t have to say anything. Beth couldn’t believe how incredibly hot this was making her to be caught like this. “It’s all my fault,” Beth explained.
“Your fault?”
“Yes, it’s my fault. I was wearing something really revealing because I wanted to be noticed and Roger here was so kind to notice how nice and hard my nipples were that he couldn’t help but stare at them and that just got me so hot and well you know, one thing led to another and we just kind of ended up here.”
“In my classroom?”
“Yes, sir. Did you know that I’m not wearing any panties?”
“Miss Watkins, please.”
“What?”
The teacher looked at Roger. “Since Beth here seems to be taking all the blame for this, I suppose you can go but you better watch yourself ‘cause I got my eye on you.”
Roger wasn’t wasting any time. He barely looked at Beth before he grabbed up his book bag and then he was out the door.
“So this is all your fault,” Mr. Warwick said after the boy had gone.
There were so many things she could have said but instead Beth said the one thing that popped into her head. “I’m not wearing any panties,” she said. “Do you want to see?”
Her teacher just glared at her and then his look softened a bit. “You know now that you mention it, I think I would.”
Beth couldn’t believe she was doing this but there she was lifting up her skirt. “Here’s my pussy,” she said and then she turned around. “And over here,” she said, “this is my tight, little schoolgirl ass.”
Beth couldn’t help but be mortified at what she was doing but she couldn’t help herself and besides, if she was mortified by what she was doing, she couldn’t help but be even more mortified when her teacher stepped up behind her and stroked his hand against her bottom. “I can see that,” her teacher said, “but tell me something now and don’t lie to me. Tell me, is your pussy wet?”
“Oh yeah,” the girl gushed. “My pussy is so wet.”
“Well then, I think maybe we need to do something about that,” and before Beth could say anything more, she felt her teacher slide his cock up between her legs.
“Oh my, Mr. Warwick.”
“What?”
“I love it when you do that to me.”
Her teacher groaned as his cock came in her pussy.
Beth couldn’t help herself as she sat there in Mr. Hammer’s fifth period class. It was so cool. Mr. Warwick had really fucked her good and he’d cum inside her not once, not twice but three times. That was the really cool thing. As she sat there in class, she couldn’t help but feel his cum in her pussy and the feel of that, mmm, the feel of that was just so hot. It was like she wanted to lift up her skirt and play with herself.
Everybody’d be watching her, of course. Even if they thought it was disgusting, how could they not watch her. A horny girl pulling up her skirt and playing with her little, hairless, cum-drenched pussy ... God, she loved the fact that she’d shaved her pussy the night before, it was almost like she’d known she’d be here ... but how could they not look, and as long as they were looking, she’d pull up her top and play with her titties even as her hand continued to play with her pussy.
That would be so hot.
It took every ounce of willpower just to keep from doing it but in a way, just the thought of doing it was enough to make her hornier and hornier.
God, she really wanted to show off her pussy. She really wanted it bad.
By the end of the day, she was so ready for sex. It took every ounce of her willpower to keep from finding some boy and showing him what he wanted to see or maybe better yet, to get down on her hands and knees and pull up her skirt and to let whoever wanted to to have his way with her. Fuck yeah.
No!
Just at that moment, she saw someone heading for the exit. “Hey,” she called out. “Hey, Patty. Wait up.”
Her friend turned and waited.
“Man, I’m glad I caught you,” Beth said. “I need your help. I need you to get me out of here. Otherwise, I have the feeling I might do something I’ll regret later.”
Patty looked at her and Beth couldn’t help but quiver with excitement. As turned on as she now was, just. Having someone look at even if it wasn’t sexual was sexual but then Patty shrugged. “You can come home with me,” she said.
“Thanks,” Beth gushed.
“Yeah, sure.”
They were halfway to Patty’s house before she turned on her friend. “What the hell is the matter with you?”
“With me?”
“You’re acting like a total slut.”
It wasn’t an act, Beth wanted to say but even that was hot.
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Why are you acting like such a slut?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know? That’s the best answer you can give me? You don’t know.”
Beth nodded glumly.
The two girls drove on in silence. “I thought we were friends,” Patty said.
“We are friends.”
Patty pulled the car into her driveway and she switched the engine off. “Okay, if that’s the case, then tell me this. Why are you doing the stuff you’re doing?”
Beth just sat there.
“No answer, huh? You’re not going to say anything?”
Beth didn’t know what to say. She followed her friend into Patty’s house. “I think it was that hypnotist guy,” she said.
“What hypnotist guy?”
“You know. The one you told me about at Debbie’s party the other night. I think it must be some kind of residual effect or something.”
“Yeah right.”
“No, I’m serious. I think that’s why I keep wanting to take my clothes off. I think that’s why I keep wanting to have sex.”
“Come on, Beth. It was a joke.”
“What was?”
“The thing with the party. The hypnotist and all that. It was all a big joke.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You were drunk. You’d just passed out and Gwen had this great idea, well I thought it was great at the time, but she had this idea that we should try and convince you that you’d been hypnotized at the party and that the guy had turned you into a slut.”
“Why?”
Patty just shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess she just thought it was funny but I’m telling you right now that there wasn’t any guy there and you most definitely did not get hypnotized.”
“So what’d you do?”
“Me and Gwen, we made sure we got you home okay. I mean you were passed out right. I mean you should be happy with us. We totally got you past your parents without them even knowing how drunk you were.”
“Yeah? How’d you do that?”
“Gwen distracted them while I got you upstairs.”
“Okay and then what?”
“We went back to her place and we just kind of hung out and the next morning, we started calling you. It didn’t matter who reached you first because we were both there and we were both listening in.”
“And you thought this was funny?”
Patty nodded glumly. “At the time, yeah.”
Well that was all very interesting but that did nothing to negate the fact that she still wanted to take her clothes off.
“Beth, are you listening to me? Did you hear what I had to say?”
“Yeah, I heard you.”
“You don’t have to do this. You weren’t hypnotized.”
“I heard you but maybe that doesn’t mean anything. Maybe I want to do this anyway.”
“Maybe you want to do what?”
“Wasn’t it you who once told me she wondered what it would be like to be with a woman?”
Patty didn’t say anything.
“Well,” Beth demanded. “Wasn’t it?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“Good, cause I’ve got something to show you?”
“What?” Patty asked warily.
“This,” Beth said and with that she pulled her top up and over her head leaving her topless in front of her friend. “I think you’ve always wanted to see these,” she said.
Patty just stared.
Beth stepped closer until she was standing just in front of her friend. “Well,” she asked, “haven’t you?”
Patty’s lips moved but she said nothing.
“You know it’s making me horny standing here like this but what I really want is to make love to you and if that’s what you want, too, there’s only one thing you have to do.”
“W-what?”
“All you have to do is to reach around me, reach around me and reach up under my skirt and give my butt a little squeeze.”
“You want me to squeeze your ass?”
“I want you to do what you know you want to do.”
Still, Patty hesitated.
“Come on. You know you want to.”
She shouldn’t, Patty told herself and yet ... and yet she found herself doing it. She was reaching around her friend and she was sliding her hand up under Beth’s skirt and she was giving Beth’s bottom a little squeeze. “Ooh,” she murmured. “You’re not wearing any panties.”
“That’s right and you know what? I have the feeling that soon now, I won’t be the only one that’s not wearing panties. Why don’t you take off my skirt.”
Again, Patty did as she was told to do.
Beth couldn’t believe how hot this was making her. She was actually doing it. She was seducing her friend. “That’s very good,” Beth told Patty. “You follow instructions well but now I’ve got something I know you’ll really like. I want you to take your top off for me.”
Again, Patty did as she was told to do.
“And the bra. Take it off, too.”
Patty took off her bra.
God, her friend was hot, Beth realized. In fact, now that she’d seen her like this, Beth couldn’t help but marvel as to how it was she hadn’t seen it before but her friend was almost as hot as she was Beth knew what that meant. She’d never tasted another girl’s pussy before but now she couldn’t wait to slip her mouth between her friend’s legs but first ...
“I’ll bet I know what you want.”
“What?” Patty asked breathlessly.
“You want to feel my breasts pressed up against yours. You want to feel something like this.”
“Yes,” Patty gasped.
“Doesn’t that feel good?”
“Oh my God. It feels wonderful.”
It sure did, Beth told herself. It felt wonderful but there was something else. “We have to get you out of those jeans,” she told her friend.
Patty no longer bothered to ask why her friend was acting like she was. Indeed, in the state of arousal she was in, she would have most likely been amenable to almost anything that her friend wanted so off came her jeans.
“And the panties, too.”
Moments later, the panties were gone, too.
“Mmm,” Beth cooed. “I can’t wait to lick your pussy.”
Mmm yes, Patty agreed. She couldn’t wait to get herself on her back and to spread her legs for her friend and when Beth’s tongue hit her pussy ... oh fuck, that was so fucking good.
There wasn’t any conversation anymore. There was just Beth’s tongue and Patty’s moan as Beth’s tongue took her higher and higher. “Oh yes,” Patty moaned as her hands played with her tits. “Oh yes.”
Beth knew her friend was close.
“Oh my God, Beth. Oh my God. I’m cumming.”
Beth already knew that and she couldn’t help but love the way her friend’s quivering pussy was cumming all over her clever tongue.
“It’s your turn,” Beth said when her friend was finally done. “It’s your turn to do me.”
“Of course, Beth. I’ll do whatever you say.”
The two girls quickly switched places and now it was Beth’s turn to look down and watch as the other girl’s tongue slid in between her legs.
She’d never been into girls before, Beth told herself but this, ooh, this was something she could get used to. Of course it wasn’t like she was going to give up boys any time soon but just because she liked boys didn’t mean she shouldn’t also like girls, too.
Oh geez, for someone who said she’d only wondered what it would be like, Patty sure did know what to do with that tongue of hers.
Oh geez. She looked down at Patty and she stroked her hair. Oh geez.
And then she couldn’t help it not that she really wanted to help it. She was cumming. She was cumming hard and it just felt so good to cum and cum and cum.
“I am so sorry, Beth,” Patty gushed. “I am so sorry about the trick we played on you. Can you ever forgive Gwen and me.”
Beth knew she should be mad but she was still naked and that meant she was still horny and if Patty really wanted her forgiveness, well there was certainly something she could do to earn it. “That’s okay,” Beth told her friend, “but why don’t you put your tongue right here.”
Patty couldn’t wait to slide her tongue between her friend’s legs.
“Oh don’t you worry. I forgive you as long as you keep doing that and as for Gwen, I’ve got plans for her, too.”